Description
She was sick. Blood filled her lungs, expelled by hacking, painful coughs. She wore a black mask to hide the blood, but the best mask of all was the faux smile in her eyes. There was no point in advancing through the ranks, living and breathing in a world she would leave so soon. But god damn it, she would leave kicking and screaming. Ken Mitarashi wouldn't go down without a fight. And with each passing day, she gains a new friend, a new comrade, a new person she'll leave behind. She lives everyday like her last, because it might as well be. :: "Why?" "Sasuke, I don't think now's a good ti-" "Why couldn't you have just stayed in the village and lived a peaceful life? Why did you have to become a shinobi, when it's fucking killing you?!" "It's all that I'm good for." :: #1 in sickness | Feb.9,2020 #6 in Kiba | Feb.9,2020 #2 in illness | March 8,2020 #1 in neji | May 19, 2020 #3 in narutouzumaki | May 19, 2020
Prologue: Sick
