Chapter 2: Rank
Lophin was the most hopeless case of a ninja you could ever meet. His body could not produce chakra, no matter how hard he tried. He had horrible penmanship and as such had no future in scribing and sealing. Now there are only two categories left, iijutsu and taijutsu. His limbs for some reason assumed an almost fixed state and would adamantly refuse to follow the movements his brain and teachers suggested. It seemed there was no hope for the young pupil. The worst in his class, Lophin was not even in the Academy's sixth year but its second.
One day however, he discovered a guide to iijutsu. He read it and became consumed with its workings, memorizing all the body's statistics. He could even name every substance that was currently in any given person's body. This frightening talent and hobby of Lophin's was only just beginning though. He assumed the role of applying his knowledge, not to a test dummy, but any living thing he could find in the forest. In just a month his obsession possessed him to view the innards of every creature in Konoha's forest, the smells given off by the corpses rank and foul. Even here however he would not stop, he started to eat his unfortunate learning tools; memorizing their taste, touch, smell, and rate of use. His appearance had stayed the same, but people were becoming curious. This newfound loneliness pleased Lophin, as he was normally accustomed to being suffocated by either scowls of disapproval or, more often than not, a plead to bless a child. He was still viewed even now as a divine being. Sadly, this would all be crumbled within one night: a night when he would use the most ghastly demonstration of his medical knowledge yet...