While Hashirama ruled over Konoha, his little brother decided to stray away from the Senju clan and the seat of power, choosing instead to wander the lands as a warrior with brilliant wit and might, dedicated to protecting Konoha's prosperity as well as keeping the world clean from evil forces from the shadows.

The blue oni, the genius warrior, the uchiha killer— This world knows him by many names, but as far as Tobirama is concerned, he is just a nameless passerby who had inherited the same will of fire that his brother had started.

Day and night he wandered the lands, never staying in one place too long. While many knew his name, little knew his face. It was rather humorous to see men challenging him, thinking the could defeat him in battle; Only to cower away in fear once they learn of his true identity.

Tobirama took respite at a local tea house one afternoon. His blade was leaned against the table as its master quietly kept his head low, sipping the green tea that tasted bitter on his tongue.

Tobirama was no fool. He could sense whenever he was being watched— And right now, he sensed a pair of eyes watching his every move.

He takes it that this might be a sign for him to be on the move once again.

Downing the rest of the bitter tea, he leaves a hefty amount of ryō on the table, equipping his blade as he rose to his feet, ready to leave.