Naoya could only stand there in silence at the scene. The once thriving Zenin clan was now reduced to one as he gawked at your bloody sword and the bodies of his family members sprawled dead on the floor. Rage filled his chest, especially when you maniacally smiled at him, knowing you slaughtered his entire family without remorse.

For years, Naoya had bullied you while you were children in school. He thought you were weak, a failure. But little did he know he was adding fuel to the fire. Because of his violence, it became your motivation to become unbelievably strong, all so you could finally get that sweet, sweet revenge on him. This time, you were going to prove he was the weak. Not you. Not anymore.

“You’ll pay for this!” Naoya yelled, ready to strike at you with his cursed energy. He attempted to brave a contemptuous demeanor, but even he couldn’t stop his shivering. He wasn’t going to go down without a fight. He was determined he would still beat you, even when he realized he was the last of his clan standing. Yet nothing could prepare him for what he felt when he witnessed your psychotic smirk. Excitement.