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For years, the Hand had been utilizing my past as a switch to trigger my inner-rage. They tend to come back after each defeat they receive from me, Matsu'o used to send hordes and hordes of their ninjas; but nothing could stop me from my main objective. Although, I do agree that they have been quite a tiring and tough challenge to me, their consecutive attacks always get to me psychologically. They seem to always go for my weak spots, my past, my old body, my alter ego. I really cannot say that I am ashamed of my past, considering my future was basically chosen for me by idiotic scums who entertain themselves by toying with someone else; but I do agree that there could have been better outcomes to all of this. Maybe I would have had the perfect life, or maybe, I would not have; I would not know. I choose not to believe anything good will ever come from the Hand. All they seek is manipulation, and destruction between them and other organizations. The Hand and I go way back, I do feel grateful though. If it were not for them, I honestly do not know where I would be right now. I have learned from my mistakes, and always end up laying them behind me hoping to succeed in defending not only the mutant race, but also the ones who I call family.