The Blade of Moon and The Aspiring Swordsman

Azuki sensed the chakra nature lingering chakra walk away as he nodded silently. He returned back to his soldiers for those who to continue. Azuki's soul felt the burden of responsibility weighing him down. Coincidentally the weight did not feel lack luster or even troublesome. Hell it was a foundational part of himself. To sacrifice for the sake of others and more than himself.  "Everyone diligent work." He would say before saluting his soldiers. Being met with unanimous response he nodded. "Dismissed then, those who stay be safe." Azuki would disperse in a flash of lightning, racing away from the training grounds.

That missing ninja was quite interesting. He detested still having to be so formal. The regal and formal life style was a pain in the ass. Especially it was awkward addressing others older than him. It was consistent effort to give everyone respect. At least for those who deserved it. Constantly surrounded by others but something tug deeper at his heart. Something burrowed  that slowly made itself made apparent. Surrounded by so many people but withered within. He felt so isolated...closed off and different from everyone. Junko and him were in similar roles he figured. But him alone.

WC:200  TWC:1622 [Exit]

Claiming WC 1622 25% discount

Thunder Breathing WC:1500

Display Of Power WC: 122/4000  (Re learning)