one day, i arose from one of my drunken stupors, to find myself locked p in a maximum security prison, in complete light, so i was seperated from my shadow, and all the jutsus and anbu i could use it for.
my first impression was, "aww crap, did i stab somebody in my drunkness again?"
little did i know, there was much more going on than i could possibly reilize. Any person reading these so far should also read the journals of "takami-the ghost" and "narutard2008-45" both can be found on my profile.
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The legacy of Shadow
The story of the village hidden in the shadows.
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Sakemaru Sakituya
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