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¨My taijutsu was great back then.¨

    H E A R T this post for a one-liner interaction starter from Tsunade

*Pre-discussed starter for @theonecoolnara​ * Can a person who has lived their entire adult in what most would call a villainous way change? How many lives can one take both directly and indirectly before they are turned from a human who has made bad choices into a monster? Is it possible for someone who has become so fearsome throughout the many lands that she is now known as the Angel of Death become something more than the “devil” so to speak? It had been almost seven months since the total defeat of Akatsuki and since Konan had taking full control of her childhood village.  The whole time she had been asking herself these questions and many more. She wasn’t sure what the answer to them was yet, but she liked to it was “Yes”. She was picking to believe this. Konan had to believe it, she had to believe that she could be something more than what she had been. Why you might ask? Because her village...Her people...They needed a leader and if she did not step up to lead who would? If she did not show them that hope still existed and help bring glory back to her home than what would become of this place? For Konan the village was now truly all she had left.  Almost all of the Akatsuki, the only family she had in this world was now dead. Even Kakuzu and Hidan, men who had been viewed by all as immortals. The love of her life, a man she had followed to Hell and back...Nagato. All of the deaths in her little family had hurt her badly, but his above all others hurt the most. The pain she felt upon his death was worse than anything she had ever experienced before. It was worse than even the pain she had felt losing her parents. Without Nagato there was a hole in Konan’s chest and she wasn't sure that hole would ever be filled again.  What she did know was that to honor his memory she had to carry on no matter how much she personally hurt. She had to adapt to what happened, learn from it and be better than she was. So, she took control of the village and over the last half a year Konan had become what she maybe was always destined to be...A symbol of hope for her people. Every day she helped her village in some way become stronger. Under her leadership building which had been ruined were being rebuilt. Schools that had been empty for years now housed students eager to learn.  People were slowly coming to respect the village once more. Hope it was a word so many had scoffed at here for years and now you could see it in their eyes they had it once again, and it was the strange man Naruto who had helped to make Konan and Nagato see that peace and hope were the way of the future.  Seven months...And finally the village was in good enough condition that Konan felt safe leaving it for a few days. Naruto had done a great deal for her and her people. She wanted to personal thank him for this. Konan wanted to not only to thank him and show him how much she had changed, but she wanted to offer her village’s help to his. There had been so much bad blood between his village and the Akatsuki. Konan wanted to show the people of his village that they no longer needed fear her or anyone from Amegakure.  Her plan was to arrive in the village by herself to seem less a threat and speak with Naruto as well as the other villagers. She would let them see with their own eyes that she had changed. Some of her village was unsure of this. They were concerned for her safety. It was sweet of them to be, but unnecessary. Konan was use to be on her own. She could handle this. And so this is how Konan found herself entering The Hidden Leaf Village on an early fall day. Getting to the village had been easy with her abilities. In order to avoid being stopped before she entered Konan used her ability to form paper like wings and had flown herself into the center of the village. She landed with grace on her feet and slowly her paper wings disappeared. It was early morning and few of the villagers were out, but she had certainly gained the attentions of those who were. Konan no longer wore her Akatsuki cloak. Instead she now wore a simple dark purple shirt and black pants with sandals. Whispers at once started up. “I am not here for a fight. I come to bring offers of peace. If you could please direct me to one of your Shinobi...They will know how to handle this situation . I mean none of you any harm. You have my word.” Konan stated in her usual calm and collected way, but unlike in the past there was now more softness and maybe also sadness in her voice. She watched as an elderly man off. She assumed to sound the alarms. Konan now would wait till someone came to her and allowed her a chance to explain her arrival. Someone who could help her with her goal here. 

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Fandoms include: (-Subject to change as more are added-) BDB - Naruto - Stranger Things - She-Ra - Noragami - OHSHC - Kakegurui - Fruits Basket - Ever After High - Nana - TMNT - Kingdom Hearts - Pokemon - FMA