Illusory Focus [T][P]

[Inoryu]

10/30 Proof Here

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Kontantei no Jutsu (The Mind Spy Technique)

Rank: C-Rank

Skill: Ninjutsu

Effect: The Yamanaka projects their mind out of their body, it can then roam free in a radius of 10 meters.

Special: Oval Hand seal directed at an empty space

Drawback: The body is left comatose and defenseless.

Description: The Yamanaka is able to propel their mind out of their body for spying purposes. The mind is limited to a 10 meter radius yet it can go upward, downward and in any other direction. The Yamanaka is invisible, mute and deaf to the world around him or her. The jutsu can be retrained, adding five meters to the total distance that can be attained to a maximum of 25 meters.

Limit: Yamanaka, Art of the Valentine

    Inoryu felt a whir of his senses, a vexing of reality as he transitioned from the body to spirit. He heard a soft clamoring as his physical self fell lifeless behind him. He looked back to see that he was unconscious on the cold concrete floor. It exhilarated him. He was anything but. He was present. Aware. Alive. The cool air seeped through him, but he remembered what it felt like. But now it was nothing but an awareness. Inoryu grinned as an idea occurred to him. He faced the direction of his home and charged. 
    Instinctively, he sent signals like electricity as if he were running and he shot through the wall. He stood in his hallway completely astounded having just rushed through a solid object. He was feeling overwhelming excitement. He remembered this sensation before, the nights that he had helped a ghost named Miyori Kazami through a dreamsphere. If he didn't contain his emotions, he might get too excited and lose concentration. But he something was different this time, something was off. When he would specifically try to move a body part, he would feel an awful sensation, and panic set in. "I have no arms!" he exclaimed, "I have no legs!" 
    More electrical signals sending forth from him that served as only a feint reminder of what should be there, his limbs and extremities; all gone. This erratic feeling made him feel insubstantial and the sensation was appalling. He was merely a vibration. Instinctively he began deep breathing or at least the intention. He wasn't sure if he was breathing, but his mind was so accustomed to the calming effect that he regained control of his senses. Again he was, and is, and was very thankful for his meditations. As his senses returned, he realized it was merely the 'thought' of deep calm breathes that had regained his senses, and not the action. His body was unconscious, breathing steadily, just beyond the hallway, or else he would cease to exist. 
     "I am only a conscious," he thought. He leaned backwards and he 'slipped' through the wall and returned to the atmosphere of a beautiful evening night. This time not as a 'spirit' but as a formless energy. Some kind of vibration that was his mind. Imagining that he was an orb made it all the more easy to stand the experience. Just pure energy. Formless matter. Vibration. Inoryu smiled and even had a laugh. 
                    

[Inoryu]

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     Inoryu merely felt as though he were a floating presence in his backyard; grounded but unattached to the floor. He just drifted from here to there, moving only a couple meters at a time. A drifter was all that his conscious was until he had any intention. He wanted to get used to the feeling.
    Inoryu thought back to his first time, when he discovered the Mind Spy Technique. He had appeared at the Kasekage Keep. He found it interesting that he had propelled his conscious so far. The scroll said that the Mind Spy Technique has a limit of twenty five meters, and that's if I train the technique to its limits. But the Kasekage's keep is more than 50 meters away; probably more than a hundred meters away. So how was that possible? I shouldn't have been able to do that. Huh...It must have been beginner's luck... So... what else...? While in this form I am invisible, deaf, and mute. That explains why I couldn't hear anyone's conversation. And wait...I can fly...? 
    Inoryu wasn't quick to try it, lest he start another panic attack. Instead he focused on the sensation of his conscious. It was true he merely felt like an awareness without any physical components. He could probably go deep underground if he wanted. He took a deep breath and reminded himself to 'Remain calm'. He was an airborne presence, true, but his first attempt didn't allow him to reach new heights. It's probably because it's an unnatural instinct. I'm not a flying creature. I don't instinctively just go upwards. 
    He thought maybe 'jumping' would do the trick, but it had no effect whatsoever with his ethereal self. He was a presence in the moonlit shade of the evening winter when another idea struck him. I AM intention though right? LIFT! And slowly but surely, he began to rise from the ground. The concrete floor below him grew more distant and his sight became more vast as he rose higher than the rooftop of his home. He was rising higher than even the tall grass until he could see the paths that connect the rural houses of Kusagakure. I could see everything!  he exclaimed. His body below him seemed the size of a small toy doll that some people vendor during holidays. 
    No legs, no arms; but that's alright. I'm flying. This is incredible! He had already gotten a hold of his emotions to the point where they would no longer interfere with his focus, as is expected from a prodigy of the Yamanaka clan. And the exuberance of the 'All Seeing Eye' was sensational. He could see clear into the village and to the outer edges of the western end. He was having a ball, and he figured he might as well enjoy it while it lasts. Right now it's fun, but it won't be when the technique is necessary to infiltrate enemy encampments. 
    

