Ziren stood alone in the Forest of Death. Nowadays this seemed like the only place in which he can gather his thoughts in peace. Strangely enough, he has had a lot of memories here. Not a lot of good ones. But still memories.
He sat down and meditated, thinking, reflecting on things. It wasn't that long ago when he himself hid away from everyone when he had cut his own arm off. Further down the time, Yukio helped him out when Jirosho appeared. Even further back than that was when he once fought someone else here, when he learned who he was. Of being a Chigokai.
Now opening his eyes and looking around, it kind of reminded him when he once went face to face with the mercenary that had pursued him throughout the years. The man that killed his parents, paid to do it by Jirosho, Ziren's own brother. The mercenary has a lot of blood on his hands, the caravan that took Ziren in when he was young, that died in a "forest fire." Who knows how many other people that man has killed.
The scar that wrapped around Ziren's right arm was a constant reminder of what happened that night so long ago. Lately, he has been having nightmares, of the mercenary. Ziren isn't afraid of death, no. He's afraid that he'll be powerless to stop the mercenary once again... But this time its different. Ziren himself has grown strong and won't let that ever happen to anyone he cares about, which is everyone in Leaf.
He knew that day would eventually come. But for now, they will have to deal with the Frost Ninja. Handseals made, and a crystalline beast came out of the ground. Obsidian Dragon. Ziren jumped up onto the back of it. The dragon walked around.
Ziren had nothing really on his mind of why he was here. He guessed to just get away from everything, even if it is just for a moment.
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He sat down and meditated, thinking, reflecting on things. It wasn't that long ago when he himself hid away from everyone when he had cut his own arm off. Further down the time, Yukio helped him out when Jirosho appeared. Even further back than that was when he once fought someone else here, when he learned who he was. Of being a Chigokai.
Now opening his eyes and looking around, it kind of reminded him when he once went face to face with the mercenary that had pursued him throughout the years. The man that killed his parents, paid to do it by Jirosho, Ziren's own brother. The mercenary has a lot of blood on his hands, the caravan that took Ziren in when he was young, that died in a "forest fire." Who knows how many other people that man has killed.
The scar that wrapped around Ziren's right arm was a constant reminder of what happened that night so long ago. Lately, he has been having nightmares, of the mercenary. Ziren isn't afraid of death, no. He's afraid that he'll be powerless to stop the mercenary once again... But this time its different. Ziren himself has grown strong and won't let that ever happen to anyone he cares about, which is everyone in Leaf.
He knew that day would eventually come. But for now, they will have to deal with the Frost Ninja. Handseals made, and a crystalline beast came out of the ground. Obsidian Dragon. Ziren jumped up onto the back of it. The dragon walked around.
Ziren had nothing really on his mind of why he was here. He guessed to just get away from everything, even if it is just for a moment.
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