-- Crimson Sanity [ Open ]

[Kyôka.]

I now stood a small ten paces from the remaining two bandits, my chakra enforced eyes aiding me in reading their movements. They seemed awed at the death of their two comrades, and the expressions on their faces made me think that they would probably attempt to flee and end the fight. Unfortunately, my I had pushed my luck enough for the day and the two would show no signs of retreating and would merely take steps forward. The way their feet clamped against the ground made me flinch, momentarily closing my eyes. That split-second (where I decided to blink) would be when the two decided to strike, propelling themselves forward almost without a hint.

Only through chakra enhanced eyes would I be able to make an attempt at dodging, although I would be hit anyway. Two legs slammed into my midsection as I braced myself for the impact. Air seemed to speed from within me as I doubled over in an attempt to regain my breath, only to be met by a devastating knee directly t my nose, breaking the appendage on contact. The pain shot through me in a manner similar to how I felt when the lightning bolt had struck me. The impact caused me to close my eyes once more, but I opened them almost as quickly, using the enhanced eyes (still unknown to me at the time) to recognize the attackers patterns and effectively dodge. The pain in my nose hindered my movement, but still I was able to get out of harms way.

Their strikes came fast, but my eyes read their movements even faster, allowing my body to react almost as quickly as they struck. Simple skins and grazes were all that met my countenance as they continued their relentless attack, my form easy sliding past their assaults. It was amazing what these eyes could do; they had become my only trump card within this battle. Through the midst of dodging the attacks, my crimson orbs had brought forth the twisted existence of the first ebony tomoe in my ascension to gaining the Sharingan. Now with the two tomoe (one in each eye), the bandit’s attacks seemed that much slower, my body reacting in a way that would allow no attacks to hit me. I could only grin as the two continued their assault, only for each attempt to be thwarted and countered.

Each blow they missed, I connected with twice the force. Before long, the signs of weariness steadily showed themselves upon the two bandit’s faces, as well as frustration. A blow to both of their noses would surely disorient them, and that’s when I would strike. Using the my newly gained Sharingan, I would read their movements until I found an opening, where I would throw a hardened fist toward it, cracking both in a single blow. It was amazing how this battle had turned around by the simple use of my blood-limit. I imagined the many battles I would be able to win by having these loyal servants by my side, but one question lingered in my mind through the entire bout; if the eyes were truly this great, how was my father slain that unforgettable night?

Spinning upon my left-tern heel, I would deliver a lethal slash to one of the bandits, causing his upper torso area to let out the crimson substance that flowed to his heart. His figure would drop to the ground also, lifeless as the blood sunk into the soil. A simple punch would be thrown forth by the remaining bandit -- easily dodging, I would impale the bandit through his wrist, kicking him in his chest in hopes of sending him back. With the Sharingan fueling my desires, a sequence of hand seals would be made, unleashing my chakra before a grand ball would be ignited from my mouth, devouring the bandit’s body whole, as well as the recently killed comrade of his.

I had won the battle for now, but my chakra was severly hindered. I barely had enough to remain standing and would drop to the groudn seconds later, falling unconscious upon contact with gaia —

— a smile perched upon my face.

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[Leonov]

~ Nagasake: +30
Learned

[Kyôka.]

Raiton - Rairyuu no Tatsumaki(Lightning Dragon Tornado)
Rank: "B" Rank
Skill: NinJutsu
Effect: Creates a large Tornado to where a massive dragon like element pushes forth creating a large like vortex.
Special: "Handseals"
Drawback: ---
Description: Rairyuu no Tatsumaki is a Ninjutsu technique utilizing the Lightning Element. The ninja does a long string of hand seals which then causes a bolt of lightning to drop from the sky. The current will be contained within and around the user's form. They will then begin to spin in place forming a whirling vortex of wind and electricity. The vortex will take on the form of a dragon and strike out against his opponent. Even if the attack doesn't directly connect with his foe, the lightning can jump from the vortex to hit a nearby target.
Limit: Must have the Lightning Release.

