tattooed tears of Joy.

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I simply couldn’t force myself away, no matter what. I was overcome with the words that he had told me across our meeting. I’d become my own worst enemy- On that day I’d promised myself to never allow myself to become so helpless again, and I’d relinquished my weaknesses so long ago only to have them return slowly but surely across time. It was pathetic and I couldn’t bear see myself like that again. I breathed- I felt rejuvenated, new. I felt so much, I felt the undying love for my dead brother but at the same time, I repudiated the fact that I had slipped down to become but a small fraction of life itself whilst he had risen up above my reach. I’d lowered my standards, I’d become soft and through that I’d unconsciously allowed myself to become nothing compared to him. Merely a grain of sand. But not any more. Not now that everything was so clear and yet at the same time, blindingly hazy. I could see for the first time in what felt like years- it was years. I now felt understanding of the power that I’d gained over the last few years, each little bit of doubt having melted away in to the very crevices of the cave that surrounded me. But it wasn’t enough- I needed more. Ue had been told to be immense in his skill – I had to up my game at the moment what I had wasn’t enough and I felt the need for power more than ever.

I’d survived for this long.



I couldn’t let anyone outdo me.

And he spoke of his shadow- as if it was something irreplaceable. I could easily bypass the skill that he showed given the chance. I was more of a man than Ue could have ever been, I’d always been destined to bypass him, I’d been told- Yes- So long ago I’d missed it. I’d missed her and her sweet, soothing voice in my mind, whispering such things to me that I had negated for the last portion of my life. I could remember, remember the.. secrets which I’d been told and the achievements that I was to gain and complete which had brought me so much justification back then from the things I’d suffered. I could remember indulging my porcelain skin with the blood of shinobi who couldn’t even dream of being as great as I was, the screams which had echoed through the camps which I’d slaughtered with my bare hands. I needed that release again. Such beautiful imagery of my prime flooded back to me and bringing forth the same hunger which I’d been neglecting. I was famished. I had to seize the power which he had once held in his hands and not inherit, but tear it away from him. With no-one left to compare me to I was free to make my own choices, to make my own legacy. Breathe. I continued.

”Ue was and is..” I murmured.

”..inferior to me.”
I spoke, a strong, corrupt air of confidence bequeathing my words.

I’d succumbed to an illness which, given my abilities, I could have undoubtedly overcome. I outmatched him in so many ways and yet at the same time it just wasn’t enough. I needed to engorge myself on every possibility to grow that was offered, and it just so happened that power had taken the form of a man who stood before me. I.. detested the idea of sticking with someone in order to grow- to progress. But despite the raw power which radiated within me at the moment which I craved to unleash, I not only wanted more from myself, but at the same time I needed leverage which only he possessed. I was conflicted. He could offer so much, assign to me the same strength which he’d given my brother. Such lies of me being less worthy than him and being a failure were due to come to a stop as I was determined to show him, show Kouketsu, show the world what they had been dismissing. I'd live up to the tale that my brother had created and destroy it in my own name. I’d show everyone the pain which I’d gone through so that they could feel the same crippling effect of the fucking world. My gaze turning to the Uchiha, I began to speak, merely a moment after he’d finished his inquiry. I was due to create my bitter mark on the world and I could feel each passing moment agonizingly biting at my head and I felt compelled to submit myself.

"..Who do you think will be capable of giving you opportunity to make your dreams a reality; to make the world bow at your splendor and unprecedented greatness?"

"You."

I breathed the word.
Everything was so intoxicating.

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The eyes peering through the awkward masked were illuminated with the glow of triumph as Blanche spoke her words of damnation, resigning herself to the fate that lay hidden within her blood. They were monsters, the lot of them - no matter how much they denied this bitter fact, it was impossible to escape the destiny that fate had placed before them. This force -- wholly unnatural -- is what drew them together, breaking any and all boundaries that might have been erected to prevent the inevitable reunion. Splinters of the same vile, treacherous soul, their ambitions and goals were one in the same.

Up until now, Blanche had merely sipped from the overflowing fountain of strength that her masked acquaintance represented. But now, she would drink in full - bathe herself in the indescribable radiance of unadulterated power. He would show her the ways; help her grow, properly, into the beast she had pointlessly attempted to hide for oh, so long.

The gloved hand that assertively pointed to her shifted, outstretching in anticipation of her own tender hand. "Come," he commanded smoothly. He'd already turned slightly, facing the exit more so than the Kusakage. "Your audience awaits."

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"Come,"

And he beckoned for me to move myself out of the darkness and approach his form in the prestigious light that bathed him. My eyes darting from each little detail in the cave, back to the man before me, I found my feet unconsciously stepping forwards, slow at first before I retained a good pace. This was the start – the start of the end that I had so recklessly forgotten. The start of everything which I had always wanted. Everything felt as if it was painfully burning, my head pounding. It wasn’t long until sunlight hit my face once more, my angelic features bathed in it as my gold hair glowed in its valor. With a single, feminine movement my arm dropped and in turn slid my gloved hand in to Kouketsu’s own as I embraced his proposal.

I felt so ill.



But at the same time, so empowered.

The world was mine.

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