A Second Chance (Naruto X Oc)

A Second Chance (Naruto X Oc)

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Fanfic
Naruto
They lost the great ninja war, they lost billions of great ninjas, lost many hidden villages, all because of one person. Kareta Hoshi was a rogue ninja from the Leaf. She betrayed her friends and Naruto, her best friend for power. Her life was full of lies, secrets, despair, and blood. By the time she realized her mistakes, it was too late. On the verge of death, she somehow found a way to achieve something everyone wishes to have, a second chance. She travels back in time to save the people she loves from the cruel future. But all of this comes with a heavy price, her life. She will have to overcome her mistakes from her past life and become a new person to save the future. But she is haunted by her past and starts to uncover more secrets she never knew existed. But will her former self stop her from saving everyone? Can she truly change? Was she destined to take lives and not save them? Can she handle the pressure of saving the future? ~~ We all know that I do not own Naruto. The only things I own are my OCs and drawings that have my crappy art signature on it. I also post my photography work.That's it.
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My breath fogs in the cold air as I stare out over Konoha's rooftops. I built this life here-friends who trust me, a home I can call my own, a place where no one sees past my gentle smiles and kind words. But I know what's coming: the wars, the losses, the pain that will tear this village apart. If I speak up, who'll believe me? They'll see only the harmless person I let them know, not the sharp, calculating part of me that sees every thread of the future. Better to keep my mouth shut, let them think me naive and kind... than risk being labeled a madman, or worse, lose the life I've carefully crafted.

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