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The moon shun down on him as he walked away from a finished battle. He won of course but had been harmed. A knife had slightly slashed his face leaving a scar between his eyes down to his cheek. He could barely feel pain that tried to plagued him. He was born a ninja and warrior, the last descendent of Naruto. His lonely heart yearned for a companion but his brain told him he would only bring harm to others and he had to go on alone. He walked farther into a dark grassy forest, feeling nothing but regret and resentment from the battle he just fought. It was for a mere child. He bought his sword down hard on the ground as an attempt to relieve his anger. He loved, cared, and was brave but sometimes these charectertics fought against him. He was determined not to let his heart get into the way of his duties of konoha and that he would never give up for what he was fighting for. Was it love he fought for? Or a peaceful world with no conflictions of war? Whatever it was, he was lonely, a ninja that searched for some form of justice. He lives with the name his ancestor brought upon him, the name all feared, Dikute.
I will be Next Hokage
I will not go bk on my Word or Promises
And i Wont Lose to No1
Cos thats my way of the Ninja
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