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The afternoon was strangely calm today. On the border between three nations was a massive institution completely devoted to the imprisonment of evil: the Hōzuki Castle. However, what was of particular concern was the man who stood outside of the massive building. Surrounded by little more than small patches of grass, metal and stone, the man adorned in white awaited for another individual to grace his presence. While normally regarded as breaking of conduct, today he was given special permissions to roam the outside of the prison, despite being its Master, although the exact reason wasn't given to him. As a result, the man, identified as Mukūrō, kept his senses on high alert. Even with these precautions active, however, he had a gut feeling that he wouldn't be surprised by the outcome rega

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rdfs:comment	The afternoon was strangely calm today. On the border between three nations was a massive institution completely devoted to the imprisonment of evil: the Hōzuki Castle. However, what was of particular concern was the man who stood outside of the massive building. Surrounded by little more than small patches of grass, metal and stone, the man adorned in white awaited for another individual to grace his presence. While normally regarded as breaking of conduct, today he was given special permissions to roam the outside of the prison, despite being its Master, although the exact reason wasn't given to him. As a result, the man, identified as Mukūrō, kept his senses on high alert. Even with these precautions active, however, he had a gut feeling that he wouldn't be surprised by the outcome rega
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abstract	The afternoon was strangely calm today. On the border between three nations was a massive institution completely devoted to the imprisonment of evil: the Hōzuki Castle. However, what was of particular concern was the man who stood outside of the massive building. Surrounded by little more than small patches of grass, metal and stone, the man adorned in white awaited for another individual to grace his presence. While normally regarded as breaking of conduct, today he was given special permissions to roam the outside of the prison, despite being its Master, although the exact reason wasn't given to him. As a result, the man, identified as Mukūrō, kept his senses on high alert. Even with these precautions active, however, he had a gut feeling that he wouldn't be surprised by the outcome regardless.i A breeze could be felt near the castle. The source of it was a shinobi known as Nerō. He had been sent by the Yakikage, to deliver a message but he figured it was a test of some sorts. Lord Yakikage usually had someone else handle these type of missions. He thought. Nerō was sure that Maketsu wouldnt mind if a little blood was shed on this day, as he did enjoy violence in a way. Upon stopping, a seemingly blast of wind could be felt. He met feet from the man. "I am here to deliver a message." He spoke through his mask plainly. Mukūrō noticed the surprisingly swift arrival of the emissary before him. He appeared to be masked, although Mukūrō didn't particularly care. "A message?" Mukūrō raised his brow, "Who is this from?" Nerō was given strict orders to not tell of his identity. "A friend." He spoke. "A distant friend with great rewards to come." He said, trying to persuade but not showing it within his voice of expression. He waited patiently for the man to respond. "I will not accept messages from unidentified persons. This is a prison run by the jurisdiction of all Shinobi countries. At the very least, I require the village that this message originated from." Mukūrō responded with tact. " It's from someone in Yakigakure. Though I'm not sure they are actually shinobi of the village." He said, lying with ease. "You are truly taking up time for my other deliveries." He said. "Yakigakure..." Mukūrō thought for a moment. "Then speak. What is the message that you hold?" The man then asked of him, clearly suspicious of his true intentions.

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