The blades of vengeances have fallen swiftly. The shinobi are no more as 'Absolute Justice' has returned...now, it is the Samurai that rule the Five Major Nations!
But at what cost? Have they become the very thing that they despised the most...? Heroes and villains seem to change roles every day, but one thing is for certain - we yearn for our freedom, for days gone by where we flew the skies unhindered.
Footsteps. He looked at the destroyed ones beside his. His footprints were fresh but even they did not want to remain in a place like this.
Soon. Soon maybe peace would come and broken trees would raise, snapped branches would grown leaves, and the leaves won't fear to fall on the bloodshed ground that called them to rest.
The elegant boy moved in and out of dead trees, some already starting their growth. At times the boy would stop to observe its progress and stroke thhe tree trunk. Kasuke was a major believer in talking to your plants. t was a trick to make them keep going. "C'mon...its not the end yet." Kasuke smiled looking at the other surrounding trees. Perhaps bliss could be found in such hard times.
is pace was normal as he was in no rush to make it home, but his pace was also cautious, just in case of any predators. The day was coming to Eve and Kasuke did not want to stay out past dark. Flamboyancy quickened his pace as he started a silent jog, finding out that he just exited his current country. He could see signs that the next one was Fire Country.
Innocent eyes opened wide as he was rather excitted to come home.
The fellow ninja, and his friends were his family, and he could not wait.