"𝐖𝐡𝐲 𝐝𝐨 𝐈 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬?" - 𝐊. 𝐁𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐠𝐨 𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐈𝐧𝐟𝐨: This story is Slowburn, follows a couple of months after the epilogue and is accurate/realistic. WARNING: My writing style is very detailed, so if you aren't into detailed writing, please either leave or skip scenes. Please don't leave comments regarding my very detailed writing. ──────── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───────── 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐨 𝐢𝐧 "𝐏𝐭: 𝟎 - 𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐨" 𝐔𝐩𝐥𝐨𝐚𝐝 𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝𝐮𝐥𝐞: Every Saturday - Anytime Every Wednesday - Anytime 𝐆𝐨𝐚𝐥: 45k votes by August 5th

Arisu Senju is the direct descendant of Senju Tobirama. Like her ancestor, she is a strong believer of the Will of Fire. She inherited the role of Kage, for Konoha. No, not Kage as in the Hokage, but as in Kage for shadow. Her sole duty is to protect Konoha with all her might and every fibre of her being. Arisu was a prodigy, one more capable than any other. She foresaw the sole survivor of the Uchiha clan massacre turning on Konoha and decided to take matters into her own hands. Kage know nothing but the Will of Fire, they stay in the shadows and out of sight. They are the ones behind the Hokage that secretly guard the land. Arisu was determined to be the greatest Kage. The one to insure peace for generations...even if it meant the elimination of all who stood in her way. - "What the hell did I ever do to you?!" Demanded Sasuke, "Tell me!!" She turned and stared him in the eye. "It's not your fault...it's the fault of your ancestors." Arisu told him as she unsheathed her katana. He stared at her, "That isn't my fault! I'm not them!" "No, you're not...but you have their blood." She breathed, "this blade has been past down for generations in my family...do you know who forged it?" "I-!" "Senju Tobirama, my great grandfather," Arisu said coldly, "do you know whose blood stains it's blade? The ones it was built to slay?" "No." The young Uchiha admitted. "It was built to slay Uchiha." She revealed as her eyes narrowed, "Come! Join your ancestors and kin as their blood cries out!" She slashed downwards and waited for blood to be spilt. But, the ground remained dry, and her blade wasn't tainted. "Please..." he whispered as he embraced her, "allow me to defy my ancestors...allow me to love you." She pursed her lips and spoke, "I cannot." But she could defy hers.

~What if Rhysand's sister had fought back the day that Tamlin's father hunted them down? Fought enough to buy her life?~ Arwen escaped that day, scarred and ruined, but alive. Residing in her brother's city, she hides behind a mask of bliss before the coming of Amarantha. At a stranger's glance, there is little more she could ask for. Expensive dresses line her wardrobes, a home of great expanse, a circle of friends, and most of all, a mate. But pain boils behind that mask, and soon it will spill over. It was only a matter of time. Slow Burn Pre-ACOTAR Top ranking #1 in ACOTAR #2 in RHYSANDS SISTER

"Continuarono ad amarsi fino alla fine dei tempi. Fino ad un'altra vita." "In Another Life"sequel TRADUZIONE DEL SEQUEL "IN OUR LIFE" DI @piss_dumpster LINK PER LA STORIA ORIGINALE: https://archiveofourown.org/works/25675708 Agosto 2020