Jiraiya's last thoughts
On my dying day, I'm over fifty years old. In my many years, I have met family, friends, rivals, saints, demons, and lovers. It's almost funny that out of all those people, my last thoughts in life are being spent on just one person. Just one boy. One man.
Naruto.
You were born with chains of hate and solitude. I should have been there to unlock them. By the time I came, you had already broken yourself free of your shackles. Your burning heart broke though any and all shadows that were cast upon you. Kid, you never give up. You never give in.
But you've done more than just that; you are more than just that. You have hope, you are hope. You believe in others, others believe in you. You give life, you are life. You give happiness, you are happiness. You give love, you are love.
Naruto, you have the power to change anyone's heart. You have the power to open anyone's eyes. You are an angel treated as a demon. You are our hero. The only one who can save us now is you.
Light up the sky.
Show them your wings.