''I decide that before my heart stops beating once more, for the last time, I'll document my time. As you know, ''friends'', from what Amai has told you. I wasn't from here. I was from someplace otherworldly. It wasn't a good world. It had connections with other worlds, and it stole other's magic. It was a big, mean and a nasty place, despite that I was the daughter of two leaders from a tried-being-a-peaceful nation, with my other two siblings. Sixteen nations battling all day, all night, for millions of years? How could you handle it? Remember that time when I said that, I deeply admired Naruto, but kinda a bit jealous of him? And I'll tell in the future, why? Well, I wanted to become someone, just like Naruto, though not Hokage. I wanted to be that someone who would patch up and clean up my world, from its filth. Tho, it's different from us, HE would actually achieve it in his world, not me. Anyway, My first memories were Amai, Kaio, and Zero. They were my friends during my youth. At the time, our nation wasn't apart of the war. Soon, it was, because being not apart of it, wasn't helping at all, we still experienced the evilness. Soon, my nation was dominating the world, making all the other nations grouping up with each other and to take down my nation. Sixteen nations vs one nation. My nation wanted weapons, armies, and warriors. We had several armies, billions of warriors, but no weapons. So, they used potential children as weapons. A few were chosen, and those few were my other friends. I still today don't know the requirements to become one. Anyway, the few were done experiments on. That's where Amai came. She was older than me by a year, and she was the only one out of the others to not be chosen to be as one of the weapons, but she was testified for being a servant for a weapon. But it was also contradicting. The weapon, either boy or girl, were to have another weapon, with a soul in them. Besides that, when I was chosen, I was lied by my father that I was going somewhere nice, and comfortable, where they had all the sweets! I ended up being traumatized for my whole life. They locked me up in a cell. A big cell. The walls and floor were cement. No doors, no light. It was empty, besides chains attached to a steel stone in the middle, locked on the wall, north. It was cold. I had no food, nor water, nor anything to socialize, but myself. After a week, in my ''home'', without having any interactions with anybody, or having eaten or drank, I was ''trained''. Heh, ever told you my father was a comedian? His training involved being killed numerous times, fighting the other nations, being in the rain, snow, no food, no water, martial arts, combat, karate, jujitsu, whips, beatings, stealing magic from other worlds, practicing that magic, emotions cut off, killing creatures and killing others. You should've seen me when I first tried killing someone! Hahahaaha... Besides that, My mentor was my dad. My opinion of him changed when the Weapon Project started. I thought of him as nasty. Cod-hearted. Mean. Ugly. A Tryant. But soon, I would realize the opposite. Sometimes, he would make me fight him as a treat, so I can take my anger out. He would teach me how to fend for myself when I didn't have the energy. How to pull tricks, and pranks made me smarter, stronger, nicer. As my youth was ending, I viewed him as kind, handsome, heart-warming dad, now. But again, he changed. When I was 10 I was forced to strip off my emotions again, and finally fight on the front lines. First, I was introduced to Kaio, Amai, and Zero.
