Funny thing about time, when you could control it to an extent, it became even more meaningless than normal.
The trailer that had been, for years, an eyesore to the people of the Diamond District was missing. And while the top 10% of Sunagakure breathed a sigh of relief to finally see the eyesore gone, no one knew where Tama was.
The scientist whom had lived his whole life in Sunagakure was nowhere to be found. He hadn’t reported for his job in weeks, the three-day long man-hunt into the city and desert around brought up nothing, and not a single letter had appeared on Sousuke’s doorstep. The scientist known as Ryuu Tama had once again vanished from the all-seeing eyes of the Suna government, though the ironic truth was he was in fact, still right under their noses.
Deep into the Grand Palais, past the ‘Black Market’, and through a bunch of collapsed roads and buildings was an old cave entrance. Back in a day, long ago, this was a barely hidden entrance that lead through a honeycomb of tunnels no one had the courage to navigate. Though, for the scientist, they were a pleasant walk alone as, with the flick of a secret switch in the right rock wall, a path would open up.
Beyond the rocky door revealed a gigantic cavern with an open ceiling that stretched at least forty feet above. A broken stone bridge stretched out into a yawning cavern that once lead to a stone castle the Uzumoreru royalty called home. He had long ago destroyed it, well over two decades now, and the ruins laid below in the darkness. Of course, that wasn’t all that was down there.
A part of the castle had survived. A few months ago, Tama and Uzu had traversed the destroyed maze of his old home in order to search for ancient cures. His daughter had a problem she wasn’t even aware of yet, but the old assassin knew it was coming. In trade for help locating the information, Toushin outright gave the ruins to Tama for whatever he wanted. Now, deep below the ruins above, his trailer was nestled against a wall in the large torture room in the Uzumoreru dungeons. The rest of the room and everything around him had been transformed into a gigantic laboratory. Seven large tubes with floating variations of himself line one wall as he walked by with a chart in hand, his sixteen-year old form watching them carefully as he marked down notes in what he would need to do to readjust the next batch.
Migoya had kept true to his word. He had no idea how the man’s agents could find him when the rest of Sunagakure couldn’t, but once a month supplies would mysteriously show up at the entrance to the cave. Through the supply and information the rogue shinobi provided, the scientist had made leaps and bounds in curing his temporal displacement…but there was still quite a few problems in his cloning. The clones were far from perfect, and their genetic mutations were terrible. At most, he could live maybe a painful decade of life before the shell would shut down. He was going to need someone’s expert advice on cloning…though for the life of him, he couldn’t think of anyone who had such talents.
Guess he would be stuck here for a minute…
[Retired]
The trailer that had been, for years, an eyesore to the people of the Diamond District was missing. And while the top 10% of Sunagakure breathed a sigh of relief to finally see the eyesore gone, no one knew where Tama was.
The scientist whom had lived his whole life in Sunagakure was nowhere to be found. He hadn’t reported for his job in weeks, the three-day long man-hunt into the city and desert around brought up nothing, and not a single letter had appeared on Sousuke’s doorstep. The scientist known as Ryuu Tama had once again vanished from the all-seeing eyes of the Suna government, though the ironic truth was he was in fact, still right under their noses.
Deep into the Grand Palais, past the ‘Black Market’, and through a bunch of collapsed roads and buildings was an old cave entrance. Back in a day, long ago, this was a barely hidden entrance that lead through a honeycomb of tunnels no one had the courage to navigate. Though, for the scientist, they were a pleasant walk alone as, with the flick of a secret switch in the right rock wall, a path would open up.
Beyond the rocky door revealed a gigantic cavern with an open ceiling that stretched at least forty feet above. A broken stone bridge stretched out into a yawning cavern that once lead to a stone castle the Uzumoreru royalty called home. He had long ago destroyed it, well over two decades now, and the ruins laid below in the darkness. Of course, that wasn’t all that was down there.
A part of the castle had survived. A few months ago, Tama and Uzu had traversed the destroyed maze of his old home in order to search for ancient cures. His daughter had a problem she wasn’t even aware of yet, but the old assassin knew it was coming. In trade for help locating the information, Toushin outright gave the ruins to Tama for whatever he wanted. Now, deep below the ruins above, his trailer was nestled against a wall in the large torture room in the Uzumoreru dungeons. The rest of the room and everything around him had been transformed into a gigantic laboratory. Seven large tubes with floating variations of himself line one wall as he walked by with a chart in hand, his sixteen-year old form watching them carefully as he marked down notes in what he would need to do to readjust the next batch.
Migoya had kept true to his word. He had no idea how the man’s agents could find him when the rest of Sunagakure couldn’t, but once a month supplies would mysteriously show up at the entrance to the cave. Through the supply and information the rogue shinobi provided, the scientist had made leaps and bounds in curing his temporal displacement…but there was still quite a few problems in his cloning. The clones were far from perfect, and their genetic mutations were terrible. At most, he could live maybe a painful decade of life before the shell would shut down. He was going to need someone’s expert advice on cloning…though for the life of him, he couldn’t think of anyone who had such talents.
Guess he would be stuck here for a minute…
[Retired]