Darkness.
It was the only thing Kimimaro could see.
'What happened?'
Oh yes, he had been about to deliver the final attack that would've ended the Shinobi their lives but his illness had gotten him before he could.
'Am I dead?'
He was just floating around in the darkness.
'Not quite'
Kimimaro quickly turned around, 'Who's there?!'
Before him floated a figure, it was a girl, she looked young and had long light blond, almost white, hair, ice blue eyes and a pale skin. She was wearing a white dress that had been cut to reach her mid-thigh at the front of the dress and reached her ankles at the back. She was the image of eternal, of beauty, she would've represented the power of angles if it hadn't been for the tear marks on her face.
'Who're you' Kimimaro asked.
'I'm the angel who decides over the troubled souls, my name is Miyu.'
'If I'm not dead, then where am I?'
'This is a place between life and death, I decide what happens to the troubled souls, do I let them pass? Where do I send them? Do I let them return back to life?'
'Then why am I here? Do you need to decide over my fate?'
'I can feel that your soul is troubled, I can see your past, and I can see that life has been unfair to you, you were not supposed to die, so I've decided to let you return. You shall go back to life, there you will find another troubled soul, he's dying, so I beg you, please take care of him. As repayment, take care of the boy.'
'What boy? What are you talking about?'
'You'll see once you're back on earth. When you regain consciousness, a light shall guide you to someone who can cure your disease, I'll lend you some of my powers. I only ask of you to save the boy and have a future where you can finally be truly happy.'
Miyu floated closer and placed her hand over Kimimaro's heart 'I'm sure you'll bring peace in the life of some troubled souls, so go, I'll be watching over you.' Then Kimimaro's vision faded out.