It was over, Hakai of the Hozuki clans time was neigh. His end was ensured, with his days numbered he planned for his exit. He was the Demon of the Mist after all and he would go out like a Demon.
There were not many shinobi in the world that Hakai truly marked as his comrade. Every mist ninja fell under his protection, but they werent worthy of being call comrades. As he faced his mortality he pondered for many hours his legacy and he knew he would be forgotten by most. He never made the impact he planned too, a warrior of his people he would fall in a long list of powerful shinobi from the Mist. So he decided to change that and he proposed his plan. He wishes to leave his comrades with worthy gifts; even his life long rival. A man Hakai swore he would kill of they ever fought again. Still bitter from the Chunin exams where Hakai was handed his first defeat. A dish he never had the opportunity to taste again. The defeat still lingered like a foul smell in Hakai's mind. Anytime he encounter the man or heard his name, it was a painful reminder. This cloud shinobi had something only a handful of people ever gain, a Demon's respect.
So Hakai would entrust him with last will and testament. It was time for the Demon of the Mist to leave his beloved village and seek out this man. When he finished he would move on to find his kin in the Land of Sound.
It was time the Demon set the world right. Leave kiri in the hands of a powerful leader. He would seek out ever powerful ally he had. It was time for Demon to make his move and quickly.
There were not many shinobi in the world that Hakai truly marked as his comrade. Every mist ninja fell under his protection, but they werent worthy of being call comrades. As he faced his mortality he pondered for many hours his legacy and he knew he would be forgotten by most. He never made the impact he planned too, a warrior of his people he would fall in a long list of powerful shinobi from the Mist. So he decided to change that and he proposed his plan. He wishes to leave his comrades with worthy gifts; even his life long rival. A man Hakai swore he would kill of they ever fought again. Still bitter from the Chunin exams where Hakai was handed his first defeat. A dish he never had the opportunity to taste again. The defeat still lingered like a foul smell in Hakai's mind. Anytime he encounter the man or heard his name, it was a painful reminder. This cloud shinobi had something only a handful of people ever gain, a Demon's respect.
So Hakai would entrust him with last will and testament. It was time for the Demon of the Mist to leave his beloved village and seek out this man. When he finished he would move on to find his kin in the Land of Sound.
It was time the Demon set the world right. Leave kiri in the hands of a powerful leader. He would seek out ever powerful ally he had. It was time for Demon to make his move and quickly.