Shadowmonger (training)

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SHADOWMONGER

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Dim [10]
Rank: ["D"]
Skill: GenJutsu
Effect: A technique that dims a light source.
Special: "Hand seals"
Drawback: ---
Description: Any light that is within the range of this technique that a user may be around will suffer in having five meters of any source of illumination light will be dimmed down. This means that if there is a light that shines within twenty meters, the illuminated light will shine only within fifteen meters. Not the most powerful technique, but a great technique to make one more hidden.
Limit: Must know the Shadow Perception.

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Nighttime had settled calmly across the land of Lightning as low clouds rolled through the darkened skies slowly, their bloated bodies blocking out the albicant lights of the crescent moon. In the midst of the village, peoples came and went in droves into abodes, shops and other places of entertainment. Yet in a low-lit alley way, several meters away from the jovial night life of Kumogakure no Sato, Okitsugu crouched to the earth; his body, cloaked by shadows, couldn't be seen by the untrained eye or to those who passed by the corridor without a second glance. He kept quiet and pulled in slow and controlled breaths as the night air was colder than normal.

Around the village square there were several lamp posts that illuminated the surrounding area with unnatural lights—with a frown, Oki rubbed his hands together as he readied the requisite seals for a Genjutsu of the Shadow variant. He enjoyed the shadow perception of illusion arts the most as it allowed him to have some control over light and darkness; he aspired to increase his knowledge of shadow arts by mingling with those of the Nara ichizoku whenever he had the apt opportunity.

Chakra worked its way from his heart in copious amounts as he focused his control to his hands where the seals had already been completed; in an instant, he right hand went forth in a grabbing hold as he clutched his fingers together and brought his hand into a fist. During the time his fingers slowly closed, two lamp posts dimmed a significant amount in the square. He would have smiled had he been of a joyous temperament; instead, he frowned again, as none of the other Cloud villagers seemed to be aware of the dimming Genjutsu that he had cast. Again he did the kata as he focused a bit more on his awkward task. Three of the five lamp posts had yet been targeted by his Dim technique, so that is where he would start on his second attempt.

Success came in but a minute amount: the lights dimmed further, which caused several of the by-passers to look around at one another then up to the lights. They shrugged off the dimming as if though the lamps had underwent some electrical shortage or something; now glaring, Okitsugu went on to further diminish the lights to total darkness. With a total of about thirty meters of light remaining around the hub, he worked quickly to accomplish his task. One of the five had actually went totally out, which startled some villagers because they began to pick up on how the lights continued to dim until one by one they went out. Slowly but surely, the shadows started to consume the central area of Kumo.

The clouds had turned wispy as the cold air cut through their constitution and stray litter began to float about the cobblestone pavement of the village as darkness fell over the village square by way of Shadow Genjutsu. From his vantage point, Okitsugu looked up toward the sky and frowned deeply once more. He had successfully managed to cause some confusion and mild panic amongst the Fulgurians, but with the welcoming white light of the now visible moon, how could his usage of the Dim ninja art blot out what was celestial?

Although he was successful in his endeavors, they were short-lived by the appearance of the new moon. Like a ghoul, he retreated further into the alley way. His silhouette became one with total darkness as he left the scene, some what versed with the Dim Genjutsu. Upon his departure, the art was expelled and the lamp posts suddenly erupted to their usual level of luminosity.

Eerie...

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Deadly Darkness [30]
Rank: ["C"]
Skill: GenJutsu
Effect: A technique that extinguishes all light to those that are affected.
Special: "Hand seals"
Drawback: ---
Description: A technique that works within fifty meters in diameter. When this technique is performed, all lights are extinguished as if light simply does not exist. Within the area, the user is able to perform Crafted Shadow in order to attack those that are within the Deadly Darkness technique.
Limit: Must know the Shadow Perception. Must know Dim.

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Fate would deem it fit for Okitsugu to continue his mischief elsewhere; for as he rounded the corner of the alleyway, a pub full of shinobi of the Genin variant would be his next pit stop in the pursuit of darkness. He remained outside in the cold and away from the questioning gazes of his fellow nin—this would allow him to be more covert in his Genjutsu as the requisite kata would be made on his quick hands. Chakra oozed into his arms like fluid into a syringe: now the needle had to pierce the hearts of his subjects for his illusion to take hold.

Just as before with his usage of the Dim technique, Oki would snap his fingers as chakra rippled from his being into the lights of the pub via an opened window. Immediately, the Genjutsu took hold: every light within the vicinity of Okitsugu would dim into total darkness as if though someone had just flipped the light switch to the 'off' position. The Zetsubatama, or Deadly Darkness sent the owners of the pub looking to turn the lights back on; in finding the light source, their endeavors failed, for they had grown too accustom to wanton outages to realize that they were the latest victims of shadow perception Genjutsu.