[Natsy]

+20; Learned. Very nicely done.

[Inoryu]

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Illusion Focus (third time)
Rank: "C" (Special, See Description)
Skill: Supplementary
Effect: User has gained mastery over the use of Illusionism.
Special: ---
Drawback: May learn at a maximum of 6 times,
Description: Each time learned the user gains 1 extra point to their Jutsu against the opponent's save for the Illusionary Perceptions (Figment, Glamour, Pattern, Phantasm, and Shadow). When the user learns this technique the 1st 2 times they train it as a regular "C" Rank Jutsu. When the user learns this technique the 2nd 2 times they train it as a "C" Rank Jutsu +10 Training Points. When the user learns this technique the 3rd 2 times they train it as a "C" Rank Jutsu +20 Training Points.
Limit: Universal GenJutsu Technique.

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    Inoryu was more than happy to train today with his Ninja Academy sensei, Densho Kirigaki. It was a suggestion from Shoza during Inoryu's morning meditation, and somehow it all seemed to work out, "Sure Inoryu, just give me five minutes to finish grading these papers. Meet me at the field." 
    "Yes sensei!" Inoryu was excited to spar with his teacher, to show how much he has improved. To demonstrate that there's no reason to regret allowing Inoryu to graduate the Ninja Academy. He felt he was coming along nicely. Though he hadn't really anyone to compare himself to, he couldn't deny the amount of progress he had been making. He had been making strides and he contemplated occasionally sparring his teacher to check his progress as he stood out in the middle of the field, patient waiting. 
    Densho appeared from the entrance of the school before long. He came within fifteen meters of Inoryu and stopped, "You ready?" 
    "Are you?" Inoryu returned with a friendly smile. They had started so fast it was hard to tell who made the initial movement, they both blurred through hand seals. Inoryu had finished much sooner. A replica appeared beside him from the icy winter air and they charged; they rushed at Densho with no regards to the jutsu he was executing with their robes flying behind them. 
    Inoryu reached Densho first and from the 'Slippery Fist' stance, threw a mid ranged uppercut to Densho's stomach. Missed; Densho leaped backwards to avoid the hit while continuing his hand seals. No matter, there was still the 'Adherent Flanker'. The replica closed the distance and threw a well aimed punch at Densho's face. Missed again; another leap backwards. And now the mist was setting in, obscuring everything from view. Inoryu and his 'Adherent Flanker' closed the distance towards each other so he could keep his replica in view.
    "Haven't learned anything new, huh Sensei?" Inoryu taunted playfully. 
    "How can I when I have classes to teach and papers to grade?" Densho replied. And in doing so he had given away his position, though Inoryu didn't want to do anything to relentless as throw a kunai or even shuriken. Instead, he moved to use his 'adherent flanker' to attack. They charged, and a leg appeared from the mist and was sent hurling into Inoryu's side. He had blocked it last second and Densho vanished again. Then he felt the chakra from his adherent flanker vanish. 
    "I hope you hadn't gotten cocky Inoryu. Just because I am a teacher at the academy doesn't mean I'm not worth the effort," Densho said. He had given away his position again, and this time Inoryu charged. He had glimpsed Densho through the mist and made to attack but Densho dodged to the right. Without a thought, Inoryu sifted through a short series of handseals. A kunai appeared in his hand and he threw it in a straight shot right at Densho standing over at his right. The fog was thick, but the distance allowed just enough visibility. It was closing in right between Densho's eyes and then it vanished. Densho was shaken. 
    "Gotcha sensei. It was a genjutsu." 

