| abstract | - Flickering flames dancing wildly through the blood caked halls hushed the Sixth Kazekage's dying breath. Her words slowly coerced with the repulsive mixture of burning flesh and wood. There she stood staring into a set of eyes that had met her gazed countless times before that night. The same eyes that glistened when he first revealed his dream to follow in her steps. That watered when he introduced his baby girl to her and christened her the godmother. And filled with joy once he revealed that he found someone he wished to spend the rest of his life with. Eyes that once shined a brilliant gold now possessed a rusted coloration eventually becoming whiter than his hair. The intense smoke made it difficult for her to truly identify her murderer as she once did. Instead, she saw the young emotionless child she once knew and love. But to say such a statement would be false since her crumbling heart still held a dying ember that refused to perish. The ember was confined into an imaginary jar by the two other hearts who selfishly chased their own individual wishes. If only he could feel what she felt...If only the man, who once called the dying kage an elder sister, could have peered deep enough and save the suffocating spirit who cried out to him by severing the self-created chains that bounded her siblings phantoms. However the screams of the other two spirits overwhelmed the silent plead of heart. It was them who forced him to leave those he loved to perish for a narrow view. It was them who dehumanized him by forbidding him to mourn his lost at the potential expense of his emotional torture jeopardizing missions. They transformed the once loved human into an animal meant only to destroy all before them; But a weapon truly has no master. And none can tame a beast consumed by hatred. "You...You took it all away from me." Memories of a fading smile filled his tormented psyche. The nightmares replayed itself from a chaotic source with static shaking between each thought. Three females and a fourth in development..enjoying a peaceful....An explosion...Orders...The Sixth Kazekage forbidding him...Protect the village's treasure... For such entropy erupting inside his heart, the Kazekage's former subordinate spoke with a surprisingly peaceful hush. "Everything...I was no longer allowed to feel.." A massive darkness crept over him and consumed his heart. A painful mural comprised of their final moments, torturing screams, twisted bodies and broken hearts etched itself into his subconscious mind. But the Kazekage forbade him from staring at it. In all her harshness, she forced him to sever all personal ties he held with the intense collage of suffering. That night, what little humanity he possessed died alongside it's mental burning. "But...I found everything in my emptiness...." Nirvana was born from the ashes of that night-Or rather-he acquired what he thought was enlightenment. Either way, the newly born demon found something that resembled peace. An unforgivable hatred for existence itself. An undying belief that everything is born from nothingness and death is the only promise given to life. The Bringer of Ash soon accepted the purpose he believed the heaven's bestowed upon him. "I found my purpose..." The floor beneath him started to ossify, cracking from the pure intensity of his energy. Eventually, the flames themselves were turn into a bunch of statues in the porcelain darkness. The smell of fire had previously alerted surrounding guards to investigate it's source. Their feet quickly rushed against the whitened floors, passing through the corpses of their former allies. "Peace is nought but an illusion...And I'm it's death." The Kazekage's infamous manor was riddled with incredibly large bone spikes which branched from one another. Creating one intricate tree of various designs. It pierced all from the ground up, endlessly slaughtering all in the building before their bodies crumbled away into ash which blowed into Sunagakure's night. Surrounding villages would certainly react with such a force now running rampant throughout the shinobi world. The Sixth Kazekage's death definitely meant interferences from both allied and enemy nations. But rather than endure chaos, Zennoshi had only a single goal in mind. Memories of a shinobi traversing time in the Land of Wind escaped the inner reservoir inside Gandiba's ancientness. The blond haired shinobi used the very stream of power which Zennoshi held a special connection with. And such, Zennoshi figured that he could easily recreate the phenomenon once more. Meanwhile, Sunagakure official's gathered their elite warriors and gave chase but were to late as Zennoshi had already found the ancient source of power located deep inside the lost city. He ignored their words upon arrival, understanding none possessed enough power to stop his goal. "You are all too late...Now watch me change history!"
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