Many decades ago lived a man known as Jonin. He was born and raised in a small village somewhere in the upper regions of Blood Birth. His father was a farmer, and his mother died from an unknown disease when Jonin was just a child. He never had a chance to get to know his mother, but he always enjoyed listening to his father talks about her. Jonin was a kind and intelligent child. He always tried his best to stay this way because his father always described his mother as kind and thoughtful. It was Jonin's way to at least have some connection with her. Time passed, and Jonin was getting older. Eventually, his father also passed away, leaving everything for Jonin to deal with. Losing everyone he ever had was heartbreaking, and he tried his best to ignore his burden and move on with his life. Sadly, no matter how hard Jonin tried not to think about his beloved mother and father, he couldn't forget them. After a couple of months, Jonin decided to leave his home behind and look for a new place to restart his life. While traveling, he met many new people. This is how Jonin met his future best friends, Chunin and Genin. He started taking part in meditation and different variations of ancient martial arts. Finally, he found his inner peace and joy after losing so much.