Dance of Heaven and Earth: The Wind God

On a country thousands of miles away. A country, which looked like a planet consumed by fire and ruled through fear. One that has cost Earth many lives, and much despair. Heroes and villains alike cursed this planet's existence. But none dared to oppose it, or its leader. A god among gods. His royal blood bonded to this planet in a way that has become unbreakable. Very few dared step foot upon it's molten soil. And even less have enough courage to even stand in his presence. Land of Fear. One word. A thousand meanings. A million souls claimed. But his presence remained unseen for almost a decade. As he planned in utter silence something far greater than a silly math problem. No. He planned a annihilation. And here, on this hell, Lord Fukou revealed his intentions. Among thousands of millions of mindless soldiers. All thirsting and hungering for destruction. Some acted against each other, killing their fellow creations. Utter Chaos invoked by Lord Chaos himself.

But within his chambers, his stone-like skinned lips enjoyed a delicate beverage. One oh so sweet. He rarely did so. But with his plan coming to fruition, times called for celebration. And he chose to spend it with his most loyal of subjects. His bulky build filled his room with a certain demonic elegance. An Overlords presence accompanying a monsters aura. And his voice roared like never before. Filled with excessive pride and arrogance. His strongest pawn, a being of pure anger and power capable defeating one quite like himself.

"Ryūken," He groaned. "The time is nigh. We will destroy that which protect, and control the protected. To break a man, you must rid him of his shield. To do that, we ourselves, require a sword capable of doing such a task. And for that, I bestow upon you, your next mission. I gathered a list of powerful beings whose actions show your thirst and blood lust. Go to every planet necessary and gather our army. An army able of destroying the Universe's greatest heroes. And do not worry about those who are above man. They have little care in earth's affairs."

His servant covered in darkness opened his eyes. Glowing with a crimson fire that matched his flaming hair. His voice deep yet mysterious. Powerful and raw. Able to command both respect and fear. A presence of utter annihilation. With a darkness he answered...

"Yes, Lord Fukou."

The very next moment, Ryūken is seen standing on the Hokage mountain tops, with Konohagakure and rest of the villages destroyed, his face covered with blood, but it was not his. He was standing on corpses crushing skulls and laughing maniacally. Then, a light appears through a sky and all we could see was a sword! Right through his chest....

Ryūken finally wakes up covered in sweat, probably the dream caused him to fall of his bed. "Yet, another nightmare...." he thought to himself as he stood up, held the glass next to him and poured some water. For he could not sleep that night, his bloody past, in form of nightmares haunted him. He wanted to get past it, he wanted to live a life of a hero. He was tired of hiding in the shadows. Ryūken continued his search for hope, he traveled to the Land of Iron, it was nighttime.