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.
The words had flowed out of my mouth with confidence. I was sure that the hooded man ahead of me was a man of integrity. Surely he could see what was within my heart, and sway with me on what I really desired from this new found land. The man paused before answering to my statements. It made me feel rather anxious. His hands moved up to his hood and slowly dropped it down onto his back, revealing his face to me for the first time in our conversation. A certain sense of connection was then established between us when I could see the man's eyes. After all, it was the only way I could see into his soul.
I could tell by his glistening smile that this man was a friend, not a foe. His appearance was filled with charisma, and his smile only added to a growing warmness that enveloped my body. Perhaps my dream to find a new home would actually come true after all on this day. And of course finally, he spoke in response.
His words were exactly what I wanted to hear. My faith in humanity had been restored.
I followed his gesture up the path that inclined ahead of us. My fatigue and sloppiness had suddenly faded miraculously. My body had been invigorated by this man and his words. I was finally going to find the thing that I had walked so long to find. The quest to find a new home would actually fall into my grasp. Once we reached the peak of the mountain, I excitingly looked out across the land that lay ahead. Kaminari no Kuni, it was a wonderful place. The setting had been different to what I had experienced along the climb. The land was magnificent. I responded to the man before we made our way along the winding path to what looked to be a hidden village.
Kaminari no Kuni. I had heard the name before. My mind wandered as I attempted to put my finger on where exactly I was in accordance to Ta no Kuni. The land above the clouds. It was all clear to me now. The mountains appeared as stairways into heaven. Surely at the top I would find what I was looking for. The man was on my case.
His interest in my story seemed to increase by the moment. He knew that I had not revealed much to him, and that there was still much to be revealed. His questions stung to my core, dragging my mind back to a place which I had thought had been left behind. Rekindling the dead memories in my head was a task I found rather troublesome. However my past did not haunt me necessarily. I just wanted change; a fresh start in a place that was far away from where I had been. The lonely tunnels of Otogakure had changed the man I once had been. It was only for that reason that I sought a new place to call my home- with hope that I could return to the person I once was.
Or perhaps I was better this way?
Resentment lingered over me like a dark cloud. It changed the way I looked at things. I used to find enjoyment in the simple things, now they seemed to bore me. I had only realised this recently. This journey from my home was a quest to find my own humanity. What did it mean to be... well, me? I had no answers for such a simple question. The past seven years had seen be change in both appearance and mentality. Sometimes I could not even recognise the person that stared back at me in the mirror. Thus something needed to change. It was unhealthy for humans to live this way. I wouldn't even be able to tell you what the definition of a 'friend' was. I hadn't had any for some time. Perhaps that would change in the future.
"I am a shinobi looking for a fresh start. I am not running from anything, or anyone, rather seeking out a place in which I can grow better." I moved my hand to my pocket, slowing drawing out my Otogakure headband. "A memento of the past I no longer call my own. A simple reminder of the man I used to be, not the man I want to be." After speaking I slid the metallic headband back into my pocket. It was only then that I continued speaking to the man.
"I seek out the hidden village of this land. I wish to call it my home, and bring back purpose to my life once again. Hopefully the people of this bright land can influence me in becoming the person I want to be. I suppose that's all I want at the end of the day. Can you take me to such a place?" I posed the question to the mysterious man. I did not care of holding onto any secrets any more. This was my last resort. I only hoped that my words had some form of positive influence on the man. If not, well... I maintained an appropriate distance poised for any potential attack that he could throw at me. But hopefully things would not go down that road.
How long had I been walking this same path? It felt like forever. Slowly, it continued to incline toward the sky. The heavens above opened their gates to me as I edged closer and closer to the clouds. Around me were large boulders of sorts. Could someone else potentially be out there? I'd have a greater view from the top of the mountain, perhaps I could find some sort of civilisation within the clouds.
I lowered my head to the ground as my mind trailed. Thoughts moved in and out of my mind as my steps continued to seem endless. Was it such a good idea that I had ventured out here? Should I have really abandoned Otogakure on a journey with no clear direction? I felt the metallic headband clap against my thigh from time to time; a reminder of a home that remained in the past now. My heart clenched a little when I pondered on the matter. It was hard to leave something behind, especially something that represented a place where you really had belonged.
My thoughts faded as I glanced up to the road ahead. Five metres away, an individual stood donned an elegant robe. Another person at last. My stomach filled with excitement, though I tried to play my cool. In the back of my mind lingered the negative thoughts. Could this unknown man potentially be a threat to me? I had to keep on guard as I could not identify any village alignment to the man. We both had our allegiances concealed. My eyes also fixed themselves on his dagger as he continued to question me.
"My name," I paused whilst contemplating my thoughts.
I could easily lie to this man in order to protect myself. However there was no real point. I was not renown amongst the other shinobi villages. My real name would definitely not ring any bells in this mysterious man's ears. I was out in the land of the unknown. Lying to this man on my first encounter could create a very poor impression. I was running low on food supplies and water. It was time to cooperate.
