Our home was small, and it creaked from age and ware. We lived far outside any village, far from other people. We had a garden for food and mother was a seamstress, her pay providing everything else we may have needed. I would wonder our home and garden. Gliding my hand along the walls, knowing where I was from the sound of my steps. Mother had fenced the yard in, so I could safely go outside and would not wander too far. I loved to work in our garden, I would water the plants and pull weeds. I liked being outside, It wasn't so lonely there. Mother would come home late, but she was always so cheerful. A smile on her face despite being exhausted. I love my mother, she protects me, and cares for me, and never makes me feel incapable.
I am blind in a shinobi world. A world of violence, and anger, murder and rape. This world is unforgiving but in my yard, in my home, I was safe. But my sanctuary did not last long, far too soon, I was alone and vulnerable to the shinobi world. I hear the voices of people and know who they are through their words, I can smell them well, the complex mix of elements that were unique to each person. Mother smelt like cotton, soap, and mint. A scent that calmed me when I was frightened and comforted me when I was sad.
I am an Omoikane, A name passed to me from my father. A man I never met, but have heard countless stories about. We were once a numerous clan that was prosperous and peaceful. However, the clan dwindled down to just me. I am the sole member of the Omoikane clan. I am seen as a rare jewel, a treasure, a tool. I can be used for greatness or destruction. My ability is a curse that killed my clan and will die with me.
I am cursed with the ability to foretell the future.
Omoikane can foresee the future but at the cost of their vision. I can see the world only through my visions. I cannot see in front of me but I can see where I need to go. Precognition is not perfect, the future shifts all the time. I cannot promise anything, but I can be a guide.
I told Orochimaru this upon our first meeting. He was happy to have me, a useful tool for his ambitions. A promise was made between us, a deal. He would keep me safe, fed, and in good health, in exchange for my visions. I know he has evil intentions for me, I could smell it on him. Anger, vengeance, greed. Being near him makes me feel uneasy. But if I am to live I need to be safe I need a strong protector.
The Kusagakure Hideout became my semi-permanent home. I moved around when Orochimaru needed me to, but this hideout was been I spent most of my time. I had a room to myself, with a bed, desk, and bookshelf. The air was stuffy from being underground and without proper air circulation, But this was a safe place for me. I was allowed to go where I pleased, so long I never interfered with Orochimaru's work. The hideout was big, with many halls that curved in all directions, like the body of a snake. I spent a few months exploring the rooms and memorizing the halls. I knew where the kitchen was and the bathroom. I knew where the training room was and where kabutos room was. I knew where Orochimaru slept and where he worked. I was summoned before Orochimaru not long after I met him, And my work began.
He used me for many purposes. I found locations he could make other hideouts at, places to keep experiments and test subjects. I found him many subordinates, those willing to follow Orochimaru to their deaths. those desperate enough to do Orochimaru's bidding. But most importantly I found him his subjects. I located candidates for his experimentation, people he would find more resilient, those who would survive long enough to be of good use. These people were kidnapped and taken to be Orochimaru's lab rats. It was no secret among them either. They knew who I was, and they know I am the reason they are trapped and tortured. Treated like animals, I am the reason they were stripped of humanity.
as time progressed, I was ordered to watch over the future, and to warn Orochimaru of anything that would interfere with his work. Thus I foresaw Orochimaru's current body's rejection, His time limit to find a new host. I told Kabuto to study stronger medicine to help Orochimaru's body live long enough to change into his new vessel. He began right away, he would spend most of his time in his lab, and would come to me to find new subjects for testing. When Orochimaru wanted to obtain Sasuke, I told him who to send. I warned him of their deaths as well.
When Orochimaru and Kabuto were to invade Konoha, I was moved to the Eastern Hideout. A place that smells damp and moldy.