*he laughed with him knowing what it was for*...well i guess i should explain what i did while i was gone first off...*he relaxed and looked into raijin's eyes as he spoke to him*...i went on an all round journey through the world i guess you could say...i went to different countries studying and learning new arts from ancient to modern...basic to complex...as well as learning the history od these cultures...*he set his hands on his knees then looked up*...raijin....the things i have seen...the good and bad...were...astounding...*he looked back to raijin*...the things i have learned...knowledge wise...and jutsu wise...have made me stronger...raijin...if you could have seen the things i have seen in these other cultures...these other worlds...you too would be in aw...
Raijin laughed as he shook his head.."the funny thing is.......I have....."
*he smiled*...then that is why you know what you know...*he stared out into the sky as he began to speak*...when i left i headed south...knowing from my island i would not interact with any other islands in our system of islands...i took the first ship out coming to a port that was located on the edge of mountains...staying there from a month or two i heard rumors...of ancient beings of great skill in fighting and what they called magic...so i figured i would start my travels here and let them carry me onward...*he looked to raijin*...but the magic...was nothing but ancient jutsu...carried in from when the land flourished with ninja clans...*he looked back up and began again*...it took me a month and a half to find these ancient ninja...and when i got there...i was not greeted well...i was forced to take a series of tests that meant spilling my blood to get accepted and able to teach...they called it...purilization...and said my body had been corupt and needed cleansing...after i was complete with my tasks i was alowed in and able to learn these ancient techniques from which these ninja vowed to and honored...the first thing they did...was take my precious katana and broke it in two...later from which i created my tanto...they taught me the better use of a small weapon as it doesnt get in your way adn is easy to manoover and fast with attacking and blocking...later i learned more jutsu...that of mostly water but some lightning in there...nd also the art of one handed hand signals that i was able to perfect with fire and water jutsu...i found at that time i was an elemental user of jutsu...i left after a year and a half of training...after they told me i ha perfected my skill and i no longer had a place there...so i left the mountains...and headed to the west.
my journey took me to many smalls towns and clans most who greeted me welcome...but the ones i learned more from were the ones that tested me and made me achive my acceptance...but i came upon one in the most interesting...that was said to hold the ancient scrolls...and everlasting elders of the fire...when i arrived i wasnt greeted or made to complete an exam...but somewhat shunned...later i found they were in a war and i had been arrested on the grounds of being a spy...later found innocent they set their gratitude to me...trying to make up for their mistake...so what did i do?...i demanded to see these scrolls and be trained under the elders of fire....well in order to see and study the scrolls i had to be trained in the fine art of fire jutsu and hand to hand...now since i had much experience in the fire style i was not intraining but for half a year and was able to study the scrolls one out of the six months...later they insisted i was to be put into the war in return for the training they offered...i had no choice to accept an they put me in as a high ranking jounin general...the great techniques i learned from even the soliders was amazing and the effect they have...greater then i had ever seen...i was there for another year until the leader of our revolt had fallen...feeling like a prisoner to these people i escaped and ran northwest taking another ship off of the continent and into another where i found myself...i guess you could say...lost.
the land was completely covered in plants and trees...specimens ive never seen in our own lands...but i continued this time moving straight north until i came to a village of the largest men i have ever seen...not only were they large but the weapons they carried were large enough to take out a small house and found them as interesting adversaries...as usual i wasnt greeted but tested and had many of them try to kill me the first time i set foot in the village...beating them i guess was my test and i was accepted into the village for as long as i needed...here i didnt train much but i learned many things about their life an culture...and how they came to be...they taught me tons of things and soon accepted me as one of their own villagers...i also learned very helpful blocking jutsus' using earth...though i never mastered any of them...i was considered able enough to use them efficiently...i left two years later to continue my journey happy i found a new form of beings with a set of brilliant thought...soon after i headed east i soon heard they were attacked and were conquered by others of the same spiecies...they called themselves Togorans and were more peaceful than war like even though you could easily misunderstand that by their appearance...as i continued to the east i found my slef missing home...but knew i was not done...i later came into a nation full of machines that did everything for man and the art of jutsus had been long decimated to a small minimum...and people could be put to death if they were know users of it...it was outlawed and considered sorcery to defeat the king...i late found a friend in this concrete hell that was a user and for his whole life kept it secret...he was 79...he told me of a dojo the the far east mountains that was run by an old man who mastered in many different jutsus...so as you may know...it sparked my intrest so i left on the old mans birthday...the day he died...i found myself in a desert on my way to the mountains and when i reahced them found a small village where i re supplied myself and began my journey into these mountains of hell...from the machine run land to the mountains i was there in a time span of five months and after that i wasted no time to find this dojo and meet this man and become a student under his wing... three months had passed and i was running low on supplies until i can across what looked liek a path inbetween to large cliffs...it was very narrow and i could barely get myself through but on the other side...i found my self in front of large building with ancient japanese architecture...it was the dojo and as i approached the doors i was greated by and old man...he told me "its has been fate that drug you here and when i caught word of your arrival i was very overwhelmed...it has been a long time since i was told since the time you began your journey i guess...but none the less you are almost complete and here you will stay until you have completed the proper training"...i was shocked and confuzed not believing a word the man said...but as time passed i began to believe those words...through out the 3years i was there everything came clear to me...i found the history of my village and soon understood i was the only one to live on purpose...to carry the name of the blood village by a thread ending with me...also i was taught my new mastery in earth and water jutsus giving me 3 mastered altogether...it took many long days of difficult and challenging exercises, tasks, missions, and of course the ability to give up the blood needed to complete these...he was a kind old man and wise in all jutsus which caught my eye more than anything else...his knowledge was what i was interested in and i was up to do everything to obtain what he knew...failure was not an option to him either...i had only failed once ad it was the one and only time i ever failed again...the punishment...was almost unbearable enough to easily kill a regular ninja...but through all the pain, suffering, and blood spill i was gladly rewarded with what i wanted without any hesitation....three years of that intense training i went through......and if i had the choice...id do it all again...i know my pupose now..its all as clear as day...
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