𝟎𝟓. PISSED
-ˋˏ ༻♛༺ ˎˊ-
DURING AT NIGHT, Celena slept soundly in her bed with Hayami changing her towel to somehow lower her fever that showed up unexpectedly making the Uzumaki feel weak the whole evening.
The old woman sigh "You really sure enjoy overworking yourself" she whispers out of the blue as she twist the door knob open and left, closing the door. A hooded person enters himself towards the apartment as he cautiously opens Celena's window.
He then stood beside Celena's bedridden figure before pulling out a small box containing a blood sample of a treacherous and yet one of the most rare clans of all. Where it all the clans started.
"My lady.... For what you have said is true... Your descendant lies in front of me with most of your identical features, over centuries have gone you have finally have a successor. A human child to be exact..." he murmurs in such deep fascination and awe as he started to inject the blood sample to her body.
The hooded man bows down with his head onto the floor "May your successor succeeds to the mission you have given to her. Bringing peace and balance, saving humanity from chaos. As her life will have the same fate as you." His face sadden "May her life be cross and be safe from death" he whispers.
YOU ARE READING
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒
Fanfiction꒰꒰ 🍢 ˊˎ - 𝗜 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗹𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝘄𝗮𝘆 ﹌﹌ In which Boruto had ➛ ̨𖥔 ִ ་ ، ˖ ࣪ ་ ˖ ̨𖥔 ִ ་ ، ˖ ࣪ ་ ˖ a twin who's four minutes 𖥔 ִ ་ ، ˖ ࣪ ་ ˖ ̨𖥔 ִ ་ ، ˖ ࣪ ་...