When you put together two people who are used to eating the same thing, one who can't decide on what to eat, and another who doesn't care what they eat, the stupidest of arguments form. The merits of which unhealthy food is better than the other were as irrelevant as they were asinine. It all came down to subjective tastes. One, who was unused to having two of the same personalities in his vicinity, ended the argument by proposing a third option. The other indecisive one supported them, and the former delinquents lost, lacking unity.

"This sucks," the two said, looking down on the rice-balls they were munching on.

"Neither of you could choose." Sasuke took another bite from his ball and began chewing it. "So I chose for you."

Sakura nodded as she swallowed some of hers. "You didn't expect us to wait forever for you, right?"

"Of course you'd go along with Sasuke," Naruto muttered.

Anko glanced at the two and smirked. "Oh, so they're like that, huh?" She snickered when their faces turned red.

"They spent an entire month training with each other and Kakashi." He laughed, wiggling his eyebrows. "Come on, you can admit it."

The two stayed silent. Knowing their words would be ignored or misconstrued, they neither affirmed nor denied that statement. It was almost as bad as saying anything, but they couldn't win against them. Both were too flustered as well.

"Aww, look at them."

She ruffled his hair. "You're not any better with that Hyuga girl."

"Tr-Traitor!" He blushed as the two retaliated with their own teasing looks. Shifting his attention to his rice-balls, he ate away his feelings.

"...You know, there's no harm in it: relying on people, breaking down, not knowing what to do, and feeling helpless. It's human."

Naruto finished chewing and swallowed. "I understand where you're going with this, but I just don't like it." He looked down. "All of that almost led me to releasing the Nine-Tails."

"Still, you held it back in the end. I'm sure you can keep it in check." She smiled, albeit sadly.

"That… Wasn't as simple as you guys might think."

"Obviously," Sasuke said. "That likely took everything you had."

Sakura gave him a warm look. "We know you're strong, but you can't do everything alone. We understand you don't want to rely on anyone else. It's just we want to be there to help so nothing like that or what happened in Wave can happen again."

"All of us are here for you, kid." Anko wrapped an arm over his shoulders and pulled him towards her.

His face was a scarlet red. "And I'm grateful." He looked out into the blue sky. "There are just some things I'm gonna have to do alone." His eyes grew somber. "No matter what, you'll care for me, right?"

"What's going on?" She looked at him with concern. "This is the second time you've said that."

"Nothing. I just...need to hear you say it."

Sasuke swallowed his latest bite of rice. "We'll care for you."

"No matter what," Sakura finished.

A wave of relief and happiness enveloped Naruto. "You have no idea how much that means to me." He laughed in joy. "I forgive you guys for making me eat this shitty food."

"It's good!"

He scoffed. "It's trash!"

Anko nodded. "This tastes like nothing." She swallowed a bite and spat on the ground. "May as well be eating cardboard."

"Then why are you eating it?" Sasuke shot them a look.

"Because I'm hungry," they said.

Sakura groaned. "I hope Kakashi-sensei gets back soon."

"You prefer him over me?" Anko asked, eyebrow raised.

"Yes," she and Sasuke said in unison.

She put a hand to her chest, feigning hurt, while her favorite member of Team 7 rolled his eyes at them. "I taught you Mud Wall."

"And I'm grateful, but we already have one super energetic member on this team."

"Keep that up and you'll have none." She leaned over to the jinchuriki and rubbed her cheek against his, making him hum happily.

Sakura twitched and turned to Sasuke, who was doing the same. "I told you!" She pointed at the deliberately exaggerated display of affection. "She's going to take Naruto away!"

"Bye, bye!" He said for added effect.

"Nooo!"

Sasuke choked down a laugh. "Kakashi won't let that happen." He finished off a rice-ball. "I'm not that familiar with our own military structure, but only the Hokage can reassign a jonin, and genin are always supervised in groups of three. We don't have a Hokage right now, so it falls to him."

"Unless one of them makes chunin, right?" Naruto smirked.

"You're still stuck with a team unless you pick one of the more advanced jobs around the village," Anko elaborated, pinching his whiskered cheek. "You can deny field work, but don't expect to make jonin if you do." Her tone grew even more facetious than it usually was. "Only we elite among pathetic fodder are the true independents. Tokubetsu fakers, chunin layabouts, and you adorable little baby genin just live in our shadows."

