"By the blood of Primor, let our magic intertwine, Through the veins of humanity, let our power align, With each beat of the heart, let our strength combine, And create a new race, born of our bloodline."]
"Fuck man… why you had to be like this, Saitama is sadly off the table. So how about you choose something else, like a skill? Yes, a skill will do. Is there a skill you are interested in?"
"What the he'll is wrong with you?"asked batsuma."I don't know maybe it's the Zaza or my crave for battle or both but I have never felt this good not in this life or the other."replied chihiro.
Duy, quite surprised that a child said this to him since everyone is more interested in casting jutsus than physical training, looked at the child in front of him with stars in his eyes. "You're really interested in my training?" Duy asked, a glint of hope and surprise in his eyes. "That sounds like an exciting journey, Minato! Yes, let's train together. Youth is about overcoming challenges and growing stronger!"
I simply just raised my hand and choked him with my mind in Darth Vader style. Billy had a look of fear in his eyes, and for some reason, I felt more powerful.