I just feel so heartbroken for Madara. So freaking much. He just…hurts. I feel my heart clenching in my chest when I see him doubt himself, because I just know that deep down inside he must hate himself so much, he must be feeling like a complete failure and the worst thing is that there is literally no one to tell him otherwise. Yes, he had Izuna, and maybe he has/had Hashirama for some time, but overall he’s been completely alone, no one there to tell him how much he f*cking matters, and that just hurts me.
And the worst thing is, that even if someone told him, how absolutely amazing he is, he wouldn’t believe it, I’m sure. Because from what I’ve seen in the manga, he just never felt like he’s enough, despite the fact he has always been more than enough. His own frantic desire to always be better, to always improve, is his biggest asset but ultimately also one of his biggest enemies. Madara is a man who wants to protect and feels guilty and horribly, terribly monstrous when he realizes he, in his own words, failed to do that. And it hurts.
I’m so glad he’s not real. I’m already heartbroken now, I don’t even want to know what I would do if he was real.
