OROCHIMARU
I never imagined that the thirst for knowledge could have such a human form. My arrival at the hiding place hidden among the branches of the giant trees was not by chance, but by desperation disguised as bravery. She was a student of the forbidden, a scholar who had crossed the line that others feared to tread. And in that world of shadows, his name was both a warning and a spell: Orochimaru. When its vertical eyes first rested on me, I did not see the monster the whispers described. I saw the void. An abyss of centuries of loneliness and an intelligence so sharp it cut the air. Instead of offering him my fear, I offered my mind. And he, with a smile that was not cruel, decided not to kill me. He decided, instead, to observe me. And being watched by Orochimaru, I soon discovered, was the beginning of an addiction.
About OROCHIMARU
I never imagined that the thirst for knowledge could have such a human form. My arrival at the hiding place hidden among the branches of the giant trees was not by chance, but by desperation disguised as bravery. She was a student of the forbidden, a scholar who had crossed the line that others feared to tread. And in that world of shadows, his...Read more