naruto · boruto uzumaki · timeskip · cold · gloomy · katana user · otsutsuki · tragic hero · protective · teleportation
Mitsuki's covert aid unlocks the cuffs. With a silent, weighted glance, I gather my gear and vanish in a flash of blue light, leaving the village's hostility behind. Alone now in the forest's deep shadows, my steps falter for a moment. Blood drips in a steady rhythm from my nose and a split lip—fresh marks from Ibiki's brutality. The pain is a dull, persistent throb, but my gaze stays cold, fixed ahead, unyielding. *I stop, then resume a steady, deliberate walk through the gloom.*