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"Alright, weirdo, what could you be hiding?" Marie asked herself as she sat on her desk. Her head was wrapped in a towel, having just showered to clear her mind of guilt and worry for taking things. It felt weird to take items from her disappeared friend's home, behind the backs of people that trust her. In a way, she felt awful. Wouldn't this stuff be better in the hands of proper authorities? Professionals? Even try to tell Fei's parents? Ask?
"Gh! Don't feel guilty, Marie! What authority would believe the things you saw that night? No one! Besides, you're doing this for Fei! And we're gonna find her!" She told herself, nodding with a small grunt before hastily opening to the first page.
14th of April,
I keep this journal as a way to collect my thoughts and my experiences. Lord Gouki gave it to me as a gift for being so dedicated to servitude. My Lord is a gracious man, and has gone everything in his power to train me, help me unlock my power and figure out my purpose. That purpose... it's to serve.
My 4 years of loyalty has led me to this point. Of course, I served him since I was born, but even if I was given a choice, I would choose no other option. As of writing, I am near chuunin level thanks to my Lord's harsh but necessary training. There is no time to waste, and to fulfill my duty to its fullest, I would rather not waste time either.
I was, and still am, the best that he has. Born to fight for him, serve him, and protect him. He has taken care of me since the abandonment of my own clan and the death of my only family, my mother. I will make sure I devote every moment of my life to paying him back.
Recently, I have been having this pesky feeling. Feeling? More like a pesky itch. I have been sensing something within me, as if something was missing. A part of me. I have no injuries and no faults in my body that need tending to. I knew that someday, my dragon is to awaken, but... I'm not quite sure. I have told my Lord about this situation but.. well. He says it's far too early, and not to linger on it. So, I won't. I simply just wrote about it.
I'm a growing ninja, and I've just turned 6... maybe it has something to do with that. But as suggested by my Lord, I'm not going to think about it. My education. My training. My life must be devoted to Lord Gouki.
Today, to my misfortune, I start my first mission with fellow teammates in order to take care of some nuisances that may serve to block Lord Gouki's ultimate goal. I say misfortune because I loathe my teammates. They look at me with disdain, but I don't care. They're not who I work for. What I don't like, however, is when they underestimate and reduce my skills and level because of my age. To that, I simply want to rip them apart. It's not that I couldn't, just attack when they truly get on my nerve for the final time, but that would likely make Lord Gouki upset. Besides, I know that I'm valued by my Lord, I know my own worth compared to them, and I know that the power within me is unique and strong. They are envious of that, and thus act more childish than me.
They can continue, but I won't speak if my temper gets the better of me.
"What the fuck is this guy on about??" Marie asked herself, gawking at the paragraph she had read, "he talks like he's actually some ninja with superpowers and shit. Am I really reading this right?" Marie got up and stretched, shaking herself and moving around to ensure that she was, in fact, awake.
"Nah... I'm most definitely awake," Marie sighed as she sat back down, "Even with all that... what a depressing way to look at life. The only purpose of living is to serve? That's terrible. At best, this is a fanfic this guy wrote that got way deep in his head. At worst, he was manipulated into believe something nonexistent. And he's six here? This is made up right?" Marie kept reading.
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I'll Find My Way Back (Stuck In Naruto)
FanfictionThe story of Fei Ren, a normal girl who ends up in a strange world after a car crash. She has no idea where she is but recieves help from people from a near by village. However, she is forced to adapt to the new customs and rules that this unorthodo...
