Ninpocho Chronicles

Ninpocho Chronicles is a fantasy-ish setting storyline, set in an alternate universe World of Ninjas, where the Naruto and Boruto series take place. This means that none of the canon characters exists, or existed here.

Each ninja starts from the bottom and start their training as an Academy Student. From there they develop abilities akin to that of demigods as they grow in age and experience.

Along the way they gain new friends (or enemies), take on jobs and complete contracts and missions for their respective villages where their training and skill will be tested to their limits.

The sky is the limit as the blank page you see before you can be filled with countless of adventures with your character in the game.

This is Ninpocho Chronicles.

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Kureji

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Kureji stumbled around to his third bar. Cronopolis is a place where all the trash of Kumogakure goes. At least, that's what people say. He realized that he was indeed in one of the big main Villages once he started seeing headbands everywhere. Grimacing at the fact of seeing such things, he figured the best place to not get into a needless confrontation is to visit the underbelly of the Village. Similar to Sand, but also different atmosphere.

Even with that said, Kureji sticks out like a sore thumb even amongst the criminals and trash of this place. There was just something unsettling about how he looks, not to mention how his eyes seem almost devoid of life despite him giving people a creepy smile. Even the most idiotic of drunks understood in terms of steering away from Kureji. The barkeeps weren't as lucky as they had to serve, especially since Kureji would pay them a lot of yen for their services.

Sitting down, the rocker would down another beer and lean back in his chair. He made no efforts to hide his appearance. Crystals covering the left half of his body. So... This is the dump that Shinjo and Monika left. He wondered if he might run into that Sennin chick with the scars on her face. He's got more than a few choice words for her. Actually, no words, just attacks. But for now, he will enjoy losing some time with drinking. He figured that the Village's defenses were weak, or at the very least lax. Hell, he didn't even meet anyone to try to even stop him at the Gates. "Pitiful..." He would say as he leaned the chair back and stare off into the distance.
 

Kureji

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He would scoff to himself. Not a bloody person decided to engage in a conversation with him. This place is pretty boring to him. No wonder Shinjo and Monika left this dump of a place. He paid his tab and got some vintage shelf alcohol to go as he would make his way out of the Village.

(toppic left)
 

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