Board Thread:Konoha Logs/@comment-30271674-20161206135817

It was early in the morning and Ieyasu was already outside ready to do more training. He sat on a bench in the War Memorial, a place he frequently hung around even if not training or studying new techniques/jutsu. The scroll he was reading held a great deal of Earth techniques, a nature type of Ieyasu's that he had been trying to improve on to make his Akimichi hiden more effective; lethal.

His eyes could often be seen wandering off, those envious green eyes of his failing to concentrate. Yesterday, Keldran came back to the village. It's strange how you can go from idolizing someone, to wanting to protect them, to becoming indifferent, and all the way to hating them. Just thinking about the man set Ieyasu in a foul mood, another person on the list of those who have wronged him. Now? Ieyasu was all alone, or so he felt.

"I'll get them all..."

Ieyasu whispered to himself before closing the scroll and getting up. He walked along a narrow pathway between the many headstones and the great monuments to signify those lost in prior wars or even just simple battles. His path took him out from the memorial into the forest, he simply lost himself purposely as he wandered between the trees and looked upon the silent beauty of just one among the countless forests that were around the Leaf.

He settled a little ways along his trek, a very small clearing that provided a decent space for Ieyasu as he looked around. One last look was all he needed at the scroll he had before pocketing in his jacket before rolling up the sleeves and looking at his arms. Ieyasu let out a deep breath and began to accumulate his chakra. 