Preface

Preface

Death…I've never considered how'd I die. It just never came to mind on how and when – just maybe how.

I stare around the room in this small, yet empty room into the dark eyes of my attacker and my body trembles. Is this death I see? But would I know, I've never died at all, I've never had a second chance, this was my first and probably last chance at human life. I guess you could say it wasn't self-sacrificed; I was protecting someone dear to me. You'd like to say maybe a noble death.

Maybe I should not have gone to Konoha, then I'd be safe in my bed with my aunt. My parents are dead, where else could I even go? But why can't I bring myself to feel some regret to coming? Life though is something I cannot prevent I can't find myself to grieve or regret ever doing anything from earlier this year, nothing to grieve about anyway.

My attacker grins towards me in a gracious sort of way. I gulped miserably and awaited for this mysterious attacker to kill me.