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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He was taking some time for himself. It was rare for Ha to do so, but even he was no machine who could work tirelessly towards a goal. His stamina was superb for that, but once a year or so he needed some sort of break from the task before him. Changing the world wasn’t something done when stressed out, after all. And so here he stood, in the middle of the village, looking equal parts relieved and confused. He had to find something to fill the day up, and he wanted to have it done with so he would spend the least time sitting here staring stupidly at the sign for a curio shop that advertised “unscrupulous entertainment with low standards” trying to figure out what that mean in regards to collectibles.

He was wearing his formal wear out as usual. Black pants, black boots, a black jacket over a red shirt. The jacket was embroidered with a rose on the back in red imposed over a white tulip. The jacket has a red lining, as well as red trim on the sleeves. His hands are covered by black gloves, with red omega symbols on the top. But as always, it would be his mask that is noticed first. Ivory white, with red and gold etchings across it, it had small, narrow slits that allow him to see out but keep others from prying in. And then, his sword rests at his hip, sheathed in the unique sheathe made just for it. He was not a site that screamed for company, and yet he felt he could do with a little bit today.

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