The ninja who has seen every dip, every rug, every red candle. Face gone blank. Resolve unchanged.
JUTSU_ENGINE: BOOTING
Every clone remembers a different line. Perform the seal, summon a believer, stack the deck.
CLONES SUMMONED: 0
Your bag decides your rank. No exam, no proctor, just supply held.
Fresh to the village. Still reads the whitepaper.
Passed the first dip exam. Did not paper hand.
Leads squads of smaller bags through the chop.
Masked, silent, never seen selling in the open.
Carries the whole village chart on their back.
Before Narujak there was just a kid with a bad haircut and a worse hand. Every village elder said the same thing: give up the bag, take the L, go home.
He never did. Instead the face went numb, the eyes went flat, and the conviction got sealed in tighter than anything Konoha ever locked away.
"A shinobi who breaks a promise is trash. A holder who breaks conviction is worse than trash."