Sakura narrowed her eyes and smirked. "But that doesn't mean you can take him from us."

"Do you really think they're going to keep someone who took down a Tailed Beast a genin?

"…Oh no." Her smug expression died.

"Oh yes!" She patted the head of the absolutely beaming boy. "He's a shoe-in for jonin, which means he's all mine!"

"B-But don't you need strategy and intelligence to become a jonin?!"

Naruto frowned while Sasuke almost choked on his rice. "Hey!"

"Chunin's that milestone. Tokubetsu Jonin is the conciliation prize to people who are only really good in one specific area, which makes them shit higher-than-average chunin. Real jonin are expected to do missions on their own. Leading teams is almost entirely a choice unless the Hokage insists. You need to be well-rounded and a force all on your own." She grinned at the boy shivering at the prospect of advancement. "Taijutsu good enough to more than match the Hyuga, jonin-level ninjutsu, and stealth skills that let him run away with high-level village secrets: he's jonin."

"Wait." Sasuke cleared his throat. "So, hypothetically, you can be a genin with the abilities of a jonin yet denied promotion because you lack the qualities of a chunin?"

"It happens from time to time. Some people are great foot-soldiers but shitty commanders. Doesn't matter if they can blow up a mountain if they can't run so much as a lemonade stand."

Sakura swallowed a bite of her rice-balls and raised an eyebrow. "Doesn't that make Naruto one?"

Anko patted his head to soothe his anger. "Analytics, tactics, and ingenuity." She lifted a finger with her free hand. "He saw through the Gentle Fist and the Inuzuka techniques." She lifted another. "He provoked his opponents off-balance and to see their full combat abilities." One last joined the other two. "That trick he pulled with the Hyuga's fingers, use of Ninjutsu to create an opening, and all the rest technically fall into that category.

"Where… Where does that leave us?"

"Your match was short." She turned to the Uchiha. "And your match got interrupted. We wouldn't normally count preliminary matches, but this exam doesn't leave us with much to work with."

"Should you even be telling us this?" She flinched as her other uncertain teammate shot her a look.

The proctor grinned. "Probably not; I'll stop."

"All three of us have a good chance of being promoted to chunin, Shikamaru off tactics alone has the greatest chance, and Shino might have one." Sasuke smirked at her 'innocent' whistling.

Sakura jumped from her bench seat. "Yes!" She sat back down, cheeks growing pink at prying eyes. "I'm sick of shoveling dog shit."

"We all are," Naruto said.

Anko laughed. "Since you're all sure you're chunin or above, which was worse? The Academy or being genin?"

They parted their lips, paused, and stroked their chins. It was a very good question. Both were terrible experiences in some ways and even worse in others. While they almost died, they learned valuable life lessons. It seemed far better of an education than the former, but the latter also included literal chores. Many seasoned ninja faced the same conundrum.

"Honestly, they were both fucking terrible."

Sasuke sighed. "The Academy. At the very least, we actually did things you could talk about as genin."

"Being genin for me." Sakura groaned. "I actually miss learning things in the Academy, even though they didn't really help."

Anko nodded. "I figured as much from the three of you." She rubbed her cheek against Naruto's again. "I'll never let them keep you a miserable baby genin." She leered at the twitching girl. "Anko-sensei's going to make you into a jonin man."

"Kakaaashiii-senseeei, where are you?!"

"He's indisposed." A silver-haired man in an odd getup only two of them really recognized walked over. "You weren't at that ramen shop or Anko's favorite dango shop." He laughed. "Strange to see y–" Blue eyes flickering red caught his.

Sasuke raised an eyebrow at him. "Who are you?"

"Ah fuck," the former delinquents said.

"Who am I?" He began bouncing on one foot. "We–" A kunai, a shuriken, and even a rice-ball from them made him stop to drop below the projectiles. "Okay, okay! You hate the entrance."

"You know him?" Sakura asked.

Anko sighed. "He's Jiraiya of the Sannin."

"Pervy Sage," Naruto reiterated.

"That Jiraiya?!"

All three focused on her. "Yes."

"Why does a member of the Sannin want to talk to you two?" Sasuke asked, brow furrowed in disbelief. "And what happened to Kakashi?"

Jiraiya frowned. "Well, you might be down a sensei for a while."

