Bakugo POV
"What the hell! I just wanted to ask him a few questions!" He was loud, way too loud, and knowing that Indra wasn't hesitant to fight him showed that he personally disliked this person, he was obsessed with trying to be the best. "If anything, you should tell this damn idiot to not start a fight with me!" Bakugo already wasn't fond with the way Indra interacted with him,, and Indra wasn't fond with it either. The two intensely glared at one another, seconds later Bakugo finally gave in and walked back to his seat.
Indra POV
'How humiliating, I, Otsutsuki Indra, listening to a lesser being.' In his mind, Indra disgusted the idea of obeying to lesser people, he was seen with great power, he was respected.. Why should he listen to them.. He was acknowledge.. The long haired male would glance over to his brother who sat next to him. Ashura felt that glare, and he felt it before, when he wasn't giving the title of Ninshu, and when he did everything he could to help the people at the village. He hated that feeling, he filled with lies! Lies from everyone.. Unless, he was destined to be lied to on purpose. The wielder of the Sharigan, Indra Otsutsuki. Hatred slowly grows more in those eyes, what will come of it.
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The Mystical Heroes
FanfictionIt was all set, everything to cause the events that Zetsu wanted to start. Manipulating Indra, and now having him fight off with his brother. However something went wrong when the two brothers started to fight each other, something that Zetsu didn't...
