As two weeks flew by, Naoki threw himself into the art of water manipulation with unwavering determination. The challenge seemed insurmountable at first, and even after three grueling days of ceaseless effort, progress was minimal. But Naoki's resolve was unbreakable. With each passing day, he pushed himself harder, his silver hair matted with sweat, his young muscles trembling with exertion. Finally, a breakthrough came - with a surge of chakra, he managed to move the water, though the effort left him gasping and drained.
Still, Naoki refused to relent. Day after day, he practiced with dogged persistence, slowly but surely honing his skills. It was an arduous journey filled with setbacks and moments of crushing doubt, but Naoki's spirit remained unbroken. After two long, grueling weeks, he finally succeeded in forming a ball of water with just his chakra, a testament to his unyielding will.
As dawn broke, painting the sky in a breathtaking array of pinks and golds, Naoki stirred from his slumber. The air was crisp and invigorating, filled with the melodious chirping of birds. His eyes fixed on the swirling clouds above, a canvas promising a beautiful day. Excitement thrummed through his veins, knowing that today's training with Tsunade would bring him one step closer to his dream of becoming a great shinobi.
Naoki quickly donned his attire - a sleek, sleeveless dark blue hoodie proudly displaying the Senju emblem, paired with matching shorts and shinobi sandals. Despite being only four years old, his dedication to training was evident in his impressive muscle definition, giving him an edge over his peers without hindering future growth.
As Naoki approached Tsunade and Shizune's quarters, the sound of Tsunade's thunderous snoring reverberated through the air. His impatience to learn a water ninjutsu had kept him up all night, and he couldn't contain himself any longer. He shook them relentlessly, his voice filled with eager anticipation. "Tsuna-neesan! Shizune-neesan! Wake up! You promised to teach me the water ninjutsu today!"
Tsunade's eyes snapped open, blazing with irritation. "For crying out loud, brat!" she growled, her voice husky with sleep. "Do you have any idea what time it is? I'll teach you when I'm good and ready, and not a minute sooner!"
"But Tsuna-neesan-" Naoki started to protest, only to be cut off by Tsunade's sharp retort.
"No buts!" Tsunade snapped, sitting up and fixing Naoki with a stern glare. "All you've done since we got here is train, train, train. How about you take a break and go explore the town with Shizune? It's about time you saw something other than the inside of a training ground."
Shizune, her dark hair dishevelled and eyes still heavy with sleep, let out a resigned sigh. She knew all too well that arguing with Tsunade in one of her moods was a futile endeavor. "Come on, Naoki-kun," she said gently, placing a hand on the boy's shoulder. "Let's go see what the village has to offer. Who knows? We might discover something interesting."
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As the sun slowly rose over Onshimoto village, the streets began to bustle with life. The sound of chatter and footsteps mixed with the enticing aroma of various local foods being cooked by street vendors. Naoki and Shizune walked amidst the commotion, taking in the colourful sights of the market stalls selling everything from fresh produce to handmade trinkets.
But it was the tantalizing smells wafting from the sushi vendor that finally caught their attention. Naoki's stomach growled audibly as he and Shizune approached the busy stall, the sound of rice being moulded and fish being sliced filling the air. The sushi master deftly assembled a platter of Oshizushi, the village's signature dish, and placed it before the hungry pair. The flavours exploded in their mouths as they savoured the combination of vinegared rice, fresh fish, and fragrant wasabi. They couldn't help but close their eyes and savour the moment, grateful for the delicious food and the lively atmosphere of the village.
After wandering aimlessly for what seemed like an eternity, the sounds of the bustling village slowly faded away, and the duo found themselves in a dark and narrow alleyway. It led them to an ancient and abandoned shrine, looming over them like a giant. The red tori gate, towering above them, welcomed them to this hidden gem of the village. The shrine, though gloomy and old, had a majestic aura that suggested it was blessed by the heavens themselves.
As Shizune and Naoki ascended the stairs, they gazed in awe at the shrine's beauty. The main building had an impressive Chinese-style roof adorned with a mighty and powerful dragon, as if guarding the entrance to the holy place. The duo reached the centre of the shrine, where the open space offered a breath taking view of the surrounding scenery. The bell hung silently in the air, and the handle shone dimly in the faint light, beckoning them to pray for good luck and health.
The shrine's surroundings were peaceful and calm, with the leaves rustling gently in the wind, and the birds chirping softly. Yet, there was an ancient and eerie feeling in the air that sent chills down their spines. The shrine seemed to have a life of its own, and the duo couldn't help but feel like they were in the presence of a great and powerful being.
Naoki's eyes fixated on the mysterious and ancient letters etched into the shrine's walls, their curves and lines seemed to pulsate with a potent energy that sent shivers down his spine. A sense of urgency pervaded the air as he turned to Shizune, who was equally awed by the surroundings. "Shizune-neesan," Naoki spoke, his voice laced with a mixture of excitement and trepidation. "What do these words mean? I cannot decipher what they say."
Shizune's gaze followed Naoki's finger as it pointed to the mysterious writing on the shrine. With a deep breath, she stepped closer and scrutinized the script, feeling a shiver run down her spine. The words seemed to radiate a sense of otherworldly power and an ominous feeling of urgency that made her nervous. Her voice shook slightly as she read the ancient text.
