Kurejī listened to Uzuike speak. So he is thinking of looking for answers through Genjutsu. Again, the likes of how that sounded, it sounded familiar, but Kurejī doesn't know if that was common knowledge or not. Uzuike noted that he would not push him if the time at the hospital was going to incite a bad reaction from him,
The masked ninja nodded, "I'll do what I can. I still don't really know a whole lot of myself to be honest." He would be lying if he had said that he wasn't curious about the time before the hospital, but he had to focus his mind. Ignore the empty whisperings at the back of his mind... Wait, what? He decided to push that thought out of his mind as he looked at Uzuike's eyes.
And then he blinked. He was in the Hospital again. The memory was fresh, Todui was whispering to the wall off to his right, Genyo was sitting at a table playing Shogi by himself. Not all residents were severely mentally ill, but just enough to keep them here at the hospital. It was a very boring day here at the Hospital, only exciting days were when some shinobi came by to gauge Kurejī as a potential ninja to help him out and help him leave.
He remembered walking around and hearing some of the staff talk about him. He caught words here and there, "Kurejī... Void.... Dangerous."
He closed his eyes. and opened them up, this time, he was at the entrance of the hospital. This would be his earliest memory, though even then... A lot of the surroundings seem to phase in and out, as if they don't exist. It was only if he had focused on certain things that it became more clear... Kind of...
He was aware of a person on either of his sides, not dragging, but guiding him into the hospital. More words caught, "He isn't as far gone as his family, but he won't stop muttering something about a Void. And he is saying that his name literally means 'Crazy'. What's up with this kid?" Kurejī heard wailing from in the background, somewhere in the area that the surroundings seem to cease to exist. He knew who it belonged to. His family, but they also sounded near not human, their wailing turning into hysterical laughter turning into mutterings.
Kurejī was starting to have a headache, could this be from the genjutsu? He was aware of the surroundings around him starting to dissipate into nothingness with nothing but pitch black darkness nearing him. He brought out Teddy and fired off some needles into the approaching void, but the needles disappeared into nothingness.
The masked ninja nodded, "I'll do what I can. I still don't really know a whole lot of myself to be honest." He would be lying if he had said that he wasn't curious about the time before the hospital, but he had to focus his mind. Ignore the empty whisperings at the back of his mind... Wait, what? He decided to push that thought out of his mind as he looked at Uzuike's eyes.
And then he blinked. He was in the Hospital again. The memory was fresh, Todui was whispering to the wall off to his right, Genyo was sitting at a table playing Shogi by himself. Not all residents were severely mentally ill, but just enough to keep them here at the hospital. It was a very boring day here at the Hospital, only exciting days were when some shinobi came by to gauge Kurejī as a potential ninja to help him out and help him leave.
He remembered walking around and hearing some of the staff talk about him. He caught words here and there, "Kurejī... Void.... Dangerous."
He closed his eyes. and opened them up, this time, he was at the entrance of the hospital. This would be his earliest memory, though even then... A lot of the surroundings seem to phase in and out, as if they don't exist. It was only if he had focused on certain things that it became more clear... Kind of...
He was aware of a person on either of his sides, not dragging, but guiding him into the hospital. More words caught, "He isn't as far gone as his family, but he won't stop muttering something about a Void. And he is saying that his name literally means 'Crazy'. What's up with this kid?" Kurejī heard wailing from in the background, somewhere in the area that the surroundings seem to cease to exist. He knew who it belonged to. His family, but they also sounded near not human, their wailing turning into hysterical laughter turning into mutterings.
Kurejī was starting to have a headache, could this be from the genjutsu? He was aware of the surroundings around him starting to dissipate into nothingness with nothing but pitch black darkness nearing him. He brought out Teddy and fired off some needles into the approaching void, but the needles disappeared into nothingness.