Ichi, Nii, San [o] wip

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“What’s a life worth living?”

The sun was just starting to peak over the cliff side where Sai found himself on a aloof stroll through one of various mountain sides in the village. ‘It’s been a couple years since I’ve been outside.’ Finally able to walk again after awaking from the comma he’d been in for more than a year, some people thought he’d never see the light of day again considering the amount of damaged he’d sustained. ‘ feels good to breath.’ He’d thought as he clasped his hands behind his back, with each step a small echo breathed through the canyon he was the only one there.

The sun continued to peak up over the horizon, and the genin continue to walk his expression was bleak. His thoughts were filled with reminders of that night, ‘I could’ve played better defense.’ His palms grew clammy.

“Well, now I know, I’m not all I was spoke up to be.”

Speaking to himself, he’d continue to walk as he finally got near the mountain top. This was one of the few spots he used to spend a lot of time training, and thinking it was remote, and not a lot of people came here which made it great. Unclasping his hands from behind his back he would manage a slight turn, and move towards the edge of the canyon. ‘Yep nobody is here, nobody is following.’ But of course the lad was never too careful these days so he would let a few of followers seep out from under his clothes, the small insects fled his person and floated into the canyon it had to be at least a 100 of them. ‘That’ll keep things secure.’ He thought as he turned away from the canyon, in the opposite direction he could see the village center as scenic portrait. Smiling lightly he would make his way towards the other ledge.

His chakra bubbled a little causing his eyes to shift into his families, doujutsu, the storm filled his eyes. ‘And this, what is the true power of this.’ He’d thought to himself, reflecting to himself. He’d reached the final state of his eyes faster than anyone in his family, he was said to be a genius, but he had just woken from a comma caused by some rouge ninja, and his partners. His father and him barely got away, if it wasn’t for his father he would’ve surely died.

“Shit.”

He could see a lot clearer than a lot of folks, and he felt like it was useless. All the range, all the foresight, all the hype was pointless if he didn’t understand how to use it.

“Maybe I can change?”