"Those guys in the shop turned out to be super strong, didn't they?" Naruto clucked his tongue.

Sakura's eyes widened. "Is he okay?!"

"He's in a coma or so I've heard on my way to find you." Jiraiya looked to his surprised adopted niece. "Someone needs to watch the Uchiha here in case of Orochimaru, and I've been given a mission that puts me outside the village."

Anko frowned, knowing it would be some time until he saw her student again. "Get Kakashi's anbu buddies to do it. Or take the other one."

"The anbu have their hands full retrieving information, and someone with advanced knowledge of Sealing Jutsu needs to watch the seal. Every other jonin probably has their hands full too. Besides, you're watching over them right now. You already got to train him, and I never did show him how to use that jutsu."

Naruto hummed. "I'll go with you, but you have to teach me it" He looked to his uneasy favorite sensei. "Take good care of them for me, please." He smiled. "You know I'll come back."

"I…" She relented and glared at the Sannin. "You better not do perverted things with him!"

"The irony," Sakura muttered.

"You know each other…" Sasuke drifted off as he put the pieces together. "He's the other person Kakashi mentioned was protecting you."

She gaped at her punk teammate. "A member of the Sannin trained you!?"

Anko scoffed. "I did." She narrowed her eyes at the old man. "He was peeping on girls in the nearby stream."

"It was research," he protested.

"Knew it would only be a matter of time, but I didn't expect it to come so soon." Naruto scarfed down the last of his rice-balls. "Do we have to leave right now?"

"Sooner, the better: my mission is to retrieve someone who can wake Kakashi up. But before I go." Jiraiya locked eyes with the sad-looking jonin. "There's something I need to tell you."

"What?"

He gestured her to come over. "It's a bit personal."

She rolled her eyes, ate the last of her current rice ball, got up from their breakfast bench, and walked over. "This better not be about how unfuckable you are." She scoffed at his dismayed face "Really?"

"Itachi Uchiha put Kakashi into the coma," he whispered.

Anko blinked and hummed before slapping him, concealing the nature of the interaction and venting her frustration. "Pervert!" She stomped back to the applause of her gender-flipped mini-me. "You better not end up like him!"

"Never!" Naruto gave her and each of his teammates, to their surprise, a tight hug before walking over to the legendary ninja, frowning when sure they could no longer see it.

"You'll be back and with your sensei before you know it," Jiraiya said.

"Don't lie to me, you piece of shit."

He flinched while the boy picked up his shuriken. "I'm not lying." He started walking toward the village gates. "Do you want to pack anything?"

"Got everything I need."

"Even clothes?" He shot him a disturbed glance.

"I've seen you wear the same thing for almost a month; you of all people can't talk to me about wearing the same clothes every day."

"...Are you okay?"

He scowled. "I just got my team back. We were training under my new, cooler sensei, and now I'm leaving all of them. What do you think?" Scoffing, he shook his head. "Teaching me a new jutsu is the least you can do."

Jiraiya kept silent at that. He didn't know the boy was debating whether to kill him after he taught him the 'swirly-death-ball' jutsu or after he learned everything he could from him. In his mind, he took a grieving child from his loving family right after telling him his father was in the hospital. The reality was caring about Kakashi made him feel the same unbearable, conflicting feelings caring about Sarutobi did, so he really didn't want to think about it at all.

Anko sighed when they disappeared out of sight. "Now he's training under a member of the Sannin." She raised an eyebrow as the bench shook.

Sakura's fist was visibly embedded in the wood of the table. "We can't let him leave us behind!"

"You said it." Sasuke turned to the dejected jonin denied her cuddly-wuddly. "Still up for teaching me that lightning jutsu?"

"Yeah… As soon as I finish breakfast."

The remaining members of Team 7 stared at the most depressing consumption of rice-balls they would ever witness in their lives. Not even her mood during their punk teammate's second coma was as soul-sucking. It was the equivalent of a cave man who lived their entire life in the darkness of their cavern home witnessing an entrancing ray of light only for it to vanish when within reach. While grating, her usual abrasive demeanor was preferable. They realized not long after on the walk to the practice field her behavior mirrored their wayward teammate's reaction to a written test, what they didn't know made him feel worthless.

Quite some time passed since either was at the village gates. The Chunin Exams and the threat of Orochimaru kept them in. While they would normally be more than happy to leave, they felt conflicted for different reasons. One was leaving his home while it was at its weakest, and the other was leaving people he wanted to cherish what could be their last civil moments together. Two otherwise happy people were very dour.

