The name's Sayuri, what my last name is, I do not know. I've never known…well maybe I did…once upon a time...back when my parents were alive…back when I had a family…when I wasn't some tool for the Iwagakure…but that was a long time ago…before I knew of sorrow, before I knew of my power…back when it was only music…music was the only thing I had in my life…music and happiness… it seems like it was such a long time ago…in truth…it was only fourteen years...almost…it'll be fourteen on the fifth of December, my eighteenth birthday. But, enough about the past, you'll learn all about that soon enough.
My looks? My hair is blonde, the color of the sun, yet, not as shining and brilliant. I'm slender and around 5' 8"…I'm short, I know... but I live with it, and so shall you. Violet are my eyes, like the night sky, gleaming and mysterious, making my ivory skin glow like the face of the moon.
I'm an artist, but mainly, I sing. Music is the most valuable form of art…art is dying in this world…just as the artists…but sadly yes, I'm of a dying breed…that is my power…my kekkei genkai…I sing enchanting songs like those of the sirens of ancient times. It's genjutsu you see; with a single note I could unhinge the very fabric of their reality, push them to the very limit of their sanity; all they have to do, is listen to the music. My story starts here, in the village of Iwagakure, shortly after the Tsuchikage rescued me…