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-Techniques used to practice Illusory Focus for Figment Perception. 
Adherent Flanker
Rank: "D"
Skill: GenJutsu
Effect: User creates a figment of the creature they touch to create a flanking tactic.
Special: "Handseals"
Drawback: ---
Description: Affects anyone who sees the touched target. The duration of this technique lasts for 5 rounds per class level. This technique may be disbelieved once interacted with. An illusory replica of the subject appears in an area within 10 meters of the subject. The replica’s defenses are identical to the subject’s, except that it has 5 Armour Points per User's Class Level. Whenever the subject moves, it can move its replica an equal distance. The replica cannot take any actions other than moving, but the replica can flank with the user's allies. When the subject deals precision damage to a creature they are flanking with their replica, that damage is increased by 6 Armour Points. A creature that interacts with the figment may attempt a Save to disbelieve it. A creature that disbelieves the figment cannot be flanked by it.
Limit: Must know Figment Perception.

Almost Hit Type 2
Rank: "D"
Skill: GenJutsu
Effect: When the user performs this Jutsu, a weapon non-explosive secondary weapon appears in their hand which can startle and confuse opponents.
Special: "Handseals"
Drawback: ---
Description: Affects 1 creature. The user is able to perform this technique at a distance of 7 meters plus 6 meters per class level. The duration of this technique is instantaneous. This technique may be disbelieved once interacted with. The user performs the Jutsu and a weapon non-explosive secondary weapon appears in their hand, the user throws it at the opponent. It looks like a clean throw between the eyes but suddenly disappears right before the hit, leaving the opponent with yellow undergarments. When thrown, the weapon non-explosive secondary weapon flies as with proficiency, but disappears right before hitting the opponent, leaving them shaken for 1 round.
Limit: Must know Figment Perception.

 
  
    

[Inoryu]

    "You got me there, Inoryu..." Densho stated, with due respect. Inoryu stood up straight with a smirk, but Densho quickly sifted through a short series of handseals and Inoryu could see him molding the chakra in his gut as he tilted his head back. Inoryu had barely managed to avoid the glob of water shot at him by falling out of the way. He counted himself lucky, the visibility was still very low.  
    Inoryu stood up and he sifted through his own set of hand seals and a line of replicas formed through the air until they were visible in the fog. There before Densho stood four replicas, and there were two hidden in the fog, "Wanna try that again Sensei?" Inoryu asked.
    Densho scoffed at Inoryu's technique, "You wanna play a game of chance?" 
    "The odds are in my favor," each replica was in sync with Inoryu completely.
    "And what will I get if I win?" Densho asked. 
    "How about this cool voucher to the training room?" All the replicas reached behind them and pulled out a slip of paper from the butt bag hidden by his robe. Densho couldn't well see the voucher which Inoryu held out through the mist, but he could see the action of him doing so.   
        "Nah...I couldn't take away such a great opportunity to train from a former student of mine. How about I just go?" Inoryu was genuinely surprised at the speed Densho sifted through the hand seals. He didn't even have time to return the voucher to his pouch. A bullet of water shot through Inoryu, and the replica wavered in the air and vanished. He had chosen the second one to the left, "No luck, huh?" 
    "You could've at least waited until I put my voucher back! I could've lost it in this mist!" Inoryu exclaimed. He had his finger tips on the clip of his butt bag when Densho sent a bullet through another replica. This time he chose the middle. All three replicas vanished and Inoryu used the confusion to strike. He pounced on Densho, caught his back and successfully tackled him to the ground. All while the voucher had been secure in his pouch. 
    "I think I won this one, sensei."
    "Hey, wha~? I thought I had hit you when the illusions disappeared," Densho exclaimed. Inoryu had Densho locked by his wrists.
    "They were all figments. They vanished because the last one you hit lengthened the distance between the figments too far and the jutsu was stretched past its limit. They could only be ten meters apart between another figment or me."  
    "I see..." Densho replied. 
    "I just took advantage of the confusion. I was behind you all along acting as my replicas in front of you. And look, I still have two more," Inoryu stepped off of Densho and stood between the two figments the mirrored his smile.
    Densho stood up and the mist dissipated, "You've gotten much better Inoryu. Wiser. Keener," he placed his hand on Inoryu's shoulder, "Good work. How about round two?"
 
