"Long ago, before the gods formed, and history still the Idea of a child. Their was the predecessors, A group humanoids that possessed powers rivaling the gods."

"They were made by the primordial an entity with a name beyond our understanding, to Guard the peace of existence."

"Guard it they did. Stopping any who would break it… even if it was themselves. However they eventually forgot the purpose of their existence. Breaking the peace they had protected for countless moons."

"The strife the followed awoke the Primordial, As a solution it created a new existence called The Sage."

"Giving the new being six commandments, Each having their own significance on the way to peace. But the last Commandment The sage was given before Primordial Slept again was the one that has been spoken again and again in different words but the same meaning."

"Peace Is Useless When No One Else Is There With You To See It."

"Spreading Teachings Of Ninshu As the Sage called it to the world he eventually created peace. It was unfortunately like the last. As in one word it would be…"

"Ephemeral"

"Soon after his Death his teaching were perverted to create Ninjutsu. However the sage had foreseen some monovalent creature trying to destroy his life's work."

"To prevent such a thing he created Nine guardians to protect the peace from shattering once again. Gifting each with names and with his dying breath delivered the teachings of the Primordial to his surrogate children, along with his actual children."

"But it was a pointless endeavor. As at first the presence of the nine guardians was a enough to scare the animal that was war… It was only temporary as even mice will fight eventually."

"The so called inevitably Ninshu users tired of the guardians, Twisting the teachings of the sage until the guardians were actually demons that the sage trusted them to rid the world of as a final test for the entrance of the pure world."

"Further blackening the teachings of Ninshu with the blight of hatred by creating so called Fuinjutsu, sealing away the beasts inside mere children."

"The hatred woven into the art of seals bit and tore it's way through the containers and eventually into the contained."

"Turning the once kind Guardians into the blight infested Tailed Beasts. Despite this the Tailed beasts would sometimes come across containers that fought of the blight of hatred infesting them."

"And coincidentally the plague infesting the Tailed Beasts as well, giving them Short windows of clarity, in the fog of hatred. Allowing them a brief window into the war torn, lands that they failed to protect."

"By some unknown sign or signal, they all decided store every ounce of power they could to awaken the Primordial. It was the creator and thus it would also be the Judge… It would decide if The predecessors were redeemable."

"Thus they waited an unknown amount of time and on October 10 129,666-AS they used what power they had to awaken the Primordial for however small a time. Before each resigned to live for at their best for the next 16 years… as it was the last they would live on this earth."

"However the rest of the world would remember this as the day of the kyuubi attack, And when the earth rumbled."

"Upon Awakening the Primordial cried, for the death of the sage and thanked the Tailed ones for their sacrifice. But no matter how much power it was to them it wasn't even enough to keep the primordial awake for more than ten minutes."

"As the time ticked by the Primordial Marked three individuals that would become known as the enders of age. Branding them into the weave of the universe as the Judges of their kind."

"After all even if the Primordial was their creator it had no right to judge them as only they could judge themselves."

"He wove it as their fate so they would see every inch of their of cruelty and kindness their race could bring. Gifting each with an ability to help them survive the unkind world they would be born in."

"First he saw was an unpredictable whirl of Metal"

"Second she saw as sky of Lightning"

"Third he saw was a sakura blossom falling with ground cracking from a mere touch"

"Each Immortal and humble from birth or from time was unknown, but each was given a horrible fate."

"falling asleep again the Primordial was once again trusting the world to those who broken it again and again."

"The three Judges saw the world and it's horrors."

"The Sakura born a peasant gained recognition through spectacular control of her abilities. Humbled by cruelty. Eventually gaining immortality by learning how to copy each cell instead of splitting them."

"The Lightning born noble and arrogant humbled through the necessity that was death, Gaining Immortality by merging with blast of electricity."

"The Whirl born Noble without knowing, and humbled by the empty void that is knowing that n help is coming, Immortal by accident merging with the cold, warmth that is machinery."

"Sixteen years later the Primordial was awakened again, with nothing but white to great him. Along with three children standing before him."

"Standing in a triangle the one front spoke with tears pouring out of his eyes."

"We have watch we have scene all that our race is capable… We have seen kindness and hatred, we have seen love were anger reins, through it we have met beautiful mistakes along with horrible successes…"

"And what is your judgment, my creation?" the Primordial asked kindly.

"We weren't worth saving… No matter how beautiful our mistakes, the successes far outnumber them and are impossible to forgive. We the last of our race as such we should be judged as well." The Sixteen year old judge stepped back holding the hand of his fellow judges, they would remain together till the end as they closed their eyes and prepared for their end when the Primordial spoke with finality.

"Your punishment shall be" the primordial said raising a his hand sweeping across each of their hearts. "Sleep!"