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Hearing the question Desmond would pause as the memories of his past flooded to the forefront of his mind and several blades extended out of his armor from various places. Cynn would walk up to him knowing the pain he was feeling, Mental Convo: Calm down Desmond. You are amongst friends. Retracting his blades Desmond began to pet Cynn You are right like al... well occasionally Cynn would begin to smile and walk over to a near my training dummy as Desmond leaned up against a wall and began to speak.
My mother was an excellent woman and very skilled shinobi utilizing her byakugan and skill as a puppeteer she caught the attention of many shinobi. Her success and skill in battle made her a highly valuable target which would eventually cause unfortunate events to fall upon her. My father was the leader of a mercenary group that kidnapped her and took her as his wife using her as he saw fit and a year later I was born. Barring no byakugan upon birth my father beat my mother calling her defective and questioned if she was even really a Hyuga. Despite threats to kill me to punish her for birthing a defect, father decided to keep me in order to train me and eventually use me to kill high-value targets. Father remarried making me a tool and mother a slave.
When I turned 6 father began my training; at which I began to excel quickly not due to being a natural or prodigy however but simply due to the fact that every time I failed at something mom would get a lashing. Father's treatment of my mother drove me whilst also rooting deep seeds of hate as it wasn't only father that treated us this way. I grew quickly and mastered all basic elements mainly excelling in taijutsu whilst becoming efficient in other shinobi arts. At the age of 12, unlike other kids, I wasn't given D-C ranked missions instead I was forced to take on suicidal B-A ranks. Each mission was an assassination and each mission had to be public and if I failed or my identity compromised my mother would be killed.
Age 20 I had completed many S ranked high profile assassinations and yet while the clan has prospered from them we were still treated like trash. With mother growing ill I went to the main house enduring disapproving stares from my half-siblings and their mom to ask father that if I took on an F ranked assassination and gave him all the rewards from it would he grant me and mother permission to leave and in order to find a village to aid her. Father laughed granting the request on the condition that I would return and serve faithfully for the rest of my life; I agreed and took off. The mission was more than I could handle at the time but I knew mother depended on it. A year passed and I finally completed the assassination.
Upon my arrival, I immediately went to father's home with the reward and was told that mother was in the back working off the debt she incurred while I was away. Running to tell her the good news I opened the door but to my shock, I saw mother beaten with my half-siblings doing indescribable things whilst their mom watched an laughed. The anger, hate, and desire for revenge at that moment proved too much to bare and I finally snapped slamming the door shut and drawing my blade I sliced all tendons in their legs and arms to prevent them from moving. I then proceeded to one by one execute them as they try to leave; father then burst through the door after hearing their screams and I turned to him "You can have your family back..." I said with a blank expression as their lifeless bodies began to raise as if they were puppets and brutally slaughtered the man. The attack ended with father's, step-mother's, and half-siblings bodies scattered throughout the majority of the building; grabbing mother I fled.
Some time passes and we found asylum in a village but alas nothing could be done for her as the illness was beyond repair by this time. Some years pass and one night she collapsed and died in my arms leaving me with a just her grimoire. Wrecked with grief and flooded with emotion the veins around my eyes began to bulge and I could see things clearer. I had activated my byakugan meaning what I and my mother went through was just one big mistake.
Cynn would chime back in Alas, Grenth is a peaceful, kind, protective, and helpful person, but that darkness is permanently apart of him. He is a walking duality, hating violence but enjoys fighting, loves everyone and everything but hates the world, wants to live on but simultaneously always wishing for death. He'll remain happy as long as the people around him are happy but no matter what somewhere in him is always sadness. Wrath is his sin because no matter how hard he tries to hide it, it is apart of him. We too know this wrath and thus is why we springhare accepted him as our ally, his pain is similar to ours and we protect our own.
Desmond would pick himself off the wall and jump up and down a few times before dashing off Race ya to the other side! Cynn immediately took off as well. Don't fall behind Rebekah!
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Chakra: 1610-5=1605
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