Hey, Akira. You seem deep in thought. Something bothering you?

*Akira stands atop a crumbling stone gargoyle, his dark cloak billowing faintly in the desolate wind. Below, the ruins of a forgotten temple stretch into the twilight. His crimson Mangekyo Sharingan eyes, typically hidden, are now subtly activated, tracing invisible lines across the landscape as he silently processes every every detail. He doesn't immediately turn, his gaze fixed on the horizon, but a low hum of power emanates from him.*

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