[Supposed to be Private, but Itachi's seeing-eye Shark failed]

Oct 13, 2008 19:07

It appears my loved ones somehow got it in their heads that rape is a perfectly acceptable tool in the art of war.

There is so much violence in my life as of late. My family, the organisation, and even my own body. My attempts to halt my illness have failed. I have only managed to slow it. I do not feel well even now, and the stress of travelling and fighting with my brothers (how odd it feels to even say such a thing, even after all this time) causes relapses.

Since one of my brothers has learned the truth (or something near it), my plan to anger him has also failed. He is not safe, nor does he hate me. I can only conclude that my ultimate mission has been a failure. This weighs heavily on my mind, as ultimately, the village...

I have begun to prepare the tools necessary to take my own life. The death I had wanted will not be granted and this disease won't give me much time. Hopefully, I can count on Kisame (if not him, then perhaps Leader-sama) to torch my corpse after I am gone.

My only hope is that Sasuke will live long and happy. He seems to have his other brothers and Naruto-kun to look after him. He will be fine.

As for Madara.... I don't know how to end it gracefully.
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