Some years had gone by since the eager young boy returned to Konoha in pursuit of a life of servitude. Years of dedicate had molded Dai into the perfect tool. A shinobi which lived in the shadows, focused on serving and protecting the people of Konoha; all without praise. In theory, this was the life that Dai pursued those years ago. He was content. However, a single thought of a seed was planted in his head as a young boy. As he got older, the seed continued to grow. Dai did not need to be a hero. Yet he could not help but wonder if he was fulfilling his ultimate duty to himself and his clan. Was he living up to his true potential?
Dai sat atop of the great Phoenix gates, gazing upon the horizon beyond the village. Dai sat far enough away from the gate where travelers would not notice him. This was Dai's perfect place to start his day, almost everyday at Dawn. It gave him the opportunity to appreciate his surroundings at times, and indulge in books at others. The peace of dawn, coupled with the background noises from nature, made this Dai's favorite spot.
What books he read?
In the outskirts of the village, a member of his clan wrote fictional novels based on a true warrior from the past, perhaps an alternate reality. The novels told the tale of a genius with superb physical attributes. Despite being the greatest healer in the land, he also served as the village's fearless protector. The more Dai read of his tale, the more he began to wonder. "Could one man really become so powerful? Could one man really stand up to any rogue nuke? Could one man really change ANBU of any nation?" A man with the power to defeat any Kage seemed a bit too unreasonable.
Although Dai concluded that the tales were more of a myth, his mind did wander. Who was the strongest shinobi alive? Did the might one of man still matter? If a man like that appeared, would Dai have the courage to face him?
Dai closed his novel and sighed yet again. He was content with this life; but something deep inside him wanted something more.
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Dai sat atop of the great Phoenix gates, gazing upon the horizon beyond the village. Dai sat far enough away from the gate where travelers would not notice him. This was Dai's perfect place to start his day, almost everyday at Dawn. It gave him the opportunity to appreciate his surroundings at times, and indulge in books at others. The peace of dawn, coupled with the background noises from nature, made this Dai's favorite spot.
What books he read?
In the outskirts of the village, a member of his clan wrote fictional novels based on a true warrior from the past, perhaps an alternate reality. The novels told the tale of a genius with superb physical attributes. Despite being the greatest healer in the land, he also served as the village's fearless protector. The more Dai read of his tale, the more he began to wonder. "Could one man really become so powerful? Could one man really stand up to any rogue nuke? Could one man really change ANBU of any nation?" A man with the power to defeat any Kage seemed a bit too unreasonable.
Although Dai concluded that the tales were more of a myth, his mind did wander. Who was the strongest shinobi alive? Did the might one of man still matter? If a man like that appeared, would Dai have the courage to face him?
Dai closed his novel and sighed yet again. He was content with this life; but something deep inside him wanted something more.
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