I wanted to die, everything is trying to kill me yet couldn't.
I don't want to be here anymore... So why am I still here? Why am I still on this wretched earth?
I saw a bright light as I focused on to it, revealing someone smiling as they ran throug...
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"CLANG!"
The sound of a blade shattering sounded out among the silence, the broken part of the blade falling from the air stabbing into the dirt.
The reflection of the blade showed two figures, both having white hair and mild yellow eyes. One of them had short hair and the other had long hair reaching down their back
"I-Impossible!"
The person with short hair who was kneeled on straw breathed out, why couldn't everything be silent? Furthermore, why wouldn't he die?
The sound of breathing next to him made him realize why
My sister... I have a sister, I can't leave her all alone without her brother by her side.
The thought crawled in the back of his mind, he wanted to die. He had a wife he wanted to go back to with his sister, he wanted to live a normal life far away from society.
All he wanted was to live with his Family.
So why was he going to be executed for human things? Things he couldn't go against no matter how hard he tried.
The scenery changed to a Dungeon, his hands still tied behind his back. The dim light of a candle echoing through the hall, he was in a prison cell.
"Your name is Gabimaru, Born a shinobi in the village of Iwagakure, you studied only assassination techniques since you were a child."
A person was in front of him, stating his very life while writing it all in a book.
"Many lose their lives during training, but in exchange, those who survive develop superhuman bodies."
She continued writing until she looked up
"For someone from Iwagakure, breaking a blade with your own flesh is a simple task."
I scoffed
"Well, yeah. Someone that shitty with a sword can't hurt me. I didn't even have to use any Ninjutsu"
