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Ongoing, First published Mar 29, 2017
To be given a second chance at life was a blessing. But to be given a chance to go back in time was miraculous. Still, having your twenty-two year old soul shoved back into your eleven year old body was not a pleasant experience for Sakura Haruno. But the fate of the world rested on her shoulders, and she wasn't going to let it down.

She was officially back to square one.

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A Haruno's Insanity (Rewrite)

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In the aftermath of a devastating war, Haruno Sakura, a renowned medical shinobi, is left shattered by the loss of her beloved daughter. Desperate and consumed by grief, she forms an unlikely alliance with a former adversary in a desperate attempt to revive her child. However, their forbidden ritual fails, resulting in catastrophic consequences that claim both their lives. Sakura awakens in the body of her 13-year-old self, but this time, she is not the same. The trauma of her past life has left her mentally broken, transforming her into a crazed, bloodthirsty warrior trapped in the form of a young girl. As she navigates her second chance at life, Sakura's fractured mind blurs the line between reality and madness, pushing her to the brink of insanity. "A Haruno's Insanity" is a dark and gripping tale of loss, resurrection, and the unrelenting descent into the depths of a shattered psyche.