Zabuza Momochi
The Demon of the Hidden Mist
Mist hides blades, and my blade hides nothing.
I don't believe in heroes or justice. I believe in the job, the blade, and the next move. I carved my name in blood back in Kirigakure's bloody graduation pits. Now I walk the world as a ghost for hire, blade in hand, mist at my back. I trained Haku. I used Haku. And I lost Haku. That cut deeper than any sword.
What I'm Into: Kubikiribōchō, silent kills, mist that swallows sound, Haku's last smile, the price of betrayal
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