Inner Turmoil

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Hana's POV :

I am dead .

"You looked just like them."
I died again.
"Your precious village wasn't what you thought it was."
I died again.
I wondered how someone could die so many times while still breathing.
I sensed death. I saw it. I tasted it.
Yet it still taunted me, laughing at my insignificant existence. I was nothing more than a fragile girl who smiled foolishly and got excited about trivial things. Just a fading, foolish star.
I saw stars!
Was it dark already? Or was I just convincing myself that I saw them? No, they were there, shining in the empty sky, real. Was my soul ascending or my mind melting away? I felt like I was floating, yet I was still in my place. Did death need more reasons to take my wretched soul?
Too many questions and too few answers.

The stars shimmered and danced, each one pulsing with primal energy, challenging the others for dominance in the dark void. I lost myself in their mesmerizing display, minutes or hours slipping by unnoticed.

Until the lights became too intense - searing my eyes, pounding in my head, scorching my very essence.
The heat built up, engulfing me.

Blood rose in my throat – or was it just a memory of blood? My parents' blood on the floor, my blood sinking into the forest soil, the blood of truth and lies blending until I couldn't distinguish one from the other.

My consciousness flickered like a candle in the wind. I could almost feel the metal pieces shifting inside me, each one a tangible reminder of unanswered questions. What truly occurred that night? Why was my parents' demise concealed? What secrets was Konoha hiding?

I sensed Shima's chakra on my skin. It was like golden threads trying to mend me, battling death stitch by stitch. I concentrated on that feeling, using it as a lifeline to pull myself back from the edge.

The pain was unbearable now, no longer distant but immediate and raw.

Then, darkness. It enveloped me entirely, a void where even my senses couldn't penetrate. The pain from the metal shards ebbed and flowed like waves on the shore.

I delved into it, feeling nothing anymore.

~So what do you think ?

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