ZERO

The Grave

Times were moving small towns growing huge into city's the past remain dead while myself stood watching the land grow and fade. Going to a grave of an unnamed soul lost to the scatter of paper lost from my heart. A dead rose lay upon the blacken stone with two words carved below it I'll Return. Last time I looked upon it was 12 A.C(After Charka) the day I left little village of Konohagkure a young boy of ten leaving home seeking out new things of the world.

Never would of guess I be back twelve years later still eighteen looking human on the outside but within I held a demon of fiction well that what I thought.