*Unofficial
*Open spar
*Rei's RnR
*Terrain: Borderlines of the Land of Earth, Kannabi bridge between us with a river beneath it, forest behind me, Kusagakure and forest behind you.
*Starting at long range
*Waindetsu in sig
*Basic 5, no customs pls
*PM me if you're unclear about my training stats.
*Open spar
*Rei's RnR
*Terrain: Borderlines of the Land of Earth, Kannabi bridge between us with a river beneath it, forest behind me, Kusagakure and forest behind you.
*Starting at long range
*Waindetsu in sig
*Basic 5, no customs pls
*PM me if you're unclear about my training stats.
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This few past months have been really fullfilling yet calm; Waindetsu has finally found some inner peace, 9 months have already passed since he escaped death, since he was saved by Tsuchikage-sama. Well, it couldn't last long could it;
Now the months of peace have came to a fullstop, war is enraging troughout the ninja world, after the massacre in borderlands of Iwagakure, same events are occuring in Kirigakure and Konohagakure; Waindetsu has decided to mourn the sacrifices and efforts of his comrades in his own way, by training more, becoming stronger so he can protect his village. Since Tsuchikage and most of the higher ups were in war, and Genins and Chunins were protecting the village, he decided to go on a training trip of his own, it was time to get back on track after months of in the Iwa Hospital and the Academy studies.
He is now on his travels for the 7th day; he decided to reach the Kannabi bridge, the river and the cliffs beneath, to possibly put up camp and proceed with harsh training sessions he had in mind. As he is leaping trees and seeing the renewed historic bridge on the horizon, thoughts are racing trough his mind; what is of this world, constant wars are raging on, countless people, children are loosing their lives, for what? For those morbid dreams and efforts of a few? One day, one day I'll eradicate them all; one day the silence will swallow their pathetic existences...
Vivid images, flashbacks of his childhood are shown, he is shown in a cradle as a crying baby while countless silouetthes are falling to their deaths behind him, terrifying screams are heard, along with the sharp, unbearable babies cry. A woman's voice whispers trough the sounds of the bloodened rain that is pouring constantly, intertwining with the sfx of the blades, booms and screams in behind;
You....I...know...you...know...Mange..he..tsu...please take care off him...he is the wind that will..khh..
The woman dies with her bloodened hand on the cradle's handle, while a gooey watery hand is seen picking up the cradle, and leaving it in front of gigantic steel doors.
Waindetsu shakes his head and rubs his eyes...he has now reached the Kannabi bridge, after traveling for 10 hours without a rest, he decides to take a break before proceeding to Kusagakure's lands, to find a path to climbdown the cliffs. He takes a small bento out of his bigger pouch, deciding to eat it on a tree branch overlooking the bridge and giving him a magnificent view.
Not even a minute has passed and he is hunching something odd, allthough the distance is vast and he can't depict it, he feels a notable disturbance of energy; a small silouhette is seen in the forest of Kushagakure across him, slowly approaching the Kannabi bridge. Disturbed for a moment, he shakes his head off and continues to eat his meal;
Eh, it's probably nothing...
Now the months of peace have came to a fullstop, war is enraging troughout the ninja world, after the massacre in borderlands of Iwagakure, same events are occuring in Kirigakure and Konohagakure; Waindetsu has decided to mourn the sacrifices and efforts of his comrades in his own way, by training more, becoming stronger so he can protect his village. Since Tsuchikage and most of the higher ups were in war, and Genins and Chunins were protecting the village, he decided to go on a training trip of his own, it was time to get back on track after months of in the Iwa Hospital and the Academy studies.
He is now on his travels for the 7th day; he decided to reach the Kannabi bridge, the river and the cliffs beneath, to possibly put up camp and proceed with harsh training sessions he had in mind. As he is leaping trees and seeing the renewed historic bridge on the horizon, thoughts are racing trough his mind; what is of this world, constant wars are raging on, countless people, children are loosing their lives, for what? For those morbid dreams and efforts of a few? One day, one day I'll eradicate them all; one day the silence will swallow their pathetic existences...
Vivid images, flashbacks of his childhood are shown, he is shown in a cradle as a crying baby while countless silouetthes are falling to their deaths behind him, terrifying screams are heard, along with the sharp, unbearable babies cry. A woman's voice whispers trough the sounds of the bloodened rain that is pouring constantly, intertwining with the sfx of the blades, booms and screams in behind;
You....I...know...you...know...Mange..he..tsu...please take care off him...he is the wind that will..khh..
The woman dies with her bloodened hand on the cradle's handle, while a gooey watery hand is seen picking up the cradle, and leaving it in front of gigantic steel doors.
Waindetsu shakes his head and rubs his eyes...he has now reached the Kannabi bridge, after traveling for 10 hours without a rest, he decides to take a break before proceeding to Kusagakure's lands, to find a path to climbdown the cliffs. He takes a small bento out of his bigger pouch, deciding to eat it on a tree branch overlooking the bridge and giving him a magnificent view.
Not even a minute has passed and he is hunching something odd, allthough the distance is vast and he can't depict it, he feels a notable disturbance of energy; a small silouhette is seen in the forest of Kushagakure across him, slowly approaching the Kannabi bridge. Disturbed for a moment, he shakes his head off and continues to eat his meal;
Eh, it's probably nothing...
