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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The hour was past midnight and Oen's boots trudged through the late brush of the forest floor. Ideally, he wanted to be at home with a warm coffee and a good book, but he did the less lazy thing for the night. The young Kumogakurian man found solace in the quiet of this time of night. He'd just become a Jounin a few weeks ago and he was still on high from the missions he'd embarked upon to get this great honor. Little grace was needed to do what he was doing; Leaping from branch to branch aimlessly through the night in the crisp winter air. In the midst of it all, Oen continued, thinking, wondering, weighing his life up to this point. What was he going to do? what was the next step? He was a fighter, could he possibly get better? Who knew... As if he were in a trance he idly pushed himself through the silence of the forest, each branch where his foot would settle would be found with a push from the same branch from the opposing force of his alternating boot.

'What is it I want from this. . .' he'd silently question himself. Remarkably he would settle on the lush brush of the forest floor, landing knelt down with his ghostly katana hilted by his side. In a huff, Oen pushed himself upright with his cotton blue scarf wrapped around his neck and covering his features. "Who can I be to help this great country. . ." He questioned. Pursuing the thought of what could be with more effort in his studying, and preparations. Maybe he could become more political and challenge the leadership for change for the downtrodden to help those in need. Would he attempt to make himself into a martyr and sacrifice himself to destroy the ever-growing darkness embodied in the wickedness in humanity. . .

"Maybe this world isnt going to be perfect, maybe I'm just another cog in the wheel. . . but I love it here." he would whisper to himself, it didnt have to be perfect, or even close, it was a world he was going to enjoy being apart of. Darkness or Light. He would continue pushing to see it to his end. Whenever that would occur.

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