We work in the dark, to create the light.
The cause of evil, for the good of mankind.
They say war is part of life
Is peace a part of it too?
Or is the human mind designed for such pain and sorrow?
I stand here on my assigned position, pondering over such things. It has been two years since I've last seen my little brother, along with the carcasses of my clan. The third claimed it was for the greater good. For the village's peace.
It was painful to see my brother in such a pitiful state. That day I cried my last tears. I died along with the clan. Each soul that was taken away took their share of my soul, until I killed them all. Now I am only an empty shell. Void of emotions, as I stand here. My own brother hates me. The village resents me. I have given my life to the devil. No more tears, sinful blood, no more.
Sorry little brother, but I think you are too late to take away my life. Two years too late, for that was when the Devil took my soul. I had joined the S- rank criminals of the Akatsuki. They too, have sold their souls to the Devil. I turned your love into hatred, even though I do not deserve even that, right little brother?
I can only hope that your hatred is strong enough to push you to the lengths it will take to kill me off. For as much as I wish it, I refuse to die without making sure you'll be alright. That it will be alright for you.