        

[Inoryu]

    "I think I have the time," Inoryu said. He really hadn't anything else to do and he was enjoying this sparring session. Densho pushed Inoryu off of him, he was fast as lightning. Inoryu stumbled backwards. When he looked up, he saw that Densho was sifting through hand seals and a wave of water was forming at his feet.
    "Tiny Water Explosion," Densho's words seemed to initiate to the technique. The water rose higher and hurled at Inoryu. There was no escaping it, the width was too wide and the height was too tall. Inoryu sifted through a set of hand seals and took the hit. When the water calmed, Inoryu appeared above it using the water walking technique to stay dry. 
    "Are you trying to kill me sensei? It's freezing out!" Inoryu exclaimed. 
    "If you were hit by that little trick, you deserve to freeze," Densho replied. He had a grin on his face. Was it a gesture of approval? Or was he just amused. No matter, the sparring continued.
    Inoryu finished a set of handseals within just seconds and he spun around. Figment replicas ran off of Inoryu, and he hid himself among the pack. Each figment faced Densho and he was covered on all sides. Densho's eyes shifted. Everywhere he looked there were more than several replicas of Inoryu gazing at him, each standing above the layer of water that had layered the field. 
    Here I go, Inoryu thought as two figments rushed towards Densho. Densho had successfully defeated the figments with some quick taijutsu and the figments had reacted to the attacks as if they were real, but they were insubstantial. They were the distraction. 
    Densho's world became black. A loss of all sight and sound. The battlefield was forgotten in this Godforsaken place and Densho was helpless. He looked all around him and could see and hear nothing. Tiny mouths with sharp teeth revealed themselves as the ground beneath him, and they were getting at his feet, gnawing at his ankles. Densho clamped his hands together with the rat seal. 
    Then the oxygen was gone from within the darkness, and he had to struggle for breath. It took him away from the dispel. He fell down on his knees. The mouths revealed themselves to be insect-like creatures and they were jumping up at the chance to bite Densho's face. Slowly as he lost oxygen, more of those creatures clamped on to his face and hands. The genjutsu was released and he returned to the battlefield gasping for air. Inoryu was hidden by the figments. They each faced him, he was sure that Densho couldn't tell which was the real one. But when he saw that Densho hadn't recovered, he rushed to his aid, "Densho sensei, are you okay?" Inoryu asked. The figments dissipated. It was odd to see Densho vulnerable, he had never seen him that way. 

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Mirror Image
Rank: "C"
Skill: GenJutsu
Effect: Creates Illusory duplicates to fool opponents.
Special: "Handseals"
Drawback: ---
Description: Affects anyone who sees the user. May create up to 8 illusory doubles. The duration of this technique lasts for 5 minutes per class level. This technique may be disbelieved once interacted with. Several illusory duplicates of the user pop into being, making it difficult for enemies to know which target to attack. The figments stay near the user and disappear when struck. These figments separate from the user and remain in a cluster, each within 2 meters of at least 1 other figment or the user. The user can move into and through a mirror image. When the user and the mirror image separate, observers can't use vision or hearing to tell which one is the user and which the image. The figments may also move through each other. The figments mimic the user's actions, pretending to perform Jutsus when the user performs Jutsus, drink whenever the user drinks, and so on. While moving, the user can merge with and split off from figments so that enemies who have learned which image is real are again confounded. An attacker must be able to see the images to be fooled.
Limit: Must know the Figment Perception. Must know Instant Diversion.

Phantasmal Force
Rank: "D"
Skill: GenJutsu
Effect: With this Jutsu the user can create a phantasmal image that torments the foes.
Special: "Handseals"
Drawback: ---
Description: A Fear, Mind-Affecting Technique. Affects 1 creature. The user is able to perform this technique at a distance of 30 meters plus 15 meters per class level. The duration of this technique lasts for 5 rounds per class level. This technique may be negated. The phantasmal force has the same movements as the user while it deals "D" Rank of subdual damage on each successful attack. Note that because the phantasm is inside the creature's mind the phantasm can always make a full round attack of 3 movements per round. If disbelieved or if the creature leaves the user's line of sight the phantasmal force immediately dissipates.
Limit: Must know the Phantasm Perception.

