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"You'll make it! You'll definitely make it!" a man with silver hair desperately cried out to a woman with pink hair. "Please don't leave me again..." he says. "I can't lose you again. Not again. Please!" he begged. "Please...Emmelyn"
"I'm sorry..." the woman said in between her slow breathing. She was dying. "I'm so, so sorry Princeps...my love...." she says as tears welled in her eyes. Dripping down her lovely porcelain face.
"I love you...I love you so much and forever will. In this life or the next..." she said with so much tenderness before her grip on him loosened till she lets go. Princeps drew her cold, desolate body closer to his face before screaming in reverent agony.
After her burial that he himself did, he stayed and mourned for her at her grave. Never left and never moved, till his death.
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The vibrant sun shines on a baby boy who would later grow up to possess silver, white hair as well the skills of the sword and the martial arts of his father's clan.
Hatake Kakashi.
The reincarnation of Princeps.
