Hon had changed. It was inevitable for him to change after that day… to this moment, he wondered if the fever dream of a sequence meeting Ziren of all people was a real occurrence or if it was simply a by-product of the Genjutsu that Aoi had put him in. Either way, it was a huge help…
Hon had a solid, feasible goal in front of him now – for the first time in his damn life, it wasn’t just all about achieving the present, conquering the present, and eliminating the present. For the first time in his life… he could start thinking about the future that he, inevitably, would leave behind in the Hidden Cloud. And the future that he desired to see for his dear village was a bright one…
But the world was cold and unforgiving, just like the sharp winds that slapped his wrists as he made his way up the taller parts of the mountain range. And most important of all – he couldn’t achieve all of his dreams on his own. He couldn’t depend on himself and himself alone for all levels of success in his life, that was such a foolish idea… while a strong shinobi, he was at the same time a weak man. And one, weak man couldn’t get far in life… that was why mankind gathered together, right? The very driving force behind the formation of their village.
Anyway… today was a special kind of mission – an investigation was sought concerning the large storm that had been brewing above the… entire country? According to many meteorologists available in the land, the storm was one of a kind, a size that hadn’t been recorded in… well… all of recorded history. Most peculiarly, the bolts of lightning from the thunderclouds never hit manmade towers or buildings, which surprised a few who resided in the capital of the Lightning Country – Kumogakure – which now boasted a handful towers of its own and sky-scraping constructs.
But lightning kept striking the mountaintops, and thus Hon was on his way up there. He didn’t fear the symbol of the entire country – he, too, embodied lightning in a way, like many Cloud Shinobi did. One of the theories was that the lightning bolts acted as beacons, so investigating one of the mountaintops was a viable idea to confirm this theory. Hon was hiding in his casual shinobi attire under a large cloak to beat back the cold winds, climbing up the precipice where the goat track had abruptly ended. Up in these mountains, he felt a sting of loneliness penetrate his heart – maybe it was the view behind him, that of a greyish cloud gathering that spanned nearly the entire damn sky. The clouds were moving fast, too… but something reminded him that it was merely a natural phenomenon. That it would pass tomorrow, and people would forget the events of today.
So he kept climbing up the mountainside… and this time, he was intent on holding a class the next day and talk about these strange phenomena occurring. Hopefully, Riko and Honōme were eager to learn about it. Eichi, probably, would scoff at the paranoia that people rose around them – just clouds doing cloud things, right? Perhaps he was right.
WC: 541
Discovery of Contract of Your Choice (choosing Dragon to celebrate the update >:3)
Hon had a solid, feasible goal in front of him now – for the first time in his damn life, it wasn’t just all about achieving the present, conquering the present, and eliminating the present. For the first time in his life… he could start thinking about the future that he, inevitably, would leave behind in the Hidden Cloud. And the future that he desired to see for his dear village was a bright one…
But the world was cold and unforgiving, just like the sharp winds that slapped his wrists as he made his way up the taller parts of the mountain range. And most important of all – he couldn’t achieve all of his dreams on his own. He couldn’t depend on himself and himself alone for all levels of success in his life, that was such a foolish idea… while a strong shinobi, he was at the same time a weak man. And one, weak man couldn’t get far in life… that was why mankind gathered together, right? The very driving force behind the formation of their village.
Anyway… today was a special kind of mission – an investigation was sought concerning the large storm that had been brewing above the… entire country? According to many meteorologists available in the land, the storm was one of a kind, a size that hadn’t been recorded in… well… all of recorded history. Most peculiarly, the bolts of lightning from the thunderclouds never hit manmade towers or buildings, which surprised a few who resided in the capital of the Lightning Country – Kumogakure – which now boasted a handful towers of its own and sky-scraping constructs.
But lightning kept striking the mountaintops, and thus Hon was on his way up there. He didn’t fear the symbol of the entire country – he, too, embodied lightning in a way, like many Cloud Shinobi did. One of the theories was that the lightning bolts acted as beacons, so investigating one of the mountaintops was a viable idea to confirm this theory. Hon was hiding in his casual shinobi attire under a large cloak to beat back the cold winds, climbing up the precipice where the goat track had abruptly ended. Up in these mountains, he felt a sting of loneliness penetrate his heart – maybe it was the view behind him, that of a greyish cloud gathering that spanned nearly the entire damn sky. The clouds were moving fast, too… but something reminded him that it was merely a natural phenomenon. That it would pass tomorrow, and people would forget the events of today.
So he kept climbing up the mountainside… and this time, he was intent on holding a class the next day and talk about these strange phenomena occurring. Hopefully, Riko and Honōme were eager to learn about it. Eichi, probably, would scoff at the paranoia that people rose around them – just clouds doing cloud things, right? Perhaps he was right.
WC: 541
Discovery of Contract of Your Choice (choosing Dragon to celebrate the update >:3)
