The Sweet, Plentiful Sound
Long ago, Konoha was a peaceful village, filled with proud and strong ninjas, who's only goal was to protect the innocent and keep peace amongst its people. It was a village filled with powerful family clans and even more powerful elite ninjas that worked for the soul purpose of the village.
But many years ago all of that changed…
An outpour of demons terrorized different villages, including Konoha. The squads fought with all their might, but even their best wasn't enough. At the same time, a band of rogue ninjas, named the Akatsuki, used the opportunity of the weakening villages to take control of all the towns, villages, cities, states, and countries.
One by one, they took over and one by one the demons began to disappear. All that was left was Konoha and the Nine-Tailed Fox demon. In battle, the leaders of Konoha, named Hokages, fought alongside with their ninja armies. In this war, the Third Hokage, Sarutobi, died in battle and the Forth Hokage, Minato, disappeared without a trace.
As the Akatsuki moved forward into Konoha, the family ninja clans started to disappear along with the Forth Hokage. One by one, minute by minute, each clan disappeared, leaving only one in the village.
In desperation, the Konoha Council appointed a new Hokage; the Fifth, Tsunde, but she did not last long. As the Nine-Tail Fox made its way to the village, Tsunde disappeared, as well as the ninja's that followed her. Only a few ninjas stayed. Some joined with the Akatsuki and others found new ways of life, to erase their memories of their falling village.
The Konoha Council was overthrown by the Akatsuki, before being able to appoint a new Hokage. Suddenly, without warning, the Nine-Tailed Fox disappeared, leaving no trace of its existence.
Konoha, now under the hands of the Akatsuki, became part of a list of villages and countries taken over. All large villages had been taken over, but only time stood in the way of smaller villages before they too were overthrown. The Akatsuki appointed a leader for Konoha, leaving it in his hands at the young age of sixteen.
The village now sits in fears. Villagers go on with their lives as if nothing has changed, but underneath they know that with any wrong step, their lives would be taken away. Practicing the art of becoming a ninja became forbidden, unless you joined the Akatsuki and worked for their armies.
With the village in a state of fright, no one dared fight against the Akatsuki. They decided to live a lie of happiness and a false sense of peace and security. Still there was one thing that kept their hopes up high, a place where they could escape the streets and find peace for a few minutes, a place where they could pray and hope for a better tomorrow.
The Church of Konoha stood in the center of the village, standing tall above the skyline. No matter where you were you could always see the top chamber of the church were a set of bells stood. These bells were rung three times a day. Once at dawn, once at noon, and once after the sunset when the moon shined it's brightest. These were the chimes that brought real peace to the village.
The sweet, plentiful sounds of the Bells of Konoha.