Similar pasts
"What a stubborn guy!" Bai looked helplessly at Kimimaro, whose massive Yang Release Chakra Shikotsumyaku, allowing him to withstand the freezing of the Frozen Snow Domain head-on.
After the initial surge of cold air subsided, the temperature gradually returned to a stable state.
Kimimaro's tense face relaxed slightly, and he exhaled a long breath, stretching his somewhat stiff body.
Ice Release is really powerful!
"Are you alright?" Bai asked with a gentle smile.
"Is it alright? Are you alone?" Kimimaro looked around but didn't see Pakura, so he asked.
"Pakura said she's going to check out the back of Takigakure," Haku replied, brushing a strand of hair that had been ruffled by the wind and looking towards the depths of Takigakure.
"Going deep into enemy territory alone?" Kimimaro frowned slightly. What a troublemaker.
"Let's take Seven-Tails out first, and then figure out a way to meet her when we get to a safe place," Bai suggested in a low voice, withdrawing his gaze.
Kimimaro slightly, agreeing with Haku's idea.
The frozen world, like a mirror, reflected bursts of chilling light. In the eerie silence, a wisp of blue hair-like crack suddenly flashed.
Click!
Suddenly, shattered ice crystals came from overhead, startling the two people below.
Kimimaro and Haku looked up almost simultaneously, staring at the sky in shock.
The ice... cracked?
Fifty years into the history of Konoha, in Takigakure.
A little imp with slightly dark skin and short green hair hid behind a tree, watching with great interest a group of other imps playing dodgeball in the open space.
Her name is Fu. She has no friends, no family, only a monster sealed inside her body.
The playful scene was broken by a cheerful voice.
"Um..." Fu jumped out from behind the tree, raised her little face and showed a cute smile, waving her hand to attract the attention of the other children.
"Isn't she that monster?"
"Yes, that's her. Mom said not to go near her, or you might get eaten by a monster."
"Really? Let's get out of here right away!"
The playful scene froze instantly, and a suffocating atmosphere welled up in my heart, like a huge stone pressing down on me, heavy and making it hard to breathe.
The children's eyes revealed terror, but even more so, an undisguised rejection and disgust.
Wow!
The crowd dispersed in a flurry, and the once bustling open space suddenly became deserted.
Can I play with you guys...?
Before Fu could even utter the words she was about to say, the group of little devils on the open ground had vanished without a trace, leaving only a ball still bouncing in place.
Fu's smile froze on her lips, and then she slowly lowered her head.
She stared blankly at the ground, seemingly unable to understand why everyone was looking at her like that, unable to comprehend the meaning behind those looks.
Home was just a place to sleep at night; it held no meaning for Fu.
It doesn't matter when she goes back, because no one is waiting for her at home to eat. Perhaps if she wanders around outside for a while longer, she will meet different people.
Thinking this, Fu raised her little face and her bright smile returned. Then she skipped and hopped into the woods.
The overall strength of Takigakure was not weak; otherwise, they would not have been able to obtain the Seven-Tails from the First Hokage.
Seven-Tails Chōmei is adept at using phosphorus powder to confuse enemies and launch attacks. In its juvenile stage, it is a pupa, and when it grows up, it resembles a combination of a beetle and a dragonfly, becoming a giant flying insect.
As Fu walked quietly through the forest alone, searching for new and interesting things with an adventurous spirit.
The sudden sound of something hard hitting her caught her attention.
"That place looks like some kind of ninja training ground, doesn't it?" Fu looked up at the sky. It was getting dark, and the sun would soon be completely setting behind the mountains.
"Why are there still people training at this hour?"
With a touch of curiosity, Fu pushed aside the weeds that were almost as tall as her and cautiously crept in that direction.
Ping ping bang bang!
The sounds of collisions echoed continuously from the training ground as a furtive shadow nimbly slipped through the bushes and approached.
"Who? Who's there!" As Jonin, Takenaka Takayuki had already noticed someone approaching.
He simply didn't sense any enemy, so he pretended not to know anything. He wouldn't mind if the other party was just passing by.
Kophleb clearly wasn't just passing through!
The haystacks swayed and rustled.
"Come out!" Jonin Jonin's face darkened, and he threw out three Shuriken. He didn't intend to kill the person in the bushes.
He was simply annoyed at being disturbed during his cultivation, and the Shuriken he threw was merely to force the creature in the bushes to appear.
Really!
Sensing the sharp sound of the wind rushing through the air, Fu instinctively leaned back, slipped, and rolled off the haystack.
Three Shuriken struck the tree trunks not far away with a series of thuds.
Two gazes met briefly in mid-air. Fu, still shaken, scrambled to her feet, while Takenaka Takayuki was first slightly taken aback, then revealed a look of disgust.
