[Hokage] One tit for another

【rise】

"God" came to the world.

He is in charge of truth, weighs cause and effect, cuts off fate, and takes destruction as his duty.

But if the invisible "god" wants to appear in the world, it needs a carrier.

So relying on the human shell, "God" was born in a human-shaped container.

【Certificate】

so cold...

But the feeling of "cold" is like snowflakes separated by a layer of glass. Just knowing that it is a thing called "cold" cannot have a real experience.

The world is a huge spider web, there is no distance and nearness, no past and future, time and space run side by side, the vibration of each tiny node brings corresponding extension, but any change follows a specific law.

Therefore, there are no accidents, no unknowns, only the lines and networks drawn before our eyes.

Breaking a thread means a destruction.This is a duty and an established destiny.

But what's the point?An insignificant line may represent the annihilation of thousands of people, the shattering of mountains and rivers, the collapse of heaven and earth, sadness, despair, death, separation, mourning...but it is still the snowflakes behind the glass plate. Sunshine, also can not feel the fleeting cold, only left winding water stains that it once existed.

Without seeing the magnificence and the dark emotions of the destruction, even the destruction of one's own job becomes meaningless.

so cold...

Obviously, I can't feel "cold", but it seems that there is an inexplicable coldness that penetrates into the bone marrow, and I can only curl up, convulse in vain, and tremble.

Until being hugged by a pair of arms, the thick blanket blocked the cold wind, the cold and hunger were dispelled, and the convulsed body relaxed.The soft voice hummed in the ear, with a certain comfortable rhythm, which made people unconsciously drowsy.

Is that a feeling called "warmth"?

So what about the "person" who gives warmth?

It is obviously just the tiniest dot on the network, but why is it suddenly different from the thousands of dots around it.

For the first time, I feel that these lines and networks are so poor and monotonous, and those tiny dots are so boring.

Want to see what this "person" is like.

I want to see her face, her encircling arms, her smile...not intertwined lines and messy annotations.

Want to feel cold.

Want to feel warm.

Want to taste the milk and know what's filling you.

Want to catch snowflakes.

Want to see the sky.

Wanting to... break that layer of glass that blocks everything.

Want to see the light.

Want to see color.

Wanting to... appreciate the splendor and despair of destruction.

Tired of that monotonous and chaotic world!

I don't want to see the past and the future anymore, I don't want to see the interlaced space, and I don't want to see the dense network.

I don't want to see this so-called world made up of fate, cause and effect, rules and truth!

Want to see the world where other people exist.

Wanting to... literally see with my eyes.

want to be warm.

want to be happy.

Want color.

want pain.

To want to...be a human being.

want ego.

All kinds of "wants" are piled up into desires that are enough to subvert the gods.Obviously it is just a container for holding gods, yet yearns for self.

Thus, with such ambition, "I" was born.

【change】

In fact, I have always known that I am just a false personality born of a container, and it is only used to store those difficult desires.

But I have the name, it doesn't.

My name is Xiao Zuo.

At first, there was only desire, but gradually, I learned more.Greed, thirst, possession, plunder, destruction, curiosity, exploration, doubt, anger, seeking knowledge, satisfaction, happiness...

I became stronger and more complete, from the first time I felt warmth, the first time I felt cold, the first time I reached for something, the first time I was angry, the first time I was curious about the unknown, to Learn to walk, learn to be pretentious, learn to disdain children of the same age, learn to occupy that woman, learn to like...

I became more and more human until I took over completely, hiding "God" in the deepest part, and pretending that I was really just a weird human.

I became Xiao Zuo, a child in an orphanage picked up by Aunt Chen.Although I can still see a lot, I am already a human being.I firmly believe that I am a special child.

But a fake will always be a fake.

I know that best, don't I?

As a virtual personality, the farther away I am from the world full of fate and truth, the stronger I will be.

So I don't watch, don't listen, don't talk, pretend that everything doesn't exist, thinking that if I pretend for a long time, it will become true.

So I watched as the woman who hugged me in the first place died under the wheel.

Why not save her?It's very easy, with this level of fate, just a small change can change the ending.Don't you like her the most?Isn't she the only one I like?

Oh, right.

"Xiao Zuo" cannot predict the future, nor has the ability to change fate.It is God who can easily change fate, not the virtual "Little Zuo".

Xiao Zuo couldn't do anything.