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Almost fully recovered from my scuffle with the bandits, I would be fully able to continue with my training. My fingers curled around a scroll in hand, before unraveling it effortlessly and revealing its information to all those who would manage to see it. My eyes scanned over it countenance as best they could, translating its cryptic language into words able to be understood by the human mind. I analyzed the words for many moments before I would be ready to begin.

“Lightning Dagon Tornado.”, I said aloud to myself.

This was the next technique I was to learn if it weren’t for the unexpected interference of those trifling bandits. Over and over again my eyes scanned over the paper parchment, taking in every last detail it held, absorbing the information into my countenance. The way I saw it was - the more you understood something, the more it became apart of you, effectively rendering its difficulty down ton a “t”. With the information sealed within the catacombs of my mind, I could finally begin; I would tame the dragon soon enough.

With my feet separated shoulder-width apart and the gentle breeze rushing through my being, I would be standing firmly within the endless ocean of grass the tainted this area of the village. Utilizing the knowledge I learned from the dragon’s scroll, my hands would slowly begin to form the hand seals.; At this particular time, my chakra wasn’t needed, for I had yet to master the sequence of the seals - even then, the invisible essence leaked ever so slightly from my tenketsu, making its way toward the center of my body, where it would rest until it was called upon, growing until then.

With repetition, the hand seal sequence would slowly become more familiar to me, each completion bringing me that much closer to mastering their intricate dance. I was new at using the element of raiton, which was why I decided to begin my inauguration into its usage by developing a high level technique; much like I had done with the katon release (when I had learned the fire long sword technique). It would be a long process no doubt, but I would pull through. A novice in the art of lightning, but with this technique I would bring the power to an all new level.

It was time; I took in deep breaths as my chakra began to twist and churn within my epicenter, my tenketsu now allowing more of its entirety to leak within me. Combining the chakra with the dance of the zodiac (with a few mistakes), I would bring forth the element I needed, my inner body sparkling with electricity. Slowly but steadily did the particles of lightning seep through my pores, elevating itself into the air, permeating itself slowly, giving itself time to become stronger with each second that passed.

Rising from the entirety of my body, rustling the grass and swirling the winds nearby, I merely watched as my chakra floated upward toward the sky, synchronizing with the clouds summoned by the abundance of electrical particles now afloat. A smirk would graze my face as I waited for the dragon to meet up with those mysterious being, which would bring in turn bring forth the very beast I hoped to control. My lids would flash open once more as lightning flashed above, shades of alabaster combining with one another, changing the very shape of the clouds themselves.

I watched with curiosity as I continued to feed the dragon, its face beginning to take shape within the cloud’s world. It was far too soon however, and all I could do was watch as my beautiful creation dissipated moments after, erasing any and all evidence that it exist -- all except the static charges that remained in the air.

Pretty soon, the dragon would be mine.

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[joshcrisp]

+9

[Kyôka.]

[ Lightning Dragon Tornado ]
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It was a good thing that I didn’t need a break just yet; I wasn’t nearly out of breath and my chakra reserves were still high. It wasn’t the right time to judge how quick I would be done with this technique, but I was making good progress - I thought.

I clasped my hands with the utmost urgency, a developing urge within me to propel my training further; my hands came together in a the series of exotic seals needed to harmonize with the electrical beast within me. Almost effortlessly did my hands dance from one seal to another - dog to the boar - dragon to the ram, and back again. The medley of zodiac beasts were showboated with pinpoint accuracy, excluding a couple that I messed up on. Despite my “failure”, my hands would continue to move, continuing the pattern that was created only moments ago.

The first seal would birth the form of my chakra t life, its invisible soothing essence flowing down the millions of pathways throughout my body to its source My epicenter was where the pathways met, straining themselves among one another as my chakra multiplied by the dozens, where it would lash from the confines of my inner body into the sky above, summoning the storm clouds that would hopefully provide shelter for my beast as I fed it - as it waited to be released. The chakra seeped from the pores of my body, ascending itself into the very soul of heaven’s foundation.

