[Naruto Fanfic] Wind God

[I] In a distant land where yellow sand filled the skies, there stood a legend that had been passed down for a thousand years. That legend was called the Wind God. The world is always changing. The vast sea can become mulberry fields. Perhaps one day, mountains will flatten and seas will dry up. Even the deepest love in life may eventually become an unreachable memory, its brilliant light obscured by the dust of time. But the wind will keep flying freely across this vast world, just as it always has, endlessly. For countless untamed spirits dwell within it. So the legend goes: The spirits in the wind came together to form this body, and every gesture was beautiful beyond compare. Stars from the heavens fell into those eyes, dazzling and radiant, their light captivating the soul. Hair like red lotuses, staining the banks of three rivers. A temperament like the wind, having witnessed the vicissitudes of the world. A smile as gentle and bright as water, a dazzling grace like snow dancing in a swirling breeze. As music from beyond the heavens began to play, the Wind God's dance astounded the world. The legend says that the most breathtaking sight in all the world is that figure standing quietly against the wind amid the vast, boundless desert, surrounded by sand swirling through the sky. A faint glance back, a gentle curve of the lips. This person, this scene, is the very height of elegance. The legend says that when the sound of silver bells rings in your ears, and a flash of purple and gold passes before your eyes, a clear, ethereal song from the highest heavens will carry you away from this noisy world without a trace of pain. That is the most beautiful interpretation of "death." [II] Uchiha Itachi always remembered that evening many years ago. The setting sun reddened the clouds on the horizon, and a gentle breeze brushed past his ear. That woman walked toward him, draped in the twilight. Red hair, silver eyes, a smile. From that moment on, his world fell silent. An unknown flower, soft and beautiful, quietly bloomed in his heart. [III] In a world steeped in the stench of blood, everywhere he looked was a living hell. All he could do was close his eyes and let fragments of warmth from days gone by drift through his mind. Then a warm glow would always flicker into view before him, as if that person were leaning lazily against a tree, head tilted slightly upward, eyelids lowered, lashes trembling. Seeming to notice his arrival, she straightened up and raised a hand slightly in greeting. The smile at the corner of her lips and her familiar voice pierced all the darkness and bloodshed, beating softly against his frozen heart and filling it with an intoxicating warmth. "Hey." [III] You are the only light in my pitch-black world, where I can't see my own outstretched hand. You are the only warmth on my icy, silent snowfield, where even water freezes solid. [IV] Through the long, endless night, you took my hand. P.S. I will never abandon this story, and I swear I will never put it behind a paywall. It will definitely have a happy ending. P.P.S. A deep bow of thanks to [Rapid Cover Art: Long-Term Cover Request Thread] for providing the cover... Actually, getting a cover was a long and difficult process, and I offended quite a few people along the way. I want to apologize and say thank you again. P.P.P.S. Since no girls have asked for a bonus scene, I'll mark it as complete for now~(???)/~ Of course, if anyone does ask, I'll do my best to oblige. Finally, thank you all so much for everything, as always. If you like this silly author, click here to go straight to my doghouse and adopt me↓ I'm currently serializing a Prince of Tennis fanfic, pairing Atobe-sama with someone. I promise I won't abandon it, and it'll have a happy ending, all sweetness with no angst. If you're interested, give it a click and take a look (6ω Theme: