Board Thread:Konoha Logs/@comment-24937485-20161204213625/@comment-30271674-20161205194258

Keldran Fūma... that name meant many different things to many different people as could be seen when he made his return. Many hated him, others respected him; the Fūma was an object of controversy throughout the whole village. Almost all were quick to leap on and say their piece, their ignorant cries and pleas a cacophonous discourse to be heard even by the dead.

It was all useless as not even one word could be comprehended, even the likeness of Sachi who was but just one voice among countless others.

There was something in Ieyasu's heart that simply told him what was happening as he drew near the commotion at the War Memorial, a place normally of respite for him in his off time. It didn't know if it were true or not, he didn't know himself but not a lot of things could stir such convinced anger and animosity as could be seen now. Ieyasu stood outside of it all for a good minute or so, staring at the backs of everyone while they screamed at Keldran who was working away at the grave of his parents'.

The same thing that told him what lay beyond that crowd was also the same that split into two immediately afterward, wondering on whether or not to even bother and spare the heartache. Long ago he had been working on pushing the thoughts of Keldran out, the first person he cared about and the first to care about him that also left him behind to rot in his personal hell. It was foolish to try, common logic saying that even way back when they last saw each other he wouldn't be gone forever.

Ieyasu just bowed his head before moving into the crowd, with each step where he forcefully moved each and every single person out of his way it also came apparent he was shaking terribly so. He held his mouth shut so tightly that his teeth ached, and his eyes gazed wildly not finding anything to rest upon to ease the emotions that were making him burn up. He continued to walk, even though every inch and fiber of his body was straining to stay in place or simply run away as he began to pick out specific insults that made mention of Keldran.

Standing proudly above it all appeared a large dragon that cried and roared harshly at whatever was happening before it. Maybe Ieyasu finally snapped from the crushing stress he had been bearing on his shoulders this whole time and was now beginning to have vivid hallucinations? Unfortunately for him, this was reality as he reached to the front and caught sight of Keldran tearing the earth apart as he reached for the grave of his parents.

If the Phoenix Guard was still in place and preventing any from simply walking on through, Ieyasu would use the entirety of his strength to try and push past them using his bare hands. Such strength was probably comparable to Keldran's own, although it was probably the only thing about his power that got to that margin. Afterward he'd simply walk up to the grave and hear out Keldran's little grievances before he got up and began to bury it all.

Ieyasu's gaze was fixed, piercing little dots that simply stared at Keldran while maintaining. For a moment his mouth opened up, but all that came out was an unintelligible growl as he couldn't even speak without ultimately breaking his composure. So badly he just wanted to scream out and ask this one man, 'Why did you leave me here? What fucking happened? What kind of a friend are you? I'm sorry. I'm sorry I didn't come to Ame and save you. I deserve this, don't I?'

But just as he tried before the same growl just came out and he just froze there watching as Keldran turned for the Sarutobi. He had an urge to hurt everyone and every little thing right here, but in the presence of the Phoenix Guard and a reborn Keldran more powerful than ever... that urge was compelled and twisted for the need to become more powerful. He didn't understand anything of what he was doing or what was going on around him at this point, it all becoming a blur as it was consumed by an intoxicating and potent anger.