  
        

[Tetsu]

+30

Please avoid putting other spoilers in you training other than the technique you're learning. Also a TP counter would be helpful to both you and me. Anyway enough of my rambling,

~Learned~

[Inoryu]

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Illusion Focus (Phantasm Perception/First time)
Rank: "C" (Special, See Description)
Skill: Supplementary
Effect: User has gained mastery over the use of Illusionism.
Special: ---
Drawback: May learn at a maximum of 6 times,
Description: Each time learned the user gains 1 extra point to their Jutsu against the opponent's save for the Illusionary Perceptions (Figment, Glamour, Pattern, Phantasm, and Shadow). When the user learns this technique the 1st 2 times they train it as a regular "C" Rank Jutsu. When the user learns this technique the 2nd 2 times they train it as a "C" Rank Jutsu +10 Training Points. When the user learns this technique the 3rd 2 times they train it as a "C" Rank Jutsu +20 Training Points.
Limit: Universal GenJutsu Technique.

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    "I'm okay, but that was one hell of a trick," Densho had his hand out addressing to Inoryu to stay back while he recuperated, "I think now's a good time to call it a day for me," he said as he stood up, not fully at first but eventually he regained his posture, "There's only so much stress my mind can take after a full school day." 
    "Right. I apologize Sensei," Inoryu began. 
    "Don't apologize, you're doing the right thing. Now I'm gonna head home. I'll see yea around," he said. 
    Inoryu too began his trek home. He turned into his front yard after some time and entered into his home. He made way towards his room and shut the door behind him. He picked up a sketch book. He felt that the sparring session helped him fully realize the capability of phantasmal force and he figured that if he was to enhance the technique, he would have to practice imagining horrifying scenarios and bringing them to life. He picked up his sketch book and opened it to a blank page.
    Immediately he picked up a pen and began darkening the bottom of the page. This line was bold, taking a quarter of the page. Then on top of the bold stripe, he formed figures as if they were veiled by the shadow of the shaded paper, trying to escape but doing so in vain. He pictured that they had red eyes. He drew their claws and arms, he drew one with wings that arched over the line. He gave a creature an elongated head. He gave another a tortured face, a face from another species entirely. He drew one with an open mouth with deadly fangs for teeth. Another had four singular fangs, two on the roof of the mouth and two on the bottom. The piece appeared was an ocean of horrific things, things that would pester the mind to madness if haunted by those creatures. 
    He began next on the upper layer of the piece. He took out his art set that had access to most colors. He colored the sky colors of red and orange with a burning white sun. The clouds were black, and he took influence from the bottom of the page and drew a creature trying to escape that shadowy veil from the sky. He pictured it with long arms, and if it were reaching for something to grab hold of and pull it out of engulfing misery. He could almost hear the whining of these creatures.  
    

[Inoryu]

    ??/20

    The piece was finished and he flipped the page. Next he would try and sketch the demon mask of Inoyoro Yamanaka, the same helm that he had seen called "The place that never was there" by his father. In that room that he had visited several times now, he saw the armor that the legend Inoyoro himself had donned during ancient times. 
    He started with the fangs and mouth. It was the first thing Inoryu always noticed. Then the round shape of the mouth to the chin, cheeks, and then the ears. The eyes are aligned with the ears. He drew his own eyes in the mask and found it a little peculiar. Next were the antlers. 
    The antlers were taken from a young antelope calf or something as such, and were dipped in gold. He believed the gold to be real, and it was a family heirloom worth more than money. It would never be sold. And considering the security, it wouldn't be stolen either. Or even found. 
    The lines of the gold antelope antlers were thickened on the page. The piece was coming along very nicely. He added the detail to the mask's cheeks and shaded in the fangs and surrounding mouth piece. He looked studied the picture. Inoyoro's demon helm and with Inoryu's eyes which was probably just was well exactly what Inoyoro would've looked like under the mask.
    Inoyoro could very well have been a demon, and the helm could've been his true face. He had heard his father say once, "Once you've killed, it takes some of your humanity away. And it will take even more every time." Considering how many people he's killed. He was the real demon. But then again he was glorified. He is both famous and infamous. He's a legend. Beyond time, his stories go on.  
    The next page, Inoryu worked on an abstract piece. Not really focused on anything particular, but just to follow a pattern with certain shades of gray and black. The finished product looked like a mind warp. Combined with his first piece, he may be able to make 'Phantasmal Force' even more unique. 

