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My village had been raided by the sound-nin many years ago. Compared to the neighbors in my village, I hadn’t lost much. My family had perished long ago in the deep depths of my memory. What I can remember waking is up on a cold barren road with blood dripping down my face from a cut that had gone from my eye to my chin. I wandered until I reached a small village on the outskirts of Rice Field Country. The villagers took me in and named me Jisushika. Later I discovered the only thing left of my village....my kekkei genkai; I could summon and control shadow-beasts. To thank the villagers for their kindness I protected the village and had done so for years. That is, until the Otogakure shinobi came. They were all jonin and I knew deep inside that I was powerless and could not stop them. Many men were killed but I wasn't even wounded. I soon found that I was completely useless. The survivors were taken to Lord Orochimaru, the Otokage. We knew that somehow, we were all at his cold mercy.
Edited by Zetsu lover123
"Faithful Traitor" A Yakushi Kabuto Fan-Guild
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