๐๐ฏ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ณ๐ฌ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ด๐ด ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐บ ๐ค๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ,
๐ง๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฎ ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ข๐ท๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ด ๐ฉ๐ช๐จ๐ฉ,
๐ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ต ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ข๐ต๐ฉ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ฌ๐บ,
๐๐ข๐ณ๐ข๐ด๐ช๐ต๐ฆ๐ด ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ ๐ข๐ฏ ๐ช๐ฏ๐ด๐ข๐ต๐ช๐ข๐ฃ๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ฉ๐ถ๐ฏ๐จ๐ฆ๐ณ,
๐๐ฆ๐ด๐ค๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ถ๐ฑ๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ถ๐ด, ๐ธ๐ฆ ๐ค๐ข๐ฏ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ต ๐ญ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ๐ฆ๐ณ.
๐๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ช๐ณ ๐ข๐ณ๐ณ๐ช๐ท๐ข๐ญ ๐ฃ๐ณ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ๐ด ๐ข๐ฏ ๐ช๐ฎ๐ฎ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ต ๐ง๐ข๐ต๐ฆ,
๐ ๐ต๐ช๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฆ๐ด ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ด๐ต๐ฆ๐ฑ ๐ถ๐ฑ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ค๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ต๐ฆ,
๐๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ค๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ด๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฆ, ๐ข ๐ฒ๐ถ๐ฆ๐ด๐ต ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ด๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฌ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ฆ๐ข,
๐๐ฐ ๐ธ๐ช๐ฆ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฑ๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ด๐ฆ๐ต ๐ถ๐ด ๐ง๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฆ.
๐๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ค๐ฆ๐ข๐ฏ ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ญ๐ฅ๐ด ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฑ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ด๐ข๐ท๐ฆ,
๐๐ถ๐ต ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ญ๐บ ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฆ ๐ค๐ข๐ฏ ๐ฃ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ณ๐ถ๐ญ๐บ ๐ฃ๐ณ๐ข๐ท๐ฆ,
๐๐ฐ ๐ง๐ข๐ค๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ฏ๐จ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ญ๐ช๐ฆ๐ด ๐ข๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฅ,
๐๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฑ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ต๐ฆ๐ค๐ต ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ช๐ท๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ง๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฎ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฅ.
๐๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ค๐ข๐ญ๐ญ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ข๐ค๐ต๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ, ๐ช๐ต ๐ช๐ด ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ธ,
๐๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ง๐ข๐ต๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ฉ๐ถ๐ฎ๐ข๐ฏ๐ช๐ต๐บ ๐ธ๐ฆ ๐ฎ๐ถ๐ด๐ต ๐ท๐ฐ๐ธ,
๐๐ฐ ๐ด๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฌ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ฆ๐ข ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ค๐ญ๐ข๐ช๐ฎ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฑ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ฆ๐ณ,
๐๐ฐ ๐ง๐ข๐ค๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ฆ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ท๐ช๐ค๐ต๐ฐ๐ณ๐บ ๐ต๐ฐ๐ธ๐ฆ๐ณ.
๐๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ต๐ช๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ช๐ด ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ต ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ,
๐๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ค๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ด๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฆ ๐ฎ๐ถ๐ด๐ต ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ต ๐ง๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ,
๐๐ถ๐ต ๐ณ๐ช๐ด๐ฆ ๐ถ๐ฑ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ข๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐ข ๐ด๐ต๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ,
๐๐ฐ ๐ด๐ข๐ท๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ญ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ.
Naoki's voice trembled with nervousness as he turned to Shizune, his eyes wide with a sense of dread. The words of the mysterious message echoed in the distance, sending shivers down his spine. "Shizune-neesan, what does it mean?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.
Shizune was lost in thought, her eyes staring blankly into the distance as the message reverberated through her very soul. Finally, she turned to Naoki, her voice quivering with uneasiness as she spoke. "I'm not entirely sure," she began slowly, "but some of these words make my skin crawl. They speak of a parasite with an insatiable hunger, and a threat that looms over all beneath the skies. And the chosen one must seek the ocean, for it holds the key to stopping this looming doom that threatens humanity."
After their nerves had settled, they reverently rang the bell, the sound of its tolling resonating throughout the heavens. With prayers for success and health offered, they turned to depart the shrine. As they crossed the threshold of the massive torii gate, they cast a final gaze upon the ancient site, only to find it vanished, leaving only a dead-end alleyway in its place. The weight of apprehension and excitement pressed heavily upon Shizune and Naoki as they recognized the gravity of their discovery. For Naoki, the experience ignited a fierce determination to improve himself and fully comprehend the meaning behind the enigmatic words they had discovered. Thus resolute, he strode forward with Shizune at his side, eager to commence his training to learn the jutsu Tsunade had promised to teach him.
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A/N- Hey guys, although this is probably what you guys call filler, I seriously do hope you enjoyed this chapter. This chapter is just a sneak peak of what will come in the future. Also the poem/riddle is connected to the MC, and his rise to power. Took me a few hours to write this, it is currently 2:50 am and will come later today, around 12:00 in the afternoon, UK time which should be GMT.
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