Reed-shoot between Heaven and Earth

An Unanswered Call
The Land of Whirlpools was one destroyed beyond repair. Any connection to his culture lost to savages. Just standing on such a scene left a scar on his heart. How could someone see genocide as a viable option? The wind blew a clouds across a clear sky. Still water contradicting the lands name. Fauna littered Uzushiogakure, turning a destroyed village into their home. Magai sat upon a homemade throne made of rubble and wood. His blue scarf blowing behind him as his hands stuck deep into his jacket pockets. Days ago, Magai sent out his messenger hawks to two other shinobi. They are known for their prowess in specific fields, Magai thought to himself as he waited. His message had an invitation for the meeting as well as location and a small introduction. He hoped they accepted his offer. But he also believed it inside of his heart.

"We will stop things like this from ever happening again." His hair covered his eyes. "The Uchiha, Uzumaki, Kaguya, The Biju, just trust in us. We will keep the balance in this world. Rikudo Sannin." Magai smirked.