Boring, wrong, deceptive, this world is all of these, there's no good in such a world, Tsuneo, however didn't care about any of those, in the eyes of many there's no war, but in the eyes of this young lad, war never ends, he searched the land high and low for a peaceful place, but this world was nothing but brutal war is always around, always there to kill off the weaker and the innocent alongside with the heinous.  The young man found himself questioning, not how to deal with the filthy side of this world, but why even try, the blood on his hands remains, he can never be a hero, and he no longer cared about justice, why do so when the world is slowly crumbling , whatever he fixes, crumbles down, he never was good at fixing, destruction was his expertise.

And to perfect his destruction, he needed to train, and become more powerful his lust for power in the end, was not required for his revenge, but simply required for his quest in supremacy, Tsuneo in the end wanted to become the most powerful, a terror that can never be forgotten, it was his secret wish from the beginning, ever since that night, to become...Terror.


The young man began by  training his endurance as he placed his body under heavy strain, by heavy, sharp, and painful objects, enduring the pain, smiling at the face of development, Tsuneo was no masochist, but pain that grants him power, was very much his cup of tea. The young lad continued in such a position for hours as the burden on his body increased, he kept on damaging his own body, not stopping for a moment to rest his weary body, the young male showed no mercy, not even for himself, he wanted power at all costs.

After a while of torturing himself, Tsuneo's damaged body would move  easily not caring for the pain,  he would await till his wounds clotted, and nothing more, he would then begin by enhancing the endurance he has against tough blows he takes by physical attacks he receives, and gives, he had a long way still from what he seeks but still  he worked even harder, he had a goal, obtaining power, and that will remain the same, he continues to train harder and harder in order to achieve his goal, the goal he seeks, subconsciously, he was truly a man lusting for power he wanted power despite pain, and despite the consequences, he shows no interest in a limited power, he seeks absolute power. He was far more sadistic than this world he lived in, or is it this world that created this sadistic nature of his, one could stand all day blaming the world and cursing it, but Tsuneo shows no interest in anything similar or related to that, he may spit a few sentences but nothing more, it had its beautiful side, but that wasn't very apparent to Tsuneo, he never did commit heinous crimes, but he had many enemies, and those enemies that stop in his way of destruction and conquest, are in serious trouble, he intends to eliminate any glimpse of hope in the eyes of those that stand in his way, and so he prepared for battle as a group of shinobi approached the young he was not quite aware of their rank, it was a small group of five, their chakras hinted they were of a jounin's level, good, he would taste his power, his despair, in the face of such immigrants.


They approached him orderly, not tactlessly, but smartly,  while one threw a kunai at him from the front, a basic frontal attack to diverse one's attention most likely, he would jump up to find that only two were standing away from him now, underneath him, a guy that threw a punch to where Tsuneo was, but it was all in vain, or not Tsuneo focused on the man beneath him  that failed to attack him, but the kunai thrower had jumped at him aiming to kill him with a sharp blade, Tsuneo took hold of the man hand that gripped the sword's handle and pulled the man's attack to the other third one that came from behind Tsuneo, however the one beneath Tsuneo would throw an arrow at the exact point where the sword would stab, stopping any damage from occurring, Tsuneo would flip away from the three with the two behind him they would throw some kind of jutsu towards him and A-rank Jutsu Tsuneo intercepted it by pushing himself and running at a destructive speed, reaching a rock he hid behind it, but it was almost crushed along with Tsuneo, luckily he received no damage, yet.

