Board Thread:World-wide RP/@comment-24714922-20170427032842/@comment-25687356-20170501030345

Listen & Read

[Takahiro’s Mangekyou Sharigan is now Unlocked]

It was like a scene out of a bad book ending, Takahiro standing over his hero, his sensei and his brother. A person he loved, a person he would’ve willingly gave his life for, it was something that the two would have to carry as a burden for the rest of their days. Ranta loved them, he loved Instinct. He wasn’t one for boisterous or courageous words but a man of action. He may have died, but he died killing the man who could’ve killed everyone and everything he loved.

Then a few foot-steps could be heard coming from behind the duo. It was a singular little girl. Tears obviously welled up in her eyes, she had a bouquet of flowers in her hands and a kunai resting on her thigh. She walked past them and placed the flowers off to Ranta’s side. Dropping a few tears a top his body just as Takahiro was, his scream deafening. Enough to shatter the heavens directly in half with such raw, impulsive agony being exerted from the Uchiha prince.

The little girl went over to the body of the Akatsuki leader and stabbed the kunai directly through his face. One good stick, she struggled to pull out said kunai but eventually got it loose. She looked to the boys and the tears flowed even heavier as she spoke through broken words. She was only 8 years old.

“That boy… He saved mama and papa, he saved me. Mama and papa aren’t coming home, they died outside I watched. Don’t forget about us.”

The little girl stabbed herself in the chest, directly into the heart and fell back into some rubble dying nearly instantaneously.

Ranta’s apparition appeared directly into the view of Takahiro and Shinra, behind him an army of people. A mixture of shinobi with Sunagakure headbands and citizens. To be exact it was over 20,000 souls all in one place. All behind Ranta. All of the people that died in Sunagakure the past 5 years were all here, for the eye to see.

Ranta walked forward and looked to both Takahiro and Shinra, opening his arms to them. If they’d accept he wrap both of them in a tight hug. His luminescent light nearly blinding, almost as if he was angel sent down to save the world from absolute desecration. For the first time since his home was destroyed Ranta finally felt at home with his two Brothers in his arms.

“This is what home felt like all long.” He softly muttered.

