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Character Name: Fuyu Ame Yoru
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Nicknames: Saisho, Nidaime Kuru
Age: Seventeen Years of Age
Birthday: The Twelfth of March [Date of the "Storm of the Century"]
Zodiac: Pisces
Gender: Generally Identified as Male
Blood Type: A Negative [A-]
Occupation: Hunter-Nin
Location: Kirigakure no Sato
Rank: Head of Hunter-Nin Corps/Jōnin
Organization: Seven Ninja Swordsmen of the Hidden Mist




Clan:

-Yoru

Kekkei Genkai:

-Shūsokugan

Skills:

-Analysis
-Swordplay

Sexuality:

-Asexual

Likes:

-Abundance of Sound
-Blood
-Solitude
-Water

Dislikes:

-Attachment
-Opposition
-Quiet

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Biography:

Fuyu had been born as the result of an unwanted pregnancy. Neither his mother, nor father, had any intentions of him being born, and, due to this, he was soon cast aside. After being birthed, he had received the time to be given a name, and a few years in an orphanage before being forced to maintain his life upon the entirety of his own whim. As a result of this occurrence, he was left with not a single bond with those who had conceived him- not a single connection was made with what family that he had been given, and this left a large gap in his life. Although, perhaps he never noticed, that those without a family or a home, are raised in an extremely different environment in comparison to those who possess such luxuries. Despite this, he would never learn what those comforts were like, and would rarely be around those who had had such, themselves. The majority of his future was ruled by this one abandonment and uncontrollable decision that placed upon him as a mere newborn.
While in the homeless shelter, Fuyu was given only the necessary care that would keep him from dying. He had received the bare minimum of food, water, and the shelter, itself, had hardly been a place that he could have ever called home, but it was all that he'd had. Alongside this, it was very rare, if at all, that he were given the permission to leave the building. He had become very unexposed to the outside world, and this was the way that he had lived for the first few years of his life. After some time, however, the system was shut down due to its extremely lacking nature, despite what little life it had granted to those who barely thrived within its walls. As cause and effect by this toppling, Fuyu, as well as the few others who attended the quiet orphanage, were forced to leave. This left him in a state where he would not only be entering an entirely different environment of which he had never before experienced, however it also meant that he was now living in a world where he would have to take care of his own life, in whatever manner that he could find, because there was no one left to help him survive.
For several years, Fuyu was forced to live a quiet life on the streets. He'd found a cave on the outskirts of Kirigakure's shores, in which he would call his home for, what he believed, was going to be the remainder of his life. Leaving on occasion, this only meant that he was scrounging around the village for food. When possible, he would steal from those who were eligible to be stolen from, and in other instances, he would beg. Fuyu's only intentions were to keep himself alive, however, from time to time, he even questioned why he bothered putting in the effort. It had seemed as if he'd had no purpose left in the world. At this point in time, he was reduced to nothing but a rat in the society. He lived a life no different than a house rodent might, save for the fact that he hadn't been granted the luxury of finding the home of another to live in.
As it came to be, and as time progressed, Fuyu began having an increasingly difficult time surviving. His supply on food was scarce, and he hadn't a thought as to how he could gain more. This was when his life undertook a change in course from being passive to more offensive. He was intent on keeping himself alive; there was simply something that was forcing himself to carry on, despite the massive amount of pressure that had been forcing itself unto him.
Fuyu came to the conclusion that he would have to work with others who did the same as him- steal. His decision riled itself down to one option, which meant that he would soon be calling bandits and thieves his companions. Despite the difficulty that this path may have placed upon him, it was one of the only ways that he could think of to keep himself alive, and, it had been expected to work far more fluently than his previous attempts. His only difficulty in this affair was finding a group of thieves of which he could come to call brethren. He knew the majority of Kirigakure well, however never had he crossed paths with others doing anything similar as himself. As this idea continued pressing his mind, his hope slowly began fading.
