To say that Shinjo was having an easy time of coming to terms with his current life would be straight up lie.
Despite the the wonderfully adept medical shinobi and practices of Kumogakure, the poor AiT’s mind remained broken for quite some time. He missed out on the entire war, which would have been rather cathartic for his mental state given the reason he had become such a broken mess was due, in part, by Tenouza. The chance to kill those who had forced his hand in killing his lover and her family could have brought a sense of relief in knowing that they could no longer turn people against a military force full of murder machines.
Sadly, his brain just could not handle the outside world during that time. The sunlight itself seemed to bother Shinjo, and he kept himself in solitary confinement as much as possible. The rare few chances he was forced to mingle with the other mental patience made him snap and wound at least three both times it was put forth into a group therapy. It would be at least a whole year and a half before he started to show signs of being socially acceptable, and another year after that before they were able to draw him into group sessions and not have him lift off on the other patients around him.
Two years of careful mental administration and he was once again “fit” for duty. Kumo couldn’t just simply throw such a useful tool like Shinjo away and ANBU, thankfully, was generally full of nutters anyways or at least had more use for the psychotic than the other two branches. Still, upon release he was allowed two weeks of time inside of his apartment, under strict monitoring, to reallocate himself back into the city and get used to the idea of working as a shinobi again.
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Despite the the wonderfully adept medical shinobi and practices of Kumogakure, the poor AiT’s mind remained broken for quite some time. He missed out on the entire war, which would have been rather cathartic for his mental state given the reason he had become such a broken mess was due, in part, by Tenouza. The chance to kill those who had forced his hand in killing his lover and her family could have brought a sense of relief in knowing that they could no longer turn people against a military force full of murder machines.
Sadly, his brain just could not handle the outside world during that time. The sunlight itself seemed to bother Shinjo, and he kept himself in solitary confinement as much as possible. The rare few chances he was forced to mingle with the other mental patience made him snap and wound at least three both times it was put forth into a group therapy. It would be at least a whole year and a half before he started to show signs of being socially acceptable, and another year after that before they were able to draw him into group sessions and not have him lift off on the other patients around him.
Two years of careful mental administration and he was once again “fit” for duty. Kumo couldn’t just simply throw such a useful tool like Shinjo away and ANBU, thankfully, was generally full of nutters anyways or at least had more use for the psychotic than the other two branches. Still, upon release he was allowed two weeks of time inside of his apartment, under strict monitoring, to reallocate himself back into the city and get used to the idea of working as a shinobi again.
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