[center][img]https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/5lwZ3qns7OpfoHfKYady0p8AH11HB9WXSEUkDV5gGHQ-gx-5ZdpA4OFfQBlHy5idU08Sz8K88c2CkqkSa1t_N0GHp3XOlG15yYZ-gQWb9YfVh16RXBQEM33GjM1E4-JmWjBzTz33[/img][/center] [color=004b80][b][1] "Life is parallel to hell but I must maintain."[/b][/color] [img]https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/8WkZ3L0pwrfGc4spLNCVc5zNoT6bXM9HfJNiUDG68tV7vmlMi0KZSTC2_sX5tY-TzSb1ojREmbPVyN1Zvy1xz7l5GB0kuieutwB5l4xT[/img] [hr] The falcon took flight in the vacant sky. As her long wings stretched out she took in her surroundings.. Though, for this lively peregrine today there was not much to see. The skies remained empty, naked and unmarked by not a single cloud. She continued to whoosh up into the sky, coming upon a vast field blanketed by tall grass. The falcon circled the land, drawn in by the serene beauty of an untouched field. A spear-like projection of fire struck her down without warning. Hidden within the distant grove many meters across, a legion of shadows darted into the sky with inhuman acceleration. At once, the empty plain of grass revealed multiple battalions of shinobi. From a distance, patch of land several meters adjacent to this congregation of flak jackets and forehead protectors, emerged a force of iron clad samurai. Time would pass as additional actors took to the stage in this unplanned theatre of war. It had just been days after the declaration of war. Each side believed the success of their attack to be an inevitability. In what could only be described as an anomaly, or perhaps a severe blunder in intelligence gathering, all participating forces arrived simultaneously to the battlefield. Without announcement or warning, the once naked stretch of land became the crucible of war. They collapsed upon one another immediately. Flexible hands reached out shaping into symbols formed at blinding speed. Lands of Fire, Water, Earth, Lightning, and Wind equally partook in the theater. They fought against one another twisting and bending nature to their will. Beautifully weaved handsigns gave way to absolute perversions that cleaved life equally and without discrimination. At twilight the air began to hum to the pleasant clang of iron against iron. The concern was in full affect. Stone sliding against stone. Kunai piercing flesh. Thought it had now been dusk the activity hadn’t shown any signs of decline. Countrymen bled for their banners, and though gladly laying down their lives none knew of the magnitude of their contribution. Stone sliding against stone. Kunai piercing flesh. For every cry that declared death, to the useless wails for mercy, in the theater of war every note contributed a footnote to the annals of legend. [color=00aeef][i]The Warring Era! I have been reading the ancient books for a long time, waiting for the moment where those battles would take place before my eyes. [/i][/color] Stone sliding against stone. Kunai piercing flesh. [color=00aeef][i]Compared to back then, the current peace is so trivial and dull. Ah, perhaps it is true. Maybe I'm just a nut who can't live without blood and fighting.[/i][/color] [hr] [right][img]https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/qUBY4mTp-wb02kc6pfs6LuGKbNUgRC0c53S8T4ycq7S1D0pwce4TdLn7tUawoXFqgY7gDTEtxC4oVQjyi23-M-H5v5aFda4emYpkYP1YzvWjoaQZMFRZIT_U3mvxHTW6ZkC_RLzo[/img][/right] Iori roused from his sleep startled and found that his head resting in the lap of a woman. [color=ed145b]"Talking in your sleep again?"[/color] She asked, amused. [color=ed145b]"Children should know better than to stay up all night like that. Reading picture books at your age? Cute."[/color] Iori's face stung, but he knew better than to show it. [color=00aeef][i]Why do I tolerate her again?[/i][/color] He rose his head from the comfort of her lap and faced her. [color=0054a6]"You would dare say that to me?" [/color] [color=ed145b]"I would." [/color]She said. [h3][center] And that is how they became lovers.[/center][/h3]