Chapter 3
Ever since the beginning of his memories, eyes that were cold and hostile stared at him before he understood their meaning. Narrowed brows and unfriendly sneers baring teeth to him had twisted numerous human faces into monsters that surrounded him.
They were the villagers of Konoha.
They were proud citizens, and stood together against harsh obstacles not only for themselves, but for each other in their affinity for Konoha. However, they stood in crowds, watching him from the distance, interfering in his life despite their alienation. Words of convicted malice sprouted from their lips and stood in his way to prove his existence. The pain he felt from their distance almost influenced him to let go of his humanity and released Kyuubi, the demonic entity who was the real cause of everyone's rage and misfortune.
At a young age, he already knew of the demon's existence, who wanted to release its power of death and destruction once more. Dreams filtered into his mind as he slept and every day, he was tempted more and more to get revenge from every accusation many villagers.
It hurt a lot to face them the moment he stepped out into the streets.
There was incidents that made that enticement grew, but she was always there in the shadows, supporting him and soothing the hurt away.
He remembered the day that he first met her.
