The wind gently rustling the autumn trees , the first rays of the sun gently touched the ground in the valley. On one of the trees there was a murder of crows eying the blood stained ground full of dead ninjas, neatly put next to each other.Next to them stood crowd of silent men tired of the recent battle.On the left peak of the valley stood a child not older than five overlooking the situation,with his soulless white eyes.Next to him stood a fairy tall muscular old man.He had thick snow white beard, shouder length hair with slightly receding hairline. Two scarlet markings stood above his eyes. Calmy looking below them he said.

”Kimimaro this is our fate as ninjas. Someday somewhere you will stand just like them. Dead on the ground while marching for the pure world. ” This is our fate. ”

In the solemn atmosphere he continued

”This is the life of a ninja death after death. Every day is a blessing because it maybe your last. Remember that boy and maybe you might survive. ”

After that he turned his back and continued while walking .

”We will start our return to the clan in four hours reflect on my words boy and return to the war camp. ”

The boy stood there overlooking the valley with his white eyes. In the next second a wide fire jutsu enveloped the dead bodies.

”So this is my fate huh. ”

Then he walked for the camp but one hundred meters before the camp he detoured westward reaching a calm and peaceful lake surrounded by small field of flowers.He walked on the water and sat down on one underwater stone high enough to show above the water and looked at his reflection. Looking at his angular face with his white eyes.On the forehead he had two scarlet marks his hair was white shoulder length divided in the middle.

”So this is my life eh. Nice,being born in naruto world but three hundred years earlier than naruto. Times of war and devastation. Truly amazing. ”

He got up and leapt trough the air landing on the ground he layed down on the grass surrounded with wild flowers.

”At least I am lucky and unlucky with my genetics

I have two kekkei genkais. The eyes of Hyuga

and my Shikotsumyaku kekkei genkai. Which means that I was the symbol of alliance between Hyuga and Kaguya clans, but my father Kaguya Kagekatsu and my mother Hyuga Asami died on a mission right after my birth. Which led to straining the relationship between the clans and after my grandfather refused to return me to Hyuga clan so they can put me some kind of seal which is not the cage bird seal to my suprise.After that my Hyuga grandmother tried to kidnap me but she did not succeed. The centuries of the political alliance between the clans was broken just like that and I haven heard from them since then. Now everyone from the clan thinks I am bad omen for the clan, because I am at fault for the broken alliance.

Ahh what a drag. Sometimes I think Shikamaru was right. Being a cloud is not that bad. A short and carefree fate.

Being chained by burdens of the clan.Endless killings and always being one step away of death now thats my unpleasant fate. But i will free myself from that someday but I will think about it later.It is time to return and pack my things.

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