| rdfs:comment | - In the middle of a golden wheat field, the sun was high up in the sky, not a cloud in the sky. The wind slowly brushes against the wheat, causing it to dance in unison, save for one spot; Within that spot lies a grey haired man donned in a red cloak, a unique eye pattern rested on the back of it with an equally unique pattern. Below the eye are nine, blue tomoe all sitting within a symmetrical three by three pattern. Three more tomoe decorate the collars of his cloak. The wheat slowly brushes against his face and his eyes open, revealing eyes most distinguished. They were colored with a gradient of light blue and purple, with pattterned circles surrounding it, three tomoe on each circle in a triangle-like pattern. Standing up, the man places his hands over his eyes, trying to adjust to the
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| abstract | - In the middle of a golden wheat field, the sun was high up in the sky, not a cloud in the sky. The wind slowly brushes against the wheat, causing it to dance in unison, save for one spot; Within that spot lies a grey haired man donned in a red cloak, a unique eye pattern rested on the back of it with an equally unique pattern. Below the eye are nine, blue tomoe all sitting within a symmetrical three by three pattern. Three more tomoe decorate the collars of his cloak. The wheat slowly brushes against his face and his eyes open, revealing eyes most distinguished. They were colored with a gradient of light blue and purple, with pattterned circles surrounding it, three tomoe on each circle in a triangle-like pattern. Standing up, the man places his hands over his eyes, trying to adjust to the bright sunlight. Taking short, labored breaths, he looks around, trying to figure out where he's at. All he could see was wheat fields as far as the eye could see. Trying to recollect his thoughts, he begins trying to think back on what happened. "Okay... Try to remember what happened. I remember fighting the Shinju, then there was a bright flash of red... Then I wake up here. Question is... Where is here?" The man asks himself. Having recollected his breath he continues walking through the field, trying to find anything resembling civilization. "I am not quite sure myself, Kisui. But keep walking. We must find some place we can go to in order to recollect ourselves. Something does not sit well with me." A voice within speaks to him. The voice was of an individual well known as the "Savior of this world". The original Rikudou Sennin, Hagoromo Ĺtsutsuki. Kisui Iyoku is the reincarnation of this man, whose spirit guides him on his journey, along with another spirit who he encountered at a young age.
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