[At The Kokuren]
Yuuto stared at the Kokuren, saddened at what needed to be done. No matter how much he tried to change he was still the same. When he sought peace it was seen as strife. When he sought honesty it was met by a collection of snakes. In his short time in Konohagakure, he had learned that more or less everywhere was the same.
There were the good, the bad, and the treacherous. There were men that aspired to hold onto their power appeasing to the whims of many without appealing for their own sense of self. They lacked the courage and tenacity to right the wrongs of the vile. Yuuto did not, no in fact he had gone so far into the darkness he was vile as well. Stained by the blood and cries of the fallen, stained by the hate and uneasiness of those around them, stained by a curse that he never asked for, but endure it none the less.
He had neatly packed his belongings into six XXL Summoning Scrolls. His equipment and inventions packed up. He had shrunken down his ship, the puppet craft now being the size of a big fish that hung from his waist. He had a body bag on his shoulder and a helmet that had one eye hole. Yuuto enhanced his body with gravity element, lightening the load and increasing his agility. He increased the speed of his molecules, with his body becoming faster. He casted a barrier on the tree and bowed thanking it for the help in containing his chakras ober the course of his stay.
He had cleared out, and Hoshi already left Konoha. On his way out he formed a tiger seal detonating canisters of oil rigged with explosive notes. In a matter of seconds the club and the two surrounding annex buildings caught flame. His dreams up in smokes, much like most of his life. His place in Kumogakure, his home in family, his new chance in Konoha... but he had seen this coming and maybe all he needed was the resolve to bring it all forth. Regardless of what happened to him, everything had begun spinning in motion.
[The Gates]
This is what brought him to the eastern gate of the village. Assuming he had mapped out things properly no one would be clearing this sector for three minutes. It was his window of opportinity. Yuuto was moving at a high speed but silently doing so hoping not to be seen. He had on a large cloak and a mask to hide his identity. Hopefully no one would be fortunate enough to run into him on his way out. He didn't want his hand to be forced further.
[MFT]
[Going Missing]
[60 Minutes]
Yuuto stared at the Kokuren, saddened at what needed to be done. No matter how much he tried to change he was still the same. When he sought peace it was seen as strife. When he sought honesty it was met by a collection of snakes. In his short time in Konohagakure, he had learned that more or less everywhere was the same.
There were the good, the bad, and the treacherous. There were men that aspired to hold onto their power appeasing to the whims of many without appealing for their own sense of self. They lacked the courage and tenacity to right the wrongs of the vile. Yuuto did not, no in fact he had gone so far into the darkness he was vile as well. Stained by the blood and cries of the fallen, stained by the hate and uneasiness of those around them, stained by a curse that he never asked for, but endure it none the less.
He had neatly packed his belongings into six XXL Summoning Scrolls. His equipment and inventions packed up. He had shrunken down his ship, the puppet craft now being the size of a big fish that hung from his waist. He had a body bag on his shoulder and a helmet that had one eye hole. Yuuto enhanced his body with gravity element, lightening the load and increasing his agility. He increased the speed of his molecules, with his body becoming faster. He casted a barrier on the tree and bowed thanking it for the help in containing his chakras ober the course of his stay.
He had cleared out, and Hoshi already left Konoha. On his way out he formed a tiger seal detonating canisters of oil rigged with explosive notes. In a matter of seconds the club and the two surrounding annex buildings caught flame. His dreams up in smokes, much like most of his life. His place in Kumogakure, his home in family, his new chance in Konoha... but he had seen this coming and maybe all he needed was the resolve to bring it all forth. Regardless of what happened to him, everything had begun spinning in motion.
[The Gates]
This is what brought him to the eastern gate of the village. Assuming he had mapped out things properly no one would be clearing this sector for three minutes. It was his window of opportinity. Yuuto was moving at a high speed but silently doing so hoping not to be seen. He had on a large cloak and a mask to hide his identity. Hopefully no one would be fortunate enough to run into him on his way out. He didn't want his hand to be forced further.
[MFT]
[Going Missing]
[60 Minutes]
