1 Living in the Past [Susumu, Private, No Kill] Sun Jun 28, 2015 10:49 am
Uchiha Tenzō
S-rank
Even if the wind was gentle, it did not seem to have any kind of intentions of stopping any time soon; since morning it kept swirling those leaves with its faint and barely noticeable presence, from an alley to another. New and unused wooden planks, granite and concrete stones were lurking even now on the ground due to the fact that this particular part of Konohagakure was not yet fully restored, for some reason progress was a bit stagnating in this village. With slow and heavy footsteps, Tenzō was strolling on the pavement that was not yet finished either, with a couple of stones that were still missing and that was not even the worst part, since there were quite a few holes in the ground that was mostly made out of dirt. Without a doubt, the Hidden Leaf Village had the opportunity of witnessing an unhealthy number of destruction, and probably one of the most dreadful ones happened when Nagato wiped out all of the buildings and structures with a single thrust.
Between the raven-haired man’s claws there was an opened book, which was shortly closed after the arrival on a certain location of this street. A prolonged gaze was casted forth by that pair of dull and ebony eyes, the man was now lost in his thoughts while those orbs kept scurrying over the rumble which stood beneath them. This place was known as Shintō Shrine of Southern Joy, or the Naka Shrine for short; a building which had an enormous amount of significance towards the Uchiha clan members, a clan that was no longer united under a banner and sentenced to damnation. It was a bit unfortunate, considering that most of the members who were still alive did not wished to come here due to the sheer fear of being killed or because they did not gave a single care about it.
The room which contained the secrets of the Uchiha clan was not yet destroyed, and the majestic building which once stood above it was never restored by the village. Tenzō believed that this was nothing more than an insult towards their name, considering that they were the ones which founded the village, along with the Senju clan members of course. With a couple of few more steps, the young man relocated himself against the rumble in order to lean on one of those concrete stones; those eyes once more focused on the book once he unfolded it. There was no doubt that this particular place held an amount of significance for the young man, since the Uchiha clan crest was imprinted on that jet-black and long-sleeved shirt which covered up his upper body. “Shrines in Konohagakure” was the name of the book which could easily be seen from a distance due to those bolded and italic letters that were used on its hardcover. A book that was taken from the library in order to find out a few more things about his own clan, to clench that everlasting and undying thirst for knowledge.
Between the raven-haired man’s claws there was an opened book, which was shortly closed after the arrival on a certain location of this street. A prolonged gaze was casted forth by that pair of dull and ebony eyes, the man was now lost in his thoughts while those orbs kept scurrying over the rumble which stood beneath them. This place was known as Shintō Shrine of Southern Joy, or the Naka Shrine for short; a building which had an enormous amount of significance towards the Uchiha clan members, a clan that was no longer united under a banner and sentenced to damnation. It was a bit unfortunate, considering that most of the members who were still alive did not wished to come here due to the sheer fear of being killed or because they did not gave a single care about it.
The room which contained the secrets of the Uchiha clan was not yet destroyed, and the majestic building which once stood above it was never restored by the village. Tenzō believed that this was nothing more than an insult towards their name, considering that they were the ones which founded the village, along with the Senju clan members of course. With a couple of few more steps, the young man relocated himself against the rumble in order to lean on one of those concrete stones; those eyes once more focused on the book once he unfolded it. There was no doubt that this particular place held an amount of significance for the young man, since the Uchiha clan crest was imprinted on that jet-black and long-sleeved shirt which covered up his upper body. “Shrines in Konohagakure” was the name of the book which could easily be seen from a distance due to those bolded and italic letters that were used on its hardcover. A book that was taken from the library in order to find out a few more things about his own clan, to clench that everlasting and undying thirst for knowledge.
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