The Herald. [o]

[永遠に]

My eyes, those burgundy shells, stayed positioned upon the breaking waters which rushed every-which-way breaking what little of the soil that mizu no kuni still had. Some of that water would splash up and hit directly upon my face, spotting little upon my see-through black glasses I chose to wear for style. Locks of red shielded me from most of the moisture spouting up around my figure and it reminded me somewhat of fighting alongside my brothers in the sea. My affinity to futon made my face somewhat of a rag to any type of natural debris the world had to offer. . and I was just fine with that. Underneath the leather gloves positioned neatly around my hands I’d make two fists, adjacent to either side of me as I rekindled every thought from seven years ago positioned around the war ravaging my homeland.

Watching melancholy to the crashing waves I awaited. .

[enzan]

This was like all the other lackluster life sucking days which plagued Mizu no Kuni. The hopelessness was thick within the air, it was palpable. Thick spawns of mist gained most of the attention which was drawn to other tasks that day. The boy of darkness was out for a stroll the density of the forest all that greeted his golden optics. It was like wandering throughout the realm of the dead never knowing what could happen. There could have been a secret ninja or hunter out for some fun or to kill some unsuspecting traveler.

As fate would have it one such malevolent being was out this morning. Agito was trying to clear his mind of the past couple of days. So much had been experienced, there was no way to combine all that had happened into one conceivable thought. There was so much jumping around within his psyche that he didn't even notice the path he had taken. His mind grew comforted by the sound of water, it was a comfort he had known as a child. Almost as if a melody piercing his very soul and putting a trance over him his steps took heed to it's path.

[永遠に]

■ PARANOID

At awe my eyes moved to the luminous moon positioned overhead. I stood as my thoughts enticed to the thought of the power the moon held, even as a child. It would be great, at least in my eyes, to be that. . the object of significance holding not one inch of responsibility in this world yet wielding so much power beneath it all. Looking once to the palms of my white leather gloves I would think of what that meant - to be that type of object, something more sacred to this world in symbol than it was in thought. Mizu no sato was a place for men like me who found themselves idle within the swaying chaos thinking of foolish nonsense to pass the time.

The snapping of a branch littering the forest ground would alert me that I wasn’t alone amidst the crashing waves and I was not okay with this.

It was a reactionary movement at most, the transition of my left hand to the hilts edge on my favorite sword, as my senses arose to certain suspicions from the sound I’d just heard. Maybe I’m not the only one who likes looking at the ocean, calm down kyo..; I would think to myself, breathing slowly in reaction, giving whoever it was behind me the benefit of my doubts. No, I couldn’t, I would have to make my concerns certain, it was who I was inside. Turning to my right I would speak aloud as my left hand, shielded from view, slid upon the back of my blades hilt in attempts to pulling it out silently whilst making sure to appear calm in the eyes of whoever it was.

[enzan]

The sound of the waters call was like a sirens, his body moved on it's own wanting to relax near the beautiful sound. His body swaying wishing to be released from all the pains that plagued his mind. His thoughts were brought back to his ultimate goal, to become the most valuable ninja within all the lands. To be feared and loved alike, to be revered as and urban legend by the sheer power that was possessed by him. These were thoughts which were eventually broken by the shadowy figure ahead of him. With each step his vision of the stranger grew more depth.

His body stopped in motion as he stood in awe of the sight before him. A man with such beauty and strength as him was and impossibility, it was a paradox from which he wished to either figure out or correct. A tinge of jealousy began to form within his breast, the thoughts of someone more beautiful or just as beautiful as him hurt inside. His ego was fractured, he wanted to be the most beautiful and valuable person in Mizu no Kuni right now. His body once again began to move, his speed abnormal as he tried to get closer to the target that dared to even exist before him. His hand rose revealing the wooden creation he had upon him at all times.

The appearance of the mystery ninja was calm, cool, and collected. That simply pissed him off further causing his darkness inside to manifest a bit further. His voice was thick with jealousy and rage yet spoken in a quiet sarcastic tone.

" So you are the one I've been looking for? The inverse in this world. . . . If I am yang then you must be the yin. heh, I must not be making any sense at all but I wanna see how valuable you are...... "

[永遠に]

■ CURIOUS

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" So you are the one I've been looking for? The inverse in this world. . . . If I am yang then you must be the yin. heh, I must not be making any sense at all but I wanna see how valuable you are...... "

To my surprise I would be greeted by the voice of an incoherent child whom retorted rambunctiously to our meeting having been something like fate. He was a shinobi of mist and so my blade stopped short from an inch of being fully unsheathed – yet I still had my doubts about him. Within the hands of this ‘adversary’ a wooden item became present within the palm of one of his hands. Items of such low material grade did not need my full attention as I planned to respond to the elusive comment after having evaded the blade’s trajectory. In the wind my blood-painted hairs would sway as my words finally escaped.