Day after day of continuous lacking attempts of finding a way to survive, Fuyu had soon begun allowing himself to give up. Whilst making one of, what he believed to be the last attempts, at finding food, he lost his consciousness on the cold pavement. This left him lain in an awkward position on the streets of the village. It was unlikely that someone would take him in, after finding his quiet body, however it was quite the opposite. Finally awoken, after several hours of being in, what seemed to be, a state of comatose, he found himself in a cave, on a quiet island, that was evidently not Kirigakure no Sato. Coveted now, by a man who would later become his mentor, Fuyu found a place and a person that he could finally fit into his life.
For several years of the remainder of his life, the young man was taken under the wing and sheltered by a man who looked up to the boy, surprisingly. Fuyu couldn't quiet comprehend why, although he believed that it had something to do with his harsh upbringing. As time passed, and as the man continued seeming to disappear from the face of the Earth- although, it was merely from the quiet of the cave- he came to tell of his identity. This man was a shinobi, but not an ordinary Kirigakure ninja. He was a member of the Seven Swordsmen of the Hidden Mist, who possessed mastery of the Kubikiribōchō. Besides this fact, he was also the Jinchūriki of the Three Tails, Isobu. Little did Fuyu know, however, about the trouble that these titles put his saviour in, but never did the man tell of these issues until the very end.
During the years to come, the man- now simply known as "The First"- came to begin taking the position as Fuyu's mentor, in not only the way of the ninja, but also as the heir to his position in the Seven Swordsmen of the Hidden Mist. What his new found apprentice did not know, however, was that the man intended on leaving the moment that the boy achieved mastery in what was required of him.
Year and year to come, Fuyu progressed extremely quickly in everything that The First had to teach him. The man was in awe, however what neither of the pair knew was that the boy possessed a very unheard of Kekkei Genkai- a Dōjutsu that seemingly surpassed both the Byakugan, as well as the Sharingan. Despite this, the two came to form a very close bond, however the man still refrained from speaking about his ailments. The only few times that his apprentice may have noticed were when he undertook fits caused by the Sanbi, however he always told the boy that it was nothing that he couldn't handle. Fuyu saw his mentor's resilience, and he believed him- he believed that nothing could ever bring the man the down. It seemed almost, to him, as if he were an impenetrable wall, but this imagery faded, after time continued passing the two by.
The First's fits and outbursts slowly became worse, and the man seemed to become weakened more often than not. It seemed almost as if his very life force was being taken away from him. On one quiet night, he appeared to be running late, and hadn't returned to Fuyu at the normal time. His apprentice figured that his mentor was busy- he held many titles, after all. It wasn't something that would have been very surprising.
In due time, The First did return, however, not in the manner of which Fuyu had expected. Devoured in chakra caused by the Sanbi's chakra cloak, his mind simply wasn't in its rightful place. He was losing control, and lashed out at his own apprentice several times, with the Bijū's own jutsu. Scarred for life, both mentally and physically, Fuyu tried to escape. Incapable of movement, due to quickly growing coral that was forced unto him from the Three Tails' attacks, he believed that he was going to have his life taken away from him by his own mentor.
While preparing to endure whatever might happen next, Fuyu was surprised to see that The First was regaining control over his body; the chakra cloak soon fading. The boy was unsure if what he saw, now, was better or worse than what he'd just witnessed. His mentor, now weakened, had fallen to the ground, and was simply crying. Fuyu hadn't a thought as to what to do; he'd never believed that the man could be reduced to such a state. After some time had passed, with only the same repetitive sounds being heard, The First began speaking. He requested that Fuyu take the life of his own mentor. The boy couldn't bear the thought. He tried forcing it away as well as he could, but the man pleaded that he be put out of the constant suffering that he was left to face. Although he despised the thought, the apprentice soon broke. Upholding the Kubikiribōchō, he cleanly decapitated the man, all the while his eyes closed, with quiet tears running down his face.
Despite now being the owner of the Kubikiribōchō, and being prominent in many of the ninja arts, Fuyu was left alone, once again. He remembered that The First had once recommended that the boy join the ninja academy, because he knew well that he would become well-renowned, however his apprenticed refused. Fuyu decided that he would finally take up the man's offer, now that his time had passed. His mind was set on becoming stronger, steadily holding his mentor's place in the Seven Swordsmen of the Hidden Mist, and avenging his death against the Sanbi.

