Thank youuu !

I think her progress with talking and interacting is a bit unrealistic.

I love your story, i can't wait to read what happend next (tsunade!). I need more of everything (Naruto! Kakashi!). I hope you update soon!

love the story.
only the jiraiya parts are extremely annoying .
always those damned toads why not different contract.
hope naruto doesn't go on training trip with.

I have successfully read this almost in one day. I’m obssessedddddddd! Please, update soon! I can’t wait for karibi to meet tesunade. And I wanna know what’s In store for Naruto and Karibi.
Also, I’m already having Karibi and Kakashi withdrawal (inserts sobbing emoji face(
Great work!

Yes still enjoying your work
Kept it up glad for this pace of updates
Can’t wait for the next chapter
Chapter was awesome
Please continue

how exciting that tsunade's coming up! can't wait to see how that turns out and eager to see their fight with orochimaru too! awesome chapter and i can't wait to read more :)

Damn, your review comments are longer than your chapters by now!
I'm not really complaining, but it really creates an illusionary word count that doesn't actually exist.
I'd say only half of the 250k words that this story was supposed to have is actual writing :P (Again, this is okay ... if that's what you want to ... it's just a shame that there isn't more to read!)

I need to say this now ... I absolutely dislike the fact that seduction missions ALWAYS come up in female Anbu Mc's.

If you implement this here, then I'm out. I'm simply gonna leave and never look back. Cause, that's something I will never, ever, do. If I were given a female body, finally, I would never throw it away like that. Never mistreat it like that. I can do many things, but I could never throw away something that I STILL treasure so much. I'd love my body and if I love my body, then I would never offer it up like that. In my fanfics, even if they are dark and full of cruelty, there will never be rape if it's avoidable and there will never be seduction trash.

I'm sorry for the comment on the last chapter, or was it the one before that.
I just don't know what to think or what to say about myself or anything anymore.
I'm just spouting bullshit that does not feel real at all times of the day.
The only thing I can safely say is that I enjoy the fanfic you have written, even if only to inspire something in myself and to pass the time. Thank you.

You are mistaken. The dead do not care, ever. They are dead. The dead do not care about you, they cannot care because they are not there anymore. Whatever they were before, whatever they treasured, whatever they promised, whatever they did does not matter anymore. They are dead and gone.

I will never let anyone fool me into thinking that the dead "would not have wanted me to be like this" because that's ridiculous. The dead are not here anymore, they have no consequence on the continuing life of the living. They are dead. And death is the end.

“There are three deaths. The first is when the body ceases to function.
The second is when the body is consigned to the grave. The third is that
moment, sometime in the future, when your name is spoken for the last
time.”

There you go. The dead are merely ghosts haunting your memory.

See, she wasn't broken completely yet. There is still something there. It's almost become annoying with how much you pretend to break her only to pull her back again. What is this? Character development? No. You are wrong. You are merely playing a game here. Suffering builds character, but if you heal her back up to where she was before, then nothing will change. By now I can't help but think, is she unbreakable?

Sorry for the little rant, I truly enjoy your story ... if you want to, take offense, it does not matter. I know that I like reading your fanfic and that's enough.

Broken?! Not yet. Not yet. There is still more. As long as there are even pieces left, she can be glued back together.
But what could be bad enough to destroy even the pieces left.

I wonder, just what does it take for someone to truly break. To shatter into pieces and to never be able to glue them back together again.
What does it take to do that to a person.
Honestly, I'm curious. I'm curious to see what it would do to me. My existence as of now has no worth whatsoever, there is only misery and happiness I can never reach ... but, if I break ... if I get various traumas that'll keep me awake at night, if I get insomnia, if I have nightmares even when I'm just too tired to dream ... if I lose everything that's precious to me ... if I endure physical torture ... all that, would I still be whole? No, I can't be. I musn't be. I don't want to be. Things seem more hopeless when you are still too okay to be broken.
At least, if you break, or so I wish, then you can stop trying. Being forced to keep trying because I'm still okay is hurting me. Why can't I just give the hell up. I know now that it's not courage that I need to finally kill myself, I need to lose every last vestige of hope to be able to surpass my fears.

Honestly, I'm kind of glad that I love no one. I won't ever lose anything if I never had anything either.
Though, I'm sure, I like my family, so I will be sad, but ... it won't break me ... probably. Maybe. I don't know, I never experienced loss.

I like this a lot. You are doing such a nice job in making the story 'flow'.#

I really actually don't know how to write, but I'll try ... again ... probably a bad life choice tho :P