today we're heading to the sand village, this last month has been somewhat a blur, ive been too wrapped up in my quest to discover the truth of the old man that I havent done much of anything else. tomorrow the preliminary rounds of the tournament begin. i try thinking back to the ambassadors meeting but my memories of it seem distorted, what i remember happening wasnt what i had previously thought happened. its confusing, i feel like im missing something, every day the memory of the old man fades away no matter how much i try to remember it.
~the next day~
we arrived in the sand village yesterday and were provided barracks to sleep in, the stadium for the tournament is so huge, it has to seat several hundred thousand people. my match is one of the first of the day, 100 matches are able to happen at a time, the stadium is that big. now im just waiting for my name to be called for my fight. jeiku is in the stands with fuya and jin now since their fights arent until later, i have to do well early or ill be screwed right away. but with so many people it shouldn't be too challenging at the beginning since most of the people in it are just regular civilians and students, the odds of fighting someone thats a real threat now are about 13,000 to 50, i like those odds
"mikku of the leaf and char of the cloud, youre up next, make your way to arena number 37" theres an announcer from somewhere i cant see, theyre probably watching through cameras. i walk to the entrance of the arena and a middle aged man follows me
"you must be mikku then"
"and you must be char" he has a deep burly voice and large muscles, he looks like he could actually be a challenge.
"so what do you think of this tournament anyway? kinda a weird way of choosing who leads the ninja world, im not really sure i like everyone being united as one"
"yeah i guess youre right im not sure how i feel about it either" we get to our ring in the arena, number 37.
"no hard feelings when i beat your ass ok" char extends his hand to shake mine, i grasp his hand tightly
"dont worry, as long as you dont hold a grudge against me when i win" he pulls me close to him and whispers into my ear,
"if you beat me ill tell you about the old man"