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Primary Class ~ [Up to SS Rank]
Secondary Class ~ [Up to S Rank]
Tertiary Class ~ [Up to A Rank]

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Jutsu Points: ??/??
E = 0
D = 2
C = 3
B = 4
A = 5
S = 6
SS = 8

Kekkei Genkai – Bloodline Techniques:

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Ninjutsu – Ninja Techniques:

• Kawarimi no Jutsu - Change of Body Stance Technique - E Rank
Kawarimi no Jutsu is a basic Ninjutsu. When in danger the ninja will quickly substitute themself with another nearby object. This can be a block of wood or even another person. This allows the ninja to quickly flee and hide while the original object takes the brunt of their opponents attack.

• Henge no Jutsu - Transformation Technique - E Rank
Henge no Jutsu is a Ninjutsu which every ninja learns at the Ninja Academy. Henge allows the ninja to transform themselves into any person or object. This allows the ninja to move with stealth or to trick their opponents.

• Nawanuke no Jutsu - Escaping Skill - E Rank
Nawanuke no Jutsu is a very basic Ninjutsu that allows a ninja to escape from rope binds.

• Kinobori no Waza - Act of Tree Climbing – E Rank
Kinobori no Waza, the art of tree climbing serves a dual purpose. Taking part in Kinobori Shugyou (Tree Climbing Training) helps a ninja learn how to focus their chakra. It also teaches the ninja how to run up trees and walk on vertical walls. The training helps the ninja learn how to focus just the right amount of chakra to a particular part of their body. The amount needed to climb is small but it must be precise. The feet are regarded as the hardest location to master chakra focusing. So by gaining the art of this skill, the ninja will have any jutsu available (theoretically) because they will be able to focus their chakra as needed.

• Suimen Hokou no Waza – Act of Water Surface Walking – E Rank
A variation on the Kinobori no Waza (Act of Tree Climbing), the art of water surface walking allows a ninja to walk on water as if it was a solid surface. Focusing an even amount of chakra out of the soles of their feet, they can balance themselves on the very surface of the water.

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Stats:
Academy - 15 points
Genin - 25 points
Chuunin - 30points
Tobuketsu Jounin - 30 points
Jounin - 35 points
Anbu - 35 points
Kage- 40 points

