His current emotional state defied succinct description - was it a symphony of melancholy or a sea of sorrow? Uncertain, he yearned to revert to the innocence of childhood, where solace could be sought from parental embrace... He yearned for his mother's embrace, only to watch her rush past him to enfold another. In that poignant moment, he pondered whether he should have let that forbidden alien take over his mass or rather let his pitiful cratered soul evanesce from this dilapidated body... •...𝔑𝔬𝔴, 𝔴𝔞𝔱𝔠𝔥 𝔥𝔦𝔪 𝔟𝔲𝔯𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔩𝔞𝔰𝔱 𝔳𝔢𝔰𝔱𝔦𝔤𝔢𝔰 𝔬𝔣 𝔥𝔬𝔭𝔢 𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔫 𝔥𝔦𝔪 𝔲𝔫𝔱𝔦𝔩 𝔞𝔩𝔩 𝔣𝔲𝔢𝔩 𝔡𝔦𝔰𝔦𝔫𝔱𝔢𝔤𝔯𝔞𝔱𝔢 𝔦𝔫𝔱𝔬 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔫 𝔞𝔦𝔯...• •••••••••••• -Today I woke up felling sad imagining a depressive story of boruto meeting back his parents so y'all gonna be sad with me. 🌚 -This is my first story Im actually posting here(not really actually)( I'm kinda failing English tho so correct me if there's any spelling mistake) -well I hope y'all enjoy the story (spoilers:it's gonna be pretty bad) but yeah 🧍♀️ The characters are not mine, they all belong to their rightful author. Word count: 799