Beast Within [T|Trav|M]

[Celaena Kamyuja]

Beast Within

Endorphins start to swell now

As I step up to my throne
I feel the monster caged inside of me
Screaming through my bones – In this Moment, Beast Within.

Most people’s lives change very slowly, more slowly than the seasons. Some people are born into the life they’re going to lead and nothing much ever comes along to force them to change. For Amarantha of the Kamyuja Clan, change came about in the space of thirty very bad seconds. She was weak. She had given up too much of her strength throughout the war with the Gale Empire only to realize that her little help did not make a difference. But she was weak, drained mentally and so sick of everything that when she hurried through the emergency room, she crashed into a tall, muscular man. He snarled, “Bitch! The word is excuse me!” And the Kamyuja simply snapped. Amarantha whirled around. “Watch who you call a bitch!”

The man took a step back in shock. He simply could not believe what stood in front of him – a young woman with vivid amethyst hair that made her pale, colourless skin look even worst. He thought a ghost was glaring at him. The worst part was her light Goldstone coloured eyes; they blazed with power and hatred. They made him want to run, but he found he couldn’t move.

Amarantha had felt his fear, and relished it. She felt the darkness rising within her, and didn’t even try to stop it. She simply grabbed the man’s arm and propelled him toward a nearby empty staircase. “Please, miss,” he whimpered, “don’t hurt me. I’m sorry….”
Amarantha’s grin made his heart stop cold. “It’s too late for sorry, dearie. Now kneel before me.” Seeing someone’s pain and humiliation made everything more fulfilling. With the knife suddenly in her right hand, she brought it down into the side of his neck. He screamed, but the Kamyuja barely heard him. Until he passed out and that’s when she returned to her senses; she looked down at the unconscious man. What the hell had she done? She cursed and put her fist through the wall. Didn’t it get any better? No, she picked up the near corpse and ran into the nurse room. “We have a code blue here. Serious stab wound to right neck, lost a lot of blood, breathing weak.”

Amarantha was appalled. Years, and she still couldn’t control the depraved impulses inside her. The raucous of the nurses’ orders echoed in her ears, but managed to tune them out as she left the room. The outcome of his existence? Death…

[Celaena Kamyuja]

… So sweet caress, never long to last!
Destroy this illusion we need a change of fate!
Your frantic thoughts are only a condemned cry …

Mass Change [100]
Rank: "S"
Skill: GenJutsu
Effect: This Jutsu allows the user to change the appearance of 1 aspect of the surrounding landscape to their whim.
Special: "Handseals"
Drawback: ---
Description: Affects within the distance of the same thread. The user is able to perform this technique at a distance of 120 meters plus 60 meters per class level. The duration of this technique lasts for 10 hours per class level. This technique may be disbelieved once interacted with. Objects or creatures are altered from 1 type to another—dogs become cats, humans becomes goblins, houses become wagons, birds become pies, and so on. The change affects sight, sound, smell, and touch.
Limit: Must know the Glamour Perception.

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Every time I question him about something, he smiles at me like he's Yoda and I'm just a dumbass without the Force.
“Are you saying, that if I learn this Genjutsu, I could completely change any aspect of my surroundings?” As Akki, a new member of Amara’s family nodded slowly, the Kamyuja blinked wearily and then stared down at the scroll, a frown creasing her brow. Glamour chakra is needed here. The distance is great: one hundred and twenty meters plus sixty per class level, nice. That would make roughly four hundred and twenty meters. But I am not entirely sure. Objects or creatures are altered including the five senses. “Amazing, so how does it work? The Kamyuja said immaturely earning a glare from Terre.

Amarantha simply ignored and closed her eyes. Both of her hands rose up before her in unison before they clasp together forming Histuji instantly. Her left thumb was on top, and both of her hands were together vertically. With Ram in motion she awakened her chakra and allowed it to swell in volume. This wasn’t elemental chakra but that which creates illusions. A skill which used correctly can manipulate the flow of chakra in the victim’s brain, causing a disruption in their senses.

Now to create Genjutsu is rather simple once you get the hang of it. All the Kamyuja had to do was to control the chakra flow of her opponent’s cerebral nervous system, and thereby she would be affecting their five senses. Now this could work both ways; the female had learned that her Genjutsu’s effects activity throughout the prosencephalon structure of the brain, humans, dogs and other species of mammal are therefore all affected by her Genjutsu; however, like all insects which lack such a structure to their brains, they don’t even notice when a Genjutsu is in play. But that doesn’t fall into this category. Her Genjutsu chakra stretched outward in a three hundred and eighty degree radius from her at a steady rate.

But the meters will have to be worked out before she could allow the illusion to work. In this method of learning, she will first stretch her chakra to the limit of which she could perform and then like a switch she will awaken the Genjutsu. It always take time, but once she has mastered it, she is confident that it will work in a matter of short seconds. In her mind’s eye she saw everything working perfectly: a bright blue fog emitting from her form in a 380 degree radius and still flowing, crawling across the ground and through the air like phantom tentacles only to hit solid objects in their path and either merging with the organism or riding up the organism or around it. Blue chakra fog like mist, thick and heavy, and very much alive.

The process was time consuming at first, but as soon as three meters was out and still stretching, she began to feel the toll as the chakra limit jumped from C rank worthy and heading onto B rank worthy. Sweat beaded her forehead, and then within a few minutes, she felt a wet face cloth pressed against her skin. This was going to take a while. It felt like hours before she heard a voice from outside her mind. “Look at her, she looks like she’s sleeping.” Akki had such a velvety voice for a soft spoken man. But hearing them talk was becoming distracting and so she found herself becoming restless.

(1)

[Celaena Kamyuja]

… The future doesn't pass
And the past won't overtake the present
All that remains is an obsolete illusion…

Mass Change [100]
Rank: "S"
Skill: GenJutsu
Effect: This Jutsu allows the user to change the appearance of 1 aspect of the surrounding landscape to their whim.
Special: "Handseals"
Drawback: ---
Description: Affects within the distance of the same thread. The user is able to perform this technique at a distance of 120 meters plus 60 meters per class level. The duration of this technique lasts for 10 hours per class level. This technique may be disbelieved once interacted with. Objects or creatures are altered from 1 type to another—dogs become cats, humans becomes goblins, houses become wagons, birds become pies, and so on. The change affects sight, sound, smell, and touch.
Limit: Must know the Glamour Perception.

