Well, seems I'm updating this story.
I apologize if I made you wait for this to be updated and for how short this chapter is. Now before we get begin
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Kimimaro's eyes opened slowly as he let out a groan as he sat up straight. He felt terrible, but that was the price his bodies abilities had on him.
The way he fought may have been similar to his previous abilities in his past life but they are much more taxing on his body than back then.
Kimimaro let out a dry laugh as this was the first time in a long that he ever thought about back then. To the time when he was alive in a much more different world than the one he is currently inhabiting.
It made him think how he even got to this point in his life as he reminisced of his past.
He remembers passing on. . A second time due to being brought back to fight the Ninja Alliance in whatever war he was used in. Afterwards he expected to just pass on to whatever his judgement dictates or even wandering endlessly in the empty void that was possibly limbo.
But no, that didn't happen at all.
The next moment he remember he saw he was in a crib in a very dreary room that was colored grey. He blinked and in the next moment he realized was that he was a child, just about four years of age in the very same dreary room.
He would've explored a bit on how he came to be but someone had come in. Apparently he was in a orphanage that was run by several nuns, the one that came in to get him had apparently locked him up in this room by himself for quite frankly being an eyesore with no purpose to even exist.
In all honesty he hasn't felt this at home in a long time.
Kimimaro was then dragged out, more like he allowed the nun to drag him, of the room he was in and was then forced to clean the orphanage along with other children. Many of the other kids mostly stayed away from him for reasons he really didn't understand nor cared about.
Was it because he was a loner, that he was far more mature than the others, or that he constantly had a face that said 'I don't care'. Possibly all of the above but again, he didn't care.
So for the next few weeks Kimimaro stayed in that hellhole of an orphanage as he snuck out at night to gather information of where he was.
During those weeks he learned the world he was on was called Remnant along with the four kingdoms that were part of it. He also learned of Dust, Aura, Grim, Huntsmen, the technology that was far superior to his own world to its electronics and weaponry. So many things he learned during those few weeks and yet he felt like he hasn't hit bottom of the barrel just yet.
Along with gaining knowledge those few weeks he was constantly abused by the nuns who ran the orphanage as they used the donations that came in at random interval to satisfy their greedy desires while many of the children starved in the poor conditions they were raised in.
In all honestly the place was slightly better than his cave that he was kept in for most of his childhood. Slightly better, back then he was at least fed at certain intervals.
It was only when he figured he had no more use for the orphanage that he attempted to leave. The Nuns wouldn't have that.
They tried to beat him into submission, thinking he still had no access to aura but unbeknownst to them he unlocked it quite some time ago.
At that time he didn't know he could form his bones so he relied on muscle memory to fight. Taking down each nun with no problem whatsoever as he mercilessly killed them without hesitation.
As the last nun fell he went into the main office and took all the donations they had received to use for his own gains. As he exited the office he was face to face to the sight of the entire entire orphanage of children looking at him excitidly, like he would bring them salvation.
In a way he did give them salvation from their horrid lives as he did the most merciful thing he has ever done in his life.
He killed them all.
Some may say that it was horrible that he did that but to be honest he only had enough money to last him two months by himself. Supporting an entire orphanage would take all that money away in an instant. That along with the fact none of these children would survive out in the cruel world was really the best and most merciful thing he ever done.
Especially the sense of danger he has been feeling during that first month in that decrepit city after leaving the orphanage. He had to constantly fight people older than him just to keep his belongings, which consisted of the clothes on his back and the little money he had in his pockets. None of those kids would've survived out here.
His semblance manifested itself one day when he stole food from a street vendor, only for the vendor to catch him. Apparently the vendor was a war veteran, or something along those lines, whose reflexes were still sharp enough to catch him. The man began to publicly beat him along with the other vendors who realized it was the kid that was stealing their wares. As he lay on the ground being kicked upon he wondered why he was reborn if his only reason was to be of use and that person was not here with him so what was the point.
He hated this feeling of uncertainty, this feeling of being loss, he hated it. He hated it, he hated being reborn, he hated the cruel life that was given to him, he hated the people looking down on him. He wants them to feel his hate.
His body responded to his hate as his semblance manifested right there, impaling one of the vendor's feet that came down on him. It was quite a surprise to see his semblance was nearly similar to his Kekkei Genkai, Shikotsumyaku, which allowed him to control the building and breaking down of bone tissue as well as absolute control of calcium in his bones.
He still remembered how the bystanders reacted in shock and horror as a child slaughtered the vendors. Including a veteran that in their own right with aura should've taken down a child. The veteran at the time could've but the surprise of seeing him slaughter others left him somewhat shocked that he did decided to put an end to this, it was already over for him. What most people seem to just ignore is that while aura protects their bodies, it can't protect their insides. So when he grabbed the veteran's face he shot a bone blade through the man's mouth and out the back of his head.
He heard guards coming to see what the commotion was so he ripped the clothes off the veteran's body and used it as a sack to carry as much food from each stall it could carry before running off. He ate well for the next few weeks, even if he had to relocate to another city by stowing away in an airship.
Kimimaro stopped reminiscing as he got up and stretched to sooth his cramping muscles. In his past life he had no repercussions when it came to using his abilities, other than worsening his health at the end of his life. Now though he was quite limited in his abilities, while his bones are still stronger than tempered steel they draw upon his aura supply as well as his body's nutrition. So instead of regaining calcium in his body when his bone weapons and spikes reabsorb into his skin, only a quarter of the amount is returned to him.