The clouds above my person cracked with thunderous might, warning denizens in the area around with flashes of azure and cerulean. Despite the noticeable change in the enviroment, the performance of my hands did not wane, continuing their intricate dance and fueling the very desires of my dragon. More and more chakra would be pumped into the sky with each passing moment and would continue to be until I thought my “pet” was ready.

A piercing spark illuminated the sky above me, filling the heavens with its mixture of azure might. The clouds flashed as the bolt raced toward the ground, the raiton element easily visible amongst its straight line, seen as ambient sparks dancing around the totem pole. I could only watch as its skin-tight figure rushed toward the ground, toward my person. It was strange to actually watch a lightning bolt descend upon me, but unlike the last time I would be prepared; the pain was too much last time - I wouldn’t let that happen again.

Still keeping the dragon seal in place, my figure would erupt with chakra from within my body, of which would form as a type of armor in which to protect me from the destructive properties of the lightning. And then, the lightning struck my body like a bull, its thunderous might proving to be more of a foe than I thought, but regardless I would overcome its might. The chakra surrounding my figure had allowed me to keep the lightning planted among my body, giving my figure an ominous glow within the area. It was strange indeed - being a catalyst of the lightning - but it was intriguing as well.

It was then that I would throw my body into an accelerated spin, similar to that of a tornado. Sparks flew off of my body as the speed steadily increasing; I could feel the hunger of my beast growing as more and more friction was created, the clerical currents on my body burning the grass beneath my hell. With all my might, I would attempt to launch the lightning elemental forward, releasing its predatorily instincts from my grasp, allowing it to lash about wildly.

It was a fearsome beast indeed - more so that I had yet the power to control it. None the less, I still pictured myself riding atop the electrical beast I yearned to control - it would only be a matter of time.

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[Kyôka.]

Rinse
and
Repeat.

This was the simple training regime I used in order to gain a better understand of summoning the lightning down from the sky. The technique was initiated many times after the previous, yet none truly yielded the results I had been hoping for. It was at that time I would decide to focus on one part of the technique at a time. It was a simple three step plan; one - focus on summoning the lightning down from the heavens; two- focus on controlling the lightning; and three - focus the remaining time of manipulating the lightning into the form I willed.

My hands clasped together, fueling my body with the essence essential to performing this technique. Tenketsus unleashed their rage upon my figure as I exploded with chakra, filtering every last bit of its fruitful essence into the heavens above. Through my pores did it flow - yet wildly as ever, as if it was tired of resting within my body. Through the clouds did the energy seep, interacting with the gods and allowing Zeus to twist his hands through it, bringing forth the element I longed to control. Through continuous power and will, I summoned the power of the Olympian god, bringing the power of Zeus down upon the earth.

Quickly did the lightning within the clouds build up, enlightening the clouds with their heavenly colors. It wasn’t long before the bolts would shoot down upon the earth, and I simply watched as they raged toward me. This trial would be similar to the last, in the manner that I would allow the lightning to strike me, yet it wouldn’t yield the results it seemed. My hands confronted each other once more, a few ,more hand seals being created in preparation of the upcoming encounter. Through the difficulty of this technique, I knew it was naught but a stepping stone on my path to becoming a deity within the element - I would be a god.

A handful of minutes had passed, and the once calm and gentle sky had become enraged with darkened clouds. Digging into my inner sanctums of chakra, it was quite easily to summon a storm of lightning. In an instant did my hands come together once more, darting through a few more hand seals, in which would fuel the rage of Zeus. I could only smile as I summoned such a vat amount of lightning in such a short amount of time; there had to be an upper beign watching over me.

And then —

— like a flash did the lightning come crashing down.

It struck my figure with the utmost intensity, using the front line of its offense to try and break the chakra defense I had created minutes ago. Lightning danced through my figure, the baby sparks flying off of my body ever now and so, as well as bolts racing back to the heavens in which they came from. It was a weird experience, having lightning caress my figure, but this was simply a “stepping stone” in mastering a powerful technique like this. The bolts were strange, and less willful than before - I was able grasp them this time around, as well as manipulate their shape in basic ways, such as bending them slightly or splitting one down the middle.

