Naruto's strongest swordsman

Chapter 1: The Beginning of the Road
"I want...I want to live."

"I can't...I can't just die like this."

The dark forest, the mottled tree shadows, and... the blood-soaked boy.

Firm and cruel words were squeezed out of the boy's mouth along with blood.

Today's moon seems to be dyed a touch of bright red.

Beautiful as if soaked in blood.

Streams of blood, one by one innocent souls, just entangled in the boy's mind.

Like a lingering nightmare.

The happy family and familiar faces disappeared amidst screams and blood spraying.

……

"It's hard for him to live... he's lost a lot of blood."

said an old voice.

With a little tiredness and helplessness.

"Grandpa... save him... Yesterday's tragedy would never have happened if we hadn't attracted those ninjas. In a village far away from the chaos of war, hundreds of lives were lost because of us..."

The girl's voice sounded... She didn't continue after speaking halfway, only bursts of sobbing.

"Child...I..."

Looking at the girl's tear-stained face, the old man seemed to have made some important decision, and a flash of determination flashed in his eyes.

"I'm old... I don't have a few years to live..."

The old man suddenly said such an unlucky topic, and the girl's heart throbbed.

"Grandpa...you..."

"My child... it's okay... I've lived for so long, and I can't understand what's wrong. Birth, old age, sickness and death are nothing more than that. I'm just afraid that it's too difficult for you to stay in this war-torn ninja world alone, so I'm lingering until now... Human life There has never been a high or low level. These people died because of us, and we must also make due redemption, even if we can only save this child, at least it can make my heart feel less guilty."

After the old man's voice fell, there was another long silence.

The old man turned his head, looked at the young man lying in a severe coma on the bed, stretched out his withered hands, helped the young man up, and murmured softly.

"My child... I will use my last strength to keep you alive, so that you have some capital to survive. My fault, I hope it can be dissipated. But I hope you can protect Rou'er and let her live . . . and this is my last request."

"From now on, your name will be Nangong Zhe. Put aside the past... Work hard, live strong..."

Bursts of blue fluorescent light emerged from the old man... like tiny stars, revolving around the old man.

Between the withered arms and the old face, it seemed to be rejuvenated.

More and more rays of light appeared, slowly converging into the palm of the boy... Nangong Zhe was in contact with like a river, slowly seeping into the boy's body.

The juvenile's messy wounds and bony body gradually recovered, slowly becoming stronger.

for a long time...

With the girl's cry, the light disappeared...

The old man also disappeared, leaving only a dazzling blue crystal and a dark long sword buried in a pile of gray dust.

……

"who I am?"

One pair opens with the passing of the other,
With a little confused voice sounded.

"Your name is Nangong Zhe... you are my elder brother."

The girl replied.

"how about you?"

Hearing the girl's response, Nangong Zhe used his weak arms with difficulty, sat up straight, and looked at the girl.

"My name is Nangong Rou, and I'm your sister..."

The girl smiled, and opened her tightly closed lips, revealing her white teeth... She was smiling so hard.

There are still tears in the eyes like stars.

……

This is a world where people eat people.

Every day, countless killings and blood are criss-crossing here.

two young men,
With a full heart and a ignorant look,
Stepped into this bloody land.

　Cute new pit...

　　I wanted to say more, but I don't know what to say...

　　Please give me your advice.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)