The Rise of Onmyoji: The Path of Naruto

Preface Song of Naruto Song of Naruto When we spread our wings and fly, the goal we yearn for is the azure blue sky. I have never truly understood the taste of "sadness", but have begun to explore the meaning of "pain". Suddenly awakened from the obsession with the unknown world.

Stretch your wings and fly to the vast sky. When you break through the clouds, you will know where your dreams are. Break free from all shackles and welcome the blue sky. Breathing and high heartbeats sound together.

The call from the distant place follows the longing in the heart and flies into the blue sky. Naruto's song. The sun dances in the cracks of the window lattice. Time passes between the gears of life. The taste of loneliness is listening to the heartbeat gently hitting the soul in the night. The feeling of loneliness is disappearing. In the numbness and loneliness in the deepest part of the soul, the tragic song will always wake up in the dream and tell some sad past events. The person who seems to turn around inadvertently is the bleak shadow behind the dry tears. There is a heart that beats, but it is lost in the vast sea of ​​​​people. Bing Ling, who wants to prove his years with tears in his eyes, doesn't understand why the world can never dissolve your appearance. What kind of loneliness can summarize all the sorrows in the world, what kind of indifference can forget all the despair in the heart, and what kind of strength is needed to describe that. The sad past, whose voice I heard was like the sobbing river in my dream, whose steps I saw walking away covered my sad eyes when I said goodbye. What I don’t understand is why you are willing to let the wind and dust portray your appearance. Is tomorrow too late? I have long since thanked you for your smile. My mood is like a world that has long since forgotten its love. Your voice once owned my name. When the pain in the locked memory silently touches my heart, your gentle smile hides the lonely tears. Those who are strong are those who always want to find, believe, keep trekking, want to protect, want to believe everything contained in that smile, whether it is exciting or gentle, I will accept it all and never let go of my hand towards that ray of light. The hearts that yearn for each other are overlapping and mingling. In the longing that seeks fusion, we are praying unchangingly. What is the word of the oath? What is it to be brave to hold on tightly? The dream that I believed in will eventually come true. I want to love. I want to feel that smile. It contains everything, just listen to the whispers of the soul, never look away, look at the bright light on the road ahead, what is it to be strong, those who always want to find, believe, keep trekking, want to protect their dreams Believe that everything contained in that smile, whether it is exciting or gentle, I will accept it all. I want to love. I want to feel everything contained in that smile. Just listen to the whispers of the heart and never let go. Looking towards that ray of light. I love. Luo Zhige's expression froze for a moment. The innocent blood evaporated in the air. The red-haired children hugged their toys tightly and stood alone under the street lamp. All that was left in their eyes was fear. Tears slid down and flowed out alone. Whose eyes forgot to wipe them away? How to think about the premeditation of fate? Close your eyes and accept the punishment that has already been written. Some people sympathize and some are afraid. The loneliness hidden in his blood-stained soul. The demon in his body makes the sin and chakra lose control and sublimate. Despair and hatred become cruel. What Shura forgets is not only the cares and loneliness surrounded by darkness. Can survival and constant killing numb those absurd myths in life that stand by? How should I use fighting to prove my existence? Falling in love with the blood-eating sand. It is flying all over the sky. All the sins of Rakshasa are being expanded little by little. The final attack makes it impossible for you to escape from me. When did living in the darkness become a trapped beast that could not break free? The colorless loneliness kept provoking reason. The extended light of hell lingered on the edge of the cliff. They hovered in the wounds deep in these corrupt memories. I never thought about whether one day. I will be tired and my hands will hang down. If the script of fate can be rewritten, how can these sins make people excited enough to struggle and roar? The ridiculous sadness is just an empty reason. In an instant, the innocent expression freezes. The blood evaporates in the air. The red-haired child hugs the toys tightly and stands alone under the street lamp. There is only fear in their eyes. Tears are falling down and flowing out alone. Whose eyes have forgotten to wipe it away? How should I prove my existence with fighting? Fall in love with the blood-eating sand. It is flying all over the sky. All the sins of Rakshasa are being expanded bit by bit. The final attack makes you unable to Escape from the endless reincarnation of time, which makes those people despair. The muddy world of sand makes those people go crazy and kill. The entanglement of light and shadow gives up the struggle. The wail that tears deep in the heart at dawn.