-- death is inevitable;;

[Red]

"Live by the sword."

Yeah, that's what I go by. I don't believe in nun' of that shit those pesky ninja's use. I believe that a simple katana could defeat a ninja with an arsenal of jutsu. They're always thinking there better then us, even though they caused so many complications between everyone; for example all the wars we've been in.

There just a buncha' scum that run around shooting fireballs from their mouths and causing more trouble then needed. Funny thing is, I can use chakra twice as good as them I bet; they definitely don't even rank up with me in my sword fighting abilities.

You can say I'm hating on them, but truthfully I'm not. My master aught me the way of the sword, and told me stories of those vermin; stories of how they raided my town and killed off my parents. Now you know why I am simply disgusted by ninja, they go off killing civilians for no apparent reason, destroying shit because they think there cool, starting wars and the like.

But, I have gained an arsenal of abilities to kill someone like them. My master taught me how to use a sword to it's greatest expectations, hand-to-hand combat, and even that trickery you ninjas are all proud of. Yeah, that's right he explained to me the works and like of chakra, as well as how to control it.

Even though it took me eleven years to get good at everything I've learned so far, but my master has been acting weird lately, have I surpassed him? While I was younger, me and master would go on missions. We'd usually help out people in town, I mean we did need money to survive in this place. Sometimes we'd get paper slipped under our doors with the name of somebody, which usually meant he needed to get assassinated.

Those types weren't too common, but I'm pretty good at stealth and the likes after all the practice. Oh, yeah, one thing that really pissed me off is when those fuckin' ninja invaded my town. Instead of fighting, my master told me to run away and save myself for a better time. I prayed for him to be alright, but unfortunately when I came back the following day to scout what happened, his body had been found with burn and cut marks.

Good luck you fuckin' idiots, pay backs a bitch!!

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Name: Call me Sōjiro, don't have a surname really.
Age: Seventeen years young!!
Weight: One hundred seventy three pounds of pure muscle.
Height: Six foot exactly.
Rank: Chunin-level.
Village: Kirigakure no Sato
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