Preparation [Training, Invite]

[Umehara]

Katon: Futtou Ki no Jutsu (Fire Element: Boiling Tree Technique)
Rank: "A"
Skill: NinJutsu
Effect: A powerful technique used to take out a forest if need be to destroy those who are hiding from within, causing a great massive destructive force.
Special: "Handseals"
Drawback: ---
Description: A devastating technique devised to eliminate opponents hiding inside a forest or other such area without having to trouble themselves by looking for them. The user begins by applying chakra to a single tree. The tree heats up so much that the sap inside is set alight, causing the three to explode from the inside out, sending hot splinters shooting in every direction. This technique is most dangerous in a heavily forested area, for it will have a chain reaction to any nearby trees. When the user first learns this technique as a "C" Class ninja the user is capable of destroying an amount of trees within the distance of sixty meters radius of when the tree first blows up with trees in the distance of up to ten meters apart. The distance increases by ten meters for every class level the user may be. This technique takes an amount of half a round before the first initial tree explodes in which causes the chain reaction if need be.
Limit: Must learn within the Uchiha Clan. Must have Katon no Jutsu (Fire Release Skill)

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[. Sharingan Active]

My body was beginning to react to Burakku's searing anger. So much so, that my Sharingan Eye began to perceive that which might or might not have been there.

Pressing a hand to the tattoo that rested on my shoulder, it had fully come into being and healed quite beautifully. From beneath my cloak did I relinquish my grip on my arm. For in my interactions with Kogaku, I had lost my sense of training. The taste of her lips was fresh upon me - how soft they had been to the touch. Still, I could not ignore this lingering feeling of pent up anger that the Old One inside had stirred. For whatever reason, I was travelling much faster than usual. I could hear the beat of my heart, its quickened pace something akin to an ominous drum that would only grow louder in its attempts to catch my attention. I had to free myself from this imprisonment. What better way than to cause destruction to something that I surely would not miss.

Suddenly, I halted my advance as I jettisoned across multiple tree branches. My feet had been treading lightly ever since I had reached the forestry, but it was bothersome to maneuver fully with my body's reactions to Ekirei's thrashing getting in the way of my full potential. I had to bring the beast under control. And now that I had pondered what technique would be most favorable in the situation, I recalled my father vanishing into the forest during my youth. It had seemed that only minutes later, he had shown me the "Boiling Tree" technique. Not only did the devastation ruin and destroy those within, but any caught within the blast had surely perished. I'd even stood there for minutes after, watching in awe as he emerged victorious and in tact.

I had to attempt it.

Lifting a single hand to my chest, I was able to flip through quite a few of the seals with a single hand. My chakra had not been called out in quite a while, thus causing me some discomfort as I grit my teeth. The manipulation of my energies was slightly hindered by Burakku's stubbornness attempting to appeal to the rest of my senses. Forcefully - commanding - I willed it to act against his judgement. It swelled like an irritated liquid. Bubbling beneath my facade of patience, I slowly willed it forward. Only slightly faster than molasses, it twisted and churned until finally it would come forward to be manipulated by my masterful hands.

There was first the task of changing it into the powerful Katon technique that I sought to have. My eyelids fluttered to a close as power personified stood amongst the trees, attempting to feel them all out. My soul began to detach itself from me, obedient to my desire to observe that which lay around me. And then suddenly, on a simple command, it broke apart from my body and began its trek forward. Quickly did the essence of my spirit move through the trees, effortlessly graceful as it began to count and number the area with which I would have the power to work my magics. My chakra was beginning to heat up as I conjured the heat.

"Where did I go wrong..? How have I not seen...?" I questioned.

The very thought pervaded my sense of sanity as my chakra suddenly seemed to surge, twisting into the nether and pulling back the nature of fire. It began to cause my very vessel to illuminate with a bright amber and orange, crimson lining the tendrils that lashed out. My final handseal had finished just as I'd unleashed my chakra into a spherical pattern. With only a simple blink, I was able to see an apparition of my father. He was performing the same technique that I was, and I had mirrored him almost perfectly as we both stood and allowed our essences to filter out into the world. I saw his chakra dance against the ebb and flow of my own.

Though I couldn't make out his form in true detail, my Sharingan pierced the veil of immortality and allowed me to dissect the very stance he took up when he performed the jutsu's usual pattern. It was time to unleash Hell...