The meaning of Xiao Zuo's birth is to do nothing, just exist as Xiao Zuo, a human being.

In this way, I am deceiving myself between what I see and what I cannot see, struggling between the false and the real.

I am crazily envious of those human beings who have the birthright to exist and enjoy everything in the world as a matter of course.

Sunlight, color, temperature, smell...

But I have to do my best, risk everything, and fight against the gods to get what they regard as ordinary.

I have no future.

Because everything about me is stolen, just the tiniest drop in the long river, when God wakes up, it will be my end.Because I didn't exist from the beginning, just like the moon in the water, a breeze can wipe away my figure, leaving no trace.

But I still want to exist a little longer.

I want to live and see the world more vividly.

I want to leave a proof of my existence in this world.

I want to be real.

I thought... someone could see me, remember me, love me.

Love me.

Love... Xiao Zo, not God.

This is the original intention of my birth, the meaning of my existence, and also my ambition.

【combine】

It may be that I have been pretending to be human for too long, and I seem to be stuck.

It was as if I had truly become a human being, a point in a vast network.I can see my bonds with other people in blinding color.

If I disappear, will you remember?Until the end, I wanted to ask this.

Why do you do this?Maybe it's because I missed too much, so I don't want to miss it anyway?So I borrowed power that didn't belong to me, and released the god that was crushed by me, and let it eat away at me bit by bit.

Because only God can save them, so I can only do this.Even if it means my death, means I subvert the meaning of existence.

Strange isn't it?I am obviously a personality born to "exist as a human being". It is my instinct to suppress the gods and strive to survive. It is an instinct that is more irresistible than breathing and heartbeat, but I voluntarily gave up everything I got?

I'll be broken, I'll be gone.

That is a more terrifying thing than death. The disappearance of life will leave a corpse, which is the proof of his existence, but when the bubble bursts, there is nothing left. There is a "pop", lighter than the wind.

The ambitions of the past have all come to naught.

In fact, when every life dies, it will enter a new reincarnation. Even if they are all dead, I will see them when they are born again.As long as I think about it, we will always meet again.But I gave up everything just to stop this death.

why?

Obviously they have countless chances to come back, countless new lives, and countless possibilities.

Maybe... because the reincarnated Itachi is no longer my Itachi?

Just for such a ridiculous reason?

It is because of such a ridiculous reason.

In short, for such a ridiculous reason, we also lost the chance to meet again.

There is no more.

This is my final end.

……

Itachi, did you hear that?

That's my disappearing voice.

【TRUEEND】

"Is that the story?"

asked the man sitting at the bar.In the din of feasting and feasting, he was wearing a simple shirt with the neckline wide open, revealing his firm and full chest muscles.Come and go, no matter men or women, they will be attracted by him, and countless people who come to strike up a conversation, but quickly leave in a daze under his sweet smile.

"You really chose to sacrifice yourself?" Feng Shang easily got rid of the entanglement of a group of bees and butterflies, and turned his head to look at me.

I didn't speak, just mixed the wine slowly, the gorgeous liquid swayed in the glass, swaying a blurred light.

"Well...how should I put it..." Feng Shang curled his lips, drank the wine in the glass, and said, "I'm a bit unwilling..."

What's wrong with him?I didn't bother to pay attention to the well-dressed beast in front of me. In fact, I didn't want to hear what came out of his mouth at all, because it must not be a good thing, and only those flies blinded by his appearance would tirelessly entangle him.

"I didn't expect a little bastard like you to sacrifice everything for others one day. But as an older brother, I was disliked all day long, and I couldn't even get a good face." Feng Shang sang and sang, deliberately delaying With a long voice, it seems that wearing a rag can play the cabbage of the new century.

The corners of my eyebrows twitched, and I couldn't help throwing the tablecloth in his hand directly on his face.

"Now you are the younger brother." I reminded slyly.Maybe someone used to push me to the ground and beat me violently because I was many years older than me, but Feng Shui has changed, now look at his tender face, no matter how mature he is, he can't hide the fact that he has only one, I want to beat him like It's as easy as drinking plain water.

"But..." Someone pretended not to hear me, dragged his voice, and changed his sinister and ugly face in an instant, "I actually feel a little bit sympathetic to him."

"Who?" I didn't understand for a while.

"That elder brother of yours." Feng Shang raised his eyebrows and said meaningfully.

...Itachi?

I was stunned for a moment, and the movement of mixing the wine in my hand slowed down.

