Days passed slowly, the world which had been overtaken by shock slowly started to move on, the event was remembered and then… life just moved.
People slowly but surely put the matter at the back of their minds, it was a tragedy, but it didn't have much of an effect on most peoples daily lives, on the civillains it was just a scary bed time story to tell to their children, to most of them who never traveled further than a different city inside their nation and even that was rare, the story of the destruction of a far away land was just not something important or something that even felt real.
Even the legendary tailed beasts were treated more like myth than reality to most of them, they were just stories to them, unless one lived in one of the great shinobi villages, even shinobi themselves weren't seen as much.
Far away on the land of the moon, a small island that didn't have even a single shinobi, an isolated part of the world that no one visited, with a small population of only eight hundred civillians, two people were conversing.
Inside a hidden cave in this land, in a room made up of precise gray stone slabs, a table inbetween them and both of them seated on high backed stone chairs that resembled thrones.
On the left far end of the table was Kazuo, his back leaned against the chair, one leg over the other, his fingers intercrossed as he looked at the other person.
On the other side was a man with sleek white hair and wearing a crossed out mist village bandana.
Mangetsu Hozuki, a former hidden mist high jonin, and now… a part of something much more clandestine.
On the table infront of him was a single long great sword. The Executioners blade, one of the seven hidden mist's legendary weapons.
"When you told me joinin would grant me a reward, I didn't expect it to be something of this caliber, though I am not complaining." Mangetsu said with a smirk as he grabbed the blade with one hand and tried to lift it, it didn't budge.
For a second nothing happened and then the arm that he had extended bulged as muscles quickly formed, it was a shocking sight, the slim arm was turning into one that was defined with muscle and in the next moment, Mangetsu lifted the sword easily.
"The Hozuki clan water techniques truly are impressive." Kazuo said off handedly as he looked at the transformation for a brief moment with interest before growing bored of it already and gazing up at Mangetsu's purple eyes.
"It's just the start, you're the first member I've officially recruited to be part of the main roster, the current missions for you will mainly be bounty hunting random ninjas for ryo, don't go and try any ones that might even be slightly hard or have any risk involved and keep your face and everything as hidden as possible, I don't want the current shinobi world to know of our existence just yet atleast not for a few years." Kazuo said as he lifted his hand, tacking the table with his finger.
"Right! Will do boss." Mangetsu replied with a nod.
"I'll be able to find the Samehada soon, and the rest of the mist weapons… well I'll see what I can do to gather them, there's also a few more members that I plan on recruiting but I still havn't found their locations. Keep an eye out for a certain cult, called the Cult of Jashin." Kazuo said as he slowly got up from his chair.
"Sure, that would be greatly appreciated boss, I can't wait. And, I'll try to find any info on the cult you mentioned." Mangetsu replied, though his gaze was still focused on the executioner blade in his hands, his eyes clearly shining.
Looking at the shinobi before him, Kazuo felt slightly pleased with himself.
Mangetsu Hozuki was a prodigy of the Hozuki clan, no it would be better to call him a prodigy of the entire hidden mist village. He was a shinobi who could wield all seven of the legendary mist weapons aswell as had the best control over the Hozuki hidden techniques, better than what anyone had been able to accomplish in centuries.
'Now then… next is Hidan after which its that guy creating the zero tails at the sky village and some others… But the sky village is a must… a flying base which I can relocate whenever I want… that… that is something priceless.' Kazuo thought to himself as he walked, his metallic armor rattling with each step as he arrived at the door and then stopped for a moment before gazing behind him.
"Train aswell… Y'know the rules of this organisation already, if you fall off and someone gets better than you… well they can just kill you." Kazuo said off handedly before turning and continuing outside, shutting the door behind him with a clear clacking sound.
Inside the room, Mangetsu froze for a moment before releasing a soft chuckle.
"Man that guy is intense, crazy bastard. Where did I go wrong to end up as that psychos underling… ah who cares, I get new toys!" Mangetsu muttered as he shook his head, already going back to his own devices.
Not realising how psychotic he, himself was.
Walking down a long winded stone hallway towards the exit, Kazuo's mind was already elsewhere, far removed from his conversation with Mangetsu.
Whilst Mangetsu was his first official member, that wasn't the case.
His first members were the Hyuga Clan, after receiving another report from his wife, he had employed a new plan.
Handing off paper slips imbued with certain genjutsu techniques that would create an area of effect genjutsu in certain rooms whilst at the same time acting and looking like they were simply seals to stop dojutsu from peeking inside and then making her gather the hidden meetings in those rooms, Kazuo had managed to advance his plans much more quickly.
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