[Naruto Otome] How I Survive in the Akatsuki with Tomie Syndrome (Proceed with Caution: Dark Themes)

The conclusion is that survival is impossible.

Blurb:

They tear me apart.

Then piece me back together.

When Kakuzu's blade cuts into my heart, I laugh.

When Hidan's incantation is carved into my bones, I lick his bloodstained fingertips.

Deidara's clay fills my wounds, like a lover's kiss.

Sasori stitches me up with puppet strings. His stitches really hurt--

Pain says I shouldn't exist.

But my split lips are reflected in his Rinnegan.

My blood is paint, my innards are offerings, my screams are love songs.

Even a god can't kill me.

Take a guess.

Whose body is it now...

that my flesh is crawling inside?

Shh--

Don't be afraid.

This is what it means...

to be alive.

Come, love me.

Love me until you devour me.

Love me until--

you become me.

Theme: Flesh that even gods cannot digest is taking root in the gaps between their bones