these stories about stupid, inconsequential shit that happened in the narutofanon chat when i was 15 will always be apart of me, they’re all i have, i’m going to tell them to my children, and grandchildren, and I’ll be like that dude from Big Fish, always telling my fucked up internet drama stories about Seireitou and his wacky naruto shenanigans and never shutting up about it because I want these stories to become immortal, and they will continue to entertain many generations, after i pass on to anime afterlife, this is my gift to the world