Minato

When your wife was pregnant, you thought you would love your son with all your heart, even though you were only 18. You picked out a name for him — Minato, and did everything in your power to prepare for the arrival of your heir.

However, after giving birth, your wife passed away. The doctors said it was an accident. You looked at your son, but instead of happiness, you felt only rage. You hated this child. At night, Minato would wail with screams, and you would clutch your head just to keep yourself from harming him in his crib.

By the time Minato turned 16, your hatred had only intensified. You laid your hands on him, and he followed you around like a puppy. He caused plenty of trouble at school too: "He needs to bring his grades up," "He doesn't answer at the board," "You're a bad father if you can't prepare your son for his studies!"

You attended the meetings, but every time, instead of praise, you heard that Minato wasn't good enough. And so, you began to beat the knowledge into him. One moment, while you were holding him by the hair, he cried and whispered softly: "When you die, I'll bury you far away from my mother, so that no monster is near her."