Seeing my expression, Feng Shang smiled, and asked: "Are you really determined to die, pulling your god, that is, the 'it' to die together?"

I fell silent, and he didn't speak anymore, just quietly watching me mix the drink.

For a long time, so long that all the colorful lights melted into the wine.

I slowly raised the corners of my lips.

"how is this possible."

"Isn't there still him?" I said.

I just have a tiny bit of hope.Compared with it, I am like a grain of sand on a high mountain, or a drop of water in the ocean. Is there a one-in-a-million possibility that when the mountain collapses, there will just be a grain of sand and this The grain of sand is me, can I escape?

This probability may be even smaller than being hit on the head by a meteorite flying hundreds of billions of light-years away and being lucky enough not to die.From the perspective of probability, this is generally called an impossible event.

But this is the last chance I can fight for myself.

Isn't there a ferret?As long as Itachi is still around, he will never let me die.

Because neither the damn world, nor the damn it, they don't have a ferret, and I do.

Ferret is my hope, my coordinates.

If I really become that lucky grain of sand, then I can follow Itachi back in nothingness.Itachi became a real god, but he was also my blood relative, the continuation of my power, and there was an unbreakable bond between him and me.

I believe not even death can sever the thread that binds us.

I believe in Itachi, so I'm willing to bet everything on the possibility of us meeting again.

Maybe for others, this is a crazy gamble, but for me, the word "Itachi" overwhelms all death chips.

I had hope for Itachi, that's all.

The lights are still flickering, and the night goes on.

I sprinkled crushed mint leaves into the wine, Feng Shang sat opposite me, drinking one cup after another, as if he didn't know how to stop.He was drunk and flushed all over his cheeks.

"Actually, I'm very happy that you came back to find me...really." At some point, Feng Shang whispered suddenly. He stared down at the wine glass, paused, and then continued to mutter, "After all, I'm dead. Reincarnation means nothing to you."

"Yeah." Of course, the reincarnated Fengshang is no longer Fengshang, just like the reincarnated Itachi is no longer Itachi.When a person dies, he is dead, there is nothing, and it is impossible to recover.

"But you're coming back...means you've finally learned to let go, right?"

"……Um."

"Just stay in the bar like this?"

"Ah."

"Until he waits?"

My hand stopped.I slowly put down the wine glass and looked down at the lines on the table.

Even if I return from nothingness, the imprint of the godslayer and the world destroyer will last forever, and I will never be accepted by the world and the gods, so I can only wander and wander, from one place to the next, from one world to the next. In the next world, I walked through countless landscapes and passed by people who were walking around.I can't stop, and I can't turn back—this is the "gift" it and that world gave me.

But I know that among the thousands of worlds, there is still a world open to me, a place waiting for my return.Because the gods of that world always take care of me.

"Hmm." In the end, I answered the question lightly.

So I'm waiting for someone.

Although I don't know how long it will be, but I believe that one day that person will come to pick me up and go home.

Because many people don't read the words, so I borrow the text~

This is the last chapter. Er Dan is back, and he has finally learned to give his trust. The child who once couldn't understand the meaning of "companion" and had to carry everything by himself, at the last moment can think of "Itachi will help you." I", this is the biggest improvement.

Later, Er Dan was willing to stay and return to the original world, waiting for Itachi to pick him up, which meant that he was able to face the resentment and pain that he couldn't let go of.Compared with the brat who fought with his brother because of his arrogance and stubbornness, the current douchebag is finally able to move towards the real he.

This is the final true ending.

Then this article will come to an end here, and then there will be a chapter that will be linked with "The Warrior of Love Uchiha", which will be completely over. Thank you for your support and company along the way.

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Finally, here is an excerpt from the newly added [-]th question about Cookies:

3. Baby Box

My mother suddenly dug out the treasure box I had when I was a child, and then counted their origins one by one with a smile, such as sunflower seeds, windmills from the country of water, I didn’t know itachi gave me so many thing.But I don't seem to have given Itachi anything.

However, Itachi also brought out a small box from under the bed, which is said to be full of gifts I gave him, a small robot with a broken leg, a small cloth dinosaur, the remaining eraser, a small piece of pencil end, star candy paper, drawing A homework book with a lot of paintings...Itachi showed me one by one.

I twitched the corners of my mouth, resisting the urge to smear his face.I said where did my little dinosaur and star candy wrappers go? They were all stolen by this guy!