Tsuneo would walk rushing towards the three, and with an incredible speed and perception he would grab an arrow, heading towards him by the second shinobi that jumped away as he shot his arrow, throwing it back at him, and grabbing hold of the third one's neck as he rotated to the left with his right leg stretched dropping the first one, choking the third one whom stabbed Tsuneo's hand with a sharp kunai piercing two inches luckily it was no critical spot, but still  damage occurred, Tsuneo would  let go as another arrow was shot Tsuneo would avoid it by using the third shinobi as a stepping stone, only a graze on his back was left, but the last two, the fifth and the fourth intruded by jumping infront of Tsuneo while he was midair, with both of them waving hand signs creating the next jutsu, and unleashing it at Tsuneo from a point blank range two B-rank techniques, suddenly the two techniques faded into Tsuneo's palm sucking them in, and landing only to jump again from the ground and taking hold of their two neck dropping them to the ground painfully and powerfully, while ten arrows raged towards Tsuneo he would throw the two men towards the arrows as their bodies were pierced, however all was not well, the arrows would rage into an  explosion of flames, that Tsuneo barely dodged still minor third degree burns were left on his right arm, Tsuneo would begin to get angry as he stood infront of the three left alive, anger, rage boiled his blood beyond anything he had ever felt, the strongest? Struggling with five punks, that was the weakest, or so thought the raging Tsuneo, he ran towards the three while one of them raged with his arrows Tsuneo would dodge them effectively, and before long when he reached one of them, he would sweep him off his feet, as he used hand to distract him from his leg, and while he was on the ground, Tsuneo would punch him twice, and kick him towards the second one approaching, whom grabbed hold of his partner and placed him on his feet again, but by then Tsuneo was infront of the two , as he spat a destructive raging dragon towards them from a point blank area, destroying their very existence, leaving nothing but ashes, and  before long the arrow guy would be targeted, more arrows came Tsuneo's way, but dodging them and breaking them was all Tsuneo did as he ragingly approached the dead man until only few meters remained, stretching his hand towards the man neck as he shot an arrow towards Tsuneo's shoulder, but as Tsuneo began choking him, he would interrogate him, Tsuneo was always careful, despite not looking the part, before the arrow reached his should Tsuneo would grab it and stop a direct impact, only an inch was pierced of Tsuneo's flesh, and before long, after the heavy torture and placing a centipede in his ear, letting it roam within his head, he asked the man “Do you know the sound or the feeling of a centipede crawling within your head?”

After the bloody torture the man's head was twisted three hundred and sixty, while Tsuneo sat there, on a rock besides a small pond, gazing at the water.

As a man came out in a neat looking kimono, looking fairly peaceful, but something about the man gave Tsuneo the idea, he was far more than a simple passing by man, sure their squeals were lowed anyone passing by could've heard them, but locating them in such a dense forest, that was no mere task, and in such a short amount of time too, the man also seemed to have analyzed the young criminal by a simple look, a show of reserved strength eh? The man seemed to have seen through Tsuneo's facade, still, using it was quite wise of him, not talking much to the fallen shinobi, and not using his clan's signature moves, or revealing much of his techniques, showing that portion of power was all that was needed to end them, and to hide his identity almost completely.

The alert boy never let his guard down, although it was notable, it was feint. He had to be wary of the man standing before, obviously the man was no joke, while sealing techniques in his palm was hardly recognized as a sealing technique as it was unique a sealing master would know, another one of Tsuneo's secrets were revealed, his use of Ninjutsu, the man perhaps knew both of the spec his manipulated perfectly, Tsuneo was no longer the vibrant young man, he's the dextrous centipede.

To his first comment Tsuneo didn't flinch aside from giving an apparent glance at the man, with his cold exterior he remained calm, and calculative, not knowing the man's power Tsuneo had the option of attacking him and keeping whatever info gained about himself locked away in the realm of the dead, but ignorance is a bliss, not so much for arrogance, for all one might know, this man might be capable of laying waste to the young boy in the matter of seconds, still the centipede was a venturous one, but for now, remaining seated may be nothing bad.

The second statement came breaking the ice cold silence, tearing the hollow pacing its way into the young boy's ears, he would look at the man and speak in a calm cold voice “No matter... No harm done.” his stance it was no stance a man with no knowledge in physical combat would arm up with, it was apparent although very feint, almost not appearing due to the man's relaxed air, this man, he was both frightening yet thrilling, Tsuneo had to swallow an edgy smirk for the sanity's sake.