“if you were looking for death then you came to the right place..”

I would say in warning to the stranger who had disturbed my train of thought. I didn’t necessarily like the vibe I was getting from him either which was the purpose of my paranoid reactions. Through speaking my stance would become still and ready for the opportunity to defend myself against a lunatic, if he even was one. I could only hope that his next response was well thought out because I wasn’t in the mood for any games and my stern gaze would personify that as I kept well hidden within a shadow only allowing my figure be partially seen. Impatiently I awaited to his retort with a calm aura exasperating my silhouette, wondering what would be the outcome of this strange meeting.

[enzan]

Something about the other figure seemed to terrify Agito. It was as if each word that came from the mans mouth intrigued him more and more. Then something flashed through his mind, the shinobi before him didn't reveal himself fully. The tone he had also was bewitching in the least but was also calm. Agito's movement grew to a halt as suspicion grew in the air. That would mean this character could be a great danger to him he was violent and evil but a hunter knew when he's met another predator.

" You misunderstand my words, greatly. I merely meant I would like to get to know you a bit better. I have a tendency to speak my mind and not censor myself sometimes. "

Agito looked away in a bashful nature a smirk all that lie on his facial features now. He words rang true for he really wanted to know someone so akin to him. The aura radiating from the silhouette was powerful and mischievous something which could be told just on feeling alone. There was something else which caused his tingle of jealousy to be completely washed away was the voice itself speaking of a delightful death. The very thing which was his back up plan, he wished to die by someone who had power rivaling his own.

[永遠に]

So I was being paranoid. My hand would joust downward allowing my blade to enter back into its hilt with the sound of a ‘click’ cooing out in its aftermath. It was strange meeting another shinobi here in this desolate plain, especially seeing as I hadn’t told anyone of my secret hideouts. Maybe it was fate after all that him and I met now in this time of urgency. My next goal was to join my brothers in the ranks of other Jounin but to do that first I would need to prove I could lead a team. Walking out of the partial shade I had been hidden in from the various trees lurking this providence my facial features would finally become known to the boy before me.

”Sometimes staying quiet is the best option, brother. It may save your life one day..”

I would say with a stern smirk walking up a few more feet reaching out my hand in order to greet the genin. My ways of analysis told me from the get-go that he was a genin because he hadn’t been wearing a chuunin tactical vest. Most shinobi who had been granted the rank were either wearing that or had already gone into the ranks of ANBU. With a passionate glow emanating from my burgundy optics I would stare straight into the optics of my adversary whom definitely needed a lesson in approach. After having reached out my right hand to this fellow I would continue my greeting with a formal essence beseeching my lips as I spoke out –

“Kyodaina, Raitora, nice to meet another shinobi of mist at such late an hour. .”

[enzan]

Agito had allowed his smirk to stay upon his lips as the mysterious ninja rose from his position. His beauty surpassing the shadowy expectations that once arose in him. His yellow optics drank in the full features of the man before him. His heartbeat quickened within his breast, his breath a escaping at rates he couldn't understand. His mind swirled into a though of having a heart attack but it was quickly quelled when the older gentleman rose his hand in a greeting offering. His words of advice were of a nature once lost to this wild and primal boy.

" Then what sort of fun could be had if I had tried to be stealthy? I know you might retort that I'm a ninja but what's not fun about being a bit surprised? "

His words a strange foreshadowing to events which have yet to pass. His hand also rose in accepting of the males greeting. It was as if his body reacted on it's own, he didn't want too but needed too. He once again listened intently, the words bore truth even more so then the last. His thoughts shifted to the second question which was asked of him. His own voice tried to pick up in pitch but was lost as each word spewed forth.

" My name! Oh, it's A....agito. I was out because i wanted to see if there was a challenge to be had out here in the lands! I guess I was looking for trouble intentionally. "

[enzan]

I looked away from the other male, I realized at that moment that I had something to do today. i was to seek out the Oinin testing center and become one of the few that were exceptionally powerful in all senses of the word. I flowed enough power as I could through out my chakra revitalizing it into flashing away within the darkness of the forest. I would see him again one day but I had a more important goal in mind, one which could change my very life.

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