"Lord Jiraiya!" Izumo saluted at the sight of the old man and glared at his partner when he didn't do the same.

Kotetsu shrugged before doing the same. "Lord Jiraiya." He squinted at his companion. "Naruto?"

"Dumbass?" The boy mocked.

"Hey!"

"Do you really want to get into an argument with a barely teenage genin?" Izumo asked. "Not a good look."

Kotetsu shot him one. "He beat a Tailed Beast. Whose side are you on?"

"You're both dumbasses." Naruto clarified, walking past them.

Jiraiya rubbed the back of his head as he went on. "I'm borrowing him. If you have an issue, take it up with the council."

The chunin duo watched the two leave the village before sharing an equally confused look.

When the other far more unlikely duo was beyond sight, they locked eyes with each other.

"Say whatever you've been waiting to since you heard I lost it."

Jiraiya inclined his head. "The Old Man would be proud of you."

"Oh for fuck's sake!" Naruto stopped and stared him down. "'He believed in you! He was proud of you!' Do you have any idea what me and him were actually like?!" His hands balled into fists as he looked down. "All he did was lie to me. Whenever I asked for the truth about anything, he told me it was for my own good. Then he'd give me a hug as if that'd change anything!" He scoffed, meeting his eyes again. "I'm glad he's dead."

"...You're right: I don't know what your relationship was actually like. All I know is someone you've known for your entire life died, a man I can tell you cared for in spite of all that. I'm sorry."

He averted his eyes for a moment. "Just stop. I'm so sick of it. Let's go do whatever your mission is and head back."

"Okay." He focused back on the road and resumed leading the way.

"What is your mission anyway?"

"To retrieve Tsunade, the chosen candidate to take the place of the Fifth Hokage."

He raised an eyebrow. "Never heard of her."

The old man shot it back. "Did you pay any attention in the Academy?" He laughed at the shake of his head. "Neither did I. You've never heard anyone, even the other shinobi, talk about her?"

"Not once."

"I know it's been a long time since she was in the village but still." Jiraiya looked up to the sky. "She was Orochimaru and I's teammate under the Old Man. We were made legends in the Second Shinobi World War when we survived Hanzo the Salamander, who named us the Sannin to begin with."

"Hanzo?"

He winced. "Really? Not even him?"

"The Academy sucked."

"I know but still!" He shook his head. "Other villages were looking to make footholds in the minor countries nearby. From the Land of Rivers to the Land of Steam. One of these countries was the Land of Rain. It was kind of in the middle of everything, so almost every major village marched through." His eyes narrowed. "That was when almost entire world learned of Hanzo. He slaughtered an entire Leaf platoon with nothing but chain-and-sickle on top of his summoned salamander."

Naruto scoffed. "Summoning? Lame."

"Kid, he killed an entire Leaf platoon! I know because we were the only survivors!"

"So what? He had a summon with him. What's the point of facing down an army if you're going to have other things fight for you?"

"You're missing the point!" He groaned. "Ibuse, his salamander, could breath poison, but Hanzo just used his chain-and-sickle on top of a bunch of exploding tags to wipe everyone out. I'm not sure if he was even capable of any other jutsu." He shook his head. "Only the Old Man in his prime could've beaten him. Chiyo of the Sand fought him to a stand-still according to some reports." His expression grew dour. "It still wasn't enough to stop the damage all the roaming armies caused."

"Oh well."

"Hundreds of people died, starved to death, or had to defend themselves against roaming bandits and deserters."

"And?"

Jiraiya shot him a look. "Have a heart, kid."

"Everyone has shit to deal with in their life. Let them worry about it. If they die, they die. Worry about yourself."

"...Now who's ignorant and short-sighted?"

"Fuck off. If you save someone, all you're doing is stopping them from learning how to save themselves. You can show someone the path, but they have to walk it. All you're doing is setting them up for disaster by forcing them through 'saving' them."

"An interesting point of view. Still cold-hearted."

Naruto spared him an uncaring glance. "Are you going to teach me that jutsu or not?"

"Right now? We've got a place to be."

"I've got my hands free and plenty of chakra to use: I can learn on the way. Just tell me the signs and the method."