As he stood with the man moving towards a man that suddenly began squealing in pain and agony  due to what Tsuneo left in him... A centipede in his head, destroying his brain, it was an ordinary centipede, something Tsuneo endured in the past while being tortured at war, which led to his sanity dying, accepting his insanity led to his current state.

The young man spoke to the man before him “Are you a physical fighter?” He asked bluntly wanting to know, perhaps if this man knew about swords, Tsuneo would be interested in what knowledge this man may in order to aid himself about the art of swords, for he was interested in it, he was far too interested in it.


The young criminal spoke once again warning  the man standing before him in a calm manner “You might want to leave, these punks hunt Nuke-nin on a daily basis, remaining with me might cause you several headaches..” He spoke honestly and clearly, hiding his identity was not much of an issue now, it's more like he no longer cares.

And so the boy waited silently for the man's response, his cold dead eyes left hanging on the man as the boy watched him carefully, the centipede was alarmed, he'd rather keep his guard up at all times, no time to hesitate or to think, the simple moment he realizes hostility towards him he'd attack, even if it were a loved one, sure there are exceptions, but they were rather few.

The sun sunk in the horizon beyond the eyes of the dextrous centipede, giving a bloody red hue to the area, a truly enjoyable setting for murder, Tsuneo's heart no longer held hesitation, not a slight bit of hesitation  was left in the boy, being mentally and physically tortured was far enough for the young boy,  

It's funny he felt that the man was very much similar to him, they both had that dextrous aura, but while his was relaxed, Tsuneo's was bathed in insanity and intensity, the calm breeze of a sun dawn brushed against the grassy field as it bid farewell to the dying  bright light welcoming the bloody light of a battlefield's bloody massacre, the  light reflected in the eyes of the boy as he sensed the bastards approaching far off in the distance, it was time to knock out the whole band of misfits, but where they the misfits, or was it Tsuneo,he's the criminal after all, no?

And so the boy would sip some tea in two cups and hand one to the man before him, placing the pot after picking it up once again in where it once stood beside the boy, Tsuneo would seem lax and cold when in a social situation, but whilst fighting, all sense of sanity or mindfulness is gone, his only wish whilst fighting is;  absolute annihilation of the enemy, regardless of who it is, feelings are powerful, underestimating the young boy's hatred and rage proves to be deadly, as they are truly lethal.

The young boy began taking sips with his eyes glaring into the tea and at the reflection of his picture as rippled with the ripples Tsuneo's sips made, enjoying a cup of tea before battle, Tsuneo may have become lethal but he certainly didn't lose his taste, indeed he didn't.

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The man noticed him approach: how could he not? It wasn’t common to see a man armed with a pair of swords, with one eye covered approach you and when it did happen, most of the time you’d be forced to react sharply, however this boy...this figure that was perched almost comfortably on top of the steady rock looked towards the stranger as though he was an old acquaintance. As if there was nothing about his appearance that seemed to startle him or promote uneasy thoughts to cloud his perception of him. The young man looked calmer than ever, maybe for his own reasons, and Binsu couldn’t help but empathise with him. The swordsman felt as though he and the boy were long lost friends, or at least partners, that understood each other more than a mother knew her child. But he couldn’t be rational, he couldn’t judge the man boy too soon, he couldn’t assume anything. In a world where the chances of something happening were as good as the chances of nothing happening, assumptions were poisonous.

The boy looked alert, something Binsu would’ve expected from a man that had taken down a significantly large number of goons alone without breaking a sweat. He looked too calm to have been intimidated by the swordsman’s sudden if not unexpected arrival, which was good. The boy kept his guard up for all the good reasons, but that didn’t stop him from welcoming the kind stranger with humble words instead of misunderstood attacks. “No matter... No harm done.” He spoke with a calm, cool voice. Anger, annoyance and all the other negative emotions were absent in his words, his tone. That soft and desirable tone. Binsu gave the man a nod, accompanied with a gentle smile as to say ‘i’m glad you weren’t bothered’.

