Board Thread:Important Logs/@comment-26510601-20170503220630/@comment-34754862-20170504011720

Myōō was barely conscious as a group of people walked up to him, he couldn’t recognize any of them, he couldn’t even recognize Ieyasu who looked severely different. Myōō literally had no other choice in the matter as he was too weakened to even shake them off or attempt to get away. Not to mention, the way they talked… it seemed like this was a band of bandits who seemed to have money only on their mind. This was a point in which Myōō cursed his timing, not knowing these people they could even attempt to use him for ransom, but it was mostly paranoid thoughts. Myōō knew that anything he did at this point would probably stir a problem. After another individual seemed to have tagged along, he noted the names of two of the individuals. One was named Keru, the other was named Gouda. Myōō had also noted how one of them instantly knew who he was and the status Myōō was recorded under. Myōō would then be picked up by Ieyasu and thrown over his shoulder like a towel. Myōō simply laid there as his eyes were closing due to intense exhaustion. Ieyasu would instantly be able to notice how light Myōō was, something that wasn’t normal, it was like Myōō had become anorexic.

Being thrown over a shoulder Myōō began to drift off into sleep, getting some actual rest was essential as there was not much he could do in his current situation. Once Myōō had fallen asleep he would fall into a deep slumber and would more than likely fall asleep for some time. His mind going dark as from inside a light which produced a projection of his own memories began to ran, this was pretty much a dream. Myōō was literally dreaming of the day he first joined the Fuma clan, a day he will never forget. His body was completely limp on Ieyasu’s shoulder, also it should be noted Myōō had fallen asleep when they started talking about the incident in Sunagakure. Meaning he didn’t hear any of this vital information which could of been important. In his mind he continued to replay the memories of him and his friends, thinking of all the good times he had with them. He wanted to return home above all, the one thing keeping him strong through this entire ordeal being the way of the Fuma, Fuma Strong. While Ieyasu carried him he would be able to hear Myōō say “Fuma strong till the end..” His voice was extremely weak and faint, but loud enough for only Ieyasu to hear.

Myōō was truly in a terrible condition, but hopefully with a bit of rest, and if these goons were kind enough, they would actually feed him something to keep alive. After all they wouldn’t gain a cash prize if they brought a dead body, well they would but the price would be much less then bringing Myōō fully alive. Deep in the mind of Myōō all he could think about was getting home, but he had no idea what awaited for him back in Konoha. After all it was now split into 2 nations Kogakure, and Konohagakure. So a harsh reality would eventually come around once that event had been reached.