Zeref walked out of him apartment, his sword on his back, his kunia hanging on his hip, three on each side, and his gauntlets on his hands. His attire did not match that of a shinobi, but of a mercenary, of a born killer. Although he looked out of place, the villagers paid him no mind, some even waving to him, he has made himself known with in the village, taking on missions, and joining a squad, word has spread of him quickly. To Zeref it was only a matter of time before he caught the eye of the kage, a genin who was quickly moving up through the ranks. In the less than a month Zeref was mere days away from becoming a chunnin without the need of the exams. As Zeref went towards the Skybar his mind started to wander back to the teaching and words of his father when he was a child.
"Listen closely boy, you have one purpose in life. To serve, to be a obedient dog of war." Noc, Zerefs father looked down at the beaten boy no older then eight. "Beyond that, you are nothing, just a tool, a weapon made to be pointed in a direction and unleashed." The boy looked at his father with hateful eyes, but only spoke two words. "Yes father."
Zeref took the final turn, the Skybar now in view, a line of people already formed outside of the doors showing it will be a busy night. Zeref went to the side door, knocking on the door and waited for a few seconds. "Who are you kid?" A bigger man had opened the door looking down at Zeref with a short of leering look. Zeref bowed slightly before answering. "I'm here to answer the call for extra help as a bouncer." The bigger fella smirked slightly. "Ah of course, come on in kid." The man made room for Zeref who entered the building. The night was very uneventful, the only thing that happened was a drunk kid tried to get into the bar, Zeref was able to deal with him quickly. The mission was completed, Zeref left to go sleep, he would take another mission tomorrow morning.
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