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Sources: [Narutopedia/Leafninja]
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It was raining once more, although this wasn't surprising, as the weather seemed to constantly repeat itself as time and time again passed its villagers by in Kirigakure. If not in the form of rain, water was always present in the quiet village. Most commonly, as it always was, in its gaseous form- mist. This was exactly the reason why the village was given its proper name: "Village Hidden by Mist". Even if this was merely the truth, it simply made the small region seem quite dank and depressing. Perhaps not as emotionally quenching as Amegakure's constant rain, but draining, nonetheless. Perhaps Fuyu should have been used to it, having lived the majority of his life on the streets, where the downpour would inevitably soak him while doing such acts that are looked down upon, despite the fact that all he'd been conjuring were ways to keep himself alive. He had become adjusted to the rain, and he knew this quite well, but there was something that had changed. It was different, now. In those other instances- in every other instance-, he hadn't been truly alone; never had Fuyu known anything else other than the sheer emptiness that loneliness caused, but now it was that he truly felt that pain intensely enhanced, simply due to having acquired the knowledge of what it feels like to be close to someone- to have a bond, of any form, with another living, breathing, person. That someone should have been back, by now.
It was uncommon for him to be out this late. Fuyu took a moment to glance at the sky. With his penetrative vision piercing the entirety of the clouds, he caught a glimpse of the moon and its illustrious purity beginning to claim the horizon as its own. Perhaps his mentor had work to be done. With his many titles, it wouldn't be surprising- not for Fuyu. He knew how much work his teacher and close friend had to do, and how simply time devouring his efforts could become, when it was demanded of him. His many titles simply reflected the fact. Saisho, The First, Kubikiribōchō no Tsukaite, Jinchūriki no Kirigakure, Sairento Kiringu Kiri... The list simply continued onwards, and each with its own unique story. Fuyu knew well that he would always pale in comparison to his mentor. That man is deserving of each and every name, and his apprentice knew this, possibly, better than anyone else could have. The two achieved an extremely powerful bond between themselves- one that seemed impossible to be shattered. It seemed that they were both beyond glad of the fact. The pair seemed to be exactly what the other needed in their rightful lives. At least, the apprentice was far more than thankful for, what appeared to be, his mentor's endless kindness.
Losing himself in his contemplation, Fuyu noticed that his surroundings were darkening into a more mysterious and quiet depth. This forced him to begin to wonder, despite the consciousness that wished for him to resist doing so. It was most often The First who would be the one of the two to light the flame of the fire hidden away inside of his mentor's peaceful cave, however it seemed that that wouldn't be the case- not today. It bothered the boy that he would have to be the one to light the flame. Perhaps it symbolized more, in his mind, than simply allowing a light to break the darkness. He was unsure- it merely left him in a curious state of mind. Rising from his place, seated outside of the mouth of the cavern on the edge of the faraway rocky island, he took his leave from the continuously falling rain and ventured back inside the depths of the den. At first, feeling his way through the caves, he began following the path that he'd known quite well. Soon afterwards, he'd allowed himself to create a spark of Raiton chakra to light his path. From there, forth, he made his way towards the further rear of the region. The boy was always intrigued at how the much larger the inside of the cave seemed, in comparison to the outside. Perhaps it was just perspective, but it was interesting, nonetheless. Carrying onwards, he located the small area of which was used to be rid the cave of darkness. Upon doing so, he allowed the electricity to catch and evolve into a bright flame that would shallowly light the cave with the natural tones, hues, and shades of sunset. Allowing his back to reach one of the rigid walls, he let himself lean and relax his muscles. Perhaps the apprentice would wait inside the cave, but that honestly wasn't what he wanted. He was awaiting the return of his mentor.
Knowing, now, that the darkness of the cave had been devoured by the light, Fuyu decided to gather himself. It was clearly wiser to stay within the walls of the cavern, as he knew well that The First was a very resilient man. His apprentice was quite positive of the fact that the man was not dead, and was likely very far from Death's door. It occurred to him, once again, that his mentor was likely only late due to being busy with work of his own, but nonetheless, something irked the boy. This was simply not a normal event to take place; Fuyu felt slightly insecure, despite knowing simply how much that his mentor could withstand. He was unsure as to what he should have been expecting he might possibly witness when The First had returned. In his contemplation, his consciousness slowly began drifting away from himself. As his sight lessened, and he began noticing the weight of his eyelids befalling him, it was not long before he fell asleep on the cold, sediment floors of the room.
