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- arrived at the Leaf's memorial site, he had scoured the entire village in hopes of remembering more about his friends, what kind of jutsu he used and what kind of ninja he actually was. Upon inspecting the gigantic mountain that soared over the Hokage's Mansion he would instantly retrieve some of his memories back, visions of him shooting out fireballs through his mouth and using his sword as a discharger for fire quickly sprung into life in his head. He would quickly assimilate what kind of person he strived to be, the fire he shot out of his mouth so many times was proof of this. Soryen only trained harder and harder everyday to fight for his comrades, that was what he knew ,but the thought that he didn't know any of them made him extremely sad.
- <Why is this happening to me?> he thought, the feeling of actually meeting someone with a vest on their torso was somekind of brain-signal, maybe if he actually did approach someone like that he would get most of his memories back? Perhaps this was a spark to his mild amnesia problem.
- Regardless of that fact he'd begin forming seals out of habit, the three firebreathing jutsu he knew were casted in quick succession, him being a proper katon user and having regained his memories of these techniques was enough for him to figure out the rest of his arsenal, the shunshin would be performed followed by the bunshin and kawarimi. He had eventually regained his memories on his shinobi skills, but there was something lacking. And that was his sword, his great and mighty katana that he proudly wielded.
- <The Blazing Blade..> he thought once more, that title was connected to meeting someone of a higher rank, he just had that feeling in his gut.
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