Naruto: The hardworking model who realizes his dream is actually the white moonlight of the ninja wo

Human desires are probably endless.

You stand on the edge of the abyss, staring deeply into the darkness. The abyss is like a huge mirror, staring back at you quietly. You can feel an invisible force, as if the abyss is also staring into your heart.

When Ningji stood at the edge of the abyss and looked down tentatively, he had already made a decision.

000 faced his own desires.

He wants to get a future that satisfies him.

What does the abyss look like?

The air around you is filled with an oppressive atmosphere, silent and quiet, with only your breathing and heartbeat echoing in your ears. The darkness of the abyss seems to have endless depths, attracting your eyes and making you want to explore more involuntarily.

However, when you stare into the abyss, you gradually become aware of the dangers hidden in it. There may be unknown fears and challenges hidden in the darkness, and once you fall into it, it may be difficult to extricate yourself.

Being swallowed by the abyss is sometimes just a matter of time.

You begin to think about your relationship with the abyss, whether you should stay away from this potential danger, or face it bravely and explore its mysteries. In this process, you constantly examine your own heart, think about the nature of human nature and your own choices.

But at this point, 000 failed.

What is hard to accept?

What is a system?

Such questions and confusions have troubled Neji for a long, long time.

He's trying to find the answer - and maybe he has found it.

000 left Gaara again.

And this time, it was 000's own choice.

Black sludge pooled in the corners.

He is always keeping an eye on his prey, like a giant snake, ready to open his bloody mouth at any time.

000In the constant shuttling, he lost the desires he should have.

He set out on his journey again.

Until one day, he suddenly found that he could not see anything - he could only see the rough outline of everything.

The sounds in his ears became dim, and his loss of direction gradually shifted from a psychological one to a physical one.

But he continues to search.

But obviously, I don’t even know what I’m looking for anymore.

All I could hear was "Only a good host will not be passive and lazy, please work hard."

"Host, please don't be passive and lazy. Please work hard."

"Host, go to work! Host, go to work!"

"The world's cutest system 000 reminds the host that passive resistance is not allowed!"

...

Unspeakable torture.

"I forgot my mission."

“Forgot about the system, too.”

“I forgot how upset I was.”

“I also lost my desire.”

...

One day, the little bird suddenly found that the noisy sound in his ears had disappeared.

He stood by the lake, looking at his reflection in the lake.

On the neck is a bright red 000.

Someone passed by. He was wearing a red long-distance running shirt with a cloud pattern and a black background.

There was a word "love" on the forehead, but it was broken in half by the scar.

The boy had fiery red hair, which in 000's eyes was brighter than the sun.

"who are you?"

000 asked the question.

"Your friend."

"Gaara."

000 was swaying and was about to reach the bottom.

But the young man caught it.

"My...friend?"

"Your friend."

"My name is...Hinata Neji..."

000 I think, if we are friends, isn’t it natural to just exchange names?

Besides, these are all he knows now.

In the evening, the sun gradually sets, and the sky is dyed orange-red. The afterglow sprinkles on the earth, covering everything around with a layer of light golden light. The shadows of the trees sway on the ground, as if a group of dancers are dancing in the sunset.

When the breeze blows, the branches sway gently, and the shadows of the trees sway with it. They seem to be endowed with life, sometimes intertwining, sometimes separating, and changing into various wonderful shapes.

They are projected on the ground, forming patches of light and dark, like gems inlaid on the ground. These spots of light keep changing with the movement of the tree shadows, giving people a dreamlike feeling. The swaying tree shadows in the evening are a visual feast given to us by nature.

It is a time of peace and beauty.

"I'm going to..."

After just a few steps with Gaara, 000 became restless.

"Haven't found it yet..."

The red-haired boy simply used sand to fix 000 back in place.

"What are you looking for?"

If you want to find something so badly, it must be something very important!

But the boy with black hair and white eyes suddenly remembered something and suddenly forgot something.

He can't see anything, so why can he see Gaara?