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The Kamyuja was about to snap at them when suddenly she felt her body fold painfully. Pins and needles overtook her body and she broke out in sweat. But what the most frightening thing was that she couldn’t stop her progress, much less open her eyes. And then what happened next chilled her blood to below zero. “Please, miss,” he whimpered, “don’t hurt me. I’m sorry….”
A grin, my grin, Amarantha’s grin made his heart stop cold. “It’s too late for sorry, dearie. Now kneel before me.” My voice, the sound so cold. Is this an illusion? Or my guilty conscious? A knife, suddenly appearing out of nowhere and then down, sinking into flesh. My hand is attached to the blade. And then his screams, rising in baritone. Why is this happening? I’m so sorry! Sorry. Sorry. Sorry.

The world snapped into focus as Amarantha’s eyes opened slowly as if hesitantly. It felt like her eyelids were made of sandpaper. Her mouth tasted stale and her tongue was stuck to the inside of one cheek. Her entire body ached. But what was strange was that her training was still in process. She could feel the ebb of her chakra leaving her body in waves. And if she awakened her eyes she would bet that the distance of her chakra covering the field would be a run-of-the-mill med B rank worthy.

Well she felt halfway between B rank to beginnings of A rank. But spending chakra was hard to judge when nothing was being done with it besides stretching the limit to that of S ranked. But still she hesitantly closed her eyes and opened her mind’s eye. Indeed her chakra had stretch a fair amount since her vision or whatever it was. Opening her eyes she noticed that Both Terre and Akki were sitting in the grass, staring and talking between them. With a voice so dry, Amara summoned up and asked for a drink. “Terre, water please.”

Something was off, her entire throat felt heightened. The cold stung like ice against skin for too long and she had trouble speaking. But she had to think about it later, worry later for she felt her stomach fold once again.
Focus. Focus. Focus.
The voice was spoken very clearly. And she listened to it and closed her eyes. The chakra emitting her body began to slow. But it was still constantly leaving her pores in the same measured amounts. Her bottom was numb with the wet soaking through as she was sitting on the grass but she ignored that, and focused on her training at hand. She began to think on what this jutsu was and what it can do.

And so while her chakra was spreading the entire area around her, she ruled out that this was a Genjutsu, and that she knows what a Genjutsu is and what it can do. And in this case, this jutsu altered an object such as a mansion, once tampered with Glamour chakra will appear a cottage. Like the opposite of what it truly is. Mentally nodding, she gave one final shove of chakra to release before she cancelled her training for the day. Her hands fell from the Ram seal and fell onto her lap. Her chakra and the chakra around her dissipated into fin air, wasted yet gained something new. The distance marked roughly ninety per send out of the maximum she was going for: four hundred and twenty meters. But after what she went through today she was glad that she actually got somewhere that it didn’t cancel out when she had to vision episode or whatever it was.

(2)

[Father 'Suke]

+20

[Celaena Kamyuja]

… This is the way to escape from our agitation
And develop ourselves
Use your illusion and enter my dream...

Mass Change [100]
Rank: "S"
Skill: GenJutsu
Effect: This Jutsu allows the user to change the appearance of 1 aspect of the surrounding landscape to their whim.
Special: "Handseals"
Drawback: ---
Description: Affects within the distance of the same thread. The user is able to perform this technique at a distance of 120 meters plus 60 meters per class level. The duration of this technique lasts for 10 hours per class level. This technique may be disbelieved once interacted with. Objects or creatures are altered from 1 type to another—dogs become cats, humans becomes goblins, houses become wagons, birds become pies, and so on. The change affects sight, sound, smell, and touch.
Limit: Must know the Glamour Perception.

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Something had prevented her from dreaming. Normally a light sleeper, she often found herself lying awake in the night, momentarily stunned and unsure of where she was. But her sleep had been unusually deep this time, and she awakened with a quiet sense of purpose, which like the coming dawn grew steadily stronger. A breeze brought wind chimes outside the bedroom window to life, their delicate, otherworldly music drifting through the mostly dark room. A lovely sound, she thought, but strangely melancholy as well. The shadows parted as she sat up, and the beginnings of daylight bled through the windows, gently absorbing the darkness, devouring it slowly. She had a strong desire to stand before the mirror against the far wall, to look at her reflection, to see first-hand what had become of her during such a long and unforgiving night. But she remained in bed, remembering. The folding sensation when she was learning. Why could she not move that feeling aside? The more she thought about it the more it seemed real. Ignoring the queasiness she got out of bed and made her way outside. This was the day she was going to learn it. And so she found herself sitting down with her hands in the Ram seal.

Blinding flashes seared Amara’s eyes and she experienced the familiar sensation of being turned completely inside out, with every nerve pulled thin like a spiderweb, every cell split and shattered. Colours raced past her as if she was falling down a well that went on forever. Cold shuddered through her like spears of ice. Then there was a twisting sensation and she was on her knees, hauling for breath and gagging against the nausea that bubbled up from deep inside.

It took her a moment to realize she was kneeling in the sunshine and the air was warm and clean.
The door into your deepest, darkest mind.
Behind her, the standing building of her home stood out against a deep blue sky, each brick stood out against a deep blue sky, each smooth and polished, carved with cracks marked by time. What the hell happened? As she turned from her dwelling, she noticed a figure hunched over, her back against the Kamyuja. Slowly she approached the stranger, but noticed immediately, the figure was not a stranger at all – but herself, and she was holding the Ram hand seal.

Something else was bizarre, she could see her chakra leaving the lean figure and realized that even though something was wrong, her training was still in process. The Kamyuja stumbled to the ground, and stared intently at herself. The chakra leaving the body went right through her as though she was a ghost, and as she looked around she noticed that the distance of that chakra had well in truly past the boundaries of B Rank. The female knew at once that she was releasing A Rank worth of chakra, and that since she was stretching her chakra still, it meant that she was still training.

