The sword for the pick

Mission Details:

The boy was still sleeping, tossing and turning as was his usual. The dream he was having was similar to the one that he had the other night. He stood in the center of a room, only being able to see a dim light on one side, and a large shadowy figure on the other. There were tentacles that seemed to grip onto his body, and this was the piece of the dream that the boy tried his best to focus on. He wanted to know whether or not the shadowy figure was giving something to his body, or taking something away. This would at least aid him in trying to figure out just what was going on in this dream. Before he could make a mental picture of the tentacles, a voice began to ring through the room, shaking the boy's very bones. 

"Do not concern yourself with such tedious things. Focus on the power you need from me, focus on giving me the praise I want, so in return you can be the vessel I deserve you to be." With this the boy began to stir before waking up in his bed. He processed what he had found out in the dream, the voice, the shadowy figure, which he now was sure was Yuumei making his presence known within his mind and his dreams. He wanted to please Yuumei for the power that he can grant the very ones that praise and worship his name, but that wasn't going to be enough for him. The boy wanted to be more than just a vessel like so many members of his clan had become. He wanted to be greater than the rest of his clan, but to do that he was going to need to train and make himself even stronger than he was, and he needed to spend every waking moment of his life training his body and mind to become better than he was.

Now with him being awake, he stayed lying down for a few minutes, wanting to process what he had seen for just a few minutes before he began his day. He looked out of the window in his bedroom and he saw that the sun had not begun to rise, so he had been woken up by his dream fairly early in the morning, early enough for him to be able to process and not necessarily jump out of bed and begin his day. He thought to himself about just what he was doing with his life, what it was the he wanted out of life. He knew that he wanted to be a great Shinobi, but he wasn't sure what kind of shinobi he was going to be. This was what his parent's had done and it was what they wanted for him, and he agreed. All he wanted was to live up to their expectations, and he had dedicated his life to that thus far, with no intentions of stopping now. 

He removed the blanket from his body, shoving it off to the side. He sat up in his bed and shifted his body backwards until his body was leaning against the wall. He stared up at the ceiling, the room still being pitch black, except for the faint light being granted by the full moon. The blinds cut the light into pieces, gently swaying from the breeze of the partially opened window. The breeze blew through the room and gently caressed his face, tossing his bangs over just slightly, enough to cover his left eye. He gently nudged the hair back out of his eyesight as he swung his feet over the side of the bed. He wasn't sure if he was ready to begin his day, feeling his mind and body begin to deteriorate, and this was slightly distressing to the boy. "There's no way that I'm going into another trance already, it's only been a couple days." The boy said as he began to rub his eyes. 

Usually he was allowed at least a week between his trances, but this time it felt as though he was only going to be given a few days before he was going to go through another one. He knew that he didn't have the ability to wait another few days before training to accommodate this trance, so he was just going to have to force himself to stay out of the house, for the sake of his abilities as a shinobi. This was one of the biggest hurdles when he was in the academy, his trances would constantly come through and he would have to stay home from school. His parents would keep him from school because on the few times he did go to school, he would constantly get into fights and mouth off to his teachers, so it was just easier for everyone involved to just stay home. 

He tried to keep his mind off of the impending trance by getting ready to get up from his bed and ready himself to start the day so he could take another stab at the mines today. He turned his body and swung his feet over the edge of the bed and shifted himself to the edge, placing his feet flat on the floor. He felt the cool touch of the hardwood flooring as his feet came into contact with it. He shifted his body weight onto his feet and slowly rose to them and he stood beside the bed for just a moment. He reached to the side for the lamp that set on the nightstand beside his bed to turn on the lamp so he could see around the room. When he wasn't in his trances, he always tried to bring in as much light as possible, as he got plenty of darkness in his trances so he didn't need to get too much when he was free from his trances. 

He slipped his shoes on and he walked over to his bathroom so he could wake himself up from his sleep more completely. He leaned his head into the shower and he turned the cold water on. As he heard the water shooting up the pipes, he readied himself for the blast of cold water to pour onto his head and his hair. The water did just that and his eyes shot open from the sudden shock that his body went through from the chilling water. He shut the water off after a few moments and he threw his hair back as he reached for the towel hanging off of the shower curtain to dry off his hair and the back of his neck. When he had successfully dried off his hair and his neck he put the towel back onto the shower curtain and he walked over to the mirror in his bathroom. 