"I have no idea..."

"I don't remember..."

He didn't remember what he was looking for.

But now, he was curious.

Why, I can see the bright red tattoo on my neck.

Why can I see Gaara's bright red hair?

"who are you?"

Gaara just introduced himself.

But Gaara now is subtle and patient.

"Gaara."

"Your friend."

"oh oh.."

000 nodded thoughtfully.

Gaara readjusted Neji's position, apparently trying to make him more comfortable.

"let me go..."

After taking only three or two steps, 000 began to struggle again.

"I haven't found it yet..."

Gaara continued forward.

"What are you looking for?"

"have no idea..."

After walking about three or two steps, 000 spoke again.

"Who are you."

The red-haired boy replied tirelessly:

"Gaara, your friend."

"oh oh..."

000It became quiet again.

He was held in Gaara's arms, and all the parts that needed support were held up by Gaara's body and the sand.

It couldn't be a more comfortable position.

"who am I?"

Gaara didn't even raise his eyes:

"Hyuuga Neji."

"Where are my friends?"

"oh oh..."

Neji seemed to be thinking about something, and then he returned to silence again.

A distance of only a few hundred meters took Gaara nearly half an hour to walk.

"Gaara..."

"I'm here."

Gaara finally stopped in front of a wooden house, and 000 spoke again.

At this time, 000 had already remembered Gaara's name.

"What is a friend?"

000 asked.

But Gaara didn't answer this time.

He felt the weight on his body disappear in an instant, and the boy who had just spoken to him seemed as if he had never appeared.

He disappeared.

Just like before.

This was the 000th time he had seen .

There are 365 days in a year.

But from the very first day to now, it has only been three short years.

He doesn't show up every day.

Sometimes, it can happen ten times a day.

Sometimes, they disappear for months at a time.

He doesn't remember himself.

I don't remember Gaara either.

He doesn't know what a friend is, nor does he know what he is looking for.

He seemed to be unable to see anything, yet he could see everything.

Until his own sand crushed the boy.

"Being killed by Gaara might be the only way to get out of this."

"Maybe he discovered the truth one day."

"It is always him who is being sought."

"I always want to find Gaara from before. If I could find him, would he not become what he is now?"

"But what will happen next?"

The black unidentified object pushed things to an irreversible point.

"I am you and you are me."

"He is me, and he is you too."

"You are him too."

Hyuga Neji is always Hyuga Neji.

Gaara killed 000.

What awaits the young man is a long-awaited restart.

Everything returned to the state as if nothing had happened.

In front of me were Kakashi and Rin.

The tattoo of 000 on the boy's neck did not disappear.

"000?"

Neji called out to the system.

But there was no answer.

Flying Thunder God rises again, but this time what he sees is the end.

Gaara, whose tailed beast was drained, had no chance of survival.

Meeting Uzumaki Naruto and becoming the Kazekage is Gaara's only way to survive.

He shouldn't know himself.

Neji stood there, watching the red-haired boy lose his life bit by bit.

That short red hair could no longer shine.

There is nothing he can do.

Nothing.

Can't stop it.

000 is always trying, he has tried almost all options.

Including the word "Jue" which he didn't know.

Even if the mastermind behind the scenes has fate strangled by the neck, he cannot bring things back under control.

Despair became Neji's color again.

"It's not that the goal cannot be achieved."

"But the abyss is unobservable."

It is definitely composed of two parts.

Black, and white.

The mastermind behind the scene showed his white teeth and smiled.

"You are the most desireless human being I have ever met."

“And the human being with the most desires.”

“It’s like the abyss.”

“Breathe it all in.”

No matter what the result is, 000 always feels it is not enough.

We can do better. If we work harder...everything will be better.

000 arrived here, as if it had found the final path.

"You're dead, Gaara."

Neji sat back on the bed and looked at Gaara.

“I was there that day, too.”

Watching the other person die little by little, but being unable to do anything.

"Do not..."

Gaara's voice trembled.

“That’s not the whole story.”