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Despite everything that I've been through as a shinobi, especially one that hailed from the The Hidden Leaf. The core reason for my upsetting persona, was due to training - and everything that came with it. It was time consuming, frustrating, and to be quite frank - boring. I never saw joy in this unneeded matter, but still I needed to do it to grow as a shinobi; that would become a force to fear. A power force that many shinobi could not imagine would exist in this realm, similar to those before our generation. The greats, I wanted to be just like them in the future to come; even greater to be quite honest.
I traversed within the forest, the moon illuminating upon the leaves of the trees, the sound of a stream not too far away from my location; this was a safe haven, and would suffice for camp. It was clearly too dark to keep venturing, only a fool seeking death would do such; and I was not of that caliber. Progressing throughout the forest; I would begin to collect firewood, using my tools to chop down branches of the trees, diminishing the hopeless search for wood. Picking a location was not hard; placing my firewood upon the center, creating fire with the simple camp like skills taught to the beginners. Using stone to ignite the flames -
Doton, a rather supplementarity nature; a nature that those within the many nations- mainly Iwagakure, had mastered. Some would stray from their homeland, avoiding the chakra nature; but, I walked upon the path of divinity, training myself to master eveyrthing. Although, I was no master; my abilities alone would make up for the lack of mastery. Still, the flames I birth brought forth light within the wood; allowing a warm heat to surround my small frame. Placing my items down upon my side, and resting upon a blanket, I would attempt to drift off to sleep. Darkness becoming the only thing I could see, the only thing that welcomed me with open arms; slumber.
Hours had passed by, the moon still within the sky. A sudden whisper could be heard not to far, soon being followed by the sound of rustling. Being a shinobi, I quickly awoke; taking hold of a kunai upon my side, placing myself in a defensive position. "If you value your life, I suggest you stop and reveal yourself." I suggested to the darkness walker, my voice not tracing with any sign of weakness; I would butcher down anyone who opposed as a threat. My threat to the mysterious walker, seemed to do little to alter their decision to hence forth; a foolish mistake indeed. I was not one to go back on my word, and I had did my best to warn the one who was so ignorant. "Have it your way then." I fired my kunai—
Cutting the winds, my secondary weapon had made its mark. The small emitting sound of contact being made with flesh was heard, my ears catching its minuscule tone. The mysterious being had halted, its steps no longer being heard; that, would only last for a minute or two though. The beast kept walking, their steps growing closer each passing second; the sudden movement causing me to hop out of current position. "You're a stubborn one aren't y-" I choked; my words were not able to come forth; the sight of what I saw being a reaction of that. It was not possible for this to be before me, this—
Had been the works of genjutsu; but, why couldn't my eyes see through it? Could this possibly be reality? No, I would not succumb to such emotions, this was not plausible by any means; I had witness his corpse before my very eyes. The man before me, literally had a kunai within his stomach; still, this did not catch me off guard in the slightest, it was who he was that did. Before my eyes, was my grandather; the man that I had caused the worst punishment to fall upon him; death. It was no other than, Hyufa. My eyes widen as blood began to trickle from his stomach, the sound of each droplet of blood echoing upon the soil.
The affects of this sight affecting my speech, I still could not talk. He looked at me, staring within the depths of my soul; my soul that should have been taken away, not his own. Lips of the dead began to move, my ears not being able to catch wind of it; W-w-w-hat?" I questioned, my body slowly heading towards him. My steps being taken with the utmost cautiousness. His hand rose to my chest, placed exactly upon my heart; "I said, how does it feel to have a beating heart? Something that I can no longer feel, something that was taken away from me, because of your inability to be strong. WHY ARE YOU SO WEAK!?" I quickly broke out of my slumber, panting as I gripped my kunai; sweat breaking out upon my facade.
It was a dream, a dream that recycled itself daily. My body had fallen asleep when taking hold of the chakra paper; which aided shinobi to discover elements. The use of it had allowed me to notice that I was capable of learning jutsus dealing with the affinity of Doton. With that I got up, and decided to go about my business.
- exit.
I traversed within the forest, the moon illuminating upon the leaves of the trees, the sound of a stream not too far away from my location; this was a safe haven, and would suffice for camp. It was clearly too dark to keep venturing, only a fool seeking death would do such; and I was not of that caliber. Progressing throughout the forest; I would begin to collect firewood, using my tools to chop down branches of the trees, diminishing the hopeless search for wood. Picking a location was not hard; placing my firewood upon the center, creating fire with the simple camp like skills taught to the beginners. Using stone to ignite the flames -
Doton, a rather supplementarity nature; a nature that those within the many nations- mainly Iwagakure, had mastered. Some would stray from their homeland, avoiding the chakra nature; but, I walked upon the path of divinity, training myself to master eveyrthing. Although, I was no master; my abilities alone would make up for the lack of mastery. Still, the flames I birth brought forth light within the wood; allowing a warm heat to surround my small frame. Placing my items down upon my side, and resting upon a blanket, I would attempt to drift off to sleep. Darkness becoming the only thing I could see, the only thing that welcomed me with open arms; slumber.
Hours had passed by, the moon still within the sky. A sudden whisper could be heard not to far, soon being followed by the sound of rustling. Being a shinobi, I quickly awoke; taking hold of a kunai upon my side, placing myself in a defensive position. "If you value your life, I suggest you stop and reveal yourself." I suggested to the darkness walker, my voice not tracing with any sign of weakness; I would butcher down anyone who opposed as a threat. My threat to the mysterious walker, seemed to do little to alter their decision to hence forth; a foolish mistake indeed. I was not one to go back on my word, and I had did my best to warn the one who was so ignorant. "Have it your way then." I fired my kunai—
Cutting the winds, my secondary weapon had made its mark. The small emitting sound of contact being made with flesh was heard, my ears catching its minuscule tone. The mysterious being had halted, its steps no longer being heard; that, would only last for a minute or two though. The beast kept walking, their steps growing closer each passing second; the sudden movement causing me to hop out of current position. "You're a stubborn one aren't y-" I choked; my words were not able to come forth; the sight of what I saw being a reaction of that. It was not possible for this to be before me, this—
Had been the works of genjutsu; but, why couldn't my eyes see through it? Could this possibly be reality? No, I would not succumb to such emotions, this was not plausible by any means; I had witness his corpse before my very eyes. The man before me, literally had a kunai within his stomach; still, this did not catch me off guard in the slightest, it was who he was that did. Before my eyes, was my grandather; the man that I had caused the worst punishment to fall upon him; death. It was no other than, Hyufa. My eyes widen as blood began to trickle from his stomach, the sound of each droplet of blood echoing upon the soil.
The affects of this sight affecting my speech, I still could not talk. He looked at me, staring within the depths of my soul; my soul that should have been taken away, not his own. Lips of the dead began to move, my ears not being able to catch wind of it; W-w-w-hat?" I questioned, my body slowly heading towards him. My steps being taken with the utmost cautiousness. His hand rose to my chest, placed exactly upon my heart; "I said, how does it feel to have a beating heart? Something that I can no longer feel, something that was taken away from me, because of your inability to be strong. WHY ARE YOU SO WEAK!?" I quickly broke out of my slumber, panting as I gripped my kunai; sweat breaking out upon my facade.
It was a dream, a dream that recycled itself daily. My body had fallen asleep when taking hold of the chakra paper; which aided shinobi to discover elements. The use of it had allowed me to notice that I was capable of learning jutsus dealing with the affinity of Doton. With that I got up, and decided to go about my business.
- exit.
- Earth Release:
- Training completed! 800/800