The year was early, and winter had just begun. A boy the age of six was seen walking through the woods picking up logs. As he bent down to lift a log up, he turned to a large old tree, where a man was sleeping. The kid dropped the logs and began walking towards the man under the tree. As he got closer, the area around him was more charred, and battle hardened. Once he reached the man, he slowly reached down and tapped him. The man slowly opened an eye, his golden iris sparkling as he stared into the boy's brown eyes.
“Be ready.” The Man said.
“What do you mean?” Asked The Kid.
“Wake up,” Was the final thing The Man said, and The Boy had an image of beautiful, blood splattered flowers flash before his eyes, and he awoke under a tree. Tears were flowing down his cheeks; he wiped them and sniffled as he got to his feet. Looking down at the village below, he spied two boys were training, and an older man was seen sitting in the shade of a tree, reading a book and sipping tea.
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The kid jumped down the cliff and landed with a thud, walking towards the other kids before a dirty boy that was training shouted his name.
“INDRA! FIGHT ME!” A child shouted, running to the scene .
The Boy, Indra, raised a brow as he stared at him, “Just for me to whoop your ass again? Sure. After I speak with the dark guard,” Indra turned away from the furious kid, walking towards the man sitting in shade as he sat down beside him. Indra had long fluffy hair.
“Dark, when will we work on my eyes?” Indra looked at the man, the man sipped his tea before speaking.
“right now,” The Dark Guard said, and they were surrounded by a flash of light, before appearing in a vast plain. Indra, slightly bewildered, nodded and concentrated on his eyes. Blood slowly trickled down his cheeks in a steady stream as a fully red eye was seen, taking place in his brown eyes. Three pupils on each one, they were called the three tomoe sharingans. Indra nodded as the Dark Guard summoned a wraith to attack him, and he stood his ground. As the wraith came upon him, he saw his attack line up before it even happened, and drew his katana, Kara. The katana was razor sharp, and with but one slash he sliced through the wraith before it had the chance to attack him.
Indra nodded at Dark Guard, “I had another dream, father,” he stated softly.
Dark guard's face darkened, “Don’t be distracted. Forget the vision, you can focus on distractions later," He sighed.
Indra nodded, obeying his father's instruction, and attacked the wraiths once more.