Prologue

A genius. An Anbu. A child.

Naruto didn't have much of a choice about his birth, nor did he have a choice about the tenant living within him. He was a blob of sunshine, and he was the rain when the sky cried. And he choked when the Hokage ordered him into the academy the same week he lost both of his friends.

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" I always thought that life was about art with a huge bang, but now that I saw you life might be about the art of dying.

" If you can believe in someone so useless for five fucking years, then you can believe in yourself for a few minutes."

" If life is a dream, perhaps death would wake me up."

" Time doesn't heal all wounds, it only makes your heart go numb."