“Excuse me, sir.” There was a voice from behind me, and when I turned I saw a frail man hunched over below me.
“Yes, brother?” I asked, lowering the hood of my robe to show my face. Then I crouched down to eye level with the man, but as I did so other men came out of the shadows and I knew what was happening. It was just another ambush in the ruins of Suna. I sighed as I eyeballed the approaching men and then returned to the old man who released a plume of smoke as he changed back into a young, malicious vagrant. They all attacked in unison, and as they launched themselves at me a large mouth emerged from the ground around them. As the mouth closed, the thin beam of light revealed my form crumbling into sand. As they realized they were attacking a sand clone it became clear that it was too late.
The mouth closed tight and sand back into the ground, bringing the now screaming men with it. I didn’t care what happened after that; they were a group of poor souls with no formal shinobi training, and there was no way even a group of them could take me down. As I watched the sand worm I created drag them under the sand, where they would surely suffocate, I thought about my destiny to save this village from a great threat. I thought about my mother’s corpse lying in front of the old temple’s entrance, waiting to be brought back. Kuragari was waiting for me to gather the necessary souls, and then I could use his technique to bring her soul back to her body.
“Oh, to be unburdened by the pressures of destiny.” And I actually felt envious of the dying souls. “Ai, grant me strength to finish my mission.” I lowered my head and continued to walk slowly away from the scene, a faint smile on my lips.
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