She was born in a secluded village, a fine place far removed from the ravages of war. The villagers were simple and kindhearted, and people everywhere called this place Peach Blossom Haven. But that was not the truth. Peach Blossom Haven had an unwritten custom: every year during the Ghost Festival, one underage child was chosen from among the villagers as a sacrifice to the gods, in the hope of securing good weather and bountiful harvests for the year ahead. On the day she was chosen as the sacrifice once again, however, Tobirama killed the so-called god.
A few warnings:
1. A short story, with the author letting loose and Tobirama wildly out of character.
2. Updates may drop at random! I won't abandon this story (probably).
3. The timeline and logic are dead.
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I also want my brother, a veteran cadre, to hold hands and walk down the road [Cat Head] Reminds me of FF10's "Su Hao" Su enemy だね をとりstepけたなら きたいよ キミの wristの No breasts からだあずけ にまぎれ dream about る
There are too many things on my mind, and it's hard for Tobirama to QAQ
Six years have passed... My wife is back~
I'm at the bottom of the pit, Chapter 4 locked. Withered?
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When will it be updated...
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Please update please update please update!