Jiraiya raised three fingers. "Rotation, power, and containment." He wiggled them. "It needs no hand signs. You focus plain chakra into the palm of your hand, spin it in multiple directions at once, make sure it's dense, and keep it in a sphere.

"Let me guess, it's a lot harder than it sounds."

"Oh yeah! It took the Fourth three years to master it." He smirked. "I did it in just a few days." The memory of his student's casual acceptance of that fact made him grimace.

The boy held out his hand, focused chakra into it according to parameters given, and raised an eyebrow as it dissipated into the air. "This is gonna take a while." He tried it again to no avail.

"I asked you how good your chakra control was for a reason. I'd have you try it with water and rubber balloons, but you wanted to learn before we got into the next town."

"The Yellow… Minato, right? He was your student." Naruto stared into his hand at his latest failure. "What was he like?"

He stared out into nothing. Anko told him she informed on the nature of their relationship. "Calm and cool; polite and humble. Didn't do anything without a reason. People like to think everything came easy to him, but he worked really hard. He wasn't from a clan, he was always training, and he loved learning." Sadness crept into his voice. "Everyone always talks about his success but no one ever acknowledges how much he failed: he lost almost all of his students, he couldn't help the only one left, and he died without leaving a successor."

"You don't think his sacrifice was a success?"

"If I've learned anything in this life, there's little good in thinking you can die with purpose. The reality is you're probably not going to be around to see if that sacrifice actually did anything. It's one thing to fall in battle fighting for what you love. Deliberately throwing your life away solves nothing."

"That's what he did when he sealed the Nine-Tails inside me." His eyes narrowed.

Jiraiya shrugged. "We're still not sure what happened that day. He probably thought he didn't have much of a choice, and he had to make a deal with the Shinigami. I only wish I could have been there to make it in his stead."

"Isn't that the same thing as throwing your life away?"

"Maybe but I would've gladly died for him."

The boy hummed. "...He was really strong, right?"

He laughed. "He could've killed Hanzo in the blink of an eye!" A proud smile made its way on to his face. "Orochimaru too. Could've matched or even beaten the Old Man in his prime."

"Still wasn't enough to save him."

His lips thinned into a stoic line. "Everyone dies, kid."

"I know, but he didn't have to." Naruto frowned while his latest attempt fizzled into nothing.

To the child, his father's sacrifice was for the sake of the village. It benefited them more than it did him, and they despised him out of sheer ignorance. Almost all of them deserved to die, but he didn't want to face the ones that made him feel warm, which he likely had to down the path he chose. His other choice was continuing to serve those that hated him for the approval of the few dear to him. Both were not ideal, so he went with the one he thought would satisfy him the most. The hatred he felt was not something he could let go.

Far above and out of sight, Itachi and Kisame watched the two travel along the road. Their potential opponent in the form of a Sannin was too great of a risk. He was unassuming to inexperienced shinobi, but they knew he was one of the deadliest men to walk the earth. If his companion was capable of controlling the Tailed Beast inside of him, they had little chance of surviving.

"You already used that eye of yours," Kisame said.

"I still have my other."

"This really isn't like you, Itachi."

"Concerned?"

"No…" He drifted off and shrugged. "Well, yeah."

"We likely won't get another chance like this. It's worth the risk. Every opponent has their weaknesses."

He snickered. "But all men have one."

They knew exactly what to do.

Sakura and Sasuke watched Anko shamble to their training area. Passing Leaf shinobi stared at the odd sight for a short amount of time before moving along. It was extremely out of character for what was their most peculiar kunoichi. Fearful, confused, and worried looks formed on their faces. The genin shrugged when they looked to them. When they arrived, the two felt relieved.

"...Alright." The jonin slowly went through the signs for the Thunderbolt Jutsu, something completely unnecessary with one's Sharingan whirling. "Tiger, snake, tiger, bird, tiger, and ram." Throwing up her arms, she shot two blasts of crackling lightning into the sky. "This is one of the few ranged lightning jutsu in existence." She lowered her arms. "The Cloud's Storm Style has more, but it's a kekkai genkai, so we have to make do."

"Anything I should know about it?" Sasuke asked, raising an impressed eyebrow.

"You can direct two bolts of lightning in your hands, combine them into one super bolt, or spread both into weaker bolts to strike multiple people. Last bit's kind of tricky if you're not up with your chakra control."

