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The White Eyed Guardian

Power was supposed to be use to protect. To help and prevent. But once it's very core belief was twisted by Greed. It will be bloody in any form or era.

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Caged Like a Bird

Dying isn't the most scary part of living. Rather it's having regret of not having to die for that one purpose you truly believe in.

I was like a lot of us. A man trapped in a rat race, but I was once a free spirited young man who believe that I was unique and chosen for greatness.

The reality is that we are just all a rat trapped in a specified goal that was created by those at the very top.

Who are we all kidding? Those are just a wandering thought of a mindless work man longing for freedom, power and authority.

"Yes, child... Only in death you have known what you truly all are," a kind age voice said. "What took you so long? I have already contemplated the true purpose of life," I said.

"Then we will proceed with our agenda now," the darkness around me warped into a blurred visions of events. "You see... there are so many worlds out there and I wish to give you another chance."

I stare at the blurred scenes of worlds in front of me or so I tried to make effort to understand.

"I would love to have that opportunity," I replied. "Then I would give you that chance, you won't get anything from me except for this chance," I nodded.

"It's already a great gift to be given another chance again I don't need such wishes," the voice laugh kindly in delight from my words. Slowly my hands started to disperse into dust.

"Farewell Child..." I close my eyes and accepted this another chance.

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"Fuck..." I sighed in depression.

It's rather hard for me to live in this new life of mine. I have known that starting a new life in another world is a headache but reincarnating in the world of bloody ninjas that spit fire and scarlet cursed eyes that have hormonal imbalance when they grow up.

I'm very, very depressed by this kind of life.

It would be a dream for those scumbags but being hit by reality again makes me groan in protest every time.

I was reincarnated as a branch Hyuga Clan Member, before the shinobi village establishment era. Now, we are in Clan War Era.

I am one of those caged bird members. A Pitiful cannon fooder but not one of the worst kind of. I have an eye that can see farther.

I'm only 6 years old this time and living better than those child from modern era from my perspective. A man in a child's body.

Ijiro Hyuga is my name, with no parents to cling onto as they died against the uchiha.

What am I currently doing now?

I'm meditating...

I'm always bothered by the higher power that seems to be always present. Even in my previous world. Everything seems to flow naturally, even history will always repeat itself against the guide of the historians and wise men.

What do I wish to accomplish in doing this?

Connect with my Chakra... More so with my Life Aura.

Chakra is made by combination of Life Aura and Mind's Eye. That's why eyes is heavily emphasized by this world. Those in higher ladder of power have unique eyes or bloodline that came from those eye bearers.

Mind's Eye, is the control and the Solar Plexus is the container with all remaining integral parts of Chakra Points being the producers that heavily partains the elements.

That's my idea peeps. I don't know why these bloody war mongers didn't bother to learn the internal parts beside powering jutsus and killing techniques.

Enough bragging...

Then my reason on searching for my Life Force?

Easy...

I hate ninjas. I oppose their very nature. I have been a worker all my life and just being a man that dedicate himself for being a tool for others to use will live me a bad after taste.

I'm already hearing about a child prodigy of Uchiha. But him being Madara isn't Farfetch. So being Konoha lapdog isn't far away.

I wish to be strong enough that even this Cage won't bother me if I don't want to. The answer is the Life Force.

Being a conscious man, I'm uncomfortable with the feeling of lingering cold patch in front of my head. It's like a dark eye patch heavily restricting me.

But being also an aged man. I know it's one of the safety measures. Being a Hyuga is dangerous as our eyes are easily transplanted not like the Sharingan that can only be shared in close family or gifted to consume ones potential successors.

Byakugan can be used by anyone and everyone if they have one. Terrifying right? the very reason why the caged bird seal was created was to control the branch Byakugan being a loot for enemies.

I don't really wanted to become a ninja or even a samurai. I just want to become powerful to protect those I wish to keep. This clan, is what I only have currently. I'm deeply indept to my family. Even if Hyuga Clan look like a stoic type of people but they all deeply care amongs ourselves.

It's in our very nature. That's why our arts is heavily based on soft palm and defense. To ward off attacks and safeguard our people.

Unedited Work: Those unlucky few to passby, please give me a though. Thank you.

A whimsical work... BTW.

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