The infamous Genin Shinobi of Konoha. Previously apart of Team 7 and now a missing-nin and international criminal.
I had faith and I had love. I had compassion and kindness. I had a family. I was loved and I loved in return. The people that I admired and respected so were torn from me forever. My parents, my brother, my clan.
All I have now is cold and dark emptiness filling this body with nothing but blind hatred and revenge. Hatred and revenge towards the one who stripped me of all that kept me going and kept my happiness. There is nothing I know besides these emotions that I am now made up of.
Along this path I have chosen, people I have grown attached to questioned my stupid and meaningless need for revenge. I had second thoughts and I was confused. These people I had considered new family attached themselves deep inside of me and it made me feel the need to protect and to love once more. Feelings I thought would never return. And then I thought I could change. I thought I could be happy with this adopted family of mine.
I thought I could smile again.
I was wrong.
My hatred never left. It never subsided. It only coiled itself deep in my core to lay in wait. Building up. Seeing how much I can take before I break. My feelings control me and make me into the beast I am.
This hatred eats me alive.
It turns me into a monster that knows nothing but murder and malice. This hatred that kills both itself and it's enemies.
I may have lost the only friends I had along this path out of blind revenge. The love and kindness they had for me was something I could never deserve. And I was foolish and stupid. But I do not regret any steps I have taken. And I do not wish to go back and stop these nightmares from becoming real. These mistakes and hardships help make me what I am now.