The Seven-Tails Jinchuriki...
As Jonin in the village, Takenaka Takayuki was naturally aware of Fu's identity.
He didn't dislike Fu, but rather loathed the Seven-Tails.
Takenaka Takayuki was an elite who survived the most brutal of the Third Shinobi World War. He was used to death and bloodshed, and he loathed death and bloodshed.
The source of evil chakra is the Nine Tailed Beasts, and the root of the war is these nine monsters.
At least, that's what Takenaka Takayuki thought.
"This is not a place for you. Get out of here." Takenaka Takayuki waved his hand impatiently, urging him on like shooing away a fly.
Fu pursed her lips; the three Shuriken had barely grazed her hair. It would be a lie to say she wasn't frightened.
She glanced timidly at the training ground and saw three children, slightly older than her, kicking and hitting wooden stakes.
It was obvious that Takenaka Takayuki was the instructor of these three newly graduated rookie Genin, and the four of them were practicing Taijutsu on the training ground.
Under Takayuki Takenaka's intimidation, Fu turned around and disappeared into the depths of the forest in a flash.
All she wanted to do now was get back to that empty house as soon as possible; only there could she find a sense of security.
A petite figure stumbled back to an old hut in the woods.
Bang!
The door slammed shut, and Fu's figure vanished completely behind the wooden door at the same time, and everything seemed to fall silent.
Darkness spilled across the sky like ink, and as night fell, lights began to twinkle in Takigakure.
Only the low, old wooden cabin in the woods remained completely dark.
Rustling...
It sounded like the rustling of leaves in the evening breeze, or like the sound of footsteps on uneven gravel and mud.
Two figures, one tall and one short, approached unhurriedly...
Standing in front of the wooden house, one of them raised his hand and gently knocked on the door with his fingers.
Knock knock knock!
The knocking wasn't loud, but in the quiet, still forest night, it sounded like a bomb exploding on a calm lake.
The crisp sound waves surged into the room like waves.
"Who? Who's outside?" Fu, who had been hugging her knees and burying her head in them, suddenly woke up with a start, as if she thought she was hallucinating.
Knock knock knock...
Three more soft, slow knocks sounded, and Fu realized she hadn't misheard; someone really was knocking.
Squeak!~
The old wooden door opened, releasing a dull, rotten smell.
"You must be Fu? My name is Shibuki, nice to meet you!" A little kid, a head taller than Fu, smiled and extended a hand.
Shibuki, wearing a brand-new Takigakure Forehead Protector, was clearly a newly graduated Genin, while Takenaka Takayuki, standing beside him, was Shibuki's mentor.
"Hello." Fu stretched out a dry, dirty little hand and grasped Shibuki's hand with a mixture of cautious excitement and apprehension.
Would you like to be my friend?
"Yes, we're friends now!" Shibuki nodded affirmatively, the light in his eyes shining like the sun in the darkness, warming Fu's heart, which had been cold for too long.
Shibuki brought a simple boxed lunch, and Fu warmly invited him inside, lighting a dim oil lamp.
Takenaka Takayuki remained silent and followed by her. Nominally, he was Shibuki's mentor, but it was not hard to see from his words and actions that Jonin maintained a certain degree of respect for Shibuki.
Happy times are fleeting, and with Fu reluctant to leave, Shibuki and Takenaka Takayuki departed.
Before leaving, Takenaka Takayuki left a small booklet for Fu.
"Basic Introduction: The Method of Chakra Refining."
Time flies like an arrow; life is fleeting.
More than a decade has passed in the blink of an eye. The little brat has grown up and become the youngest leader of Takigakure — Shibuki.
The little girl who once eagerly searched for new friends has now grown up, yet she continues her tireless search.
The ice crystals shattered, and a giant flying insect, resembling a hybrid of a beetle and a dragonfly, soared into the sky.
Kimimaro's eyes narrowed, and Haku's relaxed expression vanished. Only she herself knew the true strength of the Frozen Snow Domain.
Is this the power of the Seven-Tails? It was able to break through the Frozen Snow Domain in such a short time.
The giant beetle in the sky flapped its wings and buzzed, its cold gaze falling down onto Kimimaro.
This is the person who killed Teacher Takenaka...
The lingering resentment lingered in Fu's heart, eventually transforming into endless hatred and being planted within the Seven-Tails.
Tailed Beast are aggregates of evil chakra.
The stronger the Jinchūriki's negative emotions, the more they can generate the power of the Tailed Beast. No one knows how terrifying the Seven-Tails Chōmei's complete form's fighting power is.
Because those who knew it were all dead, and those who were alive only knew that it was Seven-Tails.
