Tetsu Zaisho Samurai

Age : 32 Posts : 1178

Dressed in his new attire, the Uchiha wandered through the fire country. Though he had arrived quite recently as a means of getting a few people to work with him to unearth the temple hidden in the Sanrou mountain of the Iron country. When he entered the fire country, he had run into someone who killed people in front of his eyes in front of his eyes and just kept running forward. As soon as Hiruzen had attempted to stop him, he had been attacked and dispatched him, finding out in the process that it had been a clone and not a real person. After tracking down and capturing the original, he had stopped by the Hidden Leaf and turned in the criminal for a bounty. There, he had met up with Mana, though she seemed much to busy for him to ask if she would be willing to do as she said at the time and get her to tag along in finding the temple. Though he was no longer a selfless protector of the village, which was something he had never truly been, him being a lone wolf did not mean that he had become selfish. Back when he had come to the Hidden leaf for the first time, she had been among the people that had helped him get around, so he would not be selfish and drag people into his quest when they obviously had plenty of more important stuff to do. If nothing else, seeing how busy people were in the Hidden Leaf showed him that, as a supposed Nukenin, it would be best to stick to himself and others of his kind.

That said, he did not exactly feel like hanging out with other Nukenin, seeing as the majority of them had done something bad before they had gone missing. Some had killed people while others had stolen important village information which they were now being hunted for. As for Hiruzen, the worst thing he had done had been leaving the village after being disrespected and treated like a weapon as opposed to being treated as a person of high ranking and heritage. In a way, Hiruzen welcomed the people that wanted to track him down for the sake of forcefully returning him or taking him down in case that was not an option. If the village he had been working so hard for in the past ever came after him as a means of punishing him for not taking their shit any longer, they would have a thing or two coming their way. At the time of his departure, he had been among the strongest shinobi in the Hidden Cloud, though he had become several times stronger since then. To say that he had grown considerably once he had gotten a taste of freedom was a true understatement. It was strange that when he was a young boy, he believed that being a part of a village would mean that he would get to grow up strong. He believed that the ones running the village would help those beneath them get stronger, though the opposite seemed to be what had happened in his case.

His village had done little to increase his skill, all it had done was incite his anger and rage grown from the pity he felt for the villagers that in turn despised him for being a member of one of the more powerful of the founding clans. Though he had done nothing but help his village, he had never truly felt at home as he often was shunned for being an Uchiha or treated as a weapon for that same reason. Now, his goal was to use his heritage and continue to grow as a shinobi. If his Sharingan was not enough to fear him by, he would soon become even stronger and more dangerous in combat. This was because, as a Ninja Monk, he was able to access places that were closed off to others. With his credentials, he had sent a letter and received word back from one of the larger temples in the land of Iron. It was there that he would receive training in the art of Kenjutsu to become a member of the Samurai order. Through the years, Hiruzen had heard much about the Samurai that had no dealings with the shinobi world, yet specialized in anti-ninja combat. As a weaponry user that specialized in close ranged bladed weaponry, getting a chance to become a man that wielded both the arts of a shinobi and a samurai was something he could not just deny himself. With that, he continued to move through the fire country in an attempt to get to the land of Iron. Soon, it would no longer matter who the village sent to retrieve him, for if they insisted, all they would meet would be cold steel.

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