The distopian city bore a black sky,
With heavy rains that came from the high.
The lonely tall tower stood under the thundering clouds,
In a land that -- in pain cires aloud.
The Rooms underground and unaware,
of the world talking a tone to the village not so rare.
In one of the room did we find, him uncovering his guise.
now wiping his body -- clean and tidy.
Finally getting his seat not very comfy nor nice.
Kuro sits on the rocking chair.
*Creak**Creak* rocked the chair, while Kuro dived deep into his thoughts revisiting his last moments with his mother.
1 Month ago,
Back in the house in the deep slums-
"My son, before I leave you all alone in the world, there is something you must know." Said the woman weakly in the brink of her death.
"Yes Mother, I am listening.", said the 10 year old boy, who had accepted the undeniable outcome for a 10 year old.
*giggle* "My baby boy, this is what makes you different from regular people"
Said his mother proudly.
"In time, you will come to realise...", she continued, "...that this is not just a quality of yours, but an important variable that will define your destiny. I can see that wherever you go and however you decide to live, your presence in this world will be known to different people and they will come in search of you. I believe there to be an inevitable day in your life when you will change the world - my son.", said the mother with her soul almost part from her. *cough* "Promise me two things son..., the change that you will bring to this world should foremost affect this Land before it does any other Land, and that this change will bring a day when no mother will have to die seeing their child alone in this bloody Land, and that is my only wish", said the woman, choosing her words wisely.
"I promise mother", replied the 10 year old boy who listened to his mother calmly without any interference.
"Good, and remember -- live your life in disguise for this world will see you for those silver hair and crimson eyes and not as who you are." *cough* *cough* coughed the woman as she gave her son the final tip
"I-I understand mother" said Kuro with a hesitation of not ready to lose her in his voice.
"I love you son, I love you with all my life..." Slowly with her fading sounds, faded away her life aswell.
/Will he be Okay..? I guess he will be fine, after all he is from the veins of that man and me/
"Mom?" *sobbing* "please say something, a little longer -- I am not complaining, just a little longer, stay with me a little longer!" Cried kuro, with his heart writhing in pain, not for losing the last of his rein -- but for losing his only gain, in this world full of pain.
That day, this world had lost just a woman.
But as for the Village of Rain. It was not just a loss of life but a loss of a kunoichi the Land had long forgotten. But that is a story for another day.
Waking him from his thoughts -- his instincts all of a sudden in killing mode, with his hands summoning a kunai from the scroll on his long brace and striking the figure right infront of him.
*Whooooshhhh* - the figure disappeared as if it was just a mere reflection made from a fog.
"Nice instincts", the room echoed with a man's voice nowhere to be seen.
"Who are you!?", shouted Kuro.
"Who am I? Not someone interesting, not as much as you" echoed.
*Wheeeeeshhh* - A figure appeared infront of Kuro -- A man clad in black -- with a hoody connected to a long robe with a pattern of red clouds.
--"I finally found you!"