He brushed his hair fairly quickly as he noticed the sun was beginning to rise above the horizon, meaning that it was nearing time for him to get moving for the mines so he would have plenty of time to still get some training in before day's end. He brushed his teeth and he dealt with the rest of his personal hygiene before he left the bathroom and headed into the kitchen so he could make himself something to eat before he headed out of the village and back over to the mine once again. He still had that last chunk of high grade steel, but he had yet to gather enough money to pay the blacksmith in town to craft him a katana, nor did he have enough money to buy one from the store. But that is exactly what these missions were for. Not only were they a good source of training for his physical abilities, but it was also a great way to gather resources and money altogether. 

He walked into the kitchen and he looked into the fridge to see just what there was to see and what he wanted to eat for breakfast that morning. He reached into the fridge and he grabbed himself some bacon and some eggs. He wanted to get plenty of protein that morning for he was going to be putting his body through quite the workout, so he wanted to make sure that he was as prepared as possible. He grabbed four slices of bacon and he grabbed four eggs. He turned on the heat after he set his frying pan on top of the burner, then he gave the pan a few moments to pre heat before placing the slabs of bacon onto the pan, once that was frying he cooked that to being crispy before removing the bacon and replacing the bacon in the pan with the eggs, being sure to keep the grease in the pan so he could have his eggs be as flavorful as possible. When he was done cooking his breakfast, he plated all of the food and he sat down at the counter of his kitchen.

He devoured his food and threw his dishes in the sink, knowing that he was going to have to deal with them later when he got home at the end of the day. He rushed over to the front door of his home and grabbed his mother's bow and threw it over his shoulder, while in the same motion grabbing his father's sword and he tied it to his waist, favoring it to his right side as was what was comfortable for him. He rushed out the front door and he made his way over to the mines as the dawn was indeed breaking and he was needing to hurry a slight bit so he would be able to get in and out of the mines with plenty of time left in the day. 

He ran through the village gates and he began to sprint over to the mines at his top speed. He shortly arrived at the mine where the guard recognized him for it had only been two days since he had last visited the mine and it wasn't too common that people came to work in the mine with both a bow and a katana on their person. They greeted each other and he was given the same instruction as last time, to find the foreman and be given his position in the mine and start working. He nodded his head as he understood his instructions well enough that he only had one question and that was where the foreman was at this time. The guard told him that he didn't know, but the last he heard on the radios was that he was in shaft number three speaking to the crew before their day of work had begun. 

Kurayami thanked the guard and then sprinted off to shaft number three as he was extremely excited to get to work and get himself another chunk of the high grade steel so when he finally had the time to get himself his katana, he was going to be able to craft himself something quite special when the time came. He found the foreman in a similar position as last time, standing on pedestal speaking to a rather large group of people. The boy waited for the foreman to be done before he asked where he was to be mining today. The foreman seemed to remember the boy also as he seemed quite happy to see the boy once again. He was given the same shaft as last time, shaft number seven. He nodded and he was off to begin his work, right after he grabbed himself a pickaxe to begin working the walls in the mineshaft.

He got into position and he got into a swinging stance. He swung and he swung, ripping ore from the walls, as well as a ton of rock. He thought for a moment that there had to be a more effective way of doing this, but for now this was just how efficient he was going to be as he didn't have any way of extracting the ore any more elegantly than what he was currently doing. He kept swinging the pick axe until he had gotten enough ore to fill the cart that was sitting behind him. When the cart was full he turned back to the cart and he pushed it along the tracks until it reached the main hub of the mine. When he was done the foreman congratulated the boy with his pay and a rather sizeable chunk of the high grade steel for his efforts. Kurayami thanked the foreman and he headed back to the village, for it was time to get in as much training as possible.

WC: 2130
+21 Strength
+4100 Ryo
+1 High Grade Steel
+5 AP
+1789 towards Clan Pureblood (Completed) Previous Progress
+349 towards Shuriken Shadow Clone (349/2500)

Approved