The day had began just like any other day in the valley of mountains, shinobi flying from tree to tree like a bunch of squirrels in heat. Chasing after their lost nuts like a moths flying into the heat of the burning flames of a fire elemental jutsu. There was no way to understand why shinobi did this, going from tree to tree, hilltop to hilltop and simply running across a river or jumping over it. They had no sense of direction, they simply went wherever they felt like going as if this was a natural way of life for the shinobi of iwagakure.

However the wild Makoto did not feel the same way as they did, he was not like your average shinobi going out to do extensive missions. Working hard to show off his skills or even training hard for the sake of protecting the village. He did not seek a challenge for himself, he simply searched for a way to expand on his knowledge, to learn all there was to learn about this mysterious art form known as jutsu.

He had encountered many other wild shinobi in his time here, from the mysterious sword wielding Suzume who was as tough as a stag beetle or was it rhinoceros beetle, or could he simply see her as a unique rhinostagros beetle. She may have seemed stubborn and cruel, while at the same time calm and kind. He did not fully understand why the Suzume was such a peaceful, yet strict shinobi though was she even a shinobi to begin with. Maybe she was simply a crazy sword bandit killing off her competition and training the child of iwa on a wimb or inkling at the time.

Makoto also met the master of bombs and the goddess of explosions Kotone of Iwagakure, she was explosive and rather unsociable even though he was not much better then her. He was a boy who felt that jutsu rated as more interesting then any girl could ever be, or boy for that matter as well. He had trained hard to satisfy his jutsu and in order to create a jutsu that would satisfy him as he could never find satisfaction in his own jutsu. The greatest satisfaction he had ever felt was when the monster of Sunagakure dropped his big giant ball on top of the fortifications as people had died under the weight of that monster's ball of fire. If only Makoto could make balls as big as that, he would be able to not only shock the world but he could lay the smack down upon all those who did not believe in the might of jutsu itself, for jutsu was life.

Words = 453

Makoto finally took his time as he sat down with his legs crossed as he began to meditate in order to find his inner chakra. Makoto was meditating, he was concentrating and that was when everything faded to black.

"Where am I?" as a small boy stood alone in a large celestial pool of a lake or was in an infinite ocean as he felt the wetness beneath his feet and simply decided to walk forward. As he walked he felt the presence of someone he once called mother, and then as he looked that way there was no one. As he stopped in his tracks for a moment he felt an older presence like his father and turned to look the other way and then felt a bit worried as he had no idea what was going on.

Then he looked even more confused when he found standing before him a small boy no older then thirteen with golden hair and eyes that looked like they held the world inside them. The boy smiled at him as he wanted to run away, but something about this boy drew him towards the image. As he got closer he recognized the boy as himself, but at the same time he realized this was not him or were both of these him as he felt the boy stab his hand into his chest gripping his heart.

"If you not going to use your heart, do you mind if I take it" as he was in too much shock from the sharp pain in his chest as he could not move wondering if he was paralyzed with fear or simple frozen from astonishment, wonder or true surprise. As he stood there he felt the hand let go as the boy looked to him tilting his head slightly and said, "How boring" as waves of the waters around them began to ripple as he scratched his head and told the other boy. "You need to stop being so weak, anyone can be a genius if they try hard enough."

As Makoto woke up as he felt a chilly wind as he woke up laying on the ground as he began to wonder when he even fell asleep as he blinked a few times not sure what had just happened at the time. What was going on and maybe he needed to ask someone for help, but who could he turn to when he no longer had anyone to turn to.

Words = 453 + 416 = 869

Makoto raised his hand up to the sky as he slowly began to rise to his feet as he turned to get on all fours before pressing down on his feet, pressing his knees as he sprung up and stretched his arms up into the air like he just did not care. He then took a deep breathe before preparing to make his way out of this place, he then wondered when he had gotten lost as he began a slow gentle walk while thinking of things that had passed and things of the past that had passed him by as the past was now passed. Makoto kept going and making his way in a straight direction step after step focused on his new destination wherever that may lead him.

Words = 869 + 130 = 999

"aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" as he cried out dashing through the valley as fast as his little feet could take him as his eyes began to waver he kept making his way passed the trees and upon the grass his feet could feel the pain as he endured his struggle not sure of what the future may hold for him, in the end did any of it even matter as he kept on running and running and when he felt like he should stop running he would just run some more and more and even more till he felt like his feet would leave the floor flying through the air as the waves of wind flow through his hair like the waves of water crashing upon his face as he fell into a lake and reached upwards still moving forward as he focused chakra to his feet and then began running upon the water as fast as he could unsure of what he would do in the future as he kept on going on and on like it was nothing.

