Standing a top the village gates Akira begins to ponder. Her life and it’s meaning within this world had plummeted from the glory of the battlefield to that of the mundane as the once proud warlord stood within the lonesome guard post. Just yesterday a guardsmen was killed on duty... why did she have today to guard and not yesterday. Day after day, the same things, the same sights. The battle harden Kunochi looked toward the skies of blue with a frown from behind her crimson menpo mask. The sky was calm as it was most days and calm days like these were the worst. They were boring, they were mundane and Akira hated the mundane. She was bread and thrived in the heat of battle, in the fires of war. What had her life become? A calm sky? A boring mundane sky void of thrill? No, shy did not accept this... her life would not drift like the clouds in the calm blue. Her life would be a raging hurricane with twisting skies! Dark and full of thunder! From behind her crimson menpo mask a grin was inspired. The crimson Kunochi took up her arms and leapt from the guard tower. It was her prison no more. This village was her prison no more. With the clenching of her fist the Kunochi was free of her shackles. She was free to seek out her own pleasures in the interest of herself. She’d look to the other guards who attempted to impede her advances. With contempt in her eyes she’d plow through them. The sounds of bones shattering and blood splattering created the perfect melody. Oh how she longed for it’s sweet sound. She had missed this. Her blood boiled and lust for it. She was finally whole again... the Queen of Battle had returned.
“Fools, if you are weak, make way for a real challenge! I will not be denied!”
With her actions there was no turning back. This age of peace would end even if it would by her own hands. That was her vow! She’d snuff out peace and wage war! Shinobi were instruments of war and peace was the enemy.
[Run time: 1 hour (60min)]
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With her actions there was no turning back. This age of peace would end even if it would by her own hands. That was her vow! She’d snuff out peace and wage war! Shinobi were instruments of war and peace was the enemy.
[Run time: 1 hour (60min)]
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