A small squeal could heard in the background, as one of the fallen men continued suffering from the attacks Binsu’s new acquaintance had thrown towards him only moments before the battle ended. When Binsu shot the man a slow glance, he saw a long insect crawling in and out of the man’s head. A centipede by the looks of it. The torture he must’ve been in, Binsu would never understand. From his faint cries Binsu could tell the man was in pain, and that he wouldn’t die any time soon, not before he went mad from the centipede’s treturous  brainwashing tactics. The swordsman almost felt sorry for the man, but not before he felt a great wave of disapprovement of his skills as a killer. If you could not kill your target, you deserved the death and torture they had prepared for you in retaliation.

Binsu’s glare at the poor soul that lay suffering before his eyes was interrupted by a stunning question from the seated boy, a question that he didn’t know how to answer truthfully to, but would attempt to anyway. “Are you a physical fighter?” the boy had asked, with a hint of wonder in his words. The swordsman sat on the question for a while, throwing it around his hollow conscious and wrapping his mind around it. He took his gaze towards the stream of water that flowed from the great waterfall itself, down through the forest. He could hear the loud crashing of the water as it fell from a smaller waterfall that appeared only a few feet away from their location. The swordsman held his gaze, as he began to answer the man’s alluring question. “I fight based on what my objectives are, what my opponents are. Like water takes on the shape of its container, i change my fighting style to fit the shape of the battle.” Binsu watched the cunning man with a cunning look on his face. He looked desperate, but not too desperate.

Binsu's glare drifted away from the man and onto the cup of tea his new acquaintance had so kindly prepared for him. The jounin was aware of the dangers of accepting food from strangers, but he couldn't care less about how he'd prefer to die. Offering the man a kind smile and a small bow of the head that said 'thank you' the rogue took the cup into his left hand and slowly took a sip, tilting the edges of the cup down inside his mouth before feeling the hot wave of tea meet his lips. He'd draw the cup back the moment he felt too much of the warm tea had flowed into his mouth. Then after swallowing, he'd hear the man say, “You might want to leave, these punks hunt Nuke-nin on a daily basis, remaining with me might cause you several headaches..” "Let them come, and if i get a headache this tea shall relieve me," Binsu would reply in a cold and mocking tone. He'd shoot his partner a smirk, before placing his right hand firmly on the edge of the hilt of his Daken blade. He'd wait for his cue to attack.


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As if he was brother he lost as a child, or a friend he lost as a child, the man standing before him was indeed strange. He was gentle, he was sure, and he was sharp, his actions held no hesitation, he showed in plain simplicity, that he cares not for delusions, and fears, for it was all a sign of weakness, and it was all a mere stubborn illness. The man was quite simple in his answer to the young one's question, he was truly an engaging fella, and someone to watch out for, he spoke about his proficiency in the art of fighting and murder, he was as flexible as liquid.

He spoke about so with extreme simplicity, from anther's mouth that would seem truly arrogant and boastful, but this man was no cocky man, he was simply honest, and strict although his words were spoken in what seemed to be a relaxed, Tsuneo couldn't help but feel the strange bond of partnership between him and the man before him, not the beneficial partnership, it  was brotherhood, he knew not how to explain sch a situation, but by merely being around him their auras intertwined, why?

_.They^.came_.

And before soon a horde of idiots came twenty five shinobi, all builds were above average, their formation was quite strategic instead of the usual ''surround and attack'' failure of a formation, almost all of them are armed six of them held bow guns, other held swords, spears, and a variety of other weapons it seems that these are all of them, the group hunting the young boy gathered to exterminate him as a last option since many of them were mercilessly slayed, the young boy was far from sad, if anything he was quite pleased, he stood up as a fierce burst of air came towards everyone in the area, a dark gloom hovered over the area, the area seemed surrounded with his black chakra as it nearly appeared like burning black flames while Tsuneo peeked at the group of fools with his raging red eye, it was no sharingan, but a mere eye that reflected his rage.

