Seraphic Voyage [EPIC]

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Certain truths reveal themselves only to those who are willing to listen.

Perhaps, Seraph would hear these rumors, whispered in a store when he stopped to pick up his dinner, or in the street as he crossed through, making his way to fulfill his duties as a ninja. The words was in the air, certainly, that there was something strange to be found in the northern stretches of the continent. The Land of Myth, people were calling it, in a haphazard, almost mocking way. No sovereign dared claim to rule over such a place.

The rumor was this: Some ancient ruin contained the power to split a man into two. A traveller, a madman, some say, had been there, and performed the ancient rites, and split himself into two beings. None had seen this "Shadow Being" to verify that it really was such a thing, but the legend was still tempting. The details were vague about this. The primary detail was that it was somewhere near the sea, on a mountaintop. That was all there was to know...

Would an adventurer dare bold the untamed wilderness of the north country just to see what this ruin had to offer? Or would this little information prove insufficiently tempting to draw the interest of an ambitious young man with powerful Sight?

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[Renyer]

The young man didn't hold much with him since he only wanted to go have a drink at a bar, but he did hold a little amount of gadgets with him. Seraph wore a black blazer a red shirt and black trousers and his loosened tie would be hanged on his neck while his headband was just left in one of his jacket pockets. In his other jacket pocket, 5 explosive tags and 5 force tags laid with his anti flash lenses, and in his left pouch just 20 smoke pellets and 5 northern winds were sitting. The young red haired man would also acknowledge the 15 bo shurikens and 15 hira shurikens in his right pouch.

Seraph sat in a bar and began to drink his life away until he heard two men talking, he had no intentions of overhearing them, but they were close to the young man and they wasn't anything else he could do he was just forced to hear what they were saying. A minute later there conversation hit a pause and Seraph was shocked, he dropped his drink on the counter and stood up "Umm excuse me, but I couldn't help hearing you guys talk about this ruin may I know where it is?" Seraph politely asked with a little smile on his face.

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The two men, both in their late thirties, would turn to the younger man as he butted in.

They were both forgettable looking men, with round faces in unzipped coats, with mustaches and bowler hats. One was a bit squatter and rounder than the other, but largely, they looked to be a pair, brothers even.

"Oh, you were listening?" The one, the rounder one, said. It was no so much a question as it was a politeness.

"Aspiring adventurer or something? Looking for whatever power there is, up there in the hills of Myth? Well, if you were listening carefully, you know all there is to know. Some bastard claimed he split himself in two – not a shadow clone, but a real split. And he did it with some strange power, he found it in an old ruin. He said it was 'up in the mountains, overlooking the sea' but that's just about all he'd tell anybody."

The other man nodded in affirmation. They stared at the Onigami, awaiting a reply.

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Seraph was happy to hear that the two men told him where it was, the young red haired man tried asking politely for a change and it actually worked "Well I'm very interested in all that so I guess I'll be going there" Seraph said to the two men and then he would pay for his drink and leave if they had nothing else to say to him. Seraph looked up into the hills of myth and gave a weak smile "lets see what this place has to offer" Seraph said to himself as he made his move to the hills of myth to acquire this special power he heard of.

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The young ninja would start out of the bar, being somewhere not far from the Village Hidden among the Leaves. It was early evening, but this time of year, the sun was beginning to set somewhat early, and night was not far off. By this heading, he might be able to make a general stab at the Land of Myth, which was north, he knew. But what more could he do for navigation? How would he find his way once the sun went down and the stars came out. Could he possibly hope to walk all the way there, with the bare supplies he has?

How bold was this young ninja to be in starting his quest for more power?

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OOC: You're in my world now. Gonna need a bit more than that. Be grateful I didn't deduct Ryo for the beer lmao.

[Renyer]

Seraph didn't know much about the place and he didn't bring much stuff. only if the young red haired man had known. His true intentions was just to go to the bar and have a good time, but he got into this. Seraph would continue walking and then he would notice that the sun would soon set and he didn't have a compass or anything to help him all he had was his Tasukeru, but he was not sure even that would help him. Seraph would do nothing else, but continue walking hoping he would find a lucky breakthrough in his journey to the hills.