“What the hell is going on?” She whispered fearfully. Don’t you know? A voice answered her. Her voice. She turned sharply at the sound and let out a holler. Three forms of herself stood in the field. But as Amara stared piercingly at the second figure, she noticed a cruelty in the mix of her innocent face. “Adelpha?” As the woman nodded casually, Amara felt a chill creep down her spine. “What is happening?” You are training, sister. After you murdered that man in the medical wing, you and I have collided. While you train in the physical world, your mind is slowly merging with my own. We are becoming one…

Meanwhile the remains of Amarantha holding the Ram seal continued to release chakra out in a steady amount. Akki approached silently by the shell form of the Kamyuja holding a cup of coffee in his hand, unaware of what has happened to the Kamyuja. Her chakra silk over him in waves of warmth as heedlessly it attended to his chakra network even when she had not activated her glamour illusion. The stretch of her chakra finally hit the midway mark of A rank. And there was a jolt as her chakra came to a brief halt. Her chakra poured from her pores continuously until it reach the limitation on the field around her before the stretching prolonged. And by now the stretching of her chakra was nearly complete: two hundred and ten meters out of four hundred and twenty.

(3)

[Father 'Suke]

+10

[Celaena Kamyuja]

… My past breathes down my neck
And it seems now that all I can do is
Go back to beginnings when all lay ahead
A fading illusion now plagues me instead ...

Mass Change [100]
Rank: "S"
Skill: GenJutsu
Effect: This Jutsu allows the user to change the appearance of 1 aspect of the surrounding landscape to their whim.
Special: "Handseals"
Drawback: ---
Description: Affects within the distance of the same thread. The user is able to perform this technique at a distance of 120 meters plus 60 meters per class level. The duration of this technique lasts for 10 hours per class level. This technique may be disbelieved once interacted with. Objects or creatures are altered from 1 type to another—dogs become cats, humans becomes goblins, houses become wagons, birds become pies, and so on. The change affects sight, sound, smell, and touch.
Limit: Must know the Glamour Perception.

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Suddenly the empty shell of Amarantha began to break out in sweat. Akki stared down immediately as though he sensed something was wrong and knelt over and placed his hand onto her forehead. His eyes widen though Amara could not see it and he yelled out promptly. “Terre! Your pupil is burning up!” As Terre ran from the building, Amarantha suddenly convulse, though somehow the figure holding the Ram seal managed to stay upright. “Her body has locked, but she is way too hot.”

Slowly the chakra widened the field in a one hundred and eighty degree circle. It crawled along the ground even when the host of the chakra was having a recoil. “We can’t move her Akki, we must not disturb her training, her temper is appalling and when she is in rage, she’s like a demon. We must simply watch over her, her body is locked, she is not swallowing her tongue.” In the portal within her mind, Amarantha watched as her figure contort back in forth in dizzily display. She watched as Terre held her back to keep her from falling backward and then watched as Akki applied a wet face cloth to her forehead.

Standing beside Amarantha, Adelpha watched with a bored expression before her cruel gaze went to the field. Your chakra stretching is almost complete. Before long you will be attempting to swap the appearance of everything to make this jutsu function. But before we must apart again, we have to fix this problem for an unstable mind will achieve nothing. Suddenly Adelpha gripped Amarantha’s shoulders tightly, her finger nails digging into flesh sharply. And then the pain hit her. The female holding the Ram seal suddenly opened her eyes. An excruciating scream immediately tore from her throat.

“Oh God!” She whimpered pathetically, but no matter how much she tried to free her hands from the Ram seal, she found that she could not. As a matter of fact, her chakra wasn’t canceled out from the pain emitting from her body. She was working on many levels at once. Not yet, your hands must remain connected. You must not lose focus on your release of chakra. If so you may lose your progress and I would have to start from the beginning. The Kamyuja continued to scream, scream from pain, and scream from fear. She kept screaming until a merciful blackness descending on her consciousness.

But she was not sleeping. Somehow her chakra was still expanding, from once it was half way, but a major leap had made the distance of her chakra widen even more. Before it was two hundred and ten meters, now it was three hundred and fifteen meters out of four hundred and twenty. Adelpha watched from within as the distance leaped and continue to stretch. It would not be long now until the mark was reached. Expanding the distance of chakra over a short amount of time was impressive, but as Adelpha watched over the comatose form of flesh and blood, she looked at the Ram seal as it was still held in place; this progress of training was not over yet.

(4)

[Father 'Suke]

almost halfway there, you're doing great.

+10

[Celaena Kamyuja]

… We will never know all possibilities to predict what is to come
And so we have illusions to think freely ...

Mass Change [100]
Rank: "S"
Skill: GenJutsu
Effect: This Jutsu allows the user to change the appearance of 1 aspect of the surrounding landscape to their whim.
Special: "Handseals"
Drawback: ---
Description: Affects within the distance of the same thread. The user is able to perform this technique at a distance of 120 meters plus 60 meters per class level. The duration of this technique lasts for 10 hours per class level. This technique may be disbelieved once interacted with. Objects or creatures are altered from 1 type to another—dogs become cats, humans becomes goblins, houses become wagons, birds become pies, and so on. The change affects sight, sound, smell, and touch.
Limit: Must know the Glamour Perception.

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Amarantha felt a pair of hands shaking her. Sister, wake up. She sat up with a start. Adelpha stroked her hair. You were having a nightmare, sister. Amarantha threw her arm over her waist in an effort to keep the pain at bay. “I still am,” she moaned. “Everything hurts and I am so cold.” Adelpha’s hand felt cool against her clammy forehead. Do you feel anything else? She became aware of another sensation – almost a craving. It was like being hungry, but worse.