[Draven]

+15

Tips: space out your paragraphs, it makes it easier to read and grading flows better. Also if your adding in some fluff, I. E. talking with other people, or setting up a training environment, then add a bit extra of the actual training.

[Madame Loki]

ignore this, Draven... -_-

[Inoryu]

15/20
   
    Inoryu flipped the page to the next. The parchment was thick, unlike the paper he used for school. He picked up a black piece of chalk and stroked the outside border of the paper. There within in the open space, he would draw the face of a demon; hideous, terrifying, and frightening, were all the words he wanted to portray.
    Its mouth was opened wide, the demon's canine fangs were fierce and the rest of its teeth were sharpened fangs as well. Inoryu could almost hear a low growl as the piece became closer to completion. The devil was in the details. The lines that were the demon gave a certain perception, that the piece was not a portrait. It was a pattern. The focal point of the piece were lines made so that they were merely perceived as a face.
    Inoryu flipped the page. His last piece before going out to meditate revolved around a shadowy creature with wings of a demon. There were no eyes, no details, but the demon's shape and figure was prominent. It was proportioned like a human, for the most part; but the wings and claws were anything but. The shadowy figure's wings connected with its limbs at two places: once at the elbow and the rest riding along the underside of its forearm. The head of the demon for some reason had given Inoryu some sense of serenity. 
    He closed the sketch book. Three pieces in one night, he was on a roll. He went out to meditate. The calm mind would further allow him to strengthen his perception. Deep breath in...slow breath out. 
    The winter made its presence clear with the sharp chill of the air. He could see along the tall grass where the winter winds had been blowing, there were shades of white where the grass had been touched by the humid air. He breathed deeply and watched the blades of grass dance with the breeze.     

[Madame Loki]

~ Learned 

[Inoryu]

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Illusion Focus (Phantasm Perception/Second time)

Rank: "C" (Special, See Description)

Skill: Supplementary

Effect: User has gained mastery over the use of Illusionism.

Special: ---

Drawback: May learn at a maximum of 6 times,

Description: Each time learned the user gains 1 extra point to their Jutsu against the opponent's save for the Illusionary Perceptions (Figment, Glamour, Pattern, Phantasm, and Shadow). When the user learns this technique the 1st 2 times they train it as a regular "C" Rank Jutsu. When the user learns this technique the 2nd 2 times they train it as a "C" Rank Jutsu +10 Training Points. When the user learns this technique the 3rd 2 times they train it as a "C" Rank Jutsu +20 Training Points.

Limit: Universal GenJutsu Technique.

 
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    Inoryu had closed his eyes. His focus transferred from the real world and into the space between subconscious and unconscious. This would be the realm where he would train. 
    He saw himself, standing alone, tucked into his dark gray and green striped hooded robe. Where am I in this place of nothingness? It is a void and exactly that. Nothing. A place where my mind has the opportunity to reign supreme. 
    There in that place, Inoryu opened his eyes to the darkness. Dark matter with substance like water rose up from the void in such a way that equilibrium didn't serve him. He was standing straight, sideways, upside down, backwards and in every which way all at once. The substance became a pillar, and a glob of it was separated before it fell and vanished. He was standing among these gushing orbs. The sound of a solemn viola enveloped the realm. It played its sweet somber song slowly, vibrantly. He was fond of the low tone.
    There Inoryu's eyes met his own. A replica was there, standing upside down, his feet reaching towards the sky but his robe didn't fall. Their eyes were aligned. They listened to the song. And after several seconds, Inoryu broke contact and saw that hundreds of the same scene was happening around him. The robes of the replicas, despite being 'upside down' stayed snug around the calves. 
    The jutsu ended. He stood back again in the cold winter air, undulating with deep, calming breaths. 