The control I felt was astounding and strengthened my will; unlike my previous trial, I would not allow the lightning to slip from my grasp this time - it was time to progress.

[Kyôka.]

More and more chakra would be pushed into the lightning, and it would continue to rain lightning bolts toward gaia, blanketing the surrounding greenery with intense flashes of lights. With a thought, I would seize its plasmatic substance with my hand, gripping the neck of the bolt with an iron fist. The bolt illuminated my façade with lazuli and cerulean, enhancing the already perfect features of my face even more. The colors seemed to suit me at the time, seeing as by controlling an abundance of lightning, I had viewed myself god at the time. I was a mere mortal of course, but my ego at the time told me so much more.

With each passing moment my training progressed; I clasped my hands together once more, slamming them tighter in hopes of grasping the power the plasmatic bolts held through the use of forming a variety of different seals. Again and again would I continue to form hand seals; this was to summon an even broader abundance of electricity to my part. By doing this, the original foundation of my dragon would become that much stronger, in a way that it would no longer need its master (me) t control its every movement. Their dance was intriguing indeed, and with a metaphysical Sharingan, I would watch as learn the dance as each moment passed.

I continued to flip the my hand seals, and with each zodiac beast brought back to life, I would be granted another lightning bolt to work with. By this time, my figure illuminated with lazuli, allowing me to glow within the darkness (the area darkened by the clouds). To the eyes of a human that walked by, I could be noted as a nunekin attempting a forbidden technique, but a better assumption would be a god; a projection of Zeus himself. Or perhaps I would be noted as a demon or something of the like, in which I would have every single shinobi of Kusagakure after me. Even then I wouldn’t care; if it took that many shinobi to take me down - perhaps I could be labeled God.

Each clap of raw power sent yet another surge of lightning through my body, accompanied by an impulse. The lightning seemed to be encouraging the effects of me forming more seals as time progressed, but I was no fool. I knew better than to create more than what I could control - I learned that from the first time I had an encounter with this abrasive element. With each second that passed, I was gaining more and more control over this new element, becoming more accustomed to its electrical charges that devoured me. The ground trembled as the lightning aggressively caressed my figure, spinning about my frame like a whirlpool.

It was becoming standard procedure to constantly add more chakra into the mix, enhancing the number of yellow and blue sparks that raced across my figure. This time however, I would not be simply adding chakra to increase the amount of lightning, but it was time for me to caress the lightning. M metaphysical hands would reach out to the ravenous beasts of lightning, holding in its palm a ballet of fruit (my chakra). It was the natural instincts of beasts to feed when hungry, and although the hibernating dragon within was unable to grasp the nutrients, it was able to send its tendrils to feast. I willfully gave up the essence, for the more chakra consumed the easier it would be to control the un-birthed monstrosity.

In order to execute the technique correctly, I would need to disconnect my hands from one another, for a spin was needed to launch the dragon and it was much easier to accelerate when one’s hands were spread apart. I was hesitant at first, for I would truly hate dismissing such a grand amount of raiton on fault, and I wasn’t sure if I was yet ready to control the lightning without the crutch of my hand seals. Slowly did my hands begin to part, the chakra connection between them slowly diminishing as the distance increased. A grin would sneak on my face, yet I knew not why. There was no sign of certainty that the technique would continue to work if my final seal was broken - it was a bargain. Anticipation raced across my mind and my palms became sweaty; my eyes closed in wait - could I do it?

[Kyôka.]

Yes - it worked. To my surprise, I needed not exert extra chakra to keep the lightning around, it stayed about me of its own will, continuing the rampage the ground and every inch of my body it managed to ace across. This was a grand mark of progression, but without the help of my seal I would need to once more get used to controlling the bolts. And so, with chakra-infused digits I would reach out and grab one of the many bolts that caressed my figure, spiraling around my figure continuously. With not so much of any type of resistance, the lightning would succumb to my will, relaxing within my chakra-laced palm.