Sakura hummed. "Why does normal lightning lack range?"

"Lightning is unstable." Anko looked to the Uchiha's bandages. "You've burnt the skin on your hands more than a couple of times, haven't you?" She nodded as he did. "Kakashi's Lightning Blade or Chidori or whatever you want to call it is a bit famous for being one of the few stable ones. Most lightning jutsu comes down to transmitting it through you or into things. That lightning punch does both in one to penetrate pretty much anything. The trouble is the noise it makes."

"It warns your enemy," Sasuke added on, "so you have to rush them as fast as possible, which creates tunnel vision only the Sharingan can compensate for."

"So, what are you going to teach me?" Sakura asked.

Anko shot her a look. "I taught you Mud Wall, didn't I? Didn't Kakashi give you the whole 'knowing a lot of jutsu doesn't make you a good shinobi' talk?" She shrugged as memories of saying the same to Naruto came up. "Fuck it. You want something offensive or defensive?"

"De–

She held up a hand. "I'll show you one of each." Her hands joined together to form seals. "Snake, ram, dog, rat, snake, and tiger." She slid down a sleeve of her coat and her arm was enveloped in earth formed from her chakra. "This is the Stone Fist Jutsu." She walked over to a nearby tree and punched it.

The two genin stared as the solid trunk breaking in half. While they knew jutsu that could do the same, the simplicity of it was shocking. A simple rock-encased punch let the woman do something on the level of Lee's Eight Gates with ease.

"And thi–

"It's fine!" Sakura's hands flashed through the signs. "What do I do?"

"Put your arm to the ground and focus on fusing it to you with your chakra. If you're as good with earth as I am, you can just mold your chakra into earth instead."

"You can do that?!"

Anko nodded and smirked while the rock fell off her arm. "It makes it as expensive as any fire jutsu or water outside of a source if your chakra control is shit, but the results are worth it in the case of the Stone Fist."

"Then I'll just do it the normal way." She went through the hand signs, kneeled, sank her arm into the ground, and stood up with an uneven rock fist. "Uh?"

"Practice makes perfect."

Sasuke smirked at his teammate before going through the hand seals of the Thunderbolt Jutsu. "I wonder if Kakashi would've shown us these." He glanced at the two faltering balls of lightning in his hands.

"Knowing him, probably not: he'd want you to master what you have before moving on."

Sakura punched a tree beside the one their substitute sensei felled, leaving only a small crater in it. "Aww!"

"Keep trying." Anko laughed while Sasuke shot two weak bolts into the sky. "Once you get the hang of it, you can punch down trees. Just be careful about the rock your form around your fist or you'll end up breaking your knuckles."

"Got it." She let the earth encasing her hand fall off before going through the hand seals again.

"Look at you forgetting all about Mud Wall."

"Is it wrong to want a hang on a completely new jutsu?"

She shot the young kunoichi a look. "You'll get more out of the Mud Wall than trying to match the boys, but that will come in handy if you're in a pinch." She flinched at the sound of the other shooting a lesser super bolt up. "There's not that much chakra in your supply, so you're not a good offensive Ninjutsu user like they are or I am, but that's alright. I'll introduce you to Kurenai, if Kakashi doesn't wake up soon. She's ambush-oriented like you."

Sakura blushed as her arm was enveloped in a slightly better rock fist formation. "I teased her about going out with Asuma." She punched the tree, but the earth split reinforcement split apart under its own force. "Might have burned that bridge."

"Everyone teases her about it! Pretty sure even her genin know at this point; you'll be fine!"

Tutoring Naruto's teammates in place of him turned out to be of some solace, but she still felt his absence.

AN: There aren't actually that many ranged Lightning Jutsu or in general actually. Most of it is from video games and the anime, which is where the Thunderbolt Jutsu is from. Storm Style or Storm Release is pretty useful when you take how much potential lightning has. It's why the Cloud military is up to snuff in this despite their lower numbers. Might be the same in canon or not. I don't really remember, but I suppose that doesn't matter when you have near immortal people like the Third A.

I really wish we got more info on the setting and of its history in canon. The Second Shinobi World War was a fiasco that set the stage for so many people and things in Shippuden, and I love how there are still other villages in spite of the major one's existing. World still feels big despite them not being elaborated on. Hell, it might be that fact is why it feels as big as it does.

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