Slowly she opened her eyes and almost gasped out as the pain became too awful, but she managed to mutter, “Why is it dark? Am I dying?” No. We are synthesizing. Soon we will have to make another name. It is becoming dark because soon this realm within us will be no more. Yet, something went wrong in the development. I cannot explain it as of yet, but something is wrong. We might have another sister soon. Amarantha opened her eyes. “Another, as in personality?”

The seizure had ended, leaving Terre and Akki wondering what the hell had happened. They look at each other before leaning over to peer into Amarantha’s face. A gasp sounded as Terre questioned her worry. “Look at her eyes, there is no shine to them, it’s like she is dead yet I can hear her breathing.” The chakra pulsing around them suddenly thickened. And then in unison, both Akki and Terre whispered: “You felt that didn’t you?” Terre then whispered: “Her hands are still in the Ran seal, she must still me training. I knew it that she was fine.” But the worry was still there.

It’s nearly time. Another five minutes should do it and then you will be in two places at once. Awake yet still with me, here, joining into one being. But I must tell you, Amara, it may be painful. But once the chakra has reached its full potential, we must not stop. We must continue, as the strain will become too strong to manage and I want to master this Genjutsu so that we are one step closer in finally mastering Glamour. I am selfish, yes, but I believe we share the same goal.

The light in Amarantha’s eyes slowly returned, pupils dilated before looking more or less normal. The female took in a lung full of air before asking in a fragile voice. “Terre… Water… War-tah.” The old woman jumped at the sound of her voice before a sigh of relief was made. As she went inside to get the glass, Akki asked what the hell happened. But one sharp glare in his direction halted all his questions.

Terre was forced to supply her student the drink, as for a while now her hands had become stiff with holding the Ram seal for so long, but after she finished the glass she whispered: “four hundred and twenty meters. The chakra has reached the maximum for the jutsu.” With a smile, her eyes rolled back in her head suddenly as abrupt pain wrenched her body. “Awk.” The sound from her throat sounded like that of a wounded animal. But that did not stop her once she awakened her Glamour abilities and once the pain had subsided, she then grunted out the words: “Yet the fun games begin…”

(5)

[Father 'Suke]

+10 - Half way there, and still doing great.

[Celaena Kamyuja]

… All the shadows and illusions
We tend to believe
Are creations of our own deceiving mind ...

Mass Change [100]
Rank: "S"
Skill: GenJutsu
Effect: This Jutsu allows the user to change the appearance of 1 aspect of the surrounding landscape to their whim.
Special: "Handseals"
Drawback: ---
Description: Affects within the distance of the same thread. The user is able to perform this technique at a distance of 120 meters plus 60 meters per class level. The duration of this technique lasts for 10 hours per class level. This technique may be disbelieved once interacted with. Objects or creatures are altered from 1 type to another—dogs become cats, humans becomes goblins, houses become wagons, birds become pies, and so on. The change affects sight, sound, smell, and touch.
Limit: Must know the Glamour Perception.

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Her eyes won’t open. It’s like her lashes are coated with iron instead of mascara, pulling down the lids with a heaviness she can’t fight. A medicated kind of heaviness. She’s disoriented. Part of her feels awake, as if she’s swimming from the bottom of the ocean to the surface, but her body feels floaty, like she’s already there rolling with the lull of the waves. Amarantha ran a groggy diagnostics on her other senses.
Hearing. The screams in chorus from her dry throat as she had been screaming before. Along with that was something else, something totally inappropriate for the current moment: Music. There was something odd about that music. The sound was discordant. Jarring and shrill. But that wasn’t the odd thing about it. What was odd was how tantalizingly familiar it was. The defining element of the music was the sound of seemingly one thousand tortured violins being violently assaulted by an army of escaped mental patients bent on wringing the soundtrack of hell from their undoubtedly stolen instruments. Rapidly repeated, stinging bursts of sudden sharp sounds, followed by longer and more ominous-sounding notes in a lower register. The overall effect was so like something she’d heard a million times before, with perhaps a couple of minor variations, perhaps wedged between the more familiar notes as an afterthought, a way of warding off a copyright violation lawsuit. Yet…she couldn’t quite put her finger on why it was so damn familiar. What the hell is that monstrous noise?
Smell. A mixture of Jasmine and Sandalwood. Jasmine supposed to have powerful healing properties; it aids with everything from depression to childbirth. It is known most for its relaxing properties. It was making her relaxed considering the pain riding through her in waves, but childbirth? Out of the question. And Sandalwood, it was supposed to help alleviate chest pain. It is also used as a relaxing agent for tension relief. Many practitioners of yoga use Sandalwood for its calming and sexual properties. It is a hydration aid for the skin, as well as an anti-inflammatory. Why she smelt that was a question in its own right.
Touch. Stiff hands in the Ram seal. Grass needling the back of her legs, and wind cold against exposed skin. Chakra pouring from pores and into the air. Training, that was what she was supposed to do. Finally her eyes snapped open, and a startled cry emerged from her lips. The pain, God the pain. But she was awake now, partly as half of her soul? Was trapped within her own mind. Training. That was what needed to be done. And through a migraine? Then so be it.

Concentrate. You have already done the stretching of chakra, so now move on to sight, sound, smell, and touch. Tamper with those first before you change creatures. Leave the mansion for last. The duration of this technique last for ten hours per class level and since we are S classed, it will be much longer, so do not worry yourself by rushing. Adelpha’s voice disclosed the instructions before fading form Amara’s mind silently to watch after her half soul in the realm within her psyche. The pain came almost instantly after that but she stubbornly pushed that aside and awakened her Genjutsu abilities.

At once she mixed with the lingering chakra in the air until it was thick like grease but without the smell. As soon as she was comfortable with the amount of attention gathered into her chakra, and that Glamour had indeed been released, she focused her attention onto another level and scented the air, beyond the smell of Jasmine and Sandalwood, but instead, the Kamyuja sorted out the actual smell in the background that were not the masks of scents from her healing. Terre had noticed the change in her student and picked up the burning urns of essence oils and took them inside.

