C Rank Mission - New Era [Private]

High above the village, only slight proof of existence left in his wake, Itsuka floated, unable to be touched by the birds that seemed to just fly past and through him. He observed the village below, dark hood over his head, observing the puny mortals below. From a position like this, he true essence of a godlike deity could be conceived in one's mind. The purity of the mind of hose below had been tainted by war and corruption, though Itsuka's had reached a new level of enlightenment. Most before him who adopted idealogies like Itsuka's own has been tagged as evil people, but that wasn't how Itsuka thought. Though now it didn't matter, his thoughts were being disrupted by the sight of a boy down below sitting atop the mountain of which the faces of the many Hokage were carved. He appeared to be using his hands to shift some sort of matter, though Itsuka couldn't tell at this point high above the mortal. Coming from behind the boy, Itsuka descended down behind him silently, being virtually nknexiyent therefore being a noiseless image that was undetectable except by sight, and the boy below atop the mountain obviously hadn't seen Itsuka. Rapidly having approached him, Itsuka stopped about seven inches behind this mortal as he made a model of clay, Itsuka once more returning to existence only to throw his hand out in a silent blur and grab his shoulder, beginning to rip the existence of the boy away and into Itsuka's personal realm of despair with a quick portal that would take simply a mere matter of approximately a second to finish before the boy's existence and presence in his world was no more. Doom would set in for the boy.

Spoiler:

Itsuka stood, atop Hokage Rock as he observed the show to go on inside his own
little world, toying with and slowly killing the boy Setsuna.

[Inside Dimension]

A boy stood, outsider of this new existence he stood in. Around the boy would appear new forms of existence, copies of the controller of this entire existence within, programmed by his will. They all spoke in unison, their voices forming one existence, their voices forming a legion of many, a power of one. "This is your doom boy, I praise you for facing it with pride," the copies spoke, but the existence of words would not mean anything. Just like the existence of worthless feelings like love or happiness, these words from many an existence would not matter. They were truly one existence, and only one existence appeared from the rear to cease the ultimatum of existence for the trapped boy, such a terrible fate to have his lofe's existence severed quickly, coldly, and sharply by he throat. A tragedy for few, yet nonexistent for many. The deed had been done, permanently one less existence to be worked about.
[Outside Dimension]

Itsuka had completed the purifying of one more puny mortal existence. What use was existence if it was simply to cease one day? Seeing as a existences cease to have form one day, in he end there was no purpose to any existence at all. The only thing hat mattered was the will of the deities who toyed with the existence of mortals they observed, fifty thousand leagues away from ever reaching equality. That was the logic Itsuka had pondered and adopted, and so his own existence was removed once more only to be reborn as new yet unique existence once more somewhere else. As the ceasing of existence was all too imminent.

[EXIT]