Board Thread:World-wide RP/@comment-24714922-20170427032842/@comment-25687356-20170430162738

Listen & Read (Loop recommended)

As Takahiro took off into a sprint, he ran past a few destroyed buildings, that had seemingly been thrown into other buildings to destroy them as well. It was like a horror scene, whatever power this was, whoever wielded it. Could destroy more than just Sunagakure. Takahiro and Shinra both knew how strong Ranta was, but could he survive something like this? The answer was no.

When Takahiro took a corner on the open streets. Ranta along with his puppet Crow lay flat on the ground on his back with a black receiver directly through his heart. But strangely he was covered in numerous amounts of Sunagakure headbands and flowers already.

Flashback~

At the very moment when Ranta was stabbed with the black receiver he allowed it to pierce into his chest. But the black receiver first went through the arm of Crow his puppet, Ranta didn’t have much strength left but he had enough to keep going for a little while longer. Before long the building collapsed on the two men and he had successfully in his mind saved Sunagakure. Some rubble made the receiver go deep to the point he could feel the metal scraping against his heart. If he stopped pulling his small chakra thread it’d enter his body. No one could pull it out, because a split second and it’d fall in, Ranta knew this was the end. He only closed his eyes and smiled.

Then a large group of Sunagakure people that were freed due to his heroics and bravery inspired others and the remaining citizens noticed the scene and watched from afar. They came to the boy’s aid, pulling the collapsed rubble from the entire building. Until they uncovered what was possibly left of the boy who had saved them for a fate worse than death. Un-luckily, they found Death’s corpse first. They just let him rest in a pile of cleared rubble. Eventually they found Ranta, and Crow. The puppet and its master still struggling to keep Crow’s arm stretched upwards so he would die. Ranta looked horrible, most of his face and body were completely covered in 3rd degree burns and his left arm was gone. All of the people of Sunagakure that remained looked at him in remorse, sorrow and regret. Wishing they would’ve helped me, did anything to aid this boy who gave life and limb for his village. Ranta couldn’t see out of his right eye anymore but he could still speak.

“I inhaled my own poison and my body is too damaged. I love all of you, I love this village. It hurts, dying, It really hurts. But it can—“ He hacked up a large amount of blood and people began to rush to his side, it leaked all over his mouth and his one useable eye began to roll back. People kept shaking him and eventually he pulled through for even just a bit longer. “It can’t be worse than the pain you’ve all endured.” He smiled looking up to the sky, the sun was blazing across the horizon and overhead flew a bird. A yellow bird with magnificent feathers, A bird that reminded him of his loved ones.

He begun to noticeably cry from both eyes, people huddled around him and hugged his dying body. “I don’t want to die, I’m scared. I don’t want to die…. I just wanted to live! Live for myself, my clan, my village.” The crowd alongside him began to cry as well. It was a horrific but beautiful scene. Watching the broken wills all coming together against one cascading fire to all be ignited. Everyone in the crowd said a resounding, “We love you as well. Sunagakure never forgets.”

Ranta continued to cry coughing up large amounts of blood due to his injuries.

“I just hope I was worthy. Worthy of Instinct, Of Takahiro, Of Shinra, Of Naraku and Of Mushiki…..”

Then in the next moment his fire was finally extinguished.







His arm holding the chakra thread fell and the black receiver went directly into his heart.

Everyone sobbed and wept for his loss, but his sacrifice wouldn’t be in vain. They threw him various flowers from nearby buildings and many of the slaves were former shinobi so they laid their headbands around him. Many leaving the scene behind besides one female who went back into her home.

Present~

The Akatsuki leader was in a rubble clearing towards the right while Ranta was straight ahead. Takahiro and Shinra had effectively gotten their answer. The All Seeing Eye was no more.