[Comprehensive] Forced to Mary Sue

This vignette is like a splash of fresh green against the gray of the war years.

He was born in the war and grew up in the war. He could only bite the bandage to bandage his own wound after many difficult battles. He looked at the armor with the thousand-hand clan emblem painted on the corpse under his feet, and then suddenly thought of something. One afternoon, a young him reflected in the dark pupils of a baby.

Occasionally he would come to Nanhechuan, pick up a smooth stone, and throw it out vigorously. The stone bounced several times on the surface of the water, stirring up splashes of water, and then sank in the water.

Just like the promise he made with a smile, after year after year of changes, it is also faintly silent in the years.

In the Warring States Period when children had to go to the battlefield, the child mortality rate was extremely high. Several of his younger brothers died in the war one after another. Hasn't it already turned into a cold corpse, crawling at the feet of others.

Under the double oppression of war and survival, he also gradually forgot the baby girl and the promise when he was young, and the fresh green gradually withered and yellowed with age.

Later, envoys came from Kiyota Castle on the border of the Land of Fire and hired the Uchiha Clan to fight Sakurai Castle. His father, Uchiha Tajima, heard that the Senju Clan was employed by Sakurai Castle, so he quickly accepted Kiyota Castle's offer. He hired and sent more than a dozen elite ninjas to Qingtian City, and he was among them.

Qingtian City is located at the junction of the Land of Fire and the Land of Rain, and is shrouded in rain all year round.Accustomed to seeing the dazzling sun on the Nanhe River, he was a little uncomfortable with the humid air here, and would always wake up in his dreams from time to time. At midnight, his eyes were pitch black, and raindrops slapped the windows.

He suddenly thought of Nanhechuan in the rainy season, the river overflowing the river bed, the dragonflies lightly touching the water surface, and the baby girl looking at him with wide-open eyes.

He turned over irritably and covered his head with the quilt. The sound of his breathing seemed to be doubled in the narrow space of the quilt, hitting his eardrums non-stop, and the pair of dark eyes dangling in front of his eyes gradually It becomes like the godlessness and silence in the eyes of those children who died in battle.He hated war again, but he was still young and could not control the war, he could only be driven by it.

The next day, he and his clansmen dressed up as the guards of Qingtian Castle and stood at the gate of the city to welcome the send-off team from Sakurajing Castle. With one order, he stepped forward to kidnap Qiao Ji and kill all the guards.However, he saw a little girl dressed as a maid who was only five or six years old also come down with Qiao Ji.

She seemed to be quite complaining about the weather in Qingtian City, and stretched out her hands to cover her eyelids.

Standing in the last row, he could barely see the brightly colored clothes on the little girl's body, which stood out against the gray rain.At this time, Saburo Michigaki also took Hashihime out of the Sakurai guards, and then issued a kill order.For a moment, he hesitated when he drew the sword, but in the next moment, he still pulled out the ninja sword, and as usual, the blade was filled with blood.

Those samurai fell under his ninja sword and shuriken almost instantly. He was very familiar with this kind of battle. Under the hands of ninjas, human life is like worthless, even if it is worthless, it can be easily picked. Blood danced, and the bones of his enemies set the stage for him.Until the three ninjas of the Thousand Hands confronted them, and then left one behind, the other two fled.

Among the two who escaped was the little girl, whose brightly colored clothes were gradually blurred in the rain.

Other ninjas of the Uchiha clan went to chase and kill the two of them one after another. He slowed down and was about to step forward, but his ankle was grabbed by a hand. He lowered his head, and it was the ninja who stayed behind.There were several shurikens and kunai stuck in that person's body, and there were burn marks on his back. He was buried in the muddy disciples, but his scarred hands held his ankles.

There was almost no strength in that hand, and he only paused for a moment before continuing to move forward. The man didn't let go, and was dragged far away by him.He looked down at the man, and said with some confusion: "There are many people chasing your companion, it's useless for you to drag me."