Will he ever stop as he never stopped as he began to feel his breathing getting heavy and his feet feeling weak as his focus was slipping as occasionally a foot would sink slightly into the water as he struggled along wondering what he was doing wrong as he just kept running as tears began to flow he began to form some hand seals and then had an idea for a new jutsu as the water followed along behind him in an endless flow as he finally had made his decision as waves of emotions would reverberate and vibrations like excavations drilling into his soul in order to reach his core, the core of a broken heart lost in someone trying to master their own art. Who was Makoto and who was he as he had thoughts that just jumbled up in his head as he kept on running even more like the running would never ever end as he slipped and tumbled but kept going not knowing when any of it would end as he took a turn around a bend as he flew through the air after tripping on a pebble as he did a side flipping flip and then rolled and jumped and sprung into the air before reaching out and getting nothing but net as he made some weird roll on the floor laughing tumble through a fisherman's net as the boat over turned, he would escape with his rope escape technique and continue running as the old man in the fishing boat woke up after realizing he was upside down as he struggled to his feet as he wondered what huge fish knocked his boat over. Will it ever end in the end none of it really matters as Makoto was just letting off steam and began thinking of a steam ninjutsu involving a combination of both water ninjutsu and fire ninjutsu combined with mist to create the steamy mists ninjutsu.

Words = 999 + 504 = 1503

"enough!!! I reject your dark nonsense!!!", as Makoto seemed to lose his mind running all over the place. Some bandits were relaxing when they saw some kid just run passed them as they were a bit confused before thinking for a moment.

"That kid took our meat!!!" as Makoto was running with a steak in his mouth and just going wild with nature as they were soon catching up he formed the dog hand seal and water formed beneath his feat followed by a slippery stream of water chaining from that as all the bandits fell face first hitting into the dirt while one of them managed to dodge and kept chase. He did not have time for this nonsense as he performed another technique immediately as water tentacles caught all four bandits as they were now trapped he would then focus his chakra flow and then a flare was released into the sky signalling bandits were here and after some time people showed up and caught the bandits and Makoto bowed his head to them and then ran off as the one shinobi thought.

"These hyperactive kids need to stop eating so much sugar, even as shinobi they can not keep still" as one laughed and others had more serious looks as the one bandit laughed before being kicked hard in the gut. Meanwhile Makoto was still running and running and running all around the world it seems as the valleys and mountains all seemed the same as he kept going up and down and rolling and tumbling and just flipping all over the place leaping from tree to tree and stepping in the earth and just as he thought it was over he had another surge of energy as he dashed and dashed and eventually crashed into a branch falling back and then with the momentum rose back to his feet and then tumbled forward and then rolling forward and sideways and tumbling like a tumbleweed down an incline as he started to laugh as he began rolling like a rolling pin on his sides as his arms and legs stretched out before crashing into some brush and then a shallow river which ended up being deeper as he splashed and crashed and then just got out the river and coughed up some water as his hair was in a mess and his eyes looked really dilated as he seemed to be full of something as he kept on running and the running did not want to stop as he felt the runs run through him as he ran more and searched for something to do, something to keep him from running through and through as he threw a kunai he could not lie as he felt his heart beat like crazy like he was going to die.

Words = 1503 + 470 = 1973

Makoto began to stir
His vision all in a blur
As he sees an illusion of her
White silhouette hidden in the beauty of fur
Falling forever as never ever will he remember
That final moment when he realized the truth before December

Rising up like a rising star
Hoping to get close to being far
Understood the situation
Every time he made a relation
It was his time to forget
His time to reflect
Time to forget everyone that he's met

The boy who knew he could not be king
In a world ruled by the one and only ring
He strove for his art
He broke open his heart
He found nothing but an empty core
Choosing to fill it with so much more

The wild now settles and his mind now breaks
His body is in pain as his heart aches
Do you understand what it is
What it is in this bloody miss

Hidden mist, mist of a mistake
Can't you relate
To the new dawn break
as in earthquake
shatters reality in a crystal lake

No time to look back
No time to revise your attack
No time to look forward
No time to reverse onward

This is what had happened as Makoto finally woke up in hospital as it seems he accidentally had consumed food poisoning from something he ate as it was a minor epidemic as he began to wonder if any  of the things that happened this day were real at all.

Words = 1973 + 252 = 2225

Renzugan(unique item training) = 500x4 = 2000 Training to equip up to 4 different lenzes in the multi lenz item, the items rules dictate 500 words per unique lenz, kakucho 1,2,3 and the new flash lenz
Training Strength E2 - E3 = 225

All words used

Exit Thread