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The world. The world never changed. Not really. Nowhere showed it quite as well as this mountain view, this simple view over the lightning village and the area really brought a mellow trance to selah. Standing in his normal attire, with his deep red armor reflecting gently the moonlight of the cold windy night, he peered his vision over the area unto the horizon. No matter what time period, no matter when or why, there would always be those who stuck inside the law and those who refused to. Now, don't get it wrong, some people who stay outside of the law can be good people, after all laws aren't always just. Laws are made by the people who control an area to allow them to control the area better, and when those people are unjust many times the laws will be too. However, in this time and age the majority of laws in the great ninja villages were fair. There were a few exceptions, but the majority of things were fine. Thus, the people who went against them, more often than not, either had some great motivation to lure them into doing such or they were terrible people who wanted nothing more than money and power. It seemed, unfortunately, that the second one was very much in style right now. After studying the world and its view the young uchiha would ponder over his thoughts. The height he was at now, no one would bother him, he was alone.
Having turned his back slowly towards the sight, he slowly treaded back to the spot he needed to train. The wind picked up its speed every now and then, this was no bother to him as his hair would trail along with the wind current. He could tell his teammates where training and he himself would have to outshine them, they didn't have his respect yet but in due time he would acknowledge them. He had to focus on his eyes and the power that lays dormant, for selah to know this himself he would have to gain control over his chakra circulation. His black pupils took the same shade as the night, his senses still sharp of his surroundings at all times. Having found the suitable ledge to sit on in a crossed feet position, he would notice the air was thinner then usually, this was because of the height selah managed to reach. Having taken the time to claps both of his hands in front of his face, closing his eyes and taken controlled deep breaths he would control his chakra.
[Flash Back - When He Was 5 In The Lab]
Selah was tired after a day's workout in the lab, and did not want to be interrupted. However, his fellow cell mates did not seem to care. They were all talking about the training exercise that was going on, with the other mates and being beaten horribly. Selah sat on the edge of the bench as he let his feet dangle and sway forward and back, his body was beaten to a pulp like everyone else. Turning his head to see his cell mates, their spirit was high enough to shrug the pain, or they just got used to it. Selah always wondered even at his young age if he would ever escape the lab, a place where they create ninjas and human experiments. Before he got comfortable he was back into the torture training, constantly being monitored by the lab researchers. The training consisted of spars between cell mates rounded off by knocking the loser out cold, selah would of won this spar but his thoughts about escaping got the better of him, this caused him to be knocked out.
[In The Insanity Room 30 Minutes After]
All the losers in the spar training would be taken to this room, it was a rather big room with many kids around selah's age chained by their arms from the ceiling. All the victims were punished with a brute force of a couple punches or kicks from the guards who watch the losers. No one has ever died from the punishment but it was enough to fully crumple the spirits and soul of the kids, this was one of their brain washing routines. Selah having been hanging for a while awoke in a daze to a guard standing in front of him, without reason the guard would head butt selah right in the nose causing it to heavily nose bleed. Being caused by the pain of the nosebleed and his injured body, this caused him to awaken his sharingan shortly right after. Giving out a tremendous shriek in pain, he tried to undo himself from the chains but that failed him, shortly he lost all the energy to stay conscious and would soon pass out. He was left in the room for 9 hours being held by the chains.
[End Of Flashback]
With the cold wind blowing on selah's body, his meditation was broken by a screech of a bird soaring above him in the night. Having gained slight control on his sharingan from young he never was shown using it, it wasn't yet ready, it was still too early. Selah would have to continue his training elsewhere but for now this was his personal spot.
[Exits]
[Unmastered 1 Tomoe - Trained] [883/750]
Having turned his back slowly towards the sight, he slowly treaded back to the spot he needed to train. The wind picked up its speed every now and then, this was no bother to him as his hair would trail along with the wind current. He could tell his teammates where training and he himself would have to outshine them, they didn't have his respect yet but in due time he would acknowledge them. He had to focus on his eyes and the power that lays dormant, for selah to know this himself he would have to gain control over his chakra circulation. His black pupils took the same shade as the night, his senses still sharp of his surroundings at all times. Having found the suitable ledge to sit on in a crossed feet position, he would notice the air was thinner then usually, this was because of the height selah managed to reach. Having taken the time to claps both of his hands in front of his face, closing his eyes and taken controlled deep breaths he would control his chakra.
[Flash Back - When He Was 5 In The Lab]
Selah was tired after a day's workout in the lab, and did not want to be interrupted. However, his fellow cell mates did not seem to care. They were all talking about the training exercise that was going on, with the other mates and being beaten horribly. Selah sat on the edge of the bench as he let his feet dangle and sway forward and back, his body was beaten to a pulp like everyone else. Turning his head to see his cell mates, their spirit was high enough to shrug the pain, or they just got used to it. Selah always wondered even at his young age if he would ever escape the lab, a place where they create ninjas and human experiments. Before he got comfortable he was back into the torture training, constantly being monitored by the lab researchers. The training consisted of spars between cell mates rounded off by knocking the loser out cold, selah would of won this spar but his thoughts about escaping got the better of him, this caused him to be knocked out.
[In The Insanity Room 30 Minutes After]
All the losers in the spar training would be taken to this room, it was a rather big room with many kids around selah's age chained by their arms from the ceiling. All the victims were punished with a brute force of a couple punches or kicks from the guards who watch the losers. No one has ever died from the punishment but it was enough to fully crumple the spirits and soul of the kids, this was one of their brain washing routines. Selah having been hanging for a while awoke in a daze to a guard standing in front of him, without reason the guard would head butt selah right in the nose causing it to heavily nose bleed. Being caused by the pain of the nosebleed and his injured body, this caused him to awaken his sharingan shortly right after. Giving out a tremendous shriek in pain, he tried to undo himself from the chains but that failed him, shortly he lost all the energy to stay conscious and would soon pass out. He was left in the room for 9 hours being held by the chains.
[End Of Flashback]
With the cold wind blowing on selah's body, his meditation was broken by a screech of a bird soaring above him in the night. Having gained slight control on his sharingan from young he never was shown using it, it wasn't yet ready, it was still too early. Selah would have to continue his training elsewhere but for now this was his personal spot.
[Exits]
[Unmastered 1 Tomoe - Trained] [883/750]