Meanwhile inside her deepest mind, Adelpha watched over Amarantha intently. A shivering form rested in the darkness of her mind’s realm and that was the other half of Amarantha’s soul. Her skin was pale with a pasty looking texture to it. And as she rested there shivering like a leaf, the pain would not go away. Fire ripped through her insides, through her veins, under her skin, coating her muscles. She wanted to scream and cry, but when her mouth opened, no sound emerged, and her eyes were already red and puffy. “Oh God, why does it hurt? My body is on fire.” She even sounded weak to her own ears, and that alone caught Adelpha’s attention.

You are a Kamyuja. We are one regardless if this metamorphosis succeeds or fails and with that power comes personal strength. Nothing, no pain will tear us down. We deliver pain not receive it. We are strong, and we will remain. Adelpha’s fingers weaved through Amara’s hair before her attention fell back onto training. And by the looks of it, it was working. Terre was the first to recognise the change of events. “What the hell is going on? The air feels... Strange. Thick and heavy like it is lacking … gravity.” The woman tried to lift her arm and with effort she allowed it to fall down to her side. It hit the woman’s lap with a loud thud.

“Strange indeed. It is without a doubt heavy, but the air also smells different. The smell of pine is no more. I smell … candy floss?” Akki answered with a confused expression on his face. And as he stood, he stumbled before falling to the ground. “Gah! Try and do push-ups in this weight. It seems once light and normal air has change to oppressed and heavy air with the smell of something luscious. Could Amara be doing this? It is very similar to the jutsu Mass change. She has near enough change natural smell and air waves. We won’t be able to walk in this until the Genjutsu is over…”

(6)

[Father 'Suke]

Simply amazing +10 to you. You made it seem like I was actually there so cookies all around.

[Celaena Kamyuja]

… All that I've been standing for
Was an illusion after all ...

Mass Change [100]
Rank: "S"
Skill: GenJutsu
Effect: This Jutsu allows the user to change the appearance of 1 aspect of the surrounding landscape to their whim.
Special: "Handseals"
Drawback: ---
Description: Affects within the distance of the same thread. The user is able to perform this technique at a distance of 120 meters plus 60 meters per class level. The duration of this technique lasts for 10 hours per class level. This technique may be disbelieved once interacted with. Objects or creatures are altered from 1 type to another—dogs become cats, humans becomes goblins, houses become wagons, birds become pies, and so on. The change affects sight, sound, smell, and touch.
Limit: Must know the Glamour Perception.

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What the hell is going on? The air feels... Strange. Thick and heavy like it is lacking … gravity.
The voice of Terre spoke with concern, and slowly Amarantha’s eyes opened and stared over Adelpha’s shoulder. The still form of a semi-awake Amara sat with her hands still holding the Ram hand seal, and while the other half of Amara watched from within her own mind beside Adel, she wondered what the old woman meant by the air feeling strange. Both ‘sisters’ watched in engrossment as the old woman lifted her arm with difficulty before it fell against her will.

It seems you are doing well in the physical world, sister. The old bitch is panicking over nothing. It seems you have nailed it but I have always believed that that granny was a bit inadequate. She displeases me over everything, sets my teeth on edge. Oh how I wish to tear her apart. “But she means well, Adel. Terre has helped out, even when we lose control she stands by us. I am grateful for her assistance.” The silence was complete once again as they both watch intently the scene from the ‘real’ world.

But as they watch, Akki’s serene voice breaks through the haze. Strange indeed. It is without a doubt heavy, but the air also smells different. The smell of pine is no more. I smell … candy floss? Suddenly Adelpha laughs. What in the world made you design the smell to be candy floss? “I was hungry.” Meanwhile, Amara watched as Terre and Akki struggle with the change in background. And with her hands neatly in the Ram seal, she smiles icky. “You like that do you? I was going to create the small of fire, along with the heaviness the flames create, but then I thought that if I did so, Terre will have a stroke. How will you react to this?”

With Smell and Touch out of the way, it was left with Sight and sound. She already had an idea with what to do with her house, but as she consider the sound, it was another difficult thing to change through. And so at once she sought out the sounds of her surroundings. That was easy enough, once she blocked out Terre and Akki’s grumbling. Shortly she heard the sound of birds of every kind, parrots in which she imagined clothed in a riot of colour, helmeted hornbills and their ugly heads and the dancing falcons. As she used her ear muscles and heightened senses of her own bloodline, she clearly heard the gossips of birds as they chatted in the air, shrieking with delight throughout their surroundings.

At once she zoned out to the more comfortableness of hearing and then elevated her Glamour chakra thickness into the surroundings and that included anybody who was near and tampered with the way they received sound. She applied the pressure until she studied Akki for any reaction. After a moment of applying the changes that required her chakra. She quickly noticed Akki’s handsome face ride up into a pinch as he crossed up his face. And then as in unison, both Akki and Terre began to scream.

She watched with a type of ferocity as they both lifted up their hands to their ears. To normal ears, people can hear everything easily, because their ears automatically adjust to the appropriate level but what she had just did was change from normal level to that of ear-piercing, enough to wake the dead.
“How do you like me now?” She asked coldly.

(7)

[Father 'Suke]

Mhmm, I like.

+10

[Celaena Kamyuja]

… Won't you banish your illusion now?
When all hope is gone
Our world will fall to pieces
Visions are defeated and beaten ...

Mass Change [100]
Rank: "S"
Skill: GenJutsu
Effect: This Jutsu allows the user to change the appearance of 1 aspect of the surrounding landscape to their whim.
Special: "Handseals"
Drawback: ---
Description: Affects within the distance of the same thread. The user is able to perform this technique at a distance of 120 meters plus 60 meters per class level. The duration of this technique lasts for 10 hours per class level. This technique may be disbelieved once interacted with. Objects or creatures are altered from 1 type to another—dogs become cats, humans becomes goblins, houses become wagons, birds become pies, and so on. The change affects sight, sound, smell, and touch.
Limit: Must know the Glamour Perception.

