The Lost Star

The Lost Star

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My first fanfic , please bare with me :D A few years before the start of Naruto: Disgraceful. A waste. Shameful. Monster. Demon. These words have become common to me. I barely even notice them as I walk down the streets. Or at least...I ignore them. It kinda hurts not being accepted, you know. Well rather, you wouldn't know. It doesn't matter anyways, one day I'll have everyone looking up at me. I'll go through all means necessary to reach that goal, and that I promise.
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Hi this is my third story I have written, this being my second Naruto Fanfiction. This is based off of my first Naruto Fanfiction, Curse of Immorality, which i have unfortunately put as discontinued/hiatus until I can think of what to do for the next chapter. Also, i promise i will finish this story! Hope you enjoy... and to remind everyone, i do not own anything except for my OC! Thank you! Summary: "What makes you human, child?" A large figure asked, it's ten-tails gracefully moved around. "My mortality." I answered, as I was being mummified by the thin but wide strands of wood. "Would you trade your mortality for-?" "No." "Why is that so?" "Because losing my mortality would mean that I would have to watch my comrades, friends and family die and I would have to live with the fact that I would never be able to join them." I explained. "It would be the most torturous thing in the world." "I'm sorry, child." It apologized. "What for?" I asked back. "For..."

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