Ghen-Lee: The Final Flame
Prologue
The Ninja Way... we serve that way as if it were the only way. The Mokovaru Clan made sure to protect Konohagakure until death. We were loyal, respectful and our pride of the country of Fire and our abilities shone like no other. This immediately led to our best shinobi of the clan to become 12th Hokage and our pride only grew by the intensity. Villagers refer to us as the new upper elite tribe, in similar rank to the Uchiha and Hyuga Clan. However, as much the light shine, darkness will soon shroud it! A demon of pure fire merge into one of our clan members, taking control of his body and mind. Blessed with pure power, possessed with pure insanity; the shinobi demon obliterated 95% of our clan, including our Hokage! But it did not stop there; it continue its wrath until two-fifths of the Land of Fire's population were slaughtered. As a result, the survivors of the attack resent us, the same ones who once respect and love us. Accusing us for the destruction and the pain that could have been prevented, they pilfer through the rubble of their once home determine to finish off the remains of my clan. We Mokovaru survivors escape to the Cave of Despair where we spent months loathing in agony at the destruction. But those months shortened and the villagers of the Hidden Leaf made sure we would not see another day. Killing the remainder of our clan, only I manage to escape, with my grandson in my arms hiding from the world. I plan to keep us a secret from the country forever. They referred to that day as the Hidden Leaf Genocide or the Land of Fire Massacre. How strong we were, how strong they hate, how strong my resentment was to them. They eventually restore their lifestyle and village and carry out to their normal lives... but me? I was left with nothing, my son, my wife, all gone. All that is left is my grandson, and I vow to protect him from any harm. He is my all, he is the final flame to our Clan's name and he will not perish as long as I live. That is the Ninja Way.