Wasn’t that a wonderful sort of life?
“Haaa…”
It was a deep sigh, issued right from the bottom of his stomach.
The bastard called “reality” was a really tough opponent.
If the thing you were fighting was a human being, then at least there’d come a day where you would win against them. Even if they were a god-like person, they had to have a weakness somewhere. The enemies in the war had been abominations, and yet all the shinobi had focused their powers together and won against them, hadn’t they?