He sat in a world of darkness blinded by his own greed for power. He couldn't get the words out of his mind that burned the images of hell's playground. He brought himself here and who could he blame. The head of the fallen would tilt back drinking the sweet alcohol his cousin had so precariously hid. This village, was nothing more than a fleeting image in his mind now. He no longer had to "look" upon the pain that was caused here but at the very least he could hear their screams. He could hear the fire, the destruction being caused around him. A smirk would spread across his face as he continued to drink. Each gulp a sweet yet rough burning his very throat. It was a fine feeling for one so low as himself. Is this how Kenji felt when his world crashed around him. A familiar voice would trail off in his ear as he took the seventeeth sip from the jug.
"Is this the same pitiful state you wish to allow yourself to be in. I thought you were the Grand Lion? Where's your pride Koga?" A chuckle would leave his lips as he listened to his chastiser. "Oh what do you know Inu. What have you sacrificed. I gave everything for my father and got left with hate. I gave up these eyes in rash dedication to this village. I admit it wasn't smart but I was hopeful to bring unity through sacrifice. I don't know probably let the books and stories of heroes get to me..." She would chuckle as she glided toward him, kneeling by his side and washing the blood from around his empty sockets. "Yes you're right, it was rash and stupid. You should have taken the woman up on her offer of regular eyes at the very least. I find it odd she could do that much but nothing with the Byakugan. Maybe if I try the eyes..." Koga would slap her hand away from his sockets. "Stop... Don't I'm done with these stupid childlike decisions. I took an unnecessary risk and this is my penance. I was so amp'd for power...I think I was turning into my father. So quick to compete with him, and become stronger. He'd have laughed in my face. I'm lost without him you know. It's a shame to admit it but I've been biting off more than I could chew since I lost the power of the Eight Gates. I was so ready to progress but into what? I'm nothing more than a stain..." She would slap him firmly and squarely in the jaw.
"Enough! I don't want to hear another word of this self pity. You made some bad choices and put some faith into wrong things. You're a greenhorn at war and quite honestly irresponsible. You are stupidly ready to try something new and use your body as a tool to encompass it, but you want to know what? That's what makes you you. I don't want to hear another word about how useless you think you are. As a matter of fact for every useless thing you relate yourself to, I want two things that make you useful. I'll be damned if we fall to two different weak minded idiots in this clan and let that caniving bastard you call a father take over you hear me Koga? Enough with this exploration for power, enough underating yourself and thinking you aren't good enough. As sad as it is to say I'm glad you lost your eyes, this was they eye opener you needed to show you the truth. You hold the future of this clan on your shoulders start acting like it." Inu would stand and take her leave irritated.
"The hell does she know... Always saying the things filled with the most truth. Seems like everybody knows what's right for me these days, except for me..." Koga would throw his bottle against the wall screaming at the world as loud as his lungs could muster. Just who the hell was this person he'd become? Someone so desperate for power and acceptance from others. Just when did he actually begin to care what anyone else thought? When had he gone so astray from his path as a warrior who stood on their own two feet. Koga would bring himself a flat position placing one arm behind his back. Without effort he'd begin to push his mass off the ground rising and descending to create the push up motion. "I will never rely on another for my strength... Curse the man I've become damn him to hell. I'll never be weak again..." Eyeless and torn between what was right or wrong, none of it mattered anymore. His strength came from within and whether or not he could access it was truly up to him. He pushed out thoughts of the village, thoughts of his father, thoughts of his mistakes, and only focus on one singular fact. His path was the one he'd have to walk upon. Every choice he made would ultimately fall on him and relying on another to help him, fix it, or whatever would only lead to his downfall. He did not need to go out of his way to fix a village who brought so many enemies upon themselves. The only thing he had to focus on was surviving this and ensuring that his clan survived as well. He would whip himself back into shape, blind or not. No one would hinder him any longer not even himself.
"Is this the same pitiful state you wish to allow yourself to be in. I thought you were the Grand Lion? Where's your pride Koga?" A chuckle would leave his lips as he listened to his chastiser. "Oh what do you know Inu. What have you sacrificed. I gave everything for my father and got left with hate. I gave up these eyes in rash dedication to this village. I admit it wasn't smart but I was hopeful to bring unity through sacrifice. I don't know probably let the books and stories of heroes get to me..." She would chuckle as she glided toward him, kneeling by his side and washing the blood from around his empty sockets. "Yes you're right, it was rash and stupid. You should have taken the woman up on her offer of regular eyes at the very least. I find it odd she could do that much but nothing with the Byakugan. Maybe if I try the eyes..." Koga would slap her hand away from his sockets. "Stop... Don't I'm done with these stupid childlike decisions. I took an unnecessary risk and this is my penance. I was so amp'd for power...I think I was turning into my father. So quick to compete with him, and become stronger. He'd have laughed in my face. I'm lost without him you know. It's a shame to admit it but I've been biting off more than I could chew since I lost the power of the Eight Gates. I was so ready to progress but into what? I'm nothing more than a stain..." She would slap him firmly and squarely in the jaw.
"Enough! I don't want to hear another word of this self pity. You made some bad choices and put some faith into wrong things. You're a greenhorn at war and quite honestly irresponsible. You are stupidly ready to try something new and use your body as a tool to encompass it, but you want to know what? That's what makes you you. I don't want to hear another word about how useless you think you are. As a matter of fact for every useless thing you relate yourself to, I want two things that make you useful. I'll be damned if we fall to two different weak minded idiots in this clan and let that caniving bastard you call a father take over you hear me Koga? Enough with this exploration for power, enough underating yourself and thinking you aren't good enough. As sad as it is to say I'm glad you lost your eyes, this was they eye opener you needed to show you the truth. You hold the future of this clan on your shoulders start acting like it." Inu would stand and take her leave irritated.
"The hell does she know... Always saying the things filled with the most truth. Seems like everybody knows what's right for me these days, except for me..." Koga would throw his bottle against the wall screaming at the world as loud as his lungs could muster. Just who the hell was this person he'd become? Someone so desperate for power and acceptance from others. Just when did he actually begin to care what anyone else thought? When had he gone so astray from his path as a warrior who stood on their own two feet. Koga would bring himself a flat position placing one arm behind his back. Without effort he'd begin to push his mass off the ground rising and descending to create the push up motion. "I will never rely on another for my strength... Curse the man I've become damn him to hell. I'll never be weak again..." Eyeless and torn between what was right or wrong, none of it mattered anymore. His strength came from within and whether or not he could access it was truly up to him. He pushed out thoughts of the village, thoughts of his father, thoughts of his mistakes, and only focus on one singular fact. His path was the one he'd have to walk upon. Every choice he made would ultimately fall on him and relying on another to help him, fix it, or whatever would only lead to his downfall. He did not need to go out of his way to fix a village who brought so many enemies upon themselves. The only thing he had to focus on was surviving this and ensuring that his clan survived as well. He would whip himself back into shape, blind or not. No one would hinder him any longer not even himself.