Time continued to pass Fuyu by, despite his now being unconscious upon the ground. It halted for none, and he was certainly no exception. Despite his now calm and ephemeral state of sleep, he soon awoke as the ceiling of the cavern began collapsing unto him; his dreams were shattered. Allowing his reflexes to set in, he quickly sunk into the ground beneath him, using the Doton: Dochū Senkō technique, to avoid being crushed any further by the destruction of the rocky face above himself. The boy's home was slowly, or what seemed to be slowly, being destroyed and torn apart. In this instance, in the safety of the liquified earth, The First seemingly forced himself into Fuyu's thoughts. If his mentor had returned, surely he would have awoken his apprentice to tell him such. As he looked up, now, what the boy saw through his impeccable vision astonished him. It was The First that was destroying this place.
Fuyu hadn't the capacity to understand why his mentor was causing such destruction- although he would have if he'd known about and mastered his Kekkei Genkai- until he caught a good glimpse of the man. He wasn't his usual self- no, this was beyond evident. There were three massive tails sprouted from his rear, and his back was coated in, what appeared to be, a large shell. It immediately occurred to the boy that his mentor was under the control of the Sanbi, Isobu. He could feel the Bijū's intense chakra overwhelming him. It was very rare that the Three Tails managed to take control of The First, and even when it did, never did it last for such an amount of time in which it could cause much destruction, let alone to a place as precious as this.
Quickly dividing his priorities, Fuyu began allowing himself insight on what acts should be taken. He knew well that his mentor was not in control of his current state, and he also had obtained a taste as to how extremely powerful the man was in this form. At his current stage, he was unable to stop The First's fury, but he knew that he could suspend it, for some currently incalculable variable of time. His only inquiries involved, exactly how it was that he'd intended on doing this. It was clear that if his mentor had killed his apprentice in an uncontrollable rage, that he would feel an emotion far deeper than regret. The boy simply had to avoid allowing his fate to be sealed.
Swimming swiftly through the liquid earthen material which once provided the flooring to The First's cave, Fuyu began returning to the exit, with his mentor pursuing, in his stead. This clearly displayed that, in this form, the man could detect the chakra flow of other entities. This complicated things, not only due to the fact that everything that the boy's main focus was stealth, however, it also proved as problematic in the sense that everything that the boy knew, his mentor knew to a far better extent. These details left the apprentice at a disadvantage, however he was unsure of what knowledge remained intact while shrouded by the Sanbi's chakra cloak.
As Fuyu began to rise from beneath the Earth's surface, he was instantaneously struck firmly upon his back by the palm of The First, sending his entire body, in one swift motion, into the waters surrounding both the small island, as well as Kirigakure. As quickly as he was struck, the reflective surface of the deep sea was shattered, only to once again find its calm state as the boy sank into its depths. Attempting to return upwards, Fuyu found it more difficult than he'd calculated. He shuddered as he came to realize something. His body felt almost as if it were being eaten alive- the epicenter being the point of contact made by his mentor. Tilting his head, slightly, to observe, he took note of the fact that there was a large section of his back coated in coral, that was visibly spreading and expanding. This increased his urge to return to land.
Slowly, forcing effort into every stroke, Fuyu once again approached the surface of the water. As he neared closer, he took note of a powerful grip that lodged itself onto his wrist. In due time, he was forced out of the sea, and smashed against the ground, landing extremely roughly due to the sheer velocity that stood in the stead of the impact. Surprisingly, none of the coral broke off of his body, despite the force behind the crash. It simply continued spreading and devouring his entire body. It appeared that he had failed, and had now reached the point of his death. He'd failed.
Closing his eyes, now, and preparing himself for whatever might come next, Fuyu came to be astonished by the fact that he had not been killed. Slowly allowing his eyelids to raise themselves, what he witnessed, he was unsure as to whether or not it was better or worse than what had just befallen upon him. The First was in his apprentice's wake, upon his hands and knees on the ground, and was crying, what seemed to be, endless tears. His apprentice stared at him, unable to speak or move due to the now frozen and chipping coral. His mentor looked up to him, and spoke two words that Fuyu knew would haunt him for the remainder of his life. "Kill me." The boy stared at the man, unable to reply. He was astonished that such a request would be made. "Kill me, now." The First's tone changed from sadness to anger; his voice became a harsh scream, yet the previous tears that were shed still left an impression on his voice.
Fuyu hadn't known what to do. Slowly he tested his movement, and took note that he had regained the ability. He extended his arm, and took hold of the hilt of the renowned blade of which his mentor was known for wielding. The boy's face had gone pale; sweat was running down every part of his body, and his eyes were unblinking. It hurt him extremely to even consider the prospect of following through, but they were his mentor's orders. With The First's head still bowed, his face parallel to the ground, Fuyu dropped the blade upon the man in a guillotine-like fashion, cleanly cutting off his head. In this very moment, the boy burst into tears.