                    

[Inoryu]

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    The world of grass that was before him whirred in a swirling blur of present color. He imagined Autumn, and red leaves began to blow through the space he occupied. He looked back. Rather than seeing his home, he saw a large Autumn tree with a massive trunk and magnificent roots. He knew that it was an illusion but it hadn't astounded him any less. It was as if it were reality, created by God in Heaven himself. It was sublime, and it was his own mind that was producing this effect. He came a few steps closer and stopped. 
    The leaves on the branches swayed with the breeze. Some were spurred off of their branch. In vivid clarity, the branches and leaves were illuminated by the sun. Another breeze swept more leaves off the branches and they danced in a slow turmoil. It signified somehow, that the end was just another beginning. The leaves would go on to decorate the world it marvelous cyanide, but the tree would continue to live on. It could be perceived as such a statement: In death there is life. Inoryu was but a witness to this cycle.
    The tree was strong and old. Wise beyond reason. A strength that Inoryu hoped he could some day harness for himself: the strength to keep on going when confronted with death. A gust of wind. Taken with it were more Autumn leaves. Inoryu's eyes travelled with the leaves and he saw that the leaves were circling around him through an unending breeze, just strong enough to keep the leaves airborne and dancing. Ten meters in diameter these leaves lifted, dropped, swayed and turned, and completed the circle around him several times. 
    It was sublime. Inoryu wished it didn't have to end, but he snapped out of the illusion and appeared back in reality where the tall grass swayed rather than Autumn leaves. He took another deep breath. 

        

[Nira]

+4
+6

[Inoryu]

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    The sun turned to black, and the clear blue sky was a shade of orange with dark gray clouds. He stood upon the ground of a desolate landscape. The sound of an explosion occurred, and over to his right, lava erupted from a geyser. 
    Above him a demonic creature with wings glided past him. He could hear a shrieking in the distance. He had put effort into making such an illusion the night before. The sketches he had produced on paper, was now coming to life. He was surrounded by creatures, in the midst of a hive. They bumped him, growled, snarled, and hissed. They bared their fangs in warning. Inoryu didn't budge. He was pleased with himself. No one could see the world he had invented. Not his parents, not a passerby, not the occasional badger that came to their yard to burrow holes. This illusion was all his.
    The ground began to tremble, there was another eruption coming on. Over to his left not far from him in the distance, lava was shot upward ten meters in the air. The creatures scattered to escape it.
    Inoryu raised his forearm to guard himself from erupted specks of fire and rock, and a large shield of silver with gold borders appeared to protect him. It had the vigil of a lion rising off of the base.
    He imagined what might've happened if he had been hit by the lava. The pain would've been insurmountable, unbearable. He refused to pondering on the searing sensation on having all of his senses burned to the bone.
    The creatures all ceased movement in an instant. And they all turned their faces towards Inoryu. He was wildly amused. He let his arm down and stuck the pointed end of the shield in the ground to deflect the oncoming, sweltering rock. The fiery molt came and was driven passed him by his shield. It seared the creatures that weren't capable of taking flight to save themselves. They collapsed into the lava completely and drowned in it. Some took flight, most had shrieked in agonizing pain. Then all had vanished. It was a clear blue sky and the white, hot sun appeared once again in Kusagakure no Sato.       

[Aimi Kaguya]

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[Inoryu]

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Infinite Mirrors

Rank: "B"

Skill: GenJutsu

Effect: Creates Illusory duplicates to fool opponents that reproduces when hit.

Special: "Handseals"

Drawback: ---

Description: Affects anyone who sees the user. May create up to 8 illusory doubles within 30 meters radius. The duration of this technique lasts for 5 minutes per class level. The duration of this technique lasts for 5 rounds per class level. This technique may be negated. Several illusory duplicates of the user pop into being, making it difficult for enemies to know which target to attack. The figments stay near the user and creates 2 more Mirror Images when struck. These Figments may separate from the user or remain in a cluster but must be within the meters radius. The user can move into and through a mirror image. When the user and the images separate, observers can't use vision or hearing to tell which one is the user and which the image. The figments may also move through each other. The figments mimic the user's actions, pretending to perform Jutsus when the user performs Jutsus, drink whenever the user drinks, and so on. While moving, the user can merge with and split off from figments so that enemies who have learned which image is real are again confounded. As long as a Mirror Image is struck it will continue to reproduce an extra until the duration runs out or negated.

