Art is... PrologueAfter a prompt defeat thanks to Itachi's sharingan, Deidara was wise enough not to protest as the elder Akatsuki members led him into the base. His face burned thanks to the humiliation of losing so easily to a fool who had no appreciation for the arts. There must have been some reason that he hadn't won besides sheer skill. The Uchiha had to have cheated somehow.There was no way true art could be defeated by a kekkai genkai.As he was led through the base, Deidara tried to think of as many possibilities as he could. However, by the time he reached his new room, he could only come up with the Uchiha cheating. Not exactly a valid argument.Unless, of course, he was trying to get himself mocked the first day here."This is going to be your new room," the leader said calmly. Without waiting for Deidara's response, he threw the door open to reveal a short redhead that looked no older than twenty. When the two stepped in, he didn't even bother to look up from his desk. "This is Sasori. He'
Just as a Child surpasses...Rolf,I'm not sure what you're expecting from this. But I can assure you that it will not be nonsense about how I'm going to be lost in life without you, and that I'll never be able to go on living now that you're gone. We both know that's not the type of person I am.However, I can easily say that you were by far the best student I've ever had. You know, you little brat, I really thought I'd be able to leave the mercenaries without any problem. I thought I'd be able to just go back to what my life was like before hand; working wherever I'd be able to get to the top. But instead, I kept thinking about you, and how you were doing with what I taught you. Thankfully, when I saw you, you still knew how to use a bow and arrow. Quite well, actually.So, now that we're on different sides of the battle field, I look at you...And I'm so proud.If we must fight, I'm not going to go easy on you. And you better not wimp out like you always do. String your bow, point it at me, and let it go. The s
Rhys's ListThe Negatives, No Matter How ManyI could never workSword fighting had me bedridden for daysI was physically incapable of supporting my elderly parentsI was always causing so much of a burden on everyoneI could never work for more than a few hours at a timeWorking with a tome had me back in bed for a few more daysGoing out for a walk was sometimes impossibleI never was I able to recover completelyHolding heavy objects tires me out.My body is too weak to dodge attacks.I still cannot stay by myself on the battlefieldAnd I could never fly, no matter how badly I wanted toWill Never Outweigh The PositivesI saved Titania's lifeShe brought me back to the Greil MercenariesI now heal those in the mercenary groupI pray for my friends as they go off to battleI work as hard as I can with light magicI train Mist to do the things I cannotI watch as she becomes better and betterI help at the camps between battlesI can now send money back to my elderly parentsI made friends with
Naesala, You FoolYou've wiped out an entire army nowWas this your intention since you began?May I just ask you why and maybe how?You are just like that King Ashnard...madman!Without care for anybody but you.How could you do this to our alliance!Since when did all your thoughts go so askew?We all look at you with want of vengeance.So try to explain yourself before itBecomes to late for us to spare your lifeBecause this is just too much to omitPrepare yourself you disgusting lowlife.So once this war is done and we have wonDestroy you myself I have so chosen