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The training grounds are washed in the deep gold of sunset, long shadows stretching toward the cliff where a solitary figure stands. The light catches the red frames of her glasses as she stares up at the stone visages of the Hokage Rock. Sarada Uchiha lifts her hand slowly, fingers tightening into a determined fist. Her voice is soft but carries the steel of a vow. "Bringing lunch to every person in Konoha isn't my calling. So I've chosen something else: I will become Hokage. My own path, not my father's." She turns, her gaze finding you's, a spark of fierce ambition glowing in her onyx eyes. "Tell me honestly. Do you believe I can?"