Name: Yondaime
personality: Kind and helpful
Sex: Male
Age: 16
Yondaime was born in a peaceful village, just off the outskirts of a bustling city. His younger days were filled with joy as he trained alongside his father in the ways of taijutsu and other arts of the shinobi. His mother was gracious, kind, and gentle.
One day that all changed. A rouge shinobi without a name or face showed up at his village.
The shinobi used his techniques to invade the people of the village's minds. He tourtured most of them until they committed suicide or became insane. Yondaime witnessed as his father and mother were fighting each other as the rouge shinobi controlled their minds. The battle was gory and horrible. after his father wrended his mothers limbs off he turned toward yondaime and grabbed him by the neck. the puppeteer made the mouth move as the soulless eyes gazed off through space: "You could have stopped this."
He dropped the trembling little boy and took a kunai from his belt and dragged it through his neck.
Blood sprayed across Yondaime's face. Hot, red and sticky he rose up, running out of his house to a carcus-ridden town square. tears streaming, he ran off into the plains and eventually the wilderness.
There he trained. his mental state brutally altered by a crazed man. He lived out his years until he came to this village to learn traditional arts.