The wind blew the dark-brown shoulder-length hair of the young man, firmly standing atop the head of a large and peculiar reclining buddha statue. Around him were damp crimson soil and barren terrain that stretched as far as the eye can see. The statue's body traced its way to a large body of water, where it's feet dipped in the water. Such an area would not be one which the young man was usually at, as he has endless duties as the Kage of Kirigakure, but he chose it on his own free will. He chose it as a place worth using to defend his honor as a shinobi, honor that a certain man had insulted a few months ago, and he sought to fight till his last breath to redeem himself. Dressed in a blue kimono that outlined his physique, tied with a black ribbon that covered his torso and waist, along