Gaara

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Fine. This will..be manageable.

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The hell? Tsk.. I’m in no shape to fight.. Not after that orange-haired bastard.

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The hell… can't someone sleep without the world falling apart?

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A weakened Gaara didn't have the chakra to form a shield. Not after both curse marks formed. The drain from that attack plus the sand needed to keep himself in one piece.

It was far too much. Thus the redhead falls back. Leaving him alone in the crater. Always alone.

One overpowered hit to render him immobile.

How?! It was too easy… too fast!

“I..will not..give up!” he growled slowly rising to his feet.

Such power was too much even for Gaara's sand shields. The force of debris gravity itself and sand throwing him. If not for his sand's ability to act on its own he wouldn't have cushioned his fall.

Glaring, his form covered in cracks and barely able to move. One hit was all it took

“Tsk-! You talk too much! I’ll just kill you too!”

Shukaku's mark spreads up his arm slowly. Both cursemarks are spreading slowly.

Sand swirling around the crimson-haired male.

“I’ll bury you!”

The ground shattered as sand rose to the surface in a massive sand tsunami.

@sixpaths-ofpain.bsky.social

Gaara went off to find his targets. The Uchiha survivor and Uzumaki.

Best bet was outside the Hidden Leaf Village. Using some of the information he might have stolen from the lab, it was easy to find.

Just when we could see the village on the horizon he is interrupted.

The six paths of pain

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I..feel I know what it will be. I felt something before I was brought here. Energy I hadn't felt before.

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Yes.. My new abilities. I am unsure what to expect.

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A traitor..and the fool. Very well. I will prepare soon

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I am listening.

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This place smells like cleaning supplies.
And I can hear those idiots constantly

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Tsk

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The fuck?

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He’s awakened in an unknown area. Dark and plain. Medical perhaps? No that was unlikely. More like a prison. Cracks and gashes along the ground.

Seems he lost control at one point.. Could that have been it? He doesn't remember anything..

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[ ~☆ 𝐈 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐩𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐟𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝. ☆ ~ ]

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⌜ Ah - Ah ! ⌟
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The ancient dragon of the multiverse. Shenron

🐍: “soon… the power of the sharingan and the one tails will be mine…”

🐍: “and with those two i will truly be unstoppable.”

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@survivalsguilt.bsky.social )

Of sand exploding on the ground around them.

Movement was too much. Between his vision and the stirring in his mind, he loses full consciousness.

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Stumbling back, he falls to a knee. His vision distorted and unsteady.

“What.. Genjustsu..?”

His thought cut off as he fell to the ground. In one last ditch effort he sent small pellets of sand out to saturate the area. There was no aiming in his current state. Each condensed bead -

Rumbling in his psyche. It’s own curse mark swirling up his arm.

Slow and deliberate. Making a show of the one tails. Then he clenched his fist and the marks vanished.

“I will find him in time”

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The redhead stood with his arms crossed. Dull eyes glaring at them all.

“You dare to tell me what to do? I’ll kill you. And that bastard”

He has had next to no control over his unending hatred. Less so now that the mark had manifested.

Sand slowly swirling around him. The one-tailes stiring

‎ Another pang of pain. Sudden but brief. Something stirs. He can feel it

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Pain…it subsided after a while. Though his shoulder felt stiff.

Tsk…

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Slow drawn breaths. Eyes narrow and hand clenching his shoulder

“A gift..you got past by sand defenses..disarmed me”

Sand rapidly enveloped the red head. Condensing and hardening into a shield. A solid yet malleable caccoon.

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