"Yes, you are humanity's last hope." "I'm honoured- really. But I don't think there's any way I, alone, could solve the war. If armies working for decades couldn't do it, I'm pretty sure I can't." Shisui said nonchalantly. "I love hard missions, don't mind me, but I'm not too keen on taking impossible ones." The sage frowned, his face looking centuries older. "I'm giving you the chance to save your friends and your village. You can't just... refuse." _________________________ In which Shisui goes back in time on a suicide mission to save everyone from the Fourth Shinobi War's aftermaths. He isn't happy about it. DISCLAIMER: Neither the cover nor the characters are mine. Expect the worst; I have dark ideas for this fic. (There won't be any rape or smut, though)
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