Munenori Kaguya

Since abandoning the mission he was set out on, and changing the way he looked at life, Munenori Kaguya ended up in the water country. He wasn’t keeping track of where he was going, or what he was doing to even get here. He hasn’t been here since his parents made him run away from kirigakure when he was a small child. It wasn’t helpful that it was in the middle of the night either. The fog that surrounded the area was deep and thick. Not even a futon specialist would even be able to dent this fog with any sort of jutsu. It has been said that this fog was called the blood mist or something of the sort. This really didn’t affect what Munenori thought of the country. Still, it was sort of nice to be in a place that he once knew before. Holding out his hand in front of his face, the young teen sighed softly. He couldn’t even see his own digits in front of him. It wasn’t that the air was thick; it was fairly easy to breath in the fog, a lot more easily than he did in the mountains in kumogakure. Walking through the fog on the parts of the road that he could “see” until his face came into contact with a hard object. “The fu-“he held out his hands and felt leaves, hard roots, and a thick outside. “A tree?” A large forest was apparently in front of him, or at least the entrance to one.

“Just a grand situation this is. First I get into a damn fog that I can’t even see my hand out of, and now I run into a forest that could make this fog a lot worse than it already is. Good going Munenori, good going.” He was already heated from the event a few days ago. It didn’t help that he was about to get lost in the woods. Rogue ninja were known to move about the country, and Munenori was sure that once they saw what he could do, they wouldn’t try to mess with him. Walking through the forest, he kept seeing an outline of a figure that turned to face him, but then dissipate in mid air. “Whoa, whoa! Wait a moment. Person in the fog, or whatever you are!” Munenori was getting a little anxious when it came to that. He didn’t like seeing a person and then they disappear like they didn’t even exist at all. This really shot his nerves while he went deeper into the forest. It seemed like every step he took he was just repeated a movement he already made. Was this the fog messing with him? Or was it the forest doing it instead? The figure could have been someone lost as well, but why didn’t they answer back to him? Once he made it deeper into the forest, he couldn’t feel any trees in the area. Was he out? Did he finally make it out of the hell hole?

“Well, well. Someone is lost aren’t they?” A voice appeared out of the fog that made Munenori’s spine shiver. It wasn’t menacing, or scary those made him shiver, it was where it came out of nowhere. It was who the voice reminded him of. “F-father?” It couldn’t have been true! Mun’s father was killed on the wall outside of Kirigakure! Who was this man that had the exact same tone as his father? This made Munenori a little on the curious side as well as the confused nature. His emotions is one of many things that would trigger is kekkei genkai. Once he triggered it, he wouldn’t be able to control his self for much longer. Focusing his eyes on the ground, chakra built on his body while his skin started to bubble. Most would call this movement disturbing to the eye, or at least a little gross. Bones all over his body pierced through his skin with serrated edges. These bones were just as strong as steel, with the sharpness of a razor. The kaguya were known for being war machines, most being able to take on multiple targets at once. Taking his hands apart, Munenori looked over towards the figure while bones pressed out of his cheeks and a visor formed over his eyes. His spine poked out backwards with large shards branching off each vertebra, his shines and back legs were covered with large and smaller bones, while his forearms had horn like structures. His knuckles grew outwards while his chest and ribs poked out widely. His tail bone enlarged and extended 2 meters from his back. His feet were covered in spikes, while the bones across his body grew to a meter and half in length.

It was one thing to mimic the voice of his father, but to also have the exact same outline of the figure? That was getting to him.

“Get out of here! Show your true face!” he yelled with his voice echoing throughout the area. “Stop being such a pussy!”