"My name is Uminari Shosuke. I am not from this land. Could you tell me where I am? I am looking for my home..." my voice trailed off. Of course my original home was Otogakure no Sato. However I had left that behind now. I was indeed searching for my new home. Perhaps this man could lead the way.
I had arrived in the land of my tomorrow. It was a place unfamiliar to me. The land aimed upright, pointing toward the clear blue sky above. The more steps I took, the closer to the clouds I went. I had not ventured out of Ta no Kuni ever in my life. I had no idea what, and where, this place was. My concerns also lay with the people of this land. No headband was slung around my forehead, thus I could be anyone to any scout. Nevertheless, something about this place was special.
I kept my wits to me. It was imperative that I examined the area around me from time to time. Anything could have been out there; it was an unknown land with unknown people. I felt anxious as to what was waiting for me. I wondered whether highwaymen really existed out here in the mountains. Thinking about it more inquisitively, I found that it would have been logical. The mountainous structure of the land made it so hiding yourself behind large boulders was nothing but a simple task. My intuition kicked me from time to time. I had to remained focused
Hopefully the people of this land were civilised. I knew there were other shinobi villages out there, some more vicious than others. I had heard stories of Kirigakure and their unorthodox, violent practises. There was no mist to enshroud me here. I could only thank the heavens above for not directing me into that land. But where was I? What existed within the clouds?
I continued to walk up the incline. One question remained in my head.
I was taken aback slightly from what I had just heard. The legendary Konohagakure had been destroyed? It had been too long since I had ventured out into the real world. I had missed out on a few things it seemed. It was definitely time for that to change.
I watched the man toss aside his forehead protector like it meant nothing to him no more. It was an interesting sight to see; that a shinobi could dedicate their life to a village and once it' was gone, the entire feeling is simply brushed away. I felt the same about the place I called home as well. Nothing was really here for me as well, it was like my village too had been destroyed. Well, figuratively.
He was quick to reveal his intentions as to why he was here. Another recruit for Otogakure stood in front of me. I nodded my head to his concerns of secrecy. Otogakure was enshrouded in mystery, so he would have no issue with hiding who he was. After all, we all had hidden secrets deep within. He added a menacing giggle to his words. It made him seem like some sort of mad scientist to me. The possibility of insanity edged through my mind. Or perhaps my paranoia was getting to me. This had been the first human interaction I had experienced in a few weeks. It was good to reconnect with the living every so often.
I studied him closer. Perhaps it was finally time.
"I have guarded Otogakure for the past seven years. It is now time for me to go on my way. Good luck with your endeavours here, my journey begins elsewhere," I announced to him whilst unravelling the purple bow from my hips. I let it drop to the ground, and slowly unwrapped my headband from my forehead. Placing it within my pockets, I smiled to the man. It was the first time that I had smiled in a while. It felt good to feel this emotion again. I felt exhilarated and ready to depart. I nodded once to the man, and then made my way past him in a slow walk. My hands remained in my pockets.
A ninja from Konohagakure. He was not that far from home. I wondered why he had entered my village. My hands remained on my hips as he finished announcing himself. I attempted to study the man and draw some sort of conclusion as to what intentions lay within him. I wasn't half-bad in understanding people. I suppose spending the last seven years of my life alone for most of the time made it rather difficult. Nevertheless, I was intrigued to discover what it was this man wanted here. Especially if it was a shinobi.
"I'm the leader of this village," I announced to him rather abruptly after he finished talking. I was quick with my words, overshadowing my passive impatience. "We can converse here rather than within the village. Tell me what it is you want here with me, and my people." Although my hands remained in my pockets by my side, my muscles tensed a little. If the unknown shinobi from Konohagakure began to show any signs of hostility, my hands would form into signs of their own. An array of jutsu was up my sleeve, potentially some of which that this man had never seen before. Though he had that advantage on me as well. I did not know any ninja from Konohagakure, and of the secrets they possessed.
I remained ready for anything this man had to offer. Was he here to talk peace between the separate villages we belonged to, or was there another reason? I grew rather anxious for his response. It was better off for me to attempt to maintain my coolness, but sometimes it was merely impossible. My emotions fuelled deep within me and slowly churned around my body. My heart-rate increased and as did my awareness for the environment around me. Slowly, I was becoming less inclined for talks. Yet I had not given the man a chance to respond. That, after all, would decide everything that followed.
OLD BIO;restoration. DEATH THREAD; n/a. EXP USED; 4950. TOTAL EXP; 5175 including sidebar. REMAINING EXP; 225 left in sidebar please.
second revamp ~ moved of kibaku-nendo and into yamanaka, as well as changed my natures. also using this thread to sort out my secondary weapons that were unique to kibaku-nendo. selling my explosive clay, 5 lots which totalled to 5,000 ryo for 2,500 ryo please, and the explosive clay bags which totalled to 10,000 ryo for 5,000 ryo to my sidebar please.