Hero

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A young girl no more than eight years old stood in the middle of a deserted town. Her small white nightgown was dirty, splattered with blood with small rips in places. Her long brown hair matted and knotted in places, her eyes a piercing blue. Her body was firm and taught, hands down at her sides and eyes unblinking. All around her lay the dead bodies of her town. The child stared out, her gaze intense yet empty. Seeing things as if she were not seeing them at all, looking as if she were looking at everything and nothing. A thunder rumbled off in
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~NaruHina--SasuSaku
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God sees everything but can he see why kids love Cinnamon Toast Crunch?
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Thinking uses too much chakra.
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a.n.d. .s.h.e. .w.a.s. .b.e.a.u.t.i.f.u.l.
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"I think...my time runs shorter... Hold on...I won't give up... The darkness can't have me yet!!"
You thought I was just one person...that makes us laugh!
Terry tends to... (Unleash everyone else's inner-demon...then laughs when it eats them.)
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