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June 27, reign of the twelfth hokage
I am so tired, just so tired, weary from the hardships I suffered, and even as I write , I cannot help but wish for some sort of hope, something to grasp on too with my frail body.
I have done so many things, so many unmentionable thing just for the people most precious to me, but in the end, it didn't matter, they were still taken from me.
Ripped from my hand by the cold clutches of death and so, one by one, they disappeared from my life, each taking a piece of my heart with them as they went on to the next adventure ,
leaving only a broken man in its place.
I wish I could reunite with them, but that is nearly impossible, for the curse I carry, the burden that I alone must suffer, has put a stop to that, even now I can hear it cruelly laughing in the back of my mind.
More and more, I find myself gazing at old pictures, bring back happy memories, before the horrors and sadness return tenfold, I stare at the framed face of my old team, my precious people, I also smile, but than reality catches me once more, forcing I remember that they are no longer here, gone from this village, gone from this world, and gone from me.
I turn to the other photos, looking at my friends, my dear friends, whom I scarified so much to protect, I couldn't bare to continued looking, or I knew tears would beginning falling from my eyes. At times, I wonder, why did kami curse me with such a horrid fate? Had I done something in my past life to have cause kami to curse my to a life of scorn, hatred, and above all, loneliness.
I feel weaker, more tired, and the voice in my head is getting weaker, perhaps I think I should rest soon, yes, that would be nice, at least in my dreams, I will be able to see them again. I….I have seen so many things, I witnessed the birth and deaths of my friends grand children, and I cannot even say I know a single persons name in this entire village, or any village for that matter.
I'm very tired now, and I feel cold, very cold, the voice has disappeared from my mind, I really should rest now. I never did achieved my dream, I tried, but I was never able to reach it, but in the end it really isn't important anymore, I would trade my dream a thousand times just to see my friends again, but I was unable to achieve my dream, and I will be unable to see
my friends again in this life time. I cannot keep my eyes open any longer, perhaps its death, finally coming to take my soul, or I am just falling into a blissful sleep,
but at least……I………will be………… able to.