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"Speeches"
"Thoughts"
"Kyuubi - Others"
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'Monster.' The man spat. this was no battle, this was a massacre. The man didn't spare no one, not even the children. This monster completely destory an entire village because he was bored!? Bored!? How would this one man annihilate an entire village? He even saw a kunai sticking out his body! His body! He even saw hundreds of different kinds of jutsu used against him, yet he continued to move, continue to attack like the attacks had no effect at all, like an unstoppable machine. An unstoppable killing machine.
Kirigakure, the hidden village in mists was no more.
'Monster?' The man sounded offended at being called a monster,
'You know it, you fucken asshole!' The man was underneath a pile of wooden boards that used to belong to a building that collapsed, which completely crushed the lower part of his legs.
And soon he'll die, and the blond haired man knew it too.
'This village calls themselves the bloody mist?' The man stand up. Blood was everywhere, on walls, on streets even the water mixed with the red liquid. This was sure called the the village hidden in the 'bloody mist'. A powerful village in his former youth, now just a mock-up of what used to be a great Shinobi Nation. Everyone in this village was pathetic, not even the Mizukage couldn't stop him.
He was after all an immortal,
He may had lost some strength and chakra control, and even some of his stamina, but someone would have stand at least a little longer then 15 minutes with a battle with him. Reaching into his black cloak, making the man underneath the piles of wood tense, to pulled out a bottle. Taking a huge gulp, he bend down to eye level with the men, before snorting.
'When you live as long as me, You'll start to lose control.' He shrugged like it was an every day thing.
'Remember the name in the afterlife the one that single handily destroyed Kirigakure, Uzumaki Naruto.' Then he started to walk away, whistling along the way. Completely ignoring the dead bodies and gore around him. The man took one last glance at the man, only to sneer, the sun shined as it touched his blond hair, completely making the blond look like a freaken angel.
Seeing him disappear into the distance, the villager brown eyes closed before cursing Uzumaki Naruto existences. Unknowing to him, his wish was answered.
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The entire area was barren with life, no color except for the color white, an endless abyss of white.
'He has lived far too long.' A high angelic female voice spoke.
'Yes, he and his demon has been escaping their punishment for all to long.' A more demonic voice spoke this time.
'What are you suggesting?' The women's voice spoke again.
'We are to reborn, Uchiha Sasuke to hunt him down.' He stopped before talking again.
'Only we will give him the power he will need to kill him.'
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