The moon shined brightly above Rikaro as he stood in the darkness of the night observing his surroundings trying to see where he was as he had just went to sleep only moments ago in his home. Could it be that this was a dream? Or exactly the opposite could this be the reality? Several questions ran threw Rikaro head as he thought of where on earth he was dwelling. He would look at his clothes and think I didn't wear this when I was asleep. His hair like always stopped behind his knee his black beady eyes were still dull as he looked at his reflection in the water beneath his feet which was a small water source that was not even a foot deep from what looked like rain. He had on a net tank top with armor over it Uchiha red armor and a cloak of some sort coming from the bottom of the armor. On his back was his red and black Gourd filled with the black or you could say silver iron sand. He would assume his weapons Gunbai was inside of Kamui and his other weapon was within his body the Bashosen the legendary weapon of the sage.
From the armor on his body on his back he added two and two together he was in a Genjutsu or a very realistic dream. He observed his surroundings he was standing on a pile of rocks in front of him was a forest terrain with trees that reached as tall as 70 ft. He turned yo his right and was shocked his Deva Path stood on side of him looking weird like always. But behind the path was a ocean full of water that was 100 meters away from his current position as well as the forest. To his back and his left was just a sandy place like the Wind Country also 100 meters away from his circle that had a 100 meter diameter.
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