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Surely the beer wouldn't be that much right?

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The boy continued some miles along the path, walking at a brisk, but sustainable pace. The small town he was in faded into nothingness as he walked through the forest, now nearly devoid of leaves. Night soon descended, as he walked on and on. Some distance down the road, he would be walking still through unremarkable forest when the cover of absolute and complete night would descend upon him. Would he fear the night, or continue his journey into wild lands. Perhaps he could make camp for the nights? He had stopped for some food and drink, but how long would they sustain him?

[Renyer]

Seraph gave a frown when he reached the forest. The young red haired man sat on the grass and looked around, but it was too dark for him to find anything in the forest, all he could do is just keep going, but he started to get a bit tired in the dark and didn't want to get attacked. The young man activated his Tasukeru to look around and see if he spots anything with his thermal vision sight "Okay lets see if there's anything around here" Seraph said with determination.

Tasukeru (Seeing Life)
Rank: C, B, A, S
Skill: Doujutsu
Effect: A powerful eye allowing the user to see 360 degrees and see the bloodlimit life signs of targets.
Special: Although one is born with this jutsu, one must activate the eyes through training.
Drawback: Heavy chakra drain over time, especially when multiple phases of the Tasukeru are accessed.
Description: Allows a full three hundred and sixty (360) degree field of vision. Unlike Byakugan, the user sees life in its normal colors during this tech, no details spared. Signs of life, thermal readings and X Ray vision is near perfect. Can also read a determine the difference of a regular shinobi to that of one with a bloodline or if they house any foreign presence by the different chakra waves displayed when observed through Tasukeru. This does not mean one knows the BL right away. Must have encountered the BL before in order to know exactly who they are. The ‘C’ ranked version grants the user up to 50 meters of observing. Each new rank for the Jutsu will add 50 more meters. This can be trained multiple times after all the ranks are achieved in order to add 50 meters onto one’s total. Each extra training is worth an S ranked training. Summoned through will, the scarlet eyes of the Onigami will grow a very vibrant neon red and all life becomes theirs to fully observe. Once activated, the user has a three hundred and sixty (360) degree field of vision, as well as the ability to see into other people’s bloods. For those allied to an Onigami, this jutsu is revered for making the Onigami known as the ultimate scouts.
Limit: Must be part of the Onigami BL. 

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As the boy would open his miraculous sight, he would stumble forward into the night with new awareness. Nothing interesting struck him, other than the small lights of woodland creatures scampering through the forest. Birds, bats, and squirrels. But as night fell almost entirely and absolutely, he would see the chakra of a man lying on the road before him.

The lights, the thermals sensory – they all pointed to one thing. This man was not doing so hot. His chakra was diminished, his body was flaming hot. He must have been suffering from some sort of ailment, although it would not be entirely obvious. Because of his eye, he would spot this stranger from 200 meters out. The stranger was directly in the path he was trying to pass through, and the forest was relatively thick on either side. 

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Seraph raised his right eye brow at the sight he was looking at with his immaculate eye, the young man began to stroke his chin gently "Now who the hell is that man in my sight of vision" Seraph said before bringing his right eye brow back down and thinking again "Hmm he's in the forest so surely he may know something about the ruins that I need to get to in this damned Land of Myth" Seraph said with slight anger.

The young red haired man didn't care much about the other man in his vision, but he could know something that's important to him in his quest to get to the ruins on the hill tops. Seraph would jog his way over there trying to conserve most of his energy for later when things get serious. Seraph would give the man on the floor a slight kick to his hand "Oi Wake up!" Seraph said with a high tone.

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The ninja descended upon the stranger with metered zeal, and struck him roughly but non-injuriously in order to rouse him from whatever he was in.

As the man's hand received a swift kick, he would twitch and pull it away, and let out a loud cough, followed by a sneeze. In this sneeze, a pile of snot and flem would cover the boy's legs, leaving his leading right leg and shoe rather disgusting. The young man would be able to feel the bodily fluid leaking into his trouser and touching his leg in a rather gross manner. The man would just groan and roll to turn away.

