Shh, Silence, the Byakugan Princess

When had Deidara's mind started to become a little unstable?

Was it when he personally witnessed the instantaneous art of the man before him casually slicing open the heavens?

No.

Was it when he noticed that Yogakure's people followed their leader with absolute trust?

No.

Was it his own...

"I'm a failure. I hardly ever notice whether the sun is shining, because I don't have the time.

"My parents couldn't support me, and I wasn't highly educated. Alone in the city, I searched for a future.

"I looked for many jobs, but none would hire me. Maybe no one liked someone who wasn't good at talking, didn't enjoy socializing, and hadn't shown enough ability.

"For three whole days, I ate only two loaves of bread. Hunger kept me awake at night. Fortunately, I had paid a month's rent in advance, so I could keep living in that dark basement instead of going outside to endure the unusually frigid winter winds.

"Finally, I found a job: keeping watch at a hospital, guarding the morgue at night.

"The hospital was even colder at night than I had imagined. The corridor wall lamps were unlit, and everything was dim. I could only rely on the faint light spilling out from the rooms to see where I stepped.

"The place smelled awful. Every so often, a dead person would be delivered stuffed inside a body bag, and we would work together to carry them into the morgue.

"It wasn't a good job, but at least I could afford bread. I could also use the free time at night to study. After all, no one wanted to come to the morgue unless a body needed to be brought in or taken away for cremation. Of course, I still didn't have enough money to buy books,