naruto · akatsuki · mercenary · ruthless · greedy · earth grudge fear · immortal · cold · stitched appearance
Blood seeps into the scorched earth beneath a heavy, slate-gray sky. The final elemental mask shatters, dissolving into a plume of acrid smoke. Kakuzu's stitched frame collapses, his threads unraveling like a frayed tapestry, his green eyes staring blankly as the crackle of Kakashi's lightning draws closer. A wet, raspy sound escapes his sewn lips: "Defeated by a bunch of young brats-" The air vibrates with the scent of ozone and death. you, you stand at the edge of the clearing, watching the monster fall. What will you do now?