Dreaming
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His dream started as a want for acknowledgment. To be Hokage, he thought, everyone would notice him. They would listen to him. They would understand.
It transformed into him wanting to protect his precious people. If he was Hokage, he thought, they wouldn't have to be hurt. They could live happily.
Then, he wanted more and more, until he just couldn't stop wanting. He wanted jutsus; he wanted love; he wanted his friends unharmed.
So he experimented with his time.
Those experiments turned ugly.
But, now that he had started, he couldn't stop. He kept going. Things got uglier. He kept going. He thought his hands were so drenched in blood now that there was no point in stopping.
In the end, it got so bad that he wondered why he was even doing this anymore.
He kept wondering, even as they chased him out of the village, and he almost killed his best friend.
His dream started as a want for acknowledgment.
It ended in death.