With it, others followed, drawn in by the multitude of crackles and sparks thrown off of its figure. Almost immediately after being captured did others rush toward my hand, a multitude of tendrils found residence within a focal point that had become a small orb in my hand. The orb glowed immensely, the light from it causing me to squint my eyes in order to look at it. I would guide my free hand to the orb in hopes of caressing it, and dimming the light so that I would be able to keep my eyes fully opened. With both hands gripping the orb, a steady stream of chakra would be released into the miniature globe in order to stabilize it.

I could feel the raging of the beast as my hands cupped over the small orb, tendrils of yellow and gold lashing out widely. Steadily, the orb would become more condense, filling with power, bubbling and releasing sparks in every direction. From here, I was able to change the width of the orb, as well as make it larger and even sculpt a face into the doll; I was closer now - closer to bringing forth the image of the dragon.

The art of summoning and controlling the lightning had become second nature to me now, and all that was left was for me to practice bringing my mythical beast to fruition. In the center o my palms the beast rested, immature and nurtured. Random bursts of electricity were shot from the orb, and slower and slower did the orb increase. I needed to keep its growth at a minimal speed - you know what they say about babies when they grow up too fast? Me neither, but I’m sure there is something. My creature roared to be released, but I had to defy its wishes - it wasn’t ready. Its rage was becoming evident as yellow and gold sparked from the center of the orb.

Despite this, I held my beast on a leash. I could feel the connection between me and the element growing, becoming more in tune with one another - the feeling was magnificent and very soon I would ascend this accord to an all new level, and rightfully take my place as a “Dragon Rider”; the sphere of lightning I now held was only the beginning. A single massive bolt rushed down from the heavens in hopes of colliding with gaia; unfortunately, I would impede its path, causing its electrical properties to add to the already massive amount of lightning I already controlled. Using the energy gained from the bolt, the orb within my palm would rapidly grow to great heights.

Power surged through my figure, and I could only smile as I was drenched in an endless supply of yellow and gold. Above my head did the lightning shoot from the orb, racing toward Zeus throne himself. The power itself was enough to send chills down even the Kusakage’s back, damaging the atmosphere in ways never thought possible. It was great; even without the aid of my hand seals I was able to generate this much power. Twisting and churning, the lightning seemed to become one entity as it shot upward, which I would need in order to shoot my beast forward.

Turning upon the ball of my heel, the lightning would replicate my very movements, twisting as I had done. Quickly would the speed of my spin accelerate, propelling my electrical burst faster and faster. Via the use of my chakra, I would manipulate the very face of the electrical surge to that of a dragon. The two optics were created first, followed by the beasts nostrils. Details upon the zodiac would be crafted as my spin continued to accelerate, increasing the potency of my blast. He fangs would be crafted masterfully, long and ripe like a fully matured tiger.

The thunder growled as I twisted my palm and halted my spin, launching my eastern hand forward and slamming my palm closed. With its thunderous brutality, my beast would lunge itself forward, swimming through the ocean of grass that did little to impede its path. I simply watched as my beast traveled until it dissipated, its rage being targeted at nothing particular.

— Could I be called God, yet?

[Kyôka.]

Throughout my entire training, I hadn’t thought that I would need a break, seeing as how I was progressing rather quickly within the technique. Unfortunately, the launching of the dragon had drained my chakra considerably and I needed a slight break in order to regain a small portion of that chakra back. For this and the fire long sword technique to be both b rank, this technique seemed to take more chakra than the opposite entity.

With a portion of my chakra recovered, I would revert back to my training. My hands would come together in yet another series of exotic hand seals, each seal being crafted to perfection. My tenketsus unleashed their devastating aura, allowing for me to once again change the composition of the atmosphere around me. It raced to the clouds, similar to the way it had done many times before and like expected, would birth the creation of lightning. My eyes stared up at the clouds as colors of lazuli and cerulean filled my visage, colors that I had become greatly accustomed to on this day.

