Boruto was walking through what once was a village, but was now left to be nothing more than the dust and ruins that was once a lively home for many. He continued his walk until he sensed a powerful presence.

His hand immediately went to the butt of his katana without hesitation as his eyes scanned the area. He wasn’t going to hesitate… this time.

“Who are you… and why are you here?”

His voice demanded you and oozed with authority. “What the hell is going on here,” he thought himself.