Chapter 60

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Both Yue and I sat while we silently paid attention to Sakura's plan, while simple and possibly very viable, provided, of course, things go as planned.

The plan was to go back to the fire nation, where she would present me as her child. And with time, start a rebellion from within. This plan while beautiful on paper, it had a bunch of holes.

Like, for example, while she had indeed kept contact with her father, she hadn't told him about her having any kids at all. So things regarding my existence and how I just suddenly came to be would be hard to prove and fill.

"Sakura… what exactly are you going to tell him, I mean…" I sighed, "It's…. Look, while I am up for the idea, I want to understand how will you make them believe I am your son?"

"Well, I might have… told my dad I had a kid," Sakura said, blushing, "I got a cat a year after I left, and well, I referred to him as my baby on my letters, and dad never corrected me,"

Oh god, "Please tell me my name is not cotton ball or something," I chuckled.

"No, I never named him…. I just called him baby," Sakura giggled.

"So… let me see if I get this right, eighteen years old you left the fire nation, right?" I asked, getting a nod from an answer, "Then a year later, you got a cat, and in your letters, you called him your kid or baby, right?" Sakura nodded once again, "Your dad, somehow never asked if… that baby or kid, was real or what was his name, or if he or she, was human… right?"

"Well, he did ask… he knows baby was a boy," Sakura said.

"Alright, but… your father never showed any interest in him? I mean, if he thought it was your baby… and he is like you described… wouldn't he had tried to meet him, and or at the very least, send some gifts.

"He can't leave the fire nation, his position requires him to stay, and well… he did send a lot of stuff for his imaginary grandson, every year I get a gift and money for him… now you ... With a letter of him begging me to go back so that he can meet his grandson," Sakura sighed, "He just doesn't push me, because he just thinks I am still mad with him… for… what he did,"

"Alright… so do I need a name change?" I asked.

"No, Akira is pretty common," Sakura smiled.

"So… what happens after he gets that throne?" Yue asked, breaking her silence.

"Well, the idea is that once Akira has throne…. We will set to destroy the violent groups from within that incite violence, adding more fuel to the flames of this chaotic world; our mission is curing the fire nation of its disease," Sakura said with a deadly cold tone, "By eliminating it, entirely,"

"Risky, but probably safer than anything Akira was probably thinking," Yue chuckled teasingly.

"Safety is for the weak," I shot back at Yue, with a confident smirk, before turning back to Sakura, "Anyhow… let's do it,"

"Perfect," Sakura beamed at me.

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With a very unorthodox plan at hands, I decided to stay on the tribe for a bit, to relax. Meditating by the spirits, without letting the rest of the tribe know I was here, as to avoid fucking the plan.

As I meditated above the tree close to the spirit Oasis, laying near the two spirits, I couldn't help but let my mind wander into the depths of this adventure I was about to embark on.

For one, I did not want to rule. Not for long, at the very least, I knew my shortcomings, and one of them was my social skills; I was barely able to tolerate small groups of people around me, so an entire country would be a bit too much.

But I did want to destroy the war-loving aspects of the Fire Nation society by cutting them from the root. After that, I would probably have to find someone worthy of ruling. Someone… completely opposite to Ozai.

Iroh? That could work if he wanted the throne. I suppose I will see how to fix that as I go.

-You could leave a… cub? Is that how you humans call your littles?- Vaatu inquired, breaking my meditation.

"You mean an heir… that would mean I would have to stay until the kid is ready… ain't nobody got time for that…" I chuckled.

I wasn't going to lie; the idea of fucking the timeline, so bad my knowledge of it becomes obsolete, it's very enticing. So much, it's the second reason on my list for going with this plan. Because until now, my changes on the story had been.. pretty small, like Killing Zhao. That didn't change shit.

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Killing Ozai, on the other hand, would change the entire world as I knew it from TV. Making my journey very interesting.

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[Sakura POV]

Eighteen years ago, I vowed to never go back to the fire nation, a place that since childhood I had grown to despise. We were sheep following an ideal… that the Fire Lord was perfect.

And for that perfection, we applaud his every action, no matter how awful and inhuman said actions were. There it was, my nation praising a mad king.

I was happy here, more than I could've possibly hoped for me twenty years ago; I had given up in trying to change the world. And now, I was going back, for I had found the weapon, the key I was looking for.

Akira was the final piece of the puzzle, the weapon I would use to break the chains.

I felt bad for using him, but… I wanted to save my country and the world from its own outdoing. Life in the fire nation… in this world, was nothing but a momentary flicker with every cruel second spent delaying the inevitable in an endless war that Aang the Avatar, and every Avatar before him had failed.

Balance? Harmony? Bullshit! Chaos was ultimately the only thing that ruled us; that's why I knew Akira was the right person for this job. He was a human that embraced the chaos within him instead of hiding behind a sea of lies to make himself feel better. A chaotic Avatar was what his world needed. Not the other Avatars.

Every single Avatar before Aang had failed us. Their so-called quests for peace had doomed us all.

In this life, nothing was fair; the system the white avatars themselves had created was broken. But with Akira on my side, I was going to help him tear it all down, breaking a system that had always been flawed—and remaking it into one that works… one that doesn't rely on the help of the Avatar that had so many times before failed us. One that is harsh and fair for everyone.

I still remembered what Aang said before leaving, "Every life is precious…" a kid like that was not suited for anything. Life was cruel.

From our very first breath to our last, we are doomed to follow the broken path other Avatars had left behind for us. But no matter what we do, the path always ends at the same door. War.

If Roku were half the man Akira was, he would've killed Sozin, stopping him altogether his idiotic ideas of war. Leaving a message to those that seek to disturb the peace. But he couldn't.

Aang was on the same path. A naive little child that thought Ozai's life was precious.

Akira, on the other hand,… was not a stranger to killing. And never did without a good reason; he understood the root of all evil had to be exterminated if peace was to endure.