The man raised his head with difficulty, his face was covered in blood and mud, he saw the man opened his mouth and made a weak sound.

"Hold...one...just one point less danger..."

"But you're going to die," he said.

The man smiled and buried his head powerlessly.He could no longer detect this person's aura, but he did not let go of his hand. He stood there thinking for a long time, then untied the armor of Kiyota Castle on his body, revealing the robe with the Uchiha clan emblem painted on it.

He opened the already stiff hand and walked in another direction in the rain.

He fulfilled that person's wish and did not hunt down his companion, although he felt that without himself, the ending would not change anything.Two people died in the siege of a group of people. Such a scene is too common. He used to be a member of the siege of others, and several of his younger brothers also died in the siege of others.

Such hunting games are always indispensable in war, with malice and determination.

He walked for a long time before he came to a river valley, which was no longer within the scope of Qingtian City, and there were no dark clouds covering the sky, nor was there any rain curtain that blurred his vision.He walked downstream along the river, and saw a girl standing in the water with bare feet, hunched over, staring intently at the fish in the crevice of the rock under the water.

The girl's hair is almost transparent silver in the sun, short to the ears, and a few strands of hair curled up playfully.She seemed to be extremely hungry, staring at the fish and licking her lips unconsciously, it seemed that this fish had become various types of dishes in her heart.He looked at it for a long time, smiled, took out a kunai, and shot it at the fish. The little girl was startled by the kunai that appeared out of nowhere, and sat down in the water.

……I did not do it on purpose.

Thinking silently like this, he stepped on the water and walked up to the girl, took out the fish that was stuck in the top of the pain and was struggling desperately, and then looked at her.The girl seemed to be frightened by him, and she took a few steps back. He walked forward and stretched out his hand to the girl.

...I came here to catch fish for you with good intentions.

The girl looked up at him, her dark eyes reflected his appearance at the moment, her brows were very peaceful, not at all like she had just experienced a battle.He didn't know that this river, this fish, and this round of sun could also ease his depression in the rainy Qingtian City and his exhaustion after the battle.

He looked at the girl with a serious expression, but there was a peace in his eyes that even he didn't know.The girl looked at him, hesitated for a moment, and put her small hand in the middle of his palm. He closed his hand, held her hand in the palm of his hand, and pulled her up from the water.

The river water shimmered on them, and the girl's curled hair swayed slightly in the sudden breeze.

He laughed and said to the girl, "I'm sorry for stealing your fish. As compensation, I will be in charge of grilling the fish."

The little girl seemed to be blinded by the sunlight reflected on the water, and then smiled at him.

Yes, you should thank me, even if you catch the fish, you can't eat the grilled fish without me, and suddenly discovered that the fire escape ninjutsu has other benefits besides the great lethality.He thought with some complacency, with his rare childishness.

He and the little girl sat by the river and shared a meal of grilled fish. There was no cumin or salt, and the tender fish was tasteless.However, he ate this meal with great peace of mind.Finally, before parting, the little girl asked his name.

"In terms of name... my name is Madara."

He said, but didn't ask the little girl's name.

He stood by the river, watched the little girl wave to him, and watched her trotting figure gradually go away in the night, just like standing behind a tree many years ago and watching a crying baby girl being carried into the house by the guards of the Thousand Hands Clan. The land of the Thousand Hands.The river wind at night was a bit cool, and he was alone here. He sat back on the ground, touched a smooth stone in his hand, and threw it into the river.

The stone only bounced a few times on the river surface before sinking into the river without any sound.

He didn't know if he would die in the next battle, and he didn't know if the girl would survive the war-torn era.During the war years, everyone was like a duckweed drifting along with the times, and could only watch the things around him, including himself, slowly rot in memory.

He wanted to change, but was still powerless.

Will we meet again, this time he asked himself, but he couldn't give an answer.