Week 42 1929 Kakuzu
KA +63 FP -45 DK-72 AWE-10 NC+45 TH-30 XZ-20 EK-10 HD-11 KE+12 TN-4 TY+9 NN +8 QQ+20 RO-2 FL+50 ST-36 FU+67
The diary continues like this…. For 3 pages
Week 43 1929 Kakuzu
KA -60FP -80 DK-90 AWE-107 NC-205 TH-30 XZ-60 EK-40 HD-110 KE+12 TN-4 TY-90 NN -80 QQ-120 RO-50 FL-50 ST-306 FU-67
I'm RUINIED, RUINIED!
Fire Nation daily Nov 20
More suicides amidst crash
As the economy continues to collapse more men commit suicide. Larry, Moe and Curly were all found dead today, having thrown themselves from a building top. Mr Kuzuka, a mutual business partner, has vanished and is suspected to have drowned himself a nearby lake. Police investigation….
Kakuzu (Money)
So, where to begin? I supposed I should begin with what I am, a collector. Many people do not understand that. They ask, where am I from, what was my life like, what are my abilities? Ultimately this is unimportant, I am a collector, first and foremost. Works of art, books, land. I collect them all, hence this journal, these pages are yet another collection. My "partner" believes me to only care about money. He is a fool. Money is valuable because of what it can buy, how it can add to my collection, I do not care about the money itself, but that does not mean money is not important, it is a means and like all means, is vital to the end.
I first truly began to appreciate money many years ago when I saw the houses of the rich, saw what it could afford. At first I stole to complete my collection, but I soon was forced to face shinobi protecting the possessions. I soon learned that buying them was much safer, and allowed me to have my collection without constantly looking over my shoulder.
I began my fortune by exploiting the western provinces of the Fire Nation. I was nearly ruined by the civil war, but luckily I had some factories in the east under a different name. It was then I discovered the profitability of armaments, those few factories singlehandidly making up for all the lost land, infrastructure and serfs out west.
I really hit my stride during the great war. This time I was prepared, with factories all over the continent, churning out armaments for all sides. Afterwards I was on top of the world. I was able to complete so many of my collections. I played the stock-market as well as anyone, and nobody could top me.
Then came that crash, that damned crash. It nearly ruined me. It nearly destroyed me. I was almost force to SELL parts of my collection. But I survived, killing those partners who misled me, and using the inheritance to my new name in order to keep afloat.
Yet for all the disaster, it brings opportunity. After the crash the Akatsuki recruited me, needed my skills to keep this "Hidan" in line. At first I considered refusing, but then I saw the opportunity. The organization offers many opportunities to rebuild my fortune. Furthermore, the destabilization is perfect, starving people will sell for a penny what the wouldn't accept a fortune for otherwise, and given akatsuki's plans…. Let's just say I'm investing for the future, no matter who wins, by the end I will have my fortune again.
I am proud of my collection. I am proud of the original jewels of the long dead Sea kingdom. I am proud of the collection of dolls from across the sea. I am proud of the original seven swords of the mist. But none of these things are my finest collection. A collection is only valuable when others value it, and what does a person value more than their own body?
At first I wanted people, but the I remembered I hate people. The ease at which they throw themselves to Hidan's prater only confirms my believes of people's value. Instead I focused on organs, my dream truly became a reality after I managed to get my hands on a set of Konoha scrolls written by Tsunade and a set by Orochimaru. Combinding the knowledge, I managed to successfully transplant a liver (after all, I do have a collection of very fine wine). After that I only got better, eventually transplanting a heart.
My next revelation came when I realized that not all organs are equal. Some people are more valued than others, and what is more valued than the bloodlines? Oro thinks he understands with his transfer jutsu, he is a fool. Why settle for one bloodline, when you can have them all? It took years to perfect, discovering that fusion bloodlines required both hands and heart took me nearly 5 years alone. And I was furious at how limited it was.
Then I had a stroke of genius, two hands, two eyes, one heart, why? Why does the body need that? Why not add more, a collection is always better when it is larger, and so I did the same. In some ways Akatsuki has been liberating. I am not longer constrained by pretending to be human, and can finally indulge in as many eyes as I want.
Written by clockworkchaos
