As per usual, the weather underground was rather nice. Not too hot, not too cold, just perfect. If one didn't know better, than they would think they weren't anywhere near the arid wasteland that was Wind Country's great desert. One could see the man whom called himself Jenosaido Kagai walking down the bustling streets that was Sietch Zensunna. His short, crimson hair falling in large tufts around his face. He wore his typical garb of a red, horizontal stripped black dress shirt covered by crimson button down vest and a pair of black slacks, and a pair of black dress shoes. This was his casual day clothes, as the ANBU was currently not on duty. His arms were resting behind him, his right hand clasping the wrist of his left hand and a black cigarette was hanging from his lips.
A smile came across the man's face as he took a drag off of his cigarette, allowing the plume of blue tinted smoke to escape from his lips as he approached what seemed to be a group of children playing around in one of the alleys. They were kicking a white ball around, playing what appeared to be Soccer, having drawn what looked like a goal upon one of the walls of the alley with white chalk. They were taking turns being the kicker and the goalie, and were apparently having quite a bit of fun despite the simplicity of the game. Kagai could remember when such simple activities amused him for hours on end, though he was never much for sports nor would his parents normally allow him to be outside all that long when he was the age of these children. He felt older than he actually was, having been a shinobi for the past 5 years now, and an ANBU on top of that. He had seen some action, but nothing that could come close to what he had experienced out in the wastes those few years ago....The day he had become a servant of Kojin.
Around his neck he bore the symbol of his new found faith. It was a platinum necklace with a pendant upon it that hung just above his breast. Upon the pendant there was a golden marking which appeared to be a rising, fiery sun. His faith was dubbed "Golden Dawn". Golden to pay homage to the pillar of fire that had guided him to safety in the desert, and dawn because of its symbolism of a new beginning. He approached the kids whom seemed to smile at him when they finally noticed him, knowing him fairly well as a preacher of the word of Kojin as he had spoken to them quite a bit about it..."Good morning, my children." Kagai would say to them, releasing his right hand and giving the children a simple wave. His smile was big and bright as he knelt down to greet the children whom ran up to him.
"Children are inherently pure...They know not what they do." Kagai thought to himself as he patted each of the children upon their heads and tussled their hair..."Have you been thinking on my words from yesterdays sermon as I instructed?" He would ask the children. Some of them would nod, others weren't so eager..." Good! Remember...We are all brothers and sisters. Lord Kojin had created us from the dust, and to the dust we shall return." Most of the children smiled and nodded their heads, all though a few of the children seemed to just brush it off. One of those children decided to speak up..."My father taught me that Mother Suna is whom helped us and our ancestors master this land in the days of old. I've never heard a word of Kojin until you came around, preacher." The boy would say, rebellion filling his face as he regurgitated the words his parents had told him over his 10 years of life. Kagai's eyes seemed to be set ablaze by the boys words, his gaze narrowing down as his gold and orange eyes smoldered over the sound of heresy towards the one true Lord...." ...Children are inherently pure....They know not what they do.. Well, my son, look at where we are now. You father claims that Mother Suna saved our ancestors? Yet here we are underground...at the mercy of the storms above that would destroy normal folk, and is known to destroy even shinobi that find themselves foolish enough to get lost in its wake....If anything, your Mother Suna has forsaken her people, which is why our salvation rests in the hands of Lord Kojin.." The preacher would say as he stood up to his feet, towering over the small children before taking another drag off from his cigarette...
"Alright, my children. I must depart. Lord Kojin keep you and guide you." He would say as his bright smile returned to his face once more, and two streams of blue-tinted smoke flew out from his nostrils before he walked away from the children to go about his business for the day. He seen potential in a few of them to become followers of the Golden Dawn in the near future, but they were not ready...They were far too young to go through the same rituals Kagai had gone through. Right now, all he could do was spread the word. The spoken word, in most cases, spread like a plague among the people. As long as thoughts of Lord Kojin swam through their minds, Kagai was happy, and now to go on about what he really planned on doing, which was to continue to spread the word of Kojin to the people in Sietch Zensunna.
A smile came across the man's face as he took a drag off of his cigarette, allowing the plume of blue tinted smoke to escape from his lips as he approached what seemed to be a group of children playing around in one of the alleys. They were kicking a white ball around, playing what appeared to be Soccer, having drawn what looked like a goal upon one of the walls of the alley with white chalk. They were taking turns being the kicker and the goalie, and were apparently having quite a bit of fun despite the simplicity of the game. Kagai could remember when such simple activities amused him for hours on end, though he was never much for sports nor would his parents normally allow him to be outside all that long when he was the age of these children. He felt older than he actually was, having been a shinobi for the past 5 years now, and an ANBU on top of that. He had seen some action, but nothing that could come close to what he had experienced out in the wastes those few years ago....The day he had become a servant of Kojin.
Around his neck he bore the symbol of his new found faith. It was a platinum necklace with a pendant upon it that hung just above his breast. Upon the pendant there was a golden marking which appeared to be a rising, fiery sun. His faith was dubbed "Golden Dawn". Golden to pay homage to the pillar of fire that had guided him to safety in the desert, and dawn because of its symbolism of a new beginning. He approached the kids whom seemed to smile at him when they finally noticed him, knowing him fairly well as a preacher of the word of Kojin as he had spoken to them quite a bit about it..."Good morning, my children." Kagai would say to them, releasing his right hand and giving the children a simple wave. His smile was big and bright as he knelt down to greet the children whom ran up to him.
"Children are inherently pure...They know not what they do." Kagai thought to himself as he patted each of the children upon their heads and tussled their hair..."Have you been thinking on my words from yesterdays sermon as I instructed?" He would ask the children. Some of them would nod, others weren't so eager..." Good! Remember...We are all brothers and sisters. Lord Kojin had created us from the dust, and to the dust we shall return." Most of the children smiled and nodded their heads, all though a few of the children seemed to just brush it off. One of those children decided to speak up..."My father taught me that Mother Suna is whom helped us and our ancestors master this land in the days of old. I've never heard a word of Kojin until you came around, preacher." The boy would say, rebellion filling his face as he regurgitated the words his parents had told him over his 10 years of life. Kagai's eyes seemed to be set ablaze by the boys words, his gaze narrowing down as his gold and orange eyes smoldered over the sound of heresy towards the one true Lord...." ...Children are inherently pure....They know not what they do.. Well, my son, look at where we are now. You father claims that Mother Suna saved our ancestors? Yet here we are underground...at the mercy of the storms above that would destroy normal folk, and is known to destroy even shinobi that find themselves foolish enough to get lost in its wake....If anything, your Mother Suna has forsaken her people, which is why our salvation rests in the hands of Lord Kojin.." The preacher would say as he stood up to his feet, towering over the small children before taking another drag off from his cigarette...
"Alright, my children. I must depart. Lord Kojin keep you and guide you." He would say as his bright smile returned to his face once more, and two streams of blue-tinted smoke flew out from his nostrils before he walked away from the children to go about his business for the day. He seen potential in a few of them to become followers of the Golden Dawn in the near future, but they were not ready...They were far too young to go through the same rituals Kagai had gone through. Right now, all he could do was spread the word. The spoken word, in most cases, spread like a plague among the people. As long as thoughts of Lord Kojin swam through their minds, Kagai was happy, and now to go on about what he really planned on doing, which was to continue to spread the word of Kojin to the people in Sietch Zensunna.