It Began

The conflict between the boy and his partner against the group of weaklings.

Three

He ran to the center of the field as three approached him from the air with their daggers infused with chakra aiming to rip him apart, but in a flash he disappeared, not in flash they realized his presence soon after. Taking a step back and jumping  above them he took one by the collar and threw him aside, leaving two next each other in the air, was exactly what he did only to place his hand on one of their heads aiming to kill them both in one blow, but the one on the other side dodge and by forcing his way down to the ground, by then his partner died midair due to his head being pierced by lightning, and still Tsuneo never gave up as if he knew the other one would dodge, and so he reacted by waving his hand with it the lance down cutting the man from the head into two halves and the one on the ground from the waist was cut and murdered dissected into two parts; upper and lower.

three down twenty two left or perhaps not? His  own partner was hard at work, Tsuneo knew ever since he saw him, he was no joke, the man he felt this brotherhood with, was a lethal fierce man, or at least his power is, his calm demeanor and relaxed attitude showed Tsuneo this man was not just another shinobi. And so the young boy raged in the battlefield, and it was time to show his full power, perhaps not, but Tsuneo was just up to some showing off, and he would make sure to enjoy it.

Five

He ran straight ahead as five came his way, exactly the same way.  And it appeared the the guy holding the bows weren't planning on slacking off they aimed for Tsuneo and perhaps his partner, as they unleashed their arrows, Tsuneo  would simply enjoy this, the arrows came rushing at him in random paths, Tsuneo would spin in horizontal manner midair, avoiding the arrows while few of them grazed his skin, he would then rush towards them while one threw his sickle that was tied to a chain towards the boy, Tsuneo smiled as he ducked  away from the slash, and took hold of the chain binding the sickle, pulling the man closer punching him in the stomach, The young boy however wasted a life for no reason, and used lives as shields for his own life, a pathetic way but it showed how brutal his desire for survival was, he would move the  knocked out man to his right side shielding himself from three arrows that gave the man his death as a human meat shield, advancing towards the four remaining with each one of them a sword in hand, the young sealing master dashed sweeping one of his feet and punching his heart and neck  and with the man's own sword in hand he would pierce his neck and render him nothing but a slayed fallen man. The young man was then surrounded by three remaining hostiles that were soon stopped from moving completely they'd struggle to escape but no can do, three chains stretched out of the young boy's lower back, as if tails.

more arrows came raining down at Tsuneo whom used the three captured men as shields , arrows filled their bodies, they were more hedgehogs than humans now. Tsuneo would remove one arrow and throw it back at one of the men that held the bows Tsuneo chains would chase the man and soon capture two of them, and it would be safe to say that both of them had their heads twisted backwards.

The young boy took a glance at his partner to see how he was doing, and continued with the task at hand; eliminating the vermin.

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Bloody silence, they laid waste  to their bludgeoned enemies, none was shown mercy, they brutally dashed through their enemies, ripping them apart, destructively destroying them, exploiting openings, countering, dodging, attacking, and never defending, they never stopped for a moment they kept advancing, showing no hint of stopping, victory was not what they wanted, they had no such thing in mind, however, for the sake of survival, they will triumph, or so Tsuneo felt, he felt as if their minds were linked, they both were loners aiming to survive the brutality of this world, and there was no one to trust but themselves.

 Collapse-able were their enemies, and collapse is what they eventually were forced to do, one by one, mercy? No mercy, murder? Murder is all that was done, escape? They fought for so, they had to escape, and their escape was the destruction of their enemies, their only way of surviving is by tarnishing the existences of others and erasing them, they were born innocent, free of all sins, and clean of all bloodshed, the world tainted them and painted them to its liking them, rendering them nothing but murderous, evil? It's a necessary evil, fate had forced their hands.