As if dropped down like a bomb from an enemy place, the lightning would strike my figure once more, erupting the slumbering chakra within my epicenter to awaken and therefore protect me from the electrical charges. Like before, the lightning races across my figure in a spherical motion, similar to how a globe would spin, or how the earth rotates on its axis. I relished in the shocking properties that circled my body, for they indeed held a great amount of power, evident in the blast that I had just released mere minutes ago. Mimicking my last trial, I would bring the small glowing orb back into existence, using its form as a focal point for me to focus the lightning.

More and more lightning was added to the small orb as each second passed, every moment that it rested in existence it grew stronger, more powerful. Easier than before, I was able to manipulate the orb to y will, as well as conduct ,more and more and more lightning to my cause. The lightning danced across my figure, shooting up toward the heavens here and there, being a beacon for more bolts to enter my iron grip. Yet another massive bolt would be drawn in by the sphere’s increasing appeal to the sky - my chakra surging through it, increasing its power and capacity to hold more of its kind. The bolt swooped down like a predator to its prey, ripping down from the darkened sky and cutting through the air resistance without trouble.

The lightning collided fiercely within the center of my grasp, filling the sphere’s soul to the point of it overflowing with energy, its small container unable to hold such a mass abundance of plasmatic energy. It was becoming more and more stressful to control the energy as it raced from around my figure into the orb, but it was strangely easier than before. My fingers curled around the tiny sphere of energy, tensing in a way that would help me to control the elemental chakra - with a little more power , I would have - especially once I gained stability and control.

It was once again time to move on from these beginning steps of bringing forth my awesome creation; the sphere I had managed to conjure up began to manipulate itself in co-ordinance to what I willed, slowly beginning its descent into non-existence. Slowly, the orb began to stretch out into the form of a tendril - a whip. Within my grasp, the tendril of electricity had no choice but to obey my every will, but occasionally it lashed out wildly but with a slight burst of chakra it would remain erect. I kept the straightened bolt close to my body so that I could control on a whim, as well as preventing the destruction of my training grounds.

Like I did with the fire long sword, I would swing the lightning bolt around as if it were a blade. This wasn’t a precaution for the technique, just something to do to have a little fun before transforming the shape of the lightning once more. With each swing, my form became more accurate and precise, the tendril having no free will of its own - it was now my puppet. Whatever I willed, the lightning had no choice but to obey. Lets think of the tendril as my dragon - an adolescent - and by training it now to obey, I wouldn’t need to take the time later when it was matured to beat my will into it.

The hunger for power seemed to grow more and more as I manipulated the lightning - yet I knew not why.

[Kyôka.]

Perhaps you could call me a slaver, for the tendril no longer had any free will of its own, it was merely a puppet bound by my chakra strings. Every action I gave, it obeyed, awestricken and seduced by the amount of chakra fed to it in trade for the unrivaled level of obedience. When thought about, it was a rather good investment in the long run; instead of wasting excess chakra during the whole training, I could simply give up[ the amount of chakra needed for the lightning to obey and steadily regain my chakra as time passed, instead of having to continuously give up large portions of my chakra in hopes of keeping the “serpent” at bay.

Clean and smooth, refined movement would be what I willed of this tendril, not chaotic. In order to master the launching of the beast, I would need to master complex and quick movements while utilizing this whip of immense energy. Only with training and practice would I be able to do such a thing; I wasn’t the best at Taijutsu, but that could be changed if practiced enough. Me, I would rather ulize the destructive nature of Ninjutsu than go head to head in melee combat with an opponent, but then again a battle was a battle and whatever it called for I would utilize it effectively.

I would cause my chakra to recoil, only to allow the massive whip of lightning to come that much closer to my supple flesh, sparks grinding only inches away from my flesh. The chakra surrounding my figure leaped onto the whip due to the close proximity; the energy had a rather strong effect on the whip, allowing my motions o be that much easier, my movements flowing together almost as smoothly as when I completed the seals to bring the lightning to me, smooth as a river with nothing impeding its path.

