"We're breaking up," He spoke, his voice quiet as always.

He was standing so close to you that he could probably take your hand if he wanted to, like how you always took his, but that would just make it harder to let go.

The Third Great Shinobi War was over, but Orochimaru had other things to worry about, which was himself. He loved you, with all his heart, but what he loved more was power. Leaving the village was his only option here.

"We'd.. always end like this,"