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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In the Valley Of Minds. [Open]

"Well now wait a second... just because I'm a teacher doesn't mean I don't know high level jutsu. And just because something isn't big doesn't mean it isn't high level!" Saki exclaimed to Moeka, suddenly feeling insulted. After all, he'd spent months on end trying to perfect different jutsu. "I know difficult-to-master things as well. Maybe not the "100 foot-tall tree out of nowhere" kind of flashy jutsu... but powerful techniques nonetheless!"

Saki wasn't usually the kind of person to get peeved over something as petty as a simple compliment to someone else. Teachers got compared all the time, and, to the students, Saki was generally seen as "just the plant guy." Which was fine to him, usually. Everyone thought he was below the Taijutsu teacher, because the taijutsu teacher got to show them all new taijutsu. The ninjutsu teacher similarly was held above the poor botanist because he constantly taught them things as well. What did Saki teach? Elective classes that student's parents signed them up for. He didn't get to show off how to transform or make clones, or how to power up a kick with chakra. No, he taught people what they can and can't eat in the wild if you value having your stomach acid on the inside of your body.

So, when some random jonin came along and showed off the fact that he could make a giant tree (a PLANT), and it impressed people, perhaps Saki just felt a little... invaded? Not in the sexual way, you perverts. get your minds out of the gutter. Plants were his area of expertise, and suddenly the students thought they were cool. Besides that fact that he wasn't sure what Zo's M.O. was... something just seemed off, but he couldn't quite place it.

Maybe he's just a strange individual. Then again, there's also the possibility that this man is an ANBU black op. The ANBU are fairly discrete with their selection process. Of course, it could also be that I'm overthinking this all. Perhaps I am.

"I'd love to try," Saki said, as he mentally noted that Daisuke had created some of the painkilling ointment that he had shown him weeks ago in his first class. "I don't have anything with me, though. I would love to attempt making a reproducible flower that could had the same restorative properties that this tree has. It would work wonders for the medical department, I'm sure. The ability to passively heal patients would most likely be a significant step forward in hospital productivity; medical shinobi would save a lot of chakra with them at their disposal. That said, crafting a flower itself is not hard, I'm sure... it's the reproduction part that I'm concerned about. Perhaps if they were bred in a greenhouse..." he trailed off.


[MFT]
 
Moeka had quickly regained composure when Daisuke stopped paying attention and turned away, staring intently at her newfound teacher. She bobbed her head up and down in a compliant nod towards Zo, her small mouth curved into an enthusiastic smile, her eyes wide and sparkling with juvenile curiosity and excitement. "You speak as if trying to not disappoint me, Shisho. Of course I understand that the wooden element might not suit me genetically, but that's not a problem at all. As long as the Jutsu you teach me are of a similar caliber, you should rest assured that I'm proud and happy to be your student." She said, not even a speck of the previous sarcasm present in her tone, her voice revitalized with previously absent, newfound energy that seemingly threatened to leak out in another verbal outburst.

The black haired girl's expression grew plenty serious and tame when Saki spoke to her. "Please don't take it the wrong way, Oshiro-sensei. I understand that not every Jutsu needs to be a giant monstrosity like this in order to be dangerous. You did show us how useful bamboo and flowers can turn up in a pinch, and maybe you garnered the wrong impression about me, but I did understand everything you'd told us back then. But the kind of Jutsu shown by Zo-sensei are... very effective, too, don't you agree?" She shrugged, again in a somewhat exaggerated fashion, though her face kept to a non-joking tone. "When it comes to life and death, everything should be used. That's how Shinobi operate, is it not?"

She followed Zo into the wooden house and took a seat on one of the flowery chairs, gently patting at the strands of her smooth black hair that came loose during the blooming of the tree. She decided to leave the adults to their discussion about medicine, waiting patiently and quietly.

[MFT]
 
Things would seem to get sentimental between Moeka and Zo, as she would speak his mind would begin to wonder, they would train together for quite sometime, both mentally knowing one another to a point of Student teacher boundaries but in all of those things they would maybe become friends someone that she could rely upon. And someone that Zo could be proud of, like a daughter. The daughter that he didnt have yet.... yet... Either way and at either pace things seemed to get more interesting, but Saki seemed a bit agitated at Zo's different displays, "Well, I do certainly believe that all teachers have something to give, be it high level jutsu, or a sound strategy way of thinking. Like most war tacticians, they dont all have great fighting capability, and with all strong people, they might not all have a stout line of thinking that will allow their strengths to truly flourish.", Zo was a Jounin though, and he had shown he was clearly both strong and sound with his strategy.

"Well you may use any plant or seedling to your disposal. Research is not my forte' but maybe we can work together to making something very interesting... or discovering something that we never knew possible before?", Zo giving his hand to Saki indirectly trying to bridge the gap in what could be a great friendship or most certain rivalry. IT was all great as he would begin to think about how things would transpire before though thinking about Daisuke... looking over to the young lad as he would just drift off, Zo would wonder if Saki would be more suited to train him having taught the boy, but then Zo wanted him to be a potential for the ANBU corps...

'Damn this...'"Yeah, I hope we can find somethign that we can use to help these students, Our students to greater heights and abilities. Maybe even find something that can help them unlock their potential. Would that be cool with you Mo and Dai?", tilting his head he would look to them all wondering what would run through their heads next.

[MFT]
 

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