Genkai Ømicron did not smile or laugh as his captives tried to turn on the lights; he instead released their group ethos from the holds of his shadowy ninja art as the light source returned to their dilated eyes. While he didn't show any physical sign of approval, he did note how the jutsu made people act: some panicked while others fumbled around like fools in the dark. He spat to the ground harshly as he thought of how many drunkards he had just so easily deceived. This was but the beginning of his practices, as Okitsugu's hands went into more seals as the party started back up.

The Cloud Genin's chakra control was just shy of paramount: again, the lights shut out as he slammed down the window that had been open. Surely the loud bang would have startled more minds, all the while slowly desensitizing the patrons of the place to his Genjutsu mindfuck. Behind the glass, he could hear drunken shouts of anger. He smirked for but a moment as other, more terrified cries came from inside the pub.

".. T-this has to be Genjutsu!" some feminine voice called out as her words turned into more cries. Noone approved of being placed under an illusion art, especially if they had no idea who was performing it on them. The angry shouts that came before the woman's discernment returned, now with thicker accents that could hardly be understood—

"Joooo *hic* bashterd!" came a gruff voice, "I'mmm gunna... (he stumbled, the mug in his hand sloshed ale on to the floor) I'm gonna phind jooo- *hic* -oooo!!" Others rallied in with their two cents, spitting curses and shouts to their unknown antagonizer. Okitsugu wasn't afraid of their threats, as they were still under the hold of his Deadly Darkness. His chakra continued to flow into the place at a smooth pace as he turned his head almost breaking his concentration.

In the middle of the street, Okitsugu could make out the figure of a stumbling man. Although it was dark, he could tell that he was of a massive build, but even still, the boy did not move. The man, half-drunk and half-dazed by the Genjutsu spun around as he faced Oki (who did look surprised when the man raised a blade at him). "I tohold joo..." he said, wiping his mouth with his free hand. "C'mon, guise: lets *hic* show'em not to fuck with our minds!" From the inside of the pub, footsteps could be heard coming out; ten other ruffians, about the same size as the first, came tumbling out of the bar in a drunken fury.

The boy's eyes turned virid as his opponents approached him. By now, he had relinquished total control over the lights inside the pub as other patrons flooded outside or to the windows to watch the skirmish before them.

"Make'em pay!"

"Kill him!"

"Argh, fuck - my head~"

Voices of all assortments called out threats, commands and personal woes as Okitsugu began to step back. He was only practicing his Genjutsu on live and unaware subjects, he did not plan on fighting armed men because of some trivial training exercise. His hands held but a single seal (ram) as chakra rippled to his calves, ankles and feet. In a burst of quick movements, the boy had displaced himself ten meters, blurring past his attackers and down the street with a well-timed Shunshin. Another body flicker would send him high on to the rooftops as his foes drunkenly staggered after him. In his black attire, it would be hard to spot him scaling the tiles of buildings once he made a hard turn left away from the moon light. He disappeared without a trace and his dumbfounded and angry pursuers were quick to give up; instinctively, they returned to the pub and continued their merry-making. At least one or two guards had now been stationed around the premises to make sure an outburst like that didn't happen again.

Okitsugu had had enough for one night. He would rest well and attempt more tries at perfecting his technique in a daytime setting.

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Deadly Darkness

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His time at the Cloud academy had been but the length of several weeks; today, under the cloak of thick gray clouds that choked the sunlight, Okitsugu returned to his roots of his mission objective with his hands shoved deeply in his pockets. The gravel under his feet kicked up particles of dust that covered the bottom half of his white shihakusho disdainfully. He frowned for but a moment as he continued down the pathway toward his destination. In his traveling, he came across children playing an unusual game of tag with what he soon deemed lightning ninjutsu. The small sparks flickered playfully from one child to another as he cut through an alley way headed to the training arena at the back of the facility.

The academy had multiple levels that rose high into the mountainous peaks of Kumogakure no Sato; as Okitsugu lifted his head to take in the height of the building, he hopped a low fence and strode across the training grounds with sly effort. Hopefully no one had seen him pass over into the Kumo Academy. He approached a classroom window and peered in as he saw his old Chuunin instructor with a room full of faces that the former student didn't recognize. This'd be the perfect time for him to practice his Genjutsu and maybe teach them a thing or two about the illusion arts. He, howbeit, would remain outside just as he had the night prior when utilizing the Deadly Darkness mind-art at the village pub. He would nod to none other than his reflection as he prepped the technique.

Chakra began to circulate within his body as his hands worked into seals. His focus was on getting the Genjutsu done, but first he had to weaken the brightness of the lights inside the class with the usage of a Dim release. The row of luminous lights dimmed a significant amount as his chakra worked its magic; the students, dumbfounded, began to increase their chatter as the Chuunin prompter settled them down:

"Quiet, quiet." He said, waving his hands in a vertical motion as to control the volume at which his students talked, "Lightning must've stricken a power-line—you all get back to work. I want detailed summaries of how chakra functions." Like a blanket over a flame, the man had managed to calm his students who went back to writing their essays.