As they stood before the last enemy, and their leader, side by side they stood gazing at him with their intentions, no they had nothing such as a killing intent, Tsuneo would assume so was true for the man, as he had no killing intent in his actions or actual intentions, he merely intended to survive, and if they remain alive, they endanger his survival, his killing intent was far more brutal and horrifying, and as he released it towards the man, the man was struck aghast by the abhorrent chakra, and the abhorrent intent, Tsuneo knew nothing about him, nor did he, but can someone desire to kill someone so much without knowing them, just for survival, it was suffocating red and black, bloody and abhorrent, this intent was far from one a sane person could send out.

And so thee centipede burst from from his place like a rocket after exchanging glances with his partner, as if informing him of his next move, as if they were linked, mentally. The young boy stood to the left side of his partner but raged to the right. And as he stood there, Tsuneo, attacked, the man countered by punching Tsuneo on the stomach, Tsuneo was pushed back but unfazed by the punch, reason? He used his shirt to replace himself, only to appear like a shadow from behind him, and punch him four times destroying his arm with the pain, and breaking it from the elbow's area.


He let his partner do his fare of damage and wrapped his chains around the man's body restricting his movements for good.

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Tsuneo's centipede began crawling inside the man's head, and the interrogation began, every time the man declined to answer, Tsuneo bit off a bit of his flesh , and spat it away to his side, it was more painful this way, any interrogation would end easily this way, it was a method he disliked for its nature, but liked for its effectiveness, he continued torturing the man and asking him questions, gaining a healthy amount of information out of the cursed bastard, the actions of this group were nothing short of a heinous crime, they're just a group of bandits that hunted nuke-nin for money, another group of lowlife Tsuneo ended, though this time he received help from the man he sensed great harmony from, Tsuneo was amazed and thrilled during the fight, if one would call it that, Tsuneo looked at it as a one sided massacre.

He moved gracefully, he was powerful, he trusted his instincts and never fell prey to their assault, it as obvious he was not someone used to this scenery, but to calmly accept it, this man while he had Tsuneo thrilled, anyone would think of him as frightening, someone who can remain calm after such a view, it was truly astonishing, Tsuneo could think of nothing but how the man simply amazed him.

Tsuneo loved it, he found someone just like him, although he may not be used to things Tsuneo is used to, It was truly pleasuring, but this man was no rival to him, he sensed great harmony between the two, they understood each other, and acknowledged one another, Tsuneo was no longer the friendly guy he was, but he knew in just one look, that these they are not enemies, and if anything, they're partners, lifetime partners.

After the interrogation had ended the young centipede moved towards the side of his partner sitting there, not a word, not a letter was spoken, but their thoughts entered each others head, its as if Tsuneo shared his past with the man, through his glare, they both were victims to the cruelty of this world, and they both were survivors, they both were strong, and they both were the fittest, thus, their survival, while each one of them had their different motives, Tsuneo was sure that they were very much the same, regardless of goals and motives, they both were lone wolfs never accepted for their nature, the nature raised by this world of unfairness.

The young man spoke in his usual cold tone and sharp decisive voice asking the male:“What is it, that you live for...?” A question we've all asked ourselves, Tsuneo also asked himself that question, but never found the answer, to protect his loved ones, but is there really anyone remaining, which led him to ask himself, “Of my loved ones, who remains?” He had no one, no one to care for or to love, his master, does she even care about his existence? He doesn't know. His friends were all killed, none remained, the boy he met Yuzu was the last if anyone remained beside him, he didn't even know if his brother is sill alive, he knew nothing, why does he continue to live, why does he continue to fight, what is there in living.

