Quest to the Forgotten Island

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Prologue
The Land of Grass. A fine country indeed, housing great scenery and the finest wildlife and vegetation. Also home to the great Kusagakure; a village that was prominently rising in fame to the level of the five great shinobi countries. Just beside the great land was the lesser known island of Lemuria; an island that was also slightly reputed for a special spring whose water had a healing effect. This sparked interest to a young hazel-eyed shinobi. He had his hand on his forehead to shield him from the bright sunlight. Clad in just black trousers, sandals and a loose grey T-shirt, having sealed his leather jacket away in response to the bright sun. Finishing off his casual attire was a black sash with various pouches that contained small scrolls. "Damn, It's hot..." mumbled the young man in a tone that showed he was exasperated. Suddenly he stopped and turned around. There were fewer tourists than expected and he was immediately suspicious "This place is beginning to confuse me." he whispered to himself. He decided to ask around as to why this is happening.

After a questioning a few people, he had found what he was looking for, "Huh.. So this place is cursed... And funny enough it's not this stupid sun they were cursed with... Interesting"

The young man sought a desire for such an adventure, and to escape training from a certain man just for a day or two. He wandered through the forest of the island, looking for clues to reveal this "curse" and put the people out of their misery, suddenly he felt the chakra of three approaching shinobi.