Prologue: The Worthy
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Summary; Doujutsu are powerful eye techniques, millennia ago, before the thousands of years before the time of the sage of the six paths, and the supposed first bloodline limit, there were a race of people who were selected by the king of spirits himself, all who were chosen to receive the 'Seishingan'. This is the Doujutsu from which all other limits were derived. Those who held the power of the 'Seishingan' were known as Shamans, mere mortals blessed with more power than several kage level ninjas in this modern age…
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Doujutsu are powerful things and not to be trifled with. The Sharingan: the ability to control tailed beasts and copy jutsu. The Byakugan: the ability to see chakra points and cut off chakra flow. The Rinnegan: the beginning of ninjutsu and genjutsu. And the Seishingan: the ability to see and fuse with the spirits of both the living and dead…
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Hao Asakura, had completed his Ying-Yang jutsu, the mastery of the five elements of nature (fire, metal, wood, earth, water). This prevented his permanent death as he could now control the circumstances of his stay in the afterlife. He was able to gain the ability to control his soul using the ritual of the Shinigami, one of the greatest and most esoteric of Spirit arts, an old name for the god of the underworld. Though the Shinigami could only be reached by getting past the seventy five Lords of Hell, succeeding in making a contract with him gives one the ability to resurrect themselves or walk the 'Path Less Chosen' that of a gaurdian spirit at will. The fact that Hao was able to perform this act as a living human being is a testament to his power, given that not even the nine tailed demons of lore can reach the Shinigami.
After his third trip to hell, courtesy of his twin Yoh Asakura, his contract expirred. He decided that by becoming a guardian, watching and waiting as the world around him changes, the lighter side of human nature could once again be seen, to show himself when he found one who would be worthy of his teachings…
…100,000 years Later…
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There lived a great demon fox with nine tails. And he was so powerful that whenever he shook those tails, landslides and tsunamis would result. The suffering people gathered the great shinobi clans to fight this menace. Finally, risking his life, one ninja was able to imprison its soul.
Having defeated the demon, the brave shinobi died. That shinobi was the Yondaime Hokage, the champion of the Village Hidden in the Leaves.
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…4 Years After…
I ran through the village, away from the angry ninja chasing me. 'Why? I didn't do anything too bad, I mean all I did was dye all the Sandaime's robes bright pink, I don't see why everyone's so angry.' The sun slowly set and I used this to my advantage and carefully lost the ninja.
'About time I lost them considering they've been chasing me all day!' I looked at my surroundings and scowled. A small ball of flame appearing momentarily behind him, seemingly connected with his irritation. 'Why me? My apartment building is on the other side of the village!' Being so lost in thought, I didn't notice that there was someone else on the street until I walked right into him.
I was immediately snapped out of my thoughts. "Sorry, sir!"
The man looked at me, his once compassionate eyes turning into ones of pure hate. "You." He hissed.
I made the mistake of stepping back.
"Is the little demon afraid?" The man smiled evilly.
I stepped back again and realized my mistake too late; I had backed myself into an alley. "No." I said, my eyes wide with horror. "No!"
The man's smile widened. "Yes." He hissed as he pulled out kunai and shuriken and attacking me.
"KuKuKuKu… Fools, it seems that one is worthy…" The wind seemed to whisper, as it twisted around the unforgivable act.
The cuts were made long and deep and were all over me, the most serious wound was across my stomach, if it had gone any deeper it would've gutted me.
The newly risen moon glinted of a piece of metal strapped to the mans arm…
'A Hiate-ate' I mentally panicked, if he was a ninja…
He started a string of hand seals, "Grand Fireball Technique!" he exclaimed as a fire ball twice my size flew at me.
The man laughed as he started to exit the alley, leaving me to die, or so he thought. Just before the flame connected with my abused body, a small wall of flame blocked it.
'Why? Why do all the villagers always attack me?' My vision blurred into nine colors: white, grey, black, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and, purple. 'Am I going to die?!' I thought desperately as my vision cleared.
'What's going on?' I thought, scared as I noticed a semi-transparent teenaged boy kneeling next to me, a concerned look on his face.
The boy had dark brown eyes and brown hair that reached down to the back of his knees and two bangs at the side of his face, a large red earring with a white 5 pointed star on a black background was worn on each ear. He wasn't wearing a shirt, but a white Haori and dark green and brown trousers. He also wore large brown fingerless gloves with a red trim, metal plates over the knuckles and the same star design on, that was on his earrings.
I stared at the boy in shock. "W-who are you?"
The boy looked down at me, and smiled. "Naruto-kun? Are you okay?"
"Who are you?!" I screamed, scared.
He stood up and chuckled at me. "Hao, Hao Asakura." He said, as a giant red creature with white lines running across its body, in a whirl of fire appeared behind Hao.