-FLASHBACK

For a second, despair hovered in the boy's eyes, the past returned to the present and is now walking towards the future, motivating Tsuneo, it spoke to him telling him who he fights for, he was told:

“Why must you fight for someone?”
“Why must you fight to protect”
“Why not fight for the opposite”

The world is your enemy, it tortured you, put you down, smacked you to the ground and ripped you apart, spit you out, and left you to be covered by sand carried by the storms of unfair situations, leaving you to dry out, die, and rot away.

Nobody cares, nobody loves, nobody fights, this world is impure, but pure existences exist, if you need someone to fight for fight for pure, for the damned, and for the poor, and destroy the world, and recreate it.... A NEW

The world is your enemy, fight and destroy, kill the strongest, stop this unfairness, and stop this world from becoming any dirtier, Tsuneo, become terror and raise hell infront of their eyes, show them that you are the product of this world's cruelty. Perhaps you were forced to live in the life you call hell, perhaps a higher existence created you, in order to purify this wretched world, or maybe not, who cares for that hubris? No one, but at least now you know, the world is wrong, and you must destroy that wrong, use your hatred, use your despair, use your insanity, and.... OBLITERATE

-FLASHBACK

The boy's eyes glittered with despair and hatred, he was truly the product of this world's dark side, he was a monstrosity, their voices reside in his head, the countless victims of his, he was the final product, the hopeful Tsuneo died and became this unnamed monster that looked at the world as his own enemies, no sane man would fight the world, good for him he was insane.


“My name is Tsuneo.... My purpose....” he would pause until his sincere words escaped his lips “I desire this world's  destruction, and I will do my best to annihilate it. And build it a new” That was his purpose, this world's destruction is all he wanted, nothing more, nothing less.

Uzumaki Tsuneo, the centipede, he was truly as dextrous as his nickname, he would protect the pure, and destroy the wretched, he would destroy the world and create a haven for the damned and the pure, the fire in his eyes burned all that fell in its path, 'twas the fires of his hatred, his revenge was no longer against a single man alone, but against the whole world, against all existences, what would hold him back, someone that loves him? As if such someone existed, there's nothing but darkness for the lonesome boy.

However, Binsu appeared as someone different, he was not your average skilled shinobi, he's most likely tasted the same despair, Tsuneo could only assume, he sat there awaiting his friends reply, Tsuneo thought that Binsu might be pissed, or might get mad and decide to fight the lonesome boy, he knew not, but still he never had his guard up against him, he felt that it would be a betrayal to the feeling of brotherhood, or that strong feeling of harmony between them, and so he remained lax infront of the man, he smiled a troubled smile as he looked at his reflection in the water.

He was unsure, will this man accept him for his darkness, or will he fight him, it was his decision, he would not blame him for not accepting his own insanity. Night fell, the moon shown beautifully on this accursed world, the petals of spider lilies glittered under its light as the wind blew kindly brushing against the boy's hair, caressing him gently, Tsuneo's lethal side had gone to sleep, his eyes would calm, his gentleness would appear in a glowing white light reflected by his white hair.

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The young boy smiled faintly but the vision of him glaring down at the burning remains of villages  he wishes to destroy was drawn in his eyes, he spoke in his blunt sharp voice, explaining his darkest emotion: Hatred.

“I myself don't know if you call this living, but I continue to stand on my two feet for only one  thing, it's a  bloody revenge, against whom? Against this pitiful excuse for a world.” He didn't lengthen his words or anything, but merely admitted the truth, his vengeance wasn't against one man, but all men, all those with power and all those that stand in his way.

He spoke once more, saying his mere words as he left into the depths of the woods, taking the bag he carried with his hand over his shoulder as it stuck to his back, he spoke saying: “Meet me where the darkness gathers. It was nice meeting you Binsu, let us see how many tomorrows, we both can see.”

And so the boy left fading into the forest, after saying his goodbyes to his dear partner, such an interesting man he was, not only was his power bewitching, but his resolve was quiet the intriguing one.

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