Oliver sat cross-legged on the floor of his apartment, eyes closed as he focused on the chakra swirling within him. It had been three years since he first arrived in Konoha, and in that time, he had made significant progress—not just in mastering ninjutsu and taijutsu, but in understanding his chakra.
The wind whistled softly through the window, a reminder of the elemental nature that flowed within him. Fire. Wind. Thunder. Three forces, each as powerful as the other, each a part of him.
His first encounter with chakra control had been a struggle. Unlike the typical ninja who had a single elemental affinity, Oliver found himself with a rare combination. At first, he had been unsure how to manage it. But over time, he came to understand that each element represented a different facet of his being.
Fire Chakra:
He remembered his first time releasing a Fireball Jutsu. It had been messy, uncontrolled, and left a scorch mark on the training field. The fire had come out in a burst, wild and furious, much like his drive to succeed. Fire represented his inner passion, his burning desire to push forward, no matter the odds. His flames were like his spirit—relentless and unyielding.
Wind Chakra:
Then there was his wind chakra. He had struggled to manipulate it at first, unsure of how something so intangible could be used effectively. But when he began to understand its subtlety, everything clicked. Wind chakra gave him a sense of freedom, an adaptability that allowed him to move faster and think more creatively in combat. It was precise, like the arrows he had learned to fire with deadly accuracy, always finding the right path, no matter how unpredictable the battle became.
Thunder Chakra:
Thunder had come later. It was a surprise, even to him, how it fit with his nature. The first time he felt electricity surge through his body, he had nearly shocked himself into the ground. But when he harnessed it properly, it was like a revelation. It was power, raw and immediate. With thunder chakra, he could strike faster than the eye could follow, delivering powerful, electric jolts that incapacitated opponents in the blink of an eye. The thunder was a reminder of his instincts—quick, sharp, and unrelenting.
As Oliver continued to focus on his chakra, he reflected on his growth. It hadn't been easy. Each element had required time, patience, and effort. But the combination of fire, wind, and thunder had become more than just a set of skills—it had become an extension of himself.
He had come a long way since his first day in the academy. Back then, he had been a stranger to this world, unsure of where he fit in. Now, he was starting to understand his place—not just as a ninja, but as someone who could face any challenge head-on. His chakra wasn't just about power. It was about balance. And that balance was what made him a force to be reckoned with.
Oliver opened his eyes and stood up, a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. His training was far from over, but with fire, wind, and thunder at his side, he was ready for whatever came next.