Limit: Must know Figment Perception. Must know Mirror Image.

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    Inoryu made his way through the barren field. This ground had no grass, just dirt. At places bordering the field were rows of ice and he crunched on sleet no matter where he stepped. But it was open and airy, the perfect place to conduct his next training session. He had been focusing on the Phantasmal Perception as of late, but now he resorted back to figments. He was fond of the style. 
    He came fully equipped for battle. Hidden by his dark gray and green striped hooded robe was an assortment of tools. Two slots of bo shuriken and a slot of kunai in his butt bag, a tanto secured on the left side inside of his robe, and another slot of kunai hidden in the rob in the right side compartment. The Kusagakure forehead protector was tied loosely but securely on his neck. His tanned white skin, blond hair, and teal eyes were radiant against the colors.
    He made his way and stopped in the middle of the field. It allowed him ample space for the technique to train. He was determined to find some way to enhance it, the 'Mirror Image Technique'. He sifted through the hand seals.
    From a whir in the air, replicas of Inoryu appeared one by one around him in a two meter diameter, there was a total of eight replicas. Too easy. All of the replicas were in sync in raising their hands and dispersing back into the thin air. Inoryu sifted through hand seals again. One by one replicas whirred into existence again two meters apart, eight in total. They raised their hands to a seal and they vanished again. 
    Soon after my warm up, I could start the real work out. He continued this until he felt comfortable fatigue. Alright now time to start pushing some boundaries.  More replicas appeared, two meters apart. With control over his figments, he ordered them to split the two meter limit. They walked away until they dispersed. 
    More replicas appeared. Again they walked away from Inoryu until they reached their limits. One of the jutsu's weaknesses was that each figment had to be at least two meters within another figment or the user. Inoryu was trying to push passed this boundary. He would continue until he exhausted his chakra. 
    He went another time, creating the replicas, and they walked away until they vanished from sight. Inoryu staggered and did his best to stand upright. He knew that he had one more in him before he would fall over and collapse from exhaustion.
    After the necessary hand seals, Inoryu was struggling to stay focused. He sat down, every figment mirrored him to the very detail all sitting as he did so. They sat with eyes closed and chin up just as the original. He was soaking in the cool wintry air and the hidden warmth from the sun. He exhaled and felt calm. Every figment replica displayed this. He would focus on his breathing until he was capable of going at it again. He took a deep breath...

 
        

[Inoryu]

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    Inoryu meditated. As he recuperated his chakra, he meditated to find the next stage of hand seals. Another deep breath. He counted through the eight original hand seals and held the last seal and each figment mirrored him in time. He focused on the chakra outside of him that surrounded the land. He depended on it for wisdom.
    He took a deep breath, each replica undulated as he did so. He was in the middle of his mimicking figments. He focused on the chakra that was inside of him. He focused on connecting that chakra with the chakra outside of him. He would hope the answer would come through this open channel. He breathed deeply, slowly, and the next hand seal was revealed. It was the seal of the snake. 
    Inoryu exhaled. Somehow he had found the answer by connecting to all of the world. The wisdom there must be immense. He leaned backwards on his hands to relax a bit and checked himself. Am I ready to go again? Or should I continue searching for the next hand seal? He shook his head. Not ready to go again, I still need to recuperate more chakra. He sifted through the hand seals again and he ended on the newest seal, the seal of the snake. Okay, now for the next hand seal. 
   He connected the chakra within him to the chakra that surrounded him that enveloped all of the world a second time. His focus remained, and he waited patiently for the next seal to occur. He took a deep breath, as deep as he possibly could. His robe had kept him warm and snug in the cold. And in this way, the air was refreshing. Suddenly, his hands changed into the seal of the hawk. Alright! Now I'm even closer. 
       Inoryu stood up, still mirrored by all of his replicas. He dispersed them into the air. He took a deep breath and sifted through the hand seals, the new ones included. It appeared as figments were taking form all around him in a disorderly fashion, and then nothing. Okay, so I have more hand seals to learn. He stood there, patient. His chakra was recuperating as he continued on with his training. He completed the hand seals up to the newest he had learned thus far. He waited. It wasn't working, he had to sit down to better focus on connecting his chakra to the omnipresent one.