The man was dressed in relatively simple traveller's gear – a beat up winter jacket, some thick denim pants, and carrying a backpack that seemed to be about half full. A water skin was attached to the outside of the pack. The man would continue to groan as he assumed a fetal position.

[Renyer]

Seraph would stare at the man dressed in simple traveler's gear. Seraph began to think to himself whether he should ask about the ruins, until he decided to save that question for later in the conversation Seraph was just about to engage in. The young red haired man would come to a conclusion that was starting a normal conversation with the traveler. "Oh what happened to you?" Seraph calmly asked the man dressed in travelers gear.

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The boy would try again to rouse the man, but the reaction he received would not be so good...

The man would start coughing violently, in a burst lasting about 30 seconds. At the end of the burst of coughs, he would start wheezing, and slowly the sound of his wheezes would peter out. Twitching and rolling into the dirt, the man would move less and less, until he moved no more. Judging by his Onigami eye's sight of his chakra, the young ninja would realize that he just witnessed the death of this strange traveller.

[Renyer]

Seraph stood still and just remembered his shoe was blasted with snot, the young red haired man would keep calm and just wait for the traveler to talk. After 30 thirty seconds Seraph witnessed the death of the traveler with his own eyes "Fucking Bastard" Seraph said in anger as he rubbed the snot on his shoes on the travelers denim jeans. "Better search him for some supplies" Seraph then began to search the travelers pockets and his bag which was half full for any supplies.

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The Genin would realize the man was dead, and immediately go to loot his corpse, first reaching his hand into the dead man's pockets. He would find a small pocketknife¹ in his left front pocket, not much of a blade, hardly a weapon, but perhaps a survival tool. Nothing else would be found in the man's pockets. When he switched to his backpack, he would find a variety of far more useful stuff. First of all, the pack was an old hiking backpack, with plenty of room for supplies. And supplies there were! There was rice (about 80 cups worth) and about 4 large jars of some kind of jelly, all of which had been opened and eaten from to some extent. The waterskin on the side of the pack appeared to be empty.

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[Renyer]

Seraph picked up the pocketknife and just decided to drop it into the his left pouch. Seraph then found proper supplies in the bag. Seraph decided to just take the bag pack like that instead of taking just the materials in it. Seraph would carry the back pack on his back and then continue walking hoping he would get to the hills of Myth quickly, the young red haired man felt better just knowing he had supplies.

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As the young man would leaf through the food and repack it into his bag, he would catch a whiff of something unsavory. While the food was certainly not spoiled, being things that kept for relatively long periods of time, something smelled off about the food. Could it be that the food was infected with whatever it was that killed the man? It didn't seem like it was so poisonous that to handle it was bad, but it certainly didn't seem to be clean enough to eat, not just yet anyways. 

Regardless, night was coming fast, and it was growing darker, and colder by the moment. What would the boy do with this suspect food and little in the way of supplies?

[Renyer]

Seraph continued to walk, he didn't feel like taking a break and eating the supplies he had just yet. Seraph would continue walking to the land of hills, the young red haired man started to get worried that he wouldn't make it to the forest, Seraph tried to clear his mind and then continue walking deeper and deeper in the forest while being able to see anything with his divine Tasukeru eyes he praised more then just often.

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The boy would continue walking, all through the night, unmolested, for the most part. Nothing larger than a squirrel blocked his path. He had been walking something like 12 hours when his fatigue would start to become noticeable, and the dawn would start to break. He could certainly push himself, to keep walking, but there might be consequences down the road if he decided to do so. On the other hand, to stop would delay his progress towards the Land of Myth, and leave him on this (hopefully north-bound?) trail, as a sitting duck. Unless he struck out, off the trail? The options before him were boundless.

[Renyer]

Seraph noticed that it was dawn and he started to get tired so for safety reasons the young man decided to take a break and rest. Seraph didn't trust his supplies too much so he would just rest, the young red haired man felt a bit hungry so he would decide to take a little bit from one of his rice cups, he knew this was a risk, but he had to eat sooner or late or he would most likely die of hunger which would be classified as a very tragic death. Seraph took a bite out of the rice and wondered if they would be any negative effects.