There was such beauty in silence and solitude. No one would disturb you, no noises could annoy you. It would be utter bliss. You may get lonely from time to time, as all souls wish to be with others at least once. But you can get over it with meditation. Being alone in silence gives you the opportunity to meditate so much more with such little consequence coming out of not caring. The wilderness of Kaze no Kuni may not have been the ideal place to meditate though. The sands were high in dunes, and sometimes low in sinkholes. The heat was great, bearing down from the sun with such intensity one could burn after a few moments. Mirages were a common sight among the desert sands. For those not of Sunagakure no Sato, all of this could prove to be entirely too much. It would cause any lesser ninja to buckle to their knees and weep. Or even scurry on back to their village of origin with their tail between their legs, begging for darkness and some water as if they had never seen or experienced either in their entire life.

It was here the young Uchiha male Syekren was meditating. He was garbed in a black netted shirt that had the Uchiha clan symbol stitched into the back of it, using white for the fan and red for the flames, making it look rather clean and distinguished. His normal black shinobi tight coupled with black shinobi tabi were a common sight for anyone who knew him. But what was not common was the fact he had tied black tape around his ankles and waist where the clothing connected to keep sand from entering. His shoes were normal shinobi sandals, black instead of blue. Over his netted shirt he wore his tan Sunagakure no Sato coat, zipped all the way  up to his throat, with black tape tied at the edge of his sleeves as well, again to keep the sand out. Finally, around his head and face he wore a tan-colored shemagh. It was wrapped neatly and cleanly, the top forming perfectly to the shape of his head. He had the mouth and nose covering part pulled a bit tighter around his face, and only his eyes were not covered but it was all worth it.

The reason he dressed like this today, and he hadn't on a normal day was the wind was acting unnaturally. It was kicking up sand everywhere, and large amounts of it. Sometimes there would even be miniature sand tornados blowing past the Uchiha, and going about on their ways. There was a slight chance of a sandstorm coming but nothing the Uchiha hadn't faced before. If he sat there in the middle of it and simply accepted it fro what it was it would not bother him too much. The sandstorms usually got fierce but the only danger from them was the amount of sand. You could get it in your lungs and eyes, or even get buried in it if you sat still too long. But the uchiha simply didn't mind. He quietly meditated, ignoring the howling winds.

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He was concentrating. Regardless on the sand Syekren was going to meditate to become stronger. He thought if he got used to the conditions of the area around his village, it would be easier to train his body to resist them an many other environment types like it.  His breathing was steady and slow through his shemagh, the sand kicking all around him and nothing disturbing it. At least not in mortal terms, but for some reason as he sat there, he couldn't help but notice feeling a pair of eyes on him. He ignored this feeling for a while, continuing to concentrate on his meditation, his breathing staying even. He still felt it though and it was really starting to bother him. He was sure no one else was fool or strong enough to be out here during a dust storm, so why did he get the feeling of being watched? Syekren activated his one tomoe and opened his eyes, looking around.

He was ready for a fight, but what he saw just surprised him. There was a man, with a robe on, floating above the sands. He was staring at Syekren, observing him. But there was something..off about this guy. Not that he was floating, but his eyes. Upon closer inspection, syekren deduced they were none other than sharingan. But what form of them he couldn't  say. He quietly stood up, looking over to the other male, clearing his throat silently. "Hello, I'm Syekren Uchiha. Why are you staring at me so? And how did you come about possessing the sharingan?"

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Syekren's eyes narrowed while he watched the spirit. So this man was an Uchiha in life, and one that possessed a much stronger form of the sharingan at that. But he had died at the hands of Konoha? Wasn't that where their clan had started? He had figure out more about this guy, as he'd always wondered about his clan. "Truth be told, this is the first time I have seen another Uchiha. Why would Konohagakure ninja attack you? Isn't that our clan's homeland?" He'd seen the anger expressed on the spirit's features but this he needed to know. Before long the spirit began to speak of Syekren's sharingan, how it needed to become more developed. And that meditating out here by himself wouldn't help it at all. He would need to mix himself with others to become stronger and progress with it.

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"I'm out here training the rest of my body. My eyes will not be the only thing I'm good for. I want to show others that I can be just as strong without them. Just because I am an Uchiha does not mean that I am going to be known for how strong my sharingan became." He hated being judged just by his eyes, but he had always expected a conversation with another Uchiha to go like this. Even if he was happy to be talking to another of their clan, he was sure that there had to be more to their clan's power than their eyes. If not, he would be terribly disappointed. There were so many jutsu to master and all anyone ever seemed to care about were his eyes.

Eternal Mangekyou. That was..Unbelievable. Could something like that truly be obtained? What would he have to do?"How do I get this..Eternal Mangekyou?" He was interested in this man's story, and the eyes were an added bonus. Could he become that powerful? Would Syekren be able to achieve that level? He looked on at the spirit, thinking intentfully for a while. The destruction of Konoha, and the origins of their clan. Something about that made him think of his parents for some reason. They had been acting strange since he'd awoken his sharingan. Maybe his new guide would be able to clarify on that."My parents..Have been acting..Strange. They were particularly interested when I first activated my sharingan and started planning a celebration when I reached the mature state of three-tomoe. I know how our clan members killed each other to take their eyes, could that have something to do with it?"

He was slightly paranoid now. After all, his sharingan was still in its newly formed state and he didn't exactly know the full potential of it. What if the reason his parents were interested, they were planning something once the sharingan matured? He shuddered at the thought, thinking for a moment on the demise of this Uchiha and how it was brought about."If I were to venture to Konoha..I could help you finish your work. I just, wonder if you could tell me anything I needed to know before? Help me along my path? I recently found out that my old..acquaintance, Suzume. I beat her in a bout but within a month's time she is now Kazekage. I want to become stronger, so I will have no equal. Can you help me?" He looked at Hao's spirit form, ready for anything he needed to accomplish to meet his goal.

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Syekren thought on all of what the spirit said for a few moments, rubbing his chin in thought. He then nodded, looking up to the spirit of the Uchiha. "Without sacrifice, there can not be true power. I will give up everything I need to, and grow stronger to make this world bow to me. My power will rival even the greatest shinobi!" Syekren was ready to give up everything to be become stronger. True, there was so much more he could do while in the village but that didn't compare to what he could do outside of it, growing more powerful than any he would meet. He began to think on all that Hao had said to him, questioning if he would truly be able to become powerful enough to make this man see his strength as well, or even make him proud."I am not ready for the Eternal Mangekyou Sharingan yet. But that does not mean I never will be. Though you are just a spirit, you wisdom on this world and our clan may yet be of use. I will pledge my life to the pursuit of becoming stronger and making the shinobi world bow to my feet, if only you'd help me."