Korematsu The Chosen One
"Um yeah about that...."
(a white aura appears on Korematsu's body)
"...Haaaaah!"
(that's when all the damage that was made appeared to repaired and the seem clean with no tree branches or any sign of wood anywhere on the ground)
He paused and looked back over his shoulder towards Korematsu. His eye escaped the confines behind his dark glasses as they had slipped slightly down his nose. This entire show that Korematsu had just demonstrated clearly annoyed him as it was uncalled for and utterly unexplained.
"So, my mighty little brother has the power to negate what had once been? Then I wonder why was this clan decimated before the new foot soldiers signed on?"
He spoke sarcastically towards Korematsu as he turned his head away from him. His question was rhetorical, he was not expecting an answer from him, and he had just hoped he had taken in consideration, that they were not gods. To negate an action from ever occurring was the saddest excuse of teaching. If one could destroy anything in his path, and then recreate it in, but mere moments the lesson of destroying a beautiful place and learning that it was wrong to begin with seemed fruitless in its endeavor.
"The next time the clan is destroyed... just use that technique again, and leave the point of bringing soldiers to fight a battle at home. If you can just bring them back as if nothing ever happened, it would save us the trouble."
He would hope that Korematsu had understood him as this time he clearly had walked away into the distance.
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