Thrusting my hands together, I would mimic the state of meditation, yet I would be seeking to control the tendril within my hand in a way that would create a mini tornado without the need of me spinning. Motion became a reality as the tendril seemed to burst to life, its plasmatic form beginning to move around me in a spiral like it had done in its pre-developed state. I planted my feet shoulder-width apart, planting them firmly within the ground, widening the length of the tendril as it continued to circle my body. At first, the process would begin slow, yet in due time the tendril would hasten with its godlike nature - I could feel the wind generated by the accelerate spin pressing against my face.

Yet another surge of chakra would erupt from my figure and into the lightning, propelling its spinning frenzy faster and faster. The speed increased with each second that passed, another moment for me to establish who was the master, forcing the tendril to continue in its path.

My mind focused upon the spinning tendril as it continued to circle me; it obeyed my every command - whatever I willed, the tendril did. A simple thought of the tendril moving faster would cause the lightning to increase in speed, becoming more refined as it accelerated. The speed at which the tendril traveled had created a cone around my figure, one that I was barely able to see through without the help of my Sharingan. The cone blocked my entire visage and with the speed that it had achieved - it was time —

— my dragon would be born.

[Kyôka.]

Canceling the lightning cone, I would start from the beginning.

I had finally established comfort within this technique, and now I would have to be able to utilize it without hesitance or pause; everything would need to flow as smooth as a stream, gentle yet devastating. I knew that this technique would take a considerable amount of chakra, but I had felt as if I had conquered it win the shortest amount of time possible. The thought of failing this time around was distant from my mind, but I kept my mind thinking about it, for anything could happen within this world - I was not new to this concept; ready for the worst, but I hoped for the best.

The first obstacle of my cause would be the hand seals, which I would eliminate without a hint of hesitation. Hastily, my digits danced amongst one another, crafting the multitude of seals with the utmost perfection. Unlike the fire long sword technique, I did well to perform the seals flawlessly. I believe that there were more seals in in this technique than the Katon blade, and yet I was able to perform these without error. Even in my first trials I rarely messed up, and when I did it was only on one or two seals - but at that time I was getting used to the sequence. Despite the many seals it took to birth my dragon, I traversed them in a matter of seconds, halting on the final seal - the beast in which I would bring to fruition soon enough; the dragon.

Amongst the zodiac seals, my chakra seemingly erupted from every one of my tenketsus, seeping through the holes of my pores, saturating the air with its invisible, yet fruitful essence. Tendrils shot up like geysers, racing toward the heavens and puncturing the very formation of the sky itself, searching for their “God” that allowed them their strength, that gave me the power to harness the element. The process may sound long and dull, but it actually only took me seconds to complete. A massive amount was expelled in a mere second, hastening the search for the “spark” I needed to harness Zeus’s power.

Just as quickly as the tendrils launched into the air, a bolt would come crashing down, slamming into my person in a blinding flash that would surely hinder the vision of any who were unlucky enough to see. In the distance (when the flash dissipated), one could see the thin tendril begin to spin about my person violently - it swirled quickly and with the utmost urgency; such speed rendered everything outside of the forming “cone” a blur to my vision, and vice-versa for those that tried looking at me. The hindering to my vision would disappear in moments, and from there I could see everything perfectly, no longer needing the aid of my enhanced-eyes. I was in the center of my electrical whirlpool, exactly where the commander needed to be.

Nonetheless, my hand moved forward with a closed fist, and following the dragon ripped from its foundation - the base of the lightning. The forming of the dragon was much more quicker than my previous attempt - it happened quicker than the second and was slightly larger - whatever this ferocious beast made contact with, the destruction would be much more fearsome than my previous attempt, for I had focused on condensing the lightning, which had amplified the power ten-fold. It glided amongst the sea of grass, its form swiveling like that of its serpent kin, dodging any obstacles that lay within its way (boulders, tress, ect.).

It obeyed my every command - it knew who was the master and who the servant.

