An Ambition
Tsuneo sat down near the corpse of the bear he had just slaughtered ,it was a good feeling,his lightning had a stronger impact,a stronger cutting edge,and a stronger rage,it seemed Tsuneo finally succeeded in his training to strengthen his primary element,Lightning,Tsuneo was not only a genius but a dedicated hard working shinobi,he would always break limits that stand in his way,and the way of his ambitions,Tsuneo never accepted limits,he would always seek the destruction of such"limits",Tsuneo loved challenges,he takes those limits as challenges,and had succeeded in breaking them each time he faced these challenging limits,Tsuneo never wavered,he stood firm and tall,he takes pride in being an Uzumaki,Tsuneo never accepted fate,insted he'd always challenge it,perhaps that's the reason for Tsuneo's suffering?,well it mattered not,Tsuneo was in too deep to back down now,the last thing he'd think of right now is backing out.
He Spoke
Tsuneo spoke with a detesting tone "by the by you will soon die" his words were threatening,and were aimed clearly towards his target of revenge,Tsuneo wanted revenge,and so he said "my name is revenge,and I've come to claim my name"his words were like a piercing dagger,piercing the ears of whoever heard them,his eyes staring into the distance,like the eyes of a hawk that saw nothing but its prey,will his quest for revenge ever end,how far must Tsuneo go to claim his revenge.
The Devilish Night
the deadly silence surrounded Tsuneo,while the stars lightened up the night sky,with the dazzling moon bewitching all eyes of those staring,taking them in deeply like an ocean,sunk the eyes of all who stared at it as if sinking in an ocean,an ocean of sad emotions,emotions that stung the hearts of the hurt,what use is this heart,hiding in the chest of Tsuneo,hating all that the world had to offer,Tsuneo held his coat from the area of where his heart is place,clenching his fist as if blaming his heart for holding these negative emotions,who else is there to blame,Tsuneo started walking back to the village,in this dark night,in the forest,Tsuneo moved like a ghost,his steps were silent,his eyes shone under the deep moon,he completed his training successfully again,Tsuneo headed for his apartment in the village,to rest his worn out body,and his tortured soul.
A place to call home
As Tsuneo entered his apartment,he wondered asking himself "is this a place to call home?",strange as it is,this apartment never gave the feeling of a true home,Tsuneo would only feel it was a place to exist in,it was more like a prison,Tsuneo looked at his reflection in the morning,his hair was overgrown,his skin was ever so pale,his eyes were ever so painful,when did this change occur,Tsuneo had truly changed in the past three years,he's more like a walking corpse,he was sinking in despair,Tsuneo all of a sudden started laughing maniacally,he then spoke "great,great,i shall take all pain that this world has to offer and inflict it all on my detested one,that bastard!!",a rageful laugh with rageful words,and portion of a pitch black hatred had existed in his words and in his laugh.
Sinking
Tsuneo later on calmed down,and threw himself at the bed,he was tired no longer capable of standing,he just wanted to rest,he was tired,in both soul and body,his consciousness slowly slipped into a deep sleep,no promises to keep,no friends to protect,no one to care about,no one to stand by,Tsuneo was never needed,Tsuneo was bound to remain alone,until his death,he wished over and over for someone to stand by his side,but no one would care approach,laying on his bed a tear flew from his right eye,did he want to burst into tears?,and let loose,was he incapable of crying?,or did he think it was a sign of weakness?,at least he may rest his soul by whatever dreams of past memories he might see,these were the only medicine,that kept whats left of Tsuneo's sanity,otherwise he might've turned into a wild beast himself,Tsuneo fell into his deep sleep,as he was embraced by the nights beautiful silence,and so this long day that almost seemed to be never ending,ended,Tsuneo had strengthened his element,and he now is capable of facing even difficult,and harder challenges,one would only wonder what might fate have in store?,what may await Tsuneo?,what will Tsuneo turn into?,so many questions that Tsuneo had asked himself,but as usual there are many questions,but little answers,Tsuneo questioned himself about many things,he searched for the truth,only to learn that truly,ignorance is a bliss.
what could one say,when they figure out they were betrayed by everyone,and everything,betrayal,such a sore pain it is,scars may heal,but are meant to bleed,Tsuneo's scar had not stopped bleeding,so did his eyes,yet what they bled was no blood,it was tears,tears of sadness,no matter how many times Tsuneo turned to look away from the harsh reality,it would only strike him down again,again,and again,and again,Tsuneo was fed up with this pain,with this reality,maybe what he had learned was never the truth,but no matter how many times Tsuneo try's to think of anything else to make up for it,nothing would make sense but none would make sense,as did the truth he received.
Tsuneo,has no way of learning the true truth,and has no way of knowing if there was another truth,or if what he had learned is the truth for now,Tsuneo took hold of what he had and acted according to it,he was alone he was in pain,he suffered,he cried,but there was no one to stay and wipe his tears,no one to complain to,like a prison,nothing was joyful,and nothing was pleasant,truly like a person,and who would understand how suffocating loneliness is,except those who suffer from it,Tsuneo had to wipe his own tears,he had to calm himself down,he had to complain to his reflection in the broken mirror,and so he trains,as long as he keeps his mind off of his pain he could find that little piece of peace in his heart,as he grew stronger although not like before,and its an ever so feint feeling,he could feel a tiny bit of that satisfying feeling,that he was used to feel,the thing that gave Tsuneo a purpose of living was nothing but a bloody murderous revenge to calm his boiling blood,another day,different events,same suffering,a suffocating routine,for one who had lost all faith in anything that existed,he no longer saw the slightest bit of "good" in anything,Tsuneo had ended another painful day,what might fate keep in store,just might it keep?,is it more sadness,or a new hope that will shine over Tsuneo's darkened heart.