"It's coming!" Kimimaro gripped his bone sword tightly, coldly locking onto the giant beetle hurtling through the sky.
Bai's expression changed slightly, and he also became extremely alert.
With a single hand seal, ice-attribute chakra transformed into wisps of cold air that swirled around her, creating an ethereal, fairy-like aura.
From afar, it resembles a goddess emerging from ice and snow, exuding a mysterious beauty amidst the haze.
Call!
A gigantic figure hurtled towards them, creating a powerful gust of air that slammed into the ground.
The air pressure suddenly dropped, as if a mountain had fallen from the sky, and Kimimaro and Haku's hearts sank simultaneously.
They underestimated the power of the Tailed Beast...
Secret Technique: The Scale Powder Concealment Technique!
Buzz!
The Seven-Tails' Scale Powder Concealment Technique was several times more powerful in its perfect form, and the Scale Powder rained down like dense snowflakes mixed with raindrops.
Looking up, all I could see were shimmering, fluorescent Scale Powder.
Ice Release: Blizzard Technique!
Ice Release is Kekkei Genkai, formed by combining water-attribute chakra with Wind Release chakra.
In other words, Bai possesses the power of the wind!
A powerful gust of air rose from the ground, kicking up clouds of dust as it hurtled towards the falling Seven-Tails Chōmei.
Countless Scale Powder scattered in the turbulent airflow. A glint of light flashed in Kimimaro's eyes, and seizing the opportunity, he raised his hand and launched ten Bone Bullets.
Shikotsumyaku - Finger Bullet!
Kimimaro can control the power and speed of each finger Finger Bones ejected based on the chakra injected and the force applied to his fingers.
The Bone Bullets shot through the air in a stepped fashion, not to attack the Seven-Tails, but to provide Kimimaro with a foothold for levitation!
Swish!
A ghostly white shadow suddenly flashed by, like a gentle breeze.
In a flash, Kimimaro's figure was already in mid-air. He stepped on Bone Bullets one after another, using the force to leap into the air and directly approach the floating Seven-Tails.
Shikotsumyaku: Eight Branches Dance!
Kimimaro continuously adjusted his body position during his aerial leaps, and faced the Seven-Tails Chōmei -on.
In a world Pure White snow, a slender figure danced gracefully like a snow butterfly, rising straight up into the wind...
The bone sword spun in the air, creating beautiful, poignant sword flowers. Facing the Seven-Tails in its complete form, Kimimaro dared not be careless in the slightest.
He frantically squeezed out all the chakra within his body, unleashing the full power of the Shikotsumyaku).
With the bone sword breaking through his defenses, Kimimaro immediately Body Flicker Technique behind the Seven-Tails, then channeled his chakra to the bottom, forcing his body to plummet rapidly.
Bang!
Kimimaro placed his feet firmly on the back of the Seven-Tails, and his chakra instantly gathered on the soles of his feet, which immediately transformed into a pair of suction cups that tightly adhered to the Seven-Tails' body.
Upon noticing a small insect landing on his back, Seven-Tails Chōmei immediately became agitated.
It spun wildly, spiraling through the air as if trying to throw off the bugs stuck to its back.
"A clever fellow!" Kimimaro's reaction was incredibly swift, catching the Seven-Tails spinning away in the blink of an eye.
He suddenly crouched down, gripped the bone sword tightly with both hands, and thrust it downwards fiercely.
With a crisp snap, sharp Bone Spur pierced through the flesh and stabbed into the seam where the Seven-Tails Fox's carapace was joined.
Kimimaro used his feet and the bone sword in his hand as support, and just like that, he was locked in a stalemate with the Seven-Tails, refusing to leave no matter what.
The Seven-Tails was injured, and its state became even more frenzied.
Countless streams of evil chakra surged forth, relentlessly repairing the wounds.
Kimimaro's face was tense, his eyes filled with coldness. He only needed to do one thing now: widen and widen the wound on the Seven-Tails.
"Well! You guys look pretty disheveled!"
Just then, a fiery red figure burst through the air, carrying a person on her shoulder whose fate was unknown.
Upon hearing the familiar voice, Bai was slightly taken aback, then immediately turned around and looked in the direction of the sound, only to see Pakura, dressed in tattered clothes and covered in dirt, walking slowly towards him.
Bai's expression changed again, and he asked with concern, "Are you hurt?"
"He's got a minor injury. This guy isn't that strong, but he can be a real headache when he fights for his life." Pakura threw the person on his shoulder to the ground with a thud.
"Who is this guy?" Bai breathed a sigh of relief, his gaze falling on the figure at Pakura's feet.
"I heard from those Takigakure ninja that he seems to be their village leader," Pakura said uncertainly, scratching his cheek.