Throughout the dragon’s flight, I had aimed to cause the dragon to impact with a rather large rock formation about 30 meters in front of me. With a twist of my warm, the dragon would flu upward toward the heavens, flying past the storm clouds (perhaps gaining strength as it did so), before a thrust would bring the dragon back down to gaia. The dragon swooped like an eagle to its prey - a thunderous roar was released as it descended upon the stone formation and then —

— an explosion would occur, summoning a pile of smoke and sending debris flying in all directions. When the smoke cleared, all that remained was a crater where grass had been burned - the smell lingered in the air for hours to come.

[Kyôka.]

I could only watch as my creation dashed forth once more, after I had went through the process once more. The lightning swirled around its figure as it glided through the air, its mythological defying the heavens with each twist and turn that it took. It was great to watch a creation of mine fly as perfectly as it in such a short amount of time. I hadn’t felt this good since the time I mastered the fire long sword technique, but even then I hadn’t felt the way I did now. I had guided the dragon into the heavens, giving it not a single target - I simply allowed it to fly, and hopefully it would encounter Zeus himself —

— weird, I know - but I had tamed the beast - anything was possible.

[hotaru]

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[Ryo Yakuta]

Since he had just finished up a rather easy technique, Ryo decided he would take a stroll around Kusa. He managed to stumble upon somebody's training session, so he figured he'd stay and watch for a little while. After the rather explosive, but still impressive, display of lightning, Ryo smirked and clapped. He walked closer, making sure his headband was showing so that he wouldn't be mistaken as an enemy. "I also utilize the Lightning Release, and I have been looking for somebody to train with. I don't think I know that jutsu. I'm Uchiha Ryo." He was going against his own personality traits just by talking to a member of the Grass Village. He hated them all, but if he could benefit from them then so be it.

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[Kyôka.]

Raiton: Hirameki no Jutsu (Lightning Flash)
Rank: D
Skill: Ninjutsu
Effect: Causes a blinding flash that can disorientate enemies (up to 10m)
Special: Rat
Drawback: ---
Description:The user holds the rat handseal and closes their eyes, gathering chakra into them. The user then opens them suddenly, and emits an extremely bright flash from their eyes that can temporarilly blind and/or disorientate enemies. The blinding effect usually lasts one turn.
Limit: Lightning Release

"I also utilize the Lightning Release, and I have been looking for somebody to train with. I don't think I know that jutsu. I'm Uchiha Ryo." - Ryo Uchiha.

It seemed Nagasake’s ears would be the first pierced by the approaching Uchiha’s words, seeing how it was only the two of them in the area. His eyes were centered upon the explosion he had just caused, basking in the destruction that his dragon had been able to create with a mere flicker of his wrist. The lightning elemtent was destructive indeed, and each time he utilized a technqiue, his connection to the element grew. It wouldn’t be long until he would consider himself a master- no - a god, in the art of the raiton release.

His gaze would shift over to the boy that had just approached him, his stare never giving way. His eastern-most hand would slowly guide toward the back of his figure, where he would retrieve the scroll in which held the information to the “Lightning Dragon Tornado”. The paper-parchment held in hand, Naga would smirk - waving the scroll in front of the boy’s face, teasing him with its encrypted knowledge.

“You can have it; if you can take it from me.” - Nagasake.

His hands would grip the scroll tig- wait, I’ve missed a part.

[ Commence Flashback ]

The events that I am about to describe would take place a day before the boy had learned the “Lightning Draon Tornado” technique. I am not sure how I forgot about it; but nonetheless, you will hear the story anyway - but from his point of view.

My advancement in the raiton release had escalated rather quickly, learning multiple technique in a rather short amount of time. MI had spoken to my mother about learning a special technqiue that I had read about in one my shinobi books, but she had wanted me to become more acquainted with these types of techniques before I delved deeper into the cualdron. This technqiue, “Hirameki No Jutsu”, was naught but a mere D rank, meaning I would be able to conquer its knowledge with ease.

Unraveling the scroll, onyx optics began to gaze over entirety of the scroll within minutes. It was surprising to see that this tecnique involved focusing chakra into the eyes, which I was a master of simply because I had practiced activating my Sharingan from time to time. The good thing