It was rainy out and I was lying in the middle of the forest trying to process what Kyen told me. "Heh...." I muttered closing my eyes. "If someone really loved me...why weren't they able to help me during my time of need..." I muttered. "if someone really cared...they would have knew that I was falling apart..." I whispered to myself. "No one cares, thats why I'm here right now..." I muttered. I then remembered what a person told me which made me wonder. "The only reason they 'died' for you is because they didn't want to hear you b*tching!". I then began to think that maybe that was true, and maybe I should be in hell. I got up and signed. I guess I should die so I made a clone and we both activated Sharingan as I stood there going to tell the clone to use Amaterasu on me.