They had fallen victim to his first genjutsu - excellent. With the inception of dimming lights implanted into their consciousness, Genkai continued his mischievous deed. Once more, he gathered and focused chakra into his hands as the kata strung out on his fingers. His mind was set on only darkness; in recompense, chakra flowed from his being and engulfed the entire room before him in a shroud of shadows. The academy students who had been kept busy writing had went berserk. They could not see anything in front of their eyes, even their Chuunin prompter had a tough time moving around in total darkness. Of course, as this was but Genjutsu, Oki could see perfectly fine from his outside position. Children stumbled over one another while others huddled in corners as their vision was stripped away by the effects of Deadly Darkness.

Okitsugu took note of how they individually reacted to the Genjutsu: several whimpered, others tried swinging madly at the darkness and the Chuunin prompter just stood at the front of his desk, his hand resting on the stubble of his chin. Within five minutes time, the Genin released his hold on their untrained minds; almost instantly, the head of the instructor shot toward the window, where he was (but for the briefest of moments) able to catch a glimpse of Okitsugu whose eyes flickered green as he vanished from the place via Shunshin.

"Alright... settle down, jisou. It was just a Genjutsu cast by one of my most advanced students. Hopefully you all grow to be as skilled as he at his young age." The man smirked as he looked back on how the white-haired teen scored so highly during his time at the Academy. Amazed, the children returned to their studies with Okitsugu long gone back down the way he had came.

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Deadly Darkness

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In the confines of his own home, Okitsugu would take a squatted seat on his knees. The boy closed his eyes as if he were to pray but instead he readied kata for usage of a jutsu. Having tested his Genjutsu on villagers of the Hidden Cloud and learned of its effects, there was but one other he needed to test the shadow art on: himself. He wanted to get a feel for it in his own mind and how he would react if someone were to ever cast Deadly Darkness on him. In the quietness of his home, Okitsugu meditated as chakra began to radiate from his body; in two minutes time, he flexed his held fingers together and the illusion art took hold.

Oki opened his eyes and had been instantaneously enveloped in darkness. It was as if he hadn't even opened his eyes, but he did - he would blink several times over just to make sure. With his mind calmed, no panic came to him in the total darkness of his home. He could still hear very well even though his abode was eerily silent. The Genin made note of how the shadows worked: he could feel his chakra utilizing the shadows of his environment to mask his vision. The darkness was thick and omnipotent, nothing could break through the Genjutsu unless it was released by its user or one whose mind had been fortified against such magic. There was a multitude of sinister mind games that Okitsugu could play on people under the hold of his Deadly Darkness, but those techniques would come in time. He released the Genjutsu on himself and his vision returned to normal.

Before his time in Kumogakure, he had been gifted with an albino serpent from the scientists of Minarai. Genkai Ømicron had yet used the illusionary arts on animals and whom better than Shinagi to be his first non-human guinea pig. He walked over to where he kept the snake and released it from its home on to the wooden boards of its master's home. The snake coiled around its body and hissed at Okitsugu for waking him up - its red eyes locked on to Oki's own white irises as he primed the technique. He took several steps back as the Zetsubatama took hold of Shinagi's vision.

Although the snake had no voice to speak its opinions, Okitsugu could immediately tell that he wasn't too thrilled about having Genjutsu cast on him. His tongue flicked the air madly as more hisses emitted forth from his being. Unlike humans, however, snakes did not need to rely on sight but their keen sense of taste. Shinagi slowly snaked his way toward Genkai as he would continue to saunter around the room, testing the potency of his jutsu on his pet companion. After weaving through the front room into his bedroom, Okitsugu released the Deadly Darkness art as his pet wrapped around his right leg in a tight coil. He took the use of this mind Genjutsu to be, for the most part, ineffective on animals who had superior senses to humans. Shinagi was taken back to his holding quarters as Okitsugu performed the technique on himself once more.

This time, he would be standing at the cage of the white serpent with his back to the rest of the room. He would have to turn around and make his way back toward the door before he released the Deadly Darkness Genjutsu on himself. Unlike lower animals, Okitsugu couldn't rely on his sense of smell to guide him, so as he turned, he did so slowly so the wooden panels moaned from his stressed weight. He had to use the senses of hearing and feeling to guide him out of his dwelling. He kept his poise in this stressful condition as he fluidly made his way to the door and released the illusion's hold on his vision. Having a photographic, moreso, analytic mind allowed him to maneuver through his home with little effort. It's a good thing that he was always one who did more remembering and learning than talking.

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