So in summary he is using most of his aura constantly in a fight along with him suffering from a calcium deficiency afterwards.
Once he stopped stretching he went over to the side where some of his things are hidden away behind a small bone pillar. He reached around the pillar and grabbed a large calcium pill bottle. Kimimaro shook the pill bottle and frown when he heard only few pills shaking inside the bottle, he would need to go out and get more. He opened the bottle and grabbed a handful of calcium pills before stuffing them in his mouth.
Chewing the pills as he placed the cap back on the pill bottle before putting bottle back behind the pillar and grabbing a glass bottle full of milk. He downed the entire bottle's content along with the pills.
After drinking the entire contents with a sigh he tossed the bottle off to the side as it shattered amongst the other bottles that accumulated off the side. Kimimaro walked back towards the center of his home and sat down in front of the water's edge of the oasis.
Kimimaro picked up the fishing rod that had been knocked over from the fight and cast a line out. As he watched the fish in the pond swim around the line he remembered back when he first found this place.
It was about a year or so when he decided to just leave the kingdom's boundaries and head out into the desert. The reason he left was because it was becoming too much of a hassle to get food now that authorities came aware of his actions and have been getting close to catching him. It was getting to the point that they actually hired a team of huntsman in training from Shade Academy to catch him.
He rewarded their efforts by breaking their trainee's bones. Which in turn caused the academy to begin a manhunt, one of which he realized he won't be able to win against the entire student body and faculty. So the best course of action was to leave the safety of the kingdom and find shelter elsewhere.
It was about a week of traversing the desert with the sun beating down on his barely clothed body. He had ran out of food and had little water left and figured he was going to die here in the sand.
The irony of his possible third death being similar to his first when he passed away fighting that sand ninja was not lost to him.
When felt everything about to end he looked ahead and saw a single palm tree. He had scoffed and figured it to be a mirage and continued to trudge on, walking straight towards the single palm tree. The thought of it being a mirage ended when he suddenly fell straight down into a pool of water.
He pulled himself out of the water and realized he wasn't hallucinating, he found a miniature oasis that had not been discovered. He dunked his head in the water, gulping down as much as he could before noticing the fish in water. He fashioned the fishing rod from the wood of the palm tree and the line from the cloth of his clothes.
After staying in that location for some time he began to realize that there was no reason to return to civilization. He had enough calcium pills, that he stole, to last him some time before having to get more. The fish could easily replenish and he could easily fast for between meals to keep from overeating not to mention he now had a decent supply of water in front of him.
He has no reason as well to return, what was the point. He felt no need to fight their fights, to follow their ways to live. He had no ambition for those things, none whatsoever.
So he decided to make this place his home. It took some time to make this place his home, it took him three weeks to create the forest of bones that surrounded him. In his past he could've easily done this in a matter of seconds, but not here. Here he had to constantly replenish his supply of calcium by eating so many calcium pills that he actually forgone any consumption of anything calcium related for the next few days after he finished.
Kimimaro blinked as he was pulled from his thoughts once more when he noticed his line gotten a bite. He grabbed the fishing rod and reeled back with a tug as the fish was sent flying out of the water. He caught the fish before it fell on the ground as he began preparing to eat it.
Kimimaro sighed as he decided to head out after eating to head to the nearest city to replenish his supplies. All he took with him was an empty bag and cloak to cover his body from the heat of the desert.
He made his way out of the forest of bones he made and stepped outside for the second time since his self imposed exile. He looked at the position of the sun and found his heading as he began walking in the direction of the closest city.
Behind Kimimaro the entrance to his home sealed off as he didn't want anyone to intrude his home while he was away.
Kimimaro walked in silence as this trip is going to take awhile.
The sun was slowly receding across the horizon as night was soon to fall. The air was filled with the sounds of whirling blades as six bullheads flew across the night sky. All of them heading towards one location via their boss' orders.
The bullheads all had the insignia of Atlas' military. They had received orders to take control of an oddity in the desert that was deemed too dangerous to exist. As they descended upon the target they got the full view of the rumored bone forest.
The bullheads set down a few kilometers away from the bone forest as soldiers began piling out of the bullheads and began making their way towards it. Once they began gotten near they began to walk carefully around the entire structure for a way in.
After circling the entire outside of the forest and found no entry point their commanding officer radioed back for a go ahead to go loud. After a moment they received their confirmation and began preparing explosives in three sides of the bone forest.
The soldiers moved back and waited for a moment before detonating the explosions as entrances were made as soldiers began rushing in. The soldiers face no resistance as they soon found the place completely deserted.
After making sure there are no surprises around the commanding officer radioed in on the situation. While this was happening a few soldiers came across Kimimaro's belongings and showed them to their commander. The commander examined the belongings and saw there was nothing of importance and informed them to just get rid of it.
Their orders came as the commander ordered his men to set up explosions at every support point and to bring this place down piece so they can secure the water source here. It also seems the criminal they were hunting has fled, best to rid whatever hideout this criminal could come back to.
Once all of the soldiers were outside of the forest the commander gave the command as an entire side of the forest came crumbling down as it opened up the inside to the world. Soon the soldiers began taking back viable pieces of these bones to be examined back at base as they reentered their Bullheads to return later with their equipment to secure this water source.
Seems the General had gotten bad information from whoever told them about the person supposedly living here. It seems they didn't care much for it at all if they had abandoned it like this.
Well that's all I have, I hoped you all enjoyed this small chapter and I'll see you all. . . Well, I see you all eventually again.
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