I hate him.
                 I still remember when I first saw him. Of course, at the time, I was four.
                 Still, I remember him. He was the only person, that I could never forget in
                 my life. I always hated him.
                 Many believed that I hated him, when I lost my future position. Some believe
                 it's because of what happened to my mother. Some even believe that it's
                 because of what happened to my face.
                 No, I hated him from the first moment I saw him.
                 Mother went to Kagero's house, to "pay respects" to her newborn. She picked
                 out a lovely selection of human skulls to use.
                 While she, Kagero, and my father spoke, I looked at the baby.
                 Many would find it hard to believe that I could hate him at that moment. It
                 could be because of my age, or that my face was neutral. Even I couldn't
                 believe I could hate someone this much.
                 I stared at his face, sound asleep, unaware of what was occuring around him.
                 I hated him.
                 Because.......
                 because............
                 BECAUSE HE TOOK MY FATHER FROM ME!
                 Father never came to visit, even though I was to be the next leader.
                 All because of this brat......
                 I wanted to strangle the life from him right there. But I decided against it.
                 I was to be the leader, while he would be nothing. Even though he had
                 Father's love, I would still be his superior.

                 I hate him.
                 He created a Flame. How could he..?
                 The people said that it was a bad sign. My mother thought that he should have
                 been killed. I was silent, but I agreed completely.
                 However, the old man said that I was the one who should be killed.
                 Again, he stole something from me!
                 He took away my future, as the leader of the Hokage.
                 And, he would have taken my life, had his mother not begged for it.

                 I hate him.
                 Mother is sick, and no one will help her, since she has no more power in the
                 village.
                 All because of Recca.....
                 I went to his room, with my blade drawn.
                 I stared at his face, and for the briefest moment, what could be considered
                 sane thought came to me.
                 He was my brother. His mother saved me from death. I am his elder. I should
                 protect him, not kill him.
                 But, my mother's condition came back to me.
                 My blade went through his cheek. Had his mother not arrived, I would have
                 been successful.
                 As a result, now thanks to him, my freedom and my mother were taken away.
                 I was locked up, for what would have been my whole life.
                 All because of him.......

                 I hate him.
                 Oda's forces attacked the village. The flames almost killed me.
                 If it wasn't for my own Flame, I'd have died.
                 I found a katanna before me when I escaped. Recca came back to my mind.
                 I had to kill him.
                 I stalked his mother, planning to kill her too, if I had to. My score was
                 with him. If she got in the way, I'd kill her as well.
                 Then, she sent him in time, and I followed.
                 I assumed that he was dead. I hoped that he was dead.

                 I hate him.
                 He has appeared again.
                 He is now  a young man, full of youth and strength. He can use his Flame well
                 enough.
                 But, he can use the Karyu.
                 Now, he is destined to be stronger than me.
                 Recca, I can never forget you.
                 You are both my brother, and my enemy.
                 My only true passion, and my only true hate.
                 I truly, hate you.