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70 | 100

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Amarantha didn’t wait for their reply as she knew she wouldn’t receive one over their screaming. Their faces had gone purple, and as they continued to scream, she allowed the pressure to lessen, but only slightly. There was no need to have two dead people in her backyard. “And what happened to these two?” The AnBu officer would say. “Oh, I just shatter their ear drums.” A smirk suddenly spring into action upon her face by simply imaging the AnBu’s reaction. How interesting that would have been. As Terre and Akki’s screams lessen to moans, Amarantha closed her eyes and imagined her house within her mind.

And suddenly at once, her stomach contorted, ripping and burning, burning all the air from her lungs, leaving her gasping for air, as though her life depended on it – which it does. Her throat even burns, and that was scary. For she was dehydrating and for her risky purposes, she ignored such warnings. She forgot about the constant pain streaming through her body and realized that she must have lowered her guard, her mental shield. Now she felt her body twinge with each painful shot. How was she going to work through this? Somehow over the raging of pain, she found her focus and concentrated on the task at hand.

The Kamyuja had a beautiful view of her house in her mind:

It rose up out of nowhere, part rock, part marble; a huge hulking palace, quite large and sprawling. It looked evil in the gathering dusk, staring with blank eyes, the rows of windows frightening in the lashing wind. The structure was several stories high, with long battlements, high rounded turrets, and great towers that rose up all over the holding. It was large and beautiful, yet dark and foreboding rising out of the shadows with its towers and terraces.

Her home was impressive, with its gables and towers, turrets and enormous walk ways. The tracery facing the village of Kumogakure was a slender intersecting stone bar which formed a geometrical pattern. It was very intricate, a distinctive pattern, not simply dividing the crown of the large window, it was on the highest gable overlooking the village. Something about the pattern had always caught Amarantha’s attention, she had not realized how intense it was when she had it build. And as she continued to create the view of her home within her mind, including each detail such as the sculpted eaves, the gables, even on the towers the silent sentinels, the gargoyles, watching the surrounding countryside with hollow, staring eyes and outstretched wings. The Kamyuja made sure she missed nothing out.

Now was the hardest part imaginable. And she had to agree with herself also, that seeing her grand design turned into a shitty house made her stomach turn sourer. She imagined a small cottage. But since her home was so grand, so large, she also imagined multiple small homes near to where hers would be. But not toching her illusion, this house of hers will have to be designed differently. She began so, allowing her chakra to swell and then overcoat everything. But she also attended the eyes and senses of anybody nearby so that it would work with their human chakra system. Slowly her mansion glimmered away into a small jumble of shit before it packed itself onto itself once more but in small structures fit for a small two bedroom home.

As soon as the base of the house had over taken her mansion and bricks, stone had boarded up to cover the interior, she made it as though it was nestled back away from the other homes she had too, illusion into being and then she imagined it shrouded with large bushes and trees that would give any small cottage a semblance of privacy. Slowly she opened her eyes and awkwardly twisted her body so that she could look behind her. The female knew that if she released her hands from the seal now that it was done, the illusion will still work, after all the scroll read hand seals, but that simply meant that the time duration of this Genjutsu was now in play. Had she done correctly?

(8)

[Deleted]

… You run, you steal and won't give up a fight
Stop me, your illusion might reflect your past
and now you want it back ...

Mass Change [100]
Rank: "S"
Skill: GenJutsu
Effect: This Jutsu allows the user to change the appearance of 1 aspect of the surrounding landscape to their whim.
Special: "Handseals"
Drawback: ---
Description: Affects within the distance of the same thread. The user is able to perform this technique at a distance of 120 meters plus 60 meters per class level. The duration of this technique lasts for 10 hours per class level. This technique may be disbelieved once interacted with. Objects or creatures are altered from 1 type to another—dogs become cats, humans becomes goblins, houses become wagons, birds become pies, and so on. The change affects sight, sound, smell, and touch.
Limit: Must know the Glamour Perception.

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… | 100

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Amarantha came awake slowly, swimming upwards through the lightening layers of dark. Her breathing was slow and laboured as if a weight was pressing down on her, locking her ribs. Her eyelids flicked open and Amara stared into two shining black eyes only inches from her face. A cry of alarm escaped her, high and sharp. The eyes disappeared. There was a blurred black movement and the weight vanished from her chest. A noise came from the far corner and Amara turned towards it, gasping in the aftershock of the fright. There was another liquid black movement and then her eyes focused. A big black cat sat on the top of the dresser. Beside it, an identical animal curled lethargically. Two sets of obsidian eyes pinned her. “Night, Shade! You bloody bastards! Fuck!” Terre opened the door and backed in carrying an ornate wooden tray. “And how are you now?” the woman asked. “I thought I heard a cry. Are you still in pain?” Yes she was still in pain, no that was not the reason why she yelled out. Not surprisingly enough, she still felt half of her soul missing, but surprisingly so, she felt Adelpha much more closer. Thinking of such…

“How? What happened? I could have sworn I was training, not resting in bed. And who the hell stripped me? Better not have been you Akki.” Amara was dressed now though and was outside. The weather was bright and the sounds and feelings were back to normal. “After you finished changing your house, which by the way looked very cozy, and real. You passed out. And no Akki did not relieve you of your clothing.” Sniffing Amarantha nodded and touched his shoulder. “Thank you for not dropping me.”

The Kamyuja turned and sat down in front of her mansion and studied it with a keen eye. With a heavy sigh she suddenly winced before clapping her hands together to form the Ram seal. As her fingers straightened and folded in their right places, she summoned up her Glamour related chakra and allowed it to swarm out into the distance. Terre timed the female how long it took to cover the distance before she awakened the Genjutsu.

“Four hundred and twenty meters just under three minutes. Maybe I am reading this wrong.” Terre said as soon as Amara told her that she had hit the mark. Suddenly she doubled over in pain. “Oh for god sake!” As she rid out the pain, and waited for her muscles to cool down, did she then closed her eyes and casted the jutsu. First off, her mansion shimmered down in size, groaning with each modification until it began reshaping. The outer structure began to form. And a sweet aroma seasoned the air, turning the wind from invisible to that of something with a slight pink tint to it. The walls of the building began to create, the colour purple and puffy looking, like craved mud.

