>>5818030<span class="mu-g">... I love you. Do not go home. You should return. Trust the crabs? Do not trust your mother. She is not home. Your sister. Izumi? Can you… Do not go home. You cannot trust your sister. Izumi? Can you hear me? I love you. Do not go home. You should return to Kirigakure. You should not return to Kirigakure. They’ll betray you. Trust him and his medical jutsu? Trust nobody except Masami and Naoki. Let them down easy and flee. Trust, you hear me? I love you. Do not go home. Your sister. Izumi? Can you hear me? I love you. Do not go home. You cannot trust him and her cute crabs? Trust nobody except Masami and her cute crabs? Trust him and his medical jutsu? Me? I love you. Do not trust your mother. Not of this world. Remember Masami and Naoki and Masami’s cute crabs. Konhoha killed the Uchiha, and Konoha approved of it. You should return to Kirigakure. Trust nobody except me…</span>
Somewhere in the whirling abyss you sense a mind, or minds, some kind of shattered psyche or psyches projected at you through a kaleidoscope of incomprehensible babble, completely distorted and meaningless, but spoken with such urgency that you can’t help but fear that there’s something beyond the static noise that you should be desperate to hear.
<span class="mu-r">... SHOULD HAVE LEFT YOUR HUSK TO DECAY IN THE MURK OF THE RICE FIELDS. BREEDING. ABERRANT FILTH, I SHOULD HAVE KILLED YOU, WRENT YOUR HALLOWED HUSK IN THE RICE. WHAT IS A HUMAN EXCEPT A TWISTED MASS. DEMON SHAMBLING. CONSUMING. DYING. KILLING. FUCKING. ABERRANT FILTH, I SHOULD HAVE DRAINED YOU AND LEFT YOU TO DECAY IN THE MURK. HUMAN. PATHETIC. BREEDING. FUCKING. EATING. DYING. WREND YOU AND YOUR FILTHY FLESH FROM BONE, EVIL ANIMAL. TWISTED THING. WHAT IS A HUMAN EXCEPT A DEMON WHO FORGETS WHAT IT IS. SHAMBLE FORTH. KILL YOU. KILL THEM. KILL THE WORLD. KILL KILL KILL. DRINK THE BLOOD. DRINK THE DEATH. DRINK DEEP. COLD MIST. DEEP WATER. DRINK DEEP. DRINK BLOOD. DRINK DEATH...</span>
All meaningless now. Any words you happen to latch onto are quickly forgotten, absorbed by some miasma of static and insanity even as they were twisted by that miasma in the first place. None of this was meant for a living mind to hear, none of it was meant for a mortal mind to take.
