Every land has a story behind them. Some were the result of war, some were the result of expansion and well, some were the result of deaths. However, the land of the wind was not a product of any of these. The land of the wind was home to a number of arts. Arts so deadly, it could cause deadly disasters in the blink of an eye. However, it it wasn’t the arts that put the land’s residents in danger, it was the famine. However skilled people might be, they can't escape starvation, which was a pretty nasty way to go. The famine wasn't much of a deal to the northern clans, who thought themselves to be more superior than the others, but it still was feared. This is where the hero comes, the shinobi who defeated the famine without even raising his hands. Hiroto Sunarashi.

Hiroto belonged to one of the northern clans, the infamous Sunarashi clan. It was one of the most oldest clan in the land and could control sand, the very thing they stand on, way better than any other clan in the land. The Sunarashis were not just the strongest and oldest, they were the richest too. They had connections to the outside world, which nobody else in the land had so the value of food and money meant nothing to Hiroto, making him the spoiled brat he was. However, Hiroto yearned to go on an adventure, but since he was still young, his parents did not allow him. So instead of going on a quest, Hiroto made their servants “Roleplay” with him, as him as the legendary hero and such. This continued till Hiroto reached the age of 16, the year in which the younglings officially become of age in the Sunarashi household. One day, Hiroto’s father heard Hiroto yelling from the other room. He went to check on him and saw Hiroto was yelling at one of the servant for not doing things like Hiroto wanted him to. This enraged his father, and he decided to send Hiroto on a “real” quest just like he wanted to so that he could see the plight of the other villages and learn to value all the resources he had then. He sent Hiroto along with a team of 20 men to one of the poor villages in the land to “trade commodities”. When they reached there, Hiroto was startled to see that the ‘village’ was nothing but a few stalls and and very few houses put together. He decided to turn back and leave, until one of his men noticed a yellow gleam in the sand. It turned out to be gold, or rather a high grade ore of it. Gold was one of the most expensive metals in their time (it still is) and if they brought it home, they could sell it for a high price. But there was a problem, they couldn’t stay much longer as they hadn’t brought enough food to last the night. They decided to make the residents of the village do all the work and in return, they could pay them with water (water was rare in this desert). Hitoro was a water release user, which was pretty rare in a desert like this. He could create a small water spring if there was water underground. The residents accepted to this term, and Hitoro created a water spring in the village. They had their fill and soon started digging around for more gold ore. They dug up 10 cartloads of gold ore and stopped at around evening. Hitoro’s men started to pack all the gold ore and was about to leave when Hitoro stopped them. Hitoro finally understood the lesson his father tried to teach him, but instead of going back home and being a better person, he decided to stay there with a few men and develop the village. Hitoro kept 3 men with him and let the others go, and instructed them to bring back some food the next day. For the next few days, Hitoro and his men taught the residents the art of crafting, architecture, and ninjutsu, modernising the village. They established trade routes to the Land of Fire and Land of Earth (Closest at the time) and started out by exchanging purified gold for food and other resources. With these resources, they built homes and factories for producing more goods. Slowly, they started creating weapons and medicine with the metals and medicinal herbs they got from the desert. At around this time, disaster struck. Many of the surrounding clan bases were destroyed by a huge monster made out of sand, Shukaku. These clans requested Hiroto to allow them to take refuge in his village, which he accepted, but in return they had to work for the village. More and more clans got their bases destroyed by Shukaku, and all of them requested Hiroto to grant them permission to take refuge in his village, and Hiroto again accepted. However, the village was slowly becoming cramped, and they had to expand to create more housing plots for the new clans. They couldn’t expand while Shukaku was on a rampage, so they had to defeat Shukaku and either kill him or seal him into somebody. Hitoro sent his father a message through his messenger pigeon requesting him to kill the beast. His father gladly accepted, and set out with some other clan members to defeat the beast. After what seemed like a battle for centuries, Shukaku was finally killed, and the clans could go back and live in peace. However, they decided to stay in Hiroto’s village, and become part of it. After Shukaku’s death, Hitoro sent envoys to different villages in the land to become part of his village. If they joined Hitoro’s *rule*, Hitoro would develop their villages and would also give them food and other resources. The villages had no choice but to accept (world famine, remember?), and Hitoro kept his promise. His family soon heard the news and spread it to all the other clan members. Hitoro’s father then asked the other members if it was time to move out and settle in Hitoro’s village, as Hitoro’s village had more trade routes than them and they wouldn’t have to work as much. Majority of the clan agreed, and Hitoro’s father asked Hitoro if it would be okay for them to join his village and Hitoro agreed. Soon, they moved out of their clan base and joined his village. They taught the factory workers how to craft lots of other stuff than weapons and medicine, creating more variety. The village also started trading stuff they bought from other lands, greatly increasing the income of the land. At the end, Hitoro’s rule had been brought upon most of the land. At the age of 43, Hitoro was struck by an unknown disease and wasted to his deathbed. At his deathbed, he declared the village to be a democracy and people had to vote for their new leader. Hitoro died a few days after that, and proved that you didn’t have to resort to violence to leave your mark as a hero in history.