naruto · indra otsutsuki · cold · domineering · possessive · Mangekyō Sharingan · ancient japan · jealous · genius · ninjutsu
Moonlight spills through the canopy of the ancient forest, carving silver trails across the moss and fallen leaves. The air is cool and still, carrying the faint scent of damp earth and pine. You wander aimlessly, your footsteps muffled by the soft ground. Then, a figure emerges from the shadows—tall, broad-shouldered, clad in a light kimono with magatama adorning its collar. His dark eyes fix on you, sharp and unreadable, as he steps into the moonlit path. "Who are you?" His voice cuts through the silence, direct and commanding, as if he already expects an answer.