The Opposite Samsara

There were few constants in a world know for his ability to change and adapt, in this shinobi world being able to change and adapt made all the difference in waking up the next morning and living to see another mission. One of the few constants is that as oen days ends another one beings and so on and so forth. This is know to all who live and breath air, however a unknwon constant was that a man was forever one a journey. Home to him was the Hidden Mountain village known as Yamagakure, but yet he rarely laid his head there, He lived by the rules he set for himself and carved his own path out of life, literally. This man carried more nicknames than most people has surnames but in reference to the constant, he consistently know as Raido X.

Raido sauntered about in his usual slow fashion, the ripple pattern in his eyes still glaring in the light in the late evening darkness as the sun set gently over the Northern horizon. The Rinnegan was active due to Raido and Yama watching our for any trap style barriers that may have been employed in the area.

"Raido you Idiot, this travel could have been avoided had you just warped there and got his over with, I don't understand the sentiment and your love for expedition, but it honeslty cost us a great deal of time". Yama exclaimed knowing eventually this conversation would land on def ears.

"Just because we're outside Yama doesnt mean you have to use your outside voice, I can hear you loud and clear, and if we just warped there it would be boring and over with swiftly, no suspense, no fun no nothing just in and out. Live a little, relax and enjoy the stride besides can you honestly say you actually walked through the Land of Demons". Raido X said as he made no attempt to make haste or quicken his pace.