To be brought into a world that infinitely needs to be saved, rescued. Infinite solutions to the same problem. Yet only one passage. It’s because of this, even a prophecy cannot tell the future. Looking into even the future itself will not guarantee a direct path. Twists and turns will change, despite how minuscule the changes they might be. One, two, three, all the way to infinite paths can meet and divert. Only so many stay together. Yet somehow, paths that divert, aren’t always apart. Weather they lead to the same door or have passages that lead them to each other. Sometimes these paths are invisible, yet seen by those who have accepted they're way of life. their ninja way. Jeremiah Sangeho. He was a child, merely 13, yet the one who started it all. Born and raised in a capital outside of the ninja world. At least, that’s what was believed. Truly, His name is Jeremiah Uchiha. He was simply a normal child, but with an erased passed. He was only 6 but There was no record of who he was, simply his name, age, and sex. There was no recorded of his birth. Rumors were spread about how he was created artificially, if he was adopted, or even if he was real. He became friends with a boy. Sora Tansheda. The boy was smiling, happy. Always trying to figure out how to help happiness make it into the hearts of others as well. Though there was also little known of his short past as well. The boys became friends rather quickly. Despite their young age, they thought of the future and the ways of the world. Though they were powerless of what was to happen to them in the span of just a short 3 minutes. The day came where both Jeremiah and Sora’s parents had to make a decision. Whether it was based off emotion, logic. Or whether it was even hard to do so. Even so. All history, all emotion, and all recollection. Vanished and turned white. The two boys memories where wiped in a source of white. That too Sora. Almost seemed…Familiar.