“What the?” She herd Akki mutter as she continued to concentrate. As soon as the walls of the building was made, she then focused on shaping the roof, the colour of red. The tiles looked like waffles, with little dents in them to appear like real roof tiles. As soon as the house was created, the Kamyuja heard distinctly the sound of Adelpha’s mocking amusement. A gingerbread house? How childish. As soon as she had said it, Akki did also but in his own words.

With the senses of sight and smell out of the way, did she then focus on touch and sound. In a matter of thinking, she focused her attention onto the grass lining the ground around her candy house. With difficulty she concentrated until the grass began to harden and lengthen. Inquisitively she imagined hundreds of thousands of needles rising to the heavens. And slowly by slowly they formed, green in colour but appearing very sharp. And once again she heard Akki mutter before she heard loud movement. “Jesus! That’s sharp.” Good.

(9)

[Deleted]

… I am the one that is walking the night
Sleepless I'm dreaming - eyes wide open
Watching the sky for the ashes to fall
Ending illusions - I keep on hoping for ...

Mass Change [100]
Rank: "S"
Skill: GenJutsu
Effect: This Jutsu allows the user to change the appearance of 1 aspect of the surrounding landscape to their whim.
Special: "Handseals"
Drawback: ---
Description: Affects within the distance of the same thread. The user is able to perform this technique at a distance of 120 meters plus 60 meters per class level. The duration of this technique lasts for 10 hours per class level. This technique may be disbelieved once interacted with. Objects or creatures are altered from 1 type to another—dogs become cats, humans becomes goblins, houses become wagons, birds become pies, and so on. The change affects sight, sound, smell, and touch.
Limit: Must know the Glamour Perception.

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… | 100

---

With sound left, she was beginning to change the way creatures hear when all of a sudden a pain unlike the others over took her body. A cry ripped form her throat as her body leant backwards at an abnormal angle. Deep within her mind, it was another story. The half soul of Amarantha was being tortured. The only thing she could concentrate on now was the pain. It was terrible, and it was all over her body. She felt like her bones were melting, like the skin was being peeled off her body. Dimly she heard herself screaming, and felt her body convulsing.

Now it hurt too much to scream; she was breathing in short, shallow gasps. It was like there was an iron clamp on her bones, and someone kept tightening it. Just when Amara thought the pain couldn’t get any worst, she would be assaulted by a fresh wave of agony. And it was cold! If only someone would stop the cold. Cold and pain, cold and pain – it was a repetitious drum in her soul. Amarantha couldn’t think; she became a screaming, crying, shivering thing with no focus on anything but the pain and the cold. At some point, she thought she saw Terre’s face. “Oh Terre, please make it stop,” she tried to say. Then she saw other faces, but the pain made them leave her.

Come back, she thought incoherently. Why are you leaving me? Come back and make it stop. As the pain worsened, Amara curled into a ball as much as the pain will allow her. In delirium, she thought, Can’t anybody take this away? Help me. Then a voice answered her. And she knew that voice. Focus on my voice, the voice told her. “I can’t,” she heard herself say. Yes, you can. The pain isn’t your master…. You are. Heed me, and the pain will stop.

Yes, Amarantha thought, nearly insane from agony. The voice can make the pain stop; I must listen to the voice. Gradually, through the darkness of her mind, Amarantha was able to listen to the voice. When the pain nearly drove her to the brink of insanity, Adelpha the voice, her voice forced it to recede. Finally the pain snapped. Amarantha opened her eyes. Adelpha was by her side, and her touch was warm against the coolness of her skin. It’s time to rest, sister. And then we will be one. With that, Amara’s half soul fell asleep, unaware of the aftermath and what might happen.

“What was that? That was worst then the others.” Akki asked worriedly, his hand touching Amarantha’s forehead. The female could not answer but instead continued on with her training, as that was the only thing left for her to do now that will keep everything at bay. Thankfully whatever the episodes were, her Genjutsu had not cancelled. Her mansion – now a candy house stood, with pink airy skies, and sharp needled grounds, all that was left was sound. And as she concentrated through the haze of pain, half soul and sleepiness, she slowly iced up the sound.

Slowly by slowly the world of her illusion quietened until nothing was heard. No breathing, no sound of wind, no sound of birds or trees. It was dead silence. A dead world. Terre opened her mouth to speak and her voice was overly loud in the silence. “This is by far the most freakiest moments of my life…”

(10)

[Celaena Kamyuja]

… You run, you steal and won't give up a fight
Stop me, your illusion might reflect your past
and now you want it back ...

Mass Change [100]
Rank: "S"
Skill: GenJutsu
Effect: This Jutsu allows the user to change the appearance of 1 aspect of the surrounding landscape to their whim.
Special: "Handseals"
Drawback: ---
Description: Affects within the distance of the same thread. The user is able to perform this technique at a distance of 120 meters plus 60 meters per class level. The duration of this technique lasts for 10 hours per class level. This technique may be disbelieved once interacted with. Objects or creatures are altered from 1 type to another—dogs become cats, humans becomes goblins, houses become wagons, birds become pies, and so on. The change affects sight, sound, smell, and touch.
Limit: Must know the Glamour Perception.

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… | 100

---

Amarantha came awake slowly, swimming upwards through the lightening layers of dark. Her breathing was slow and laboured as if a weight was pressing down on her, locking her ribs. Her eyelids flicked open and Amara stared into two shining black eyes only inches from her face. A cry of alarm escaped her, high and sharp. The eyes disappeared. There was a blurred black movement and the weight vanished from her chest. A noise came from the far corner and Amara turned towards it, gasping in the aftershock of the fright. There was another liquid black movement and then her eyes focused. A big black cat sat on the top of the dresser. Beside it, an identical animal curled lethargically. Two sets of obsidian eyes pinned her. “Night, Shade! You bloody bastards! Fuck!” Terre opened the door and backed in carrying an ornate wooden tray. “And how are you now?” the woman asked. “I thought I heard a cry. Are you still in pain?” Yes she was still in pain, no that was not the reason why she yelled out. Not surprisingly enough, she still felt half of her soul missing, but surprisingly so, she felt Adelpha much more closer. Thinking of such…

“How? What happened? I could have sworn I was training, not resting in bed. And who the hell stripped me? Better not have been you Akki.” Amara was dressed now though and was outside. The weather was bright and the sounds and feelings were back to normal. “After you finished changing your house, which by the way looked very cozy, and real. You passed out. And no Akki did not relieve you of your clothing.” Sniffing Amarantha nodded and touched his shoulder. “Thank you for not dropping me.”

The Kamyuja turned and sat down in front of her mansion and studied it with a keen eye. With a heavy sigh she suddenly winced before clapping her hands together to form the Ram seal. As her fingers straightened and folded in their right places, she summoned up her Glamour related chakra and allowed it to swarm out into the distance. Terre timed the female how long it took to cover the distance before she awakened the Genjutsu.

“Four hundred and twenty meters just under three minutes. Maybe I am reading this wrong.” Terre said as soon as Amara told her that she had hit the mark. Suddenly she doubled over in pain. “Oh for god sake!” As she rid out the pain, and waited for her muscles to cool down, did she then closed her eyes and casted the jutsu. First off, her mansion shimmered down in size, groaning with each modification until it began reshaping. The outer structure began to form. And a sweet aroma seasoned the air, turning the wind from invisible to that of something with a slight pink tint to it. The walls of the building began to create, the colour purple and puffy looking, like craved mud.

“What the?” She herd Akki mutter as she continued to concentrate. As soon as the walls of the building was made, she then focused on shaping the roof, the colour of red. The tiles looked like waffles, with little dents in them to appear like real roof tiles. As soon as the house was created, the Kamyuja heard distinctly the sound of Adelpha’s mocking amusement. A gingerbread house? How childish. As soon as she had said it, Akki did also but in his own words.

With the senses of sight and smell out of the way, did she then focus on touch and sound. In a matter of thinking, she focused her attention onto the grass lining the ground around her candy house. With difficulty she concentrated until the grass began to harden and lengthen. Inquisitively she imagined hundreds of thousands of needles rising to the heavens. And slowly by slowly they formed, green in colour but appearing very sharp. And once again she heard Akki mutter before she heard loud movement. “Jesus! That’s sharp.” Good.

(9)

Ignore the mistake above. I've got to remember that I have two accounts now not one.

[Celaena Kamyuja]

… I am the one that is walking the night
Sleepless I'm dreaming - eyes wide open
Watching the sky for the ashes to fall
Ending illusions - I keep on hoping for ...

Mass Change [100]
Rank: "S"
Skill: GenJutsu
Effect: This Jutsu allows the user to change the appearance of 1 aspect of the surrounding landscape to their whim.
Special: "Handseals"
Drawback: ---
Description: Affects within the distance of the same thread. The user is able to perform this technique at a distance of 120 meters plus 60 meters per class level. The duration of this technique lasts for 10 hours per class level. This technique may be disbelieved once interacted with. Objects or creatures are altered from 1 type to another—dogs become cats, humans becomes goblins, houses become wagons, birds become pies, and so on. The change affects sight, sound, smell, and touch.
Limit: Must know the Glamour Perception.

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… | 100

---

With sound left, she was beginning to change the way creatures hear when all of a sudden a pain unlike the others over took her body. A cry ripped form her throat as her body leant backwards at an abnormal angle. Deep within her mind, it was another story. The half soul of Amarantha was being tortured. The only thing she could concentrate on now was the pain. It was terrible, and it was all over her body. She felt like her bones were melting, like the skin was being peeled off her body. Dimly she heard herself screaming, and felt her body convulsing.

Now it hurt too much to scream; she was breathing in short, shallow gasps. It was like there was an iron clamp on her bones, and someone kept tightening it. Just when Amara thought the pain couldn’t get any worst, she would be assaulted by a fresh wave of agony. And it was cold! If only someone would stop the cold. Cold and pain, cold and pain – it was a repetitious drum in her soul. Amarantha couldn’t think; she became a screaming, crying, shivering thing with no focus on anything but the pain and the cold. At some point, she thought she saw Terre’s face. “Oh Terre, please make it stop,” she tried to say. Then she saw other faces, but the pain made them leave her.

Come back, she thought incoherently. Why are you leaving me? Come back and make it stop. As the pain worsened, Amara curled into a ball as much as the pain will allow her. In delirium, she thought, Can’t anybody take this away? Help me. Then a voice answered her. And she knew that voice. Focus on my voice, the voice told her. “I can’t,” she heard herself say. Yes, you can. The pain isn’t your master…. You are. Heed me, and the pain will stop.

Yes, Amarantha thought, nearly insane from agony. The voice can make the pain stop; I must listen to the voice. Gradually, through the darkness of her mind, Amarantha was able to listen to the voice. When the pain nearly drove her to the brink of insanity, Adelpha the voice, her voice forced it to recede. Finally the pain snapped. Amarantha opened her eyes. Adelpha was by her side, and her touch was warm against the coolness of her skin. It’s time to rest, sister. And then we will be one. With that, Amara’s half soul fell asleep, unaware of the aftermath and what might happen.

“What was that? That was worst then the others.” Akki asked worriedly, his hand touching Amarantha’s forehead. The female could not answer but instead continued on with her training, as that was the only thing left for her to do now that will keep everything at bay. Thankfully whatever the episodes were, her Genjutsu had not cancelled. Her mansion – now a candy house stood, with pink airy skies, and sharp needled grounds, all that was left was sound. And as she concentrated through the haze of pain, half soul and sleepiness, she slowly iced up the sound.

Slowly by slowly the world of her illusion quietened until nothing was heard. No breathing, no sound of wind, no sound of birds or trees. It was dead silence. A dead world. Terre opened her mouth to speak and her voice was overly loud in the silence. “This is by far the most freakiest moments of my life…”

(10)

[Father 'Suke]

Learned - way to go and also absolutely loved the descriptions.