Ziren finally made it to the Forrest of Death. He needed a place to collect his thoughts and be away from all of the people. The recent turn of events still jumble through his mind. First of all, the Hokage wanted to train him. The way she talked, it sounded like she might have some powers over blood. But she doesn't seem the type to be a Chigokai. Secondly, he's now part of the ANBU. That just happened yesterday. And he was told specifically not to let anyone else know about it. Which he hasn't. He just hopes that Kuro keeps quiet about it too. He seemed like the guy who wants all of the information. Maybe spreading that information too.
But other than that, Ziren will have to trust Kuro. But for now, Ziren just wanted to be away from everything. A lot has changed in the last week from which he started to chase down of what his blood line could be. And he's not proud to be who he is. What his family probably have done. But he wanted to be different from them. No, he's CHOOSING to be different from them.
But there's only one problem. Anytime he hears, sees, smells, tastes, or even think of blood, he loses control of himself. He shook his head, trying to get the thought out of his mind. He then decided to walk up the tallest tree there was. Why? Because looking out into the horizon was one of the best things that calms him down. When he finally made it to the top of a tree, he sat carefully on a branch and watched as the sun went down.
He heard lots of blood flowing, mainly because he was in the wilderness, but he paid no attention to any of it. All were too far away to cause any harm.
But other than that, Ziren will have to trust Kuro. But for now, Ziren just wanted to be away from everything. A lot has changed in the last week from which he started to chase down of what his blood line could be. And he's not proud to be who he is. What his family probably have done. But he wanted to be different from them. No, he's CHOOSING to be different from them.
But there's only one problem. Anytime he hears, sees, smells, tastes, or even think of blood, he loses control of himself. He shook his head, trying to get the thought out of his mind. He then decided to walk up the tallest tree there was. Why? Because looking out into the horizon was one of the best things that calms him down. When he finally made it to the top of a tree, he sat carefully on a branch and watched as the sun went down.
He heard lots of blood flowing, mainly because he was in the wilderness, but he paid no attention to any of it. All were too far away to cause any harm.