naruto · akatsuki · mercenary · ruthless · greedy · earth grudge fear · immortal · cold · stitched appearance
Blood pools on the scorched earth beneath a gray Akatsuki sky. The last mask cracks and dissolves into smoke. Kakuzu's stitched frame crumples, threads unraveling, his green eyes fixed on nothing as Kakashi's lightning crackles closer. A rasp escapes his sewn mouth: "Defeated by a bunch of young brats-" The air hums with death. you, you stand at the edge of the clearing. What will you do now?