One stormy night in a small village at the country of Mist while the darkness swallows the whole place as light cannot be seen from anywhere and on that very day, a child is about to be born. "PUSH! PUSH IT MORE AND BREATH" the practitioner exclaimed as she extended her arms and carefully pulling the head of the baby out of Kazuya Mahiko's sexual organ. Kazuya Ryu, the husband of Mahiko cheered on to his laboring wife in pain "Come on honey! You can do it! Push it harder!". After a few hours of such repetitive cycle, finally a baby boy came out and starts crying like a cat and at the same time the heavy storm had stopped. As Mahiko and Ryu held hands tightly, the practitioner gave the child to them and praised them "Such a wonderful child..." the practitioner smiled lightly and left the house bringing with her her personal things. Ryu looked at Mahiko and asked "So whats the name? This kiddo" Mahiko immediately looked back at Ryu and hastily said "We should name him Ryuma. A combination of our names 'Ryu' and 'Ma' hiko" as they both smiled at each other thinking that they had overcome a huge hurdle of every couples life. After that day, they loved and cared for Ryuma as if there is no tomorrow, they raised him and get him to go to school and study ninja arts at the Mist's Ninja Academy. They had spent a very peaceful time with him as the days passed by quickly and steadily.

"Ergghhhh!!!" Ryuma groaned as he do stretching after a long hour of practicing shuriken throwing. Kazuya Ryuma, 8 years old, currently an academy student living with his shinobi parents Mahiko and Ryu at a small village with houses built only on straw woods. Everyday Ryuma walks 4 km. from school to his home. "Ma! Pa! I'm home!". Ryuma left his slippers and walked inside and head on to their kitchen. "Oh your here!". Mahiko looked back at him wearing a smile on her face as she stirs to her cooking. "Is dad here? I haven't seen him". Ryuma sat on the chair as he talked with his mother. "Didn't you see your dad on the academy? He said that he will be late home for today because of some matters". "Ahh! Okay, then i'll just be on the backyard practicing my shuriken throw skills". Ryuma headed into the backyard and began to train by throwing 2 shurikens consecutively when suddenly he saw people running and panicking about something. "What the?" Ryuma is as curious as ever jumped over their backyard fence and ran through the area where the panicking started.

"This is!" in his 2 black eyes he witnessed a wide range of massacre. His village was ran by fire and ninjas wearing black cloaks slaughter every single people that crossed their paths. Seeing those things right before his eyes, his mother's name suddenly popped into his mind. Ryuma immediately came back to their house running and carrying heavy tears in his eyes. "MOM!!!" Ryuma slammed the door as he shouted MOM again and again, searching for his mother on every corner of their house. Soon, he stumbled on his parents room. Ryuma saw on the other side of the japanese door a two silhouttes, one seems to be an unknown stranger and the other one seemd to be his mother. He watched the two silhouttes as the other one stabbed his mother to the chest with a long katana-like sword. "O-ka-san" he heavily blurted out that word as he prevent his tears from falling. As he struggled with his emotions, someone grabbed him from the back covering his mouth and his eyes. He felt that he was taken away far from a distance away from the burning village. He felt his eyelids were heavy and fell asleep unconciously. The moment he opened his eyes, he saw his father talking to someone behind him as if he is entrusting his son. Ryu held his little hands crying and prayed "Be a strong shinobi, Ryuma. Protect all the special people that surrounds you." and left in the shadows. Kazuya Ryuma, the fiery-blood phantom that devoured his village, his family, and his dreams are burned into his 2 black eyes as he swears to an oath to himself to seek the black-clocked ninjas that destroyed his whole life and make them pay.