The open world Fortel's stories of time of great needs. And we indulge in there history to find a storie to connect with. But a storie need a main character to connect with first, so let me present you my storie the storie of Momochi, Okada. A young man that held from "The village hidden in the Mist" or Kirigakure. Trying to become a great swordsman and even a better person. This journey will unfold the truth behind his story will Okada become a great swordsman and live to become a seven swordsman or will he die in this world of pain and sorrow; this is for you to find out and for me to indulge you in.

The cold afternoon breeze swept through the wilderness surrounding the village hidden in the mist. The wind as it picked up and messed with Okada's hair as he sat in the center of the empty field. he had picked for today's training session; Today he had decided to work on his physical prowess hoping to improve his strength, speed, endurance, and reflex. Taking a deep breath he walked to a large tree that stood nearby. This for today would be what he practiced his attacks on; Taking a combat stance and remaining still for a few minutes he launched his first attack which would be a roundhouse kick.

As his leg smashed against the tree, the impact of the hit was hard enough to rip some bark off of the tree and send a reverberating vibration through Okada's leg. Leaping into a back flip he would charge the tree and attack it with a elbow then quickly and swiftly change to a knee strike, Okada moved back again opening the distance he had just put between him and the tree quickly he continued his assault. Launching a furry of lower punches which on a normal target would aim to strike the abdomen as well as higher punches which would strike a normal targets head. With each punch that smashed against the tree a few pieces of bark were shredded off beginning to create a small "bold spot" in the tree.

Taking a few moments of thought to come up with a more creative training method than punching a tree for an hour or so, he finally had an idea that pop into his head. Moving  back, he struck the tree as hard as he possibly could. His strike was strong enough to shake the tree a little and cause leaves to flutter down from the branches above. Okada approached the tree and started striking the tree as he had done previously he caused more leaves to dislodge from their homes in the branches above and begin descending to the floor. Grinning slightly as he removed his fist from the thick wooden trunk of the tree. 

Deciding he had trained enough for today. Okada looked up at the tree and decided to climb it and sit in a branch. As he could look down at anyone that came threw he was pretty high but visible to anyone that would pass by. "I have to stop being lazy for a day" Okada said as he layed on the branch looking threw the leaves of the tree relaxing for a bit. As he realized that he was waisting time, precious time that he could be learning something new or training a bit more. Okada jumped down from the branch and began to stretch his body for a few minutes; doing excersize and stretching his arms, legs, back, and neck.

Okada stop and looked back at the trunk of the tree as he took his kunai's out and gripped them. He would form a stance that was used from close combat. By expanding his left arm down towards his legs as he spreaded them and with his right arm he placed it in front of his chest and close to it. Okada quickly charged at the trunk as he slash the trunk downwards with his right hand and with his left hand he stabbed the trunk jamming the kunai there; quickly reacting he jammed the other kunai jumping on them taking leverage from them as he jumped doing a backflip. Half way threw it he performed the bird hand sign as he clap both hand together, releasing 6, 4 inches size bullets made of wind chakra. There bullets come down raining on the trunk Okada made sure that each bullet was behind another to give the most damage possible.

Okada landed on his feet as he looked at the trunk with a 6 inch deep hole in the center. "Damn, not good enough yet." Okada said starting to sweat a bit but he was far from being tired. Okada would walk towards the tree as he placed his hands on it and looked at the hole. "Looks like i need to learn a new Jutsu then" Okada said as he looks up at the tree and at the sky.

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Hearing the sound of slashing and hacking only grabbed the attention since he figured he would be on the island for a while he himself knew other shinobi resided on the island instead of the creatures he grew accustomed too. Walking towards the noise this day he seemed relax and calm going shirtless once more as he walked around with black parachute pants and required shinobi footwear. His blue eyes and hair were an identical match as his brown skin tone glimmered underneath the sunlight a little bit whoever it was he couldn’t take no chance he thought the people of this island could be as dangerous as the creatures or even more of a threat to the male. Taking his time walking as the sound of hacking and slashing grew louder he only thought if he could learn a thing from the people on this island anything really was of help and he would gladly take it without a second look. Coming to a stop before venturing further the male looked up into the clouds thinking if his comrade was looking down at him as he took each step for the both of them in order to gain such power and skill by almost dying such a task he would most certainly shake his head to in disapproval.

But it didn’t matter even when he did such acts he knew Genbu was smiling down upon him for all the great and good kind acts that seemed to benefit the shinobi world. Snapping out of the trance he put himself into the sound of slashing and hacking continued he was close looking up into the branches his eyes spotted a young female shinobi looking down a certain direction must have been where the noise was coming from. Instead of introducing himself like a reasonable person he decided to play it safe and keep his distance until the time was right jumping into the tree’s hiding in the shadows a couple meters behind the girl watching her but having a higher vantage point. One was a female sitting in the branch the other a male training with a sword both looked young but he knew never to let visual aspects determine a shinobi.

Sitting in the shadows he studied the male practice as if he thrived for a goal and that was simple the male carried a sword around and practiced with such determination a swordsmen. Giving a smile his focus turned to the female sitting on the branch he couldn’t make out what she was due to the fact she made no movements yet but indeed he was willing to find out soon enough. As for now the male decided to remain in the shadows watching the two as he sat underneath the shade of the tree without moving crossing his arms and watching closely if these two would indeed engage in a spar or something to give him more information. It was enjoyable to see the male take out his skills on a motionless target the male would soon need a true training partner but indeed this was only something for observation he did not want to engage in any form of communication.

“Mhmm..”

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