[OOC: start with this: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rqj1hf-KQ2c ]
The boy stood in front of him, Nao thought he would charge in for the swing but he didn't. Instead the young boy just inquired about the reason to which he is there, in that black and white street, getting drenched with blood. The young black haired boy also made a snappy remark about Nao's age, he decided to ignore it.
'this boy... he has potential... he is not as hot headed as other Shinoby in training...'
Thought 46 to himself while starting to slowly walk towards the young one.
"young one... you came here to find answers about a man who did not want to be disturbed in his peaceful cave, well until the moment he found out that his own brother is still looking for him, until the moment that he found that the only person he still cares about was still alive and wanted him to come back...."
He stopped about ten centimeters from the boy, pausing for a short moment just looking at the kid.
"I am Loky!... I am Rounin Nao and I am Subject 46..."
He said unflinching and static, the rain started to die down and the black and white now became more like a greyish tone. It was as if the very name he said made order in the chaos around.
"and you my young friend are still standing it the same cave we were before, but your mind is... well, lets just say that this place is not as real as it seems, but never the less, if you want me to come with you, first you need to hear my story, so follow me."
He said and then started walking towards one of the houses, when they both went through it the would be standing in a colorful garden, trees and flowers all scattered around, and a huge house not to far from them, the door behind them had vanished.
"15 years ago, there lived a happy wealthy family just outside the village hidden in the stone..."
He began speaking as they walked towards the house, suddenly to their right ran two children. The man and the boy were walking around as if invisible to the two children running around playing as it would seem a game of 'catch' in the well cut grass of the large estate. One boy seemed considerably older then the other, one was around the age of 9, while the other looked more like a 4-5 years of age. But both of the children were smiling, both were laughing and giggling with much joy.
"two brothers were living there, and they loved each other very much..."
The two had reached the front door of the large house and Nao twisted the doorknob and opened it, leading the two into a candle lit room at night. Next to the window an adult man looking outside at the bright glow of the moon, in the bed the older child from before was sleeping soundly, and next to it was a man in an ANBU mask looking down at the child.
"At some point the two boys father started noticing that there was something wrong with his elder son, something amiss. He called for doctors and healers from all over the land, but non could cure the darkness within the boy, until one night came a man in a mask who said that he could take the boy to a facility where he could learn how to control his...gifts... and the father through desperation agreed to the terms, and the man in the mask took the boy..."
Nao now led them back to the door behind, now putting them in a white long hallway, like the ones in a medical facility. As they started walking windows appeared one after the other with scenarios in them, yet those moments were frozen, like a three dimensional exhibition in a museum, only much more real.
In the first window the young boy was eating a nice breakfast in a very nice room filled with colorful paintings, in the next one he was sitting in a comfy looking chair drawing a picture, while behind him stood a man in a mask and lab coat, and in the third window the boy was hugging his father in a common room full of treats and toys.
"in the first few months in the facility everything was absolutely perfect, the boy was fed and nurtured, he received many activities to learn and have fun, and his father came to visit all the time... but then everything changed..."
In the next window the boy was sitting inside something similar to a jail-cell with his face buried in his arms and his sleeves moist under his small eyes, in the next window the boy was in a class room with another person in a lab coat pointing at a blackboard that had some writings on it, and in the third window the boy was strapped to a chair while a couple of masked lab coated men cut into him, and his eyes were wide open in pain and terror.
[OOC enter this now: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vI0FETSHAv4 ]
"...the father suddenly stopped coming, they moved him to another room... one without paintings or warm meals. They started teaching him strange things, and they started pushing both his mind and body to a very thin limit..."
The next few windows showed the boy growing up with each one, and in each one of them he was ether being tortured, or he was being taught something in a class, or he was killing some people in an arena. But the older he seemed in the frozen image the more powerful and resilient he seemed.
"they made him stronger, better, they took his childhood away and replaced it with pure rage. The boy grew older not seeing the light of day, not once. And they just kept experimenting on him, at any hour of any day, and sometimes even for weeks without stop...And the stronger he grew the harder it became, he knew that one day he will take his revenge on them... until the day he was no longer a boy..."
The next windows showed a bit younger version of the man leading the tour in the hallway, blond and beat up with no smile and dead eyes. In the image he was being given a mask and black garbs, after that the images only showed the masked man, killing people in the outside world, most of the times he would just stand there while a person would grab his own throat, as if he was choking himself, or stabbing himself, or jumping off of cliffs, but the masked man just stood there in every image.
"...The one day gave him a new face, a new name, and started using him to do whatever they wanted him to do, and he did everything they wanted, to gain their trust, to fool them into believing him to be docile and under their full control....they were gravely mistaken"
The windows stopped and the came to a halt in front of a large grey metal door.
"the man grew strong enough one day, to finally take his revenge, and so he did... and he left not one soul to tell the story, just rumors and ghost stories in the candle light..."
Nao then opened the door, in front of them a grand hall of white, filled with scattered frozen people and moments of final terror, and most of these people were wearing the same lab coats from the images before, some were running for their lives, some hung themselves, some cut their own throats, some just sat curled up in a ball in a corner of a cubical. And on the other end of the hall in front of an open door shining with light stood the masked man Loky, not even looking back at what he did.
"he finally broke free, and from a boy just like you he became a man capable of many great things....much like you indeed boy"
Nao said nothing more after that, he just looked at his alter ego Loky with his mask and black robes, and smiled a genuine smile. To himself he was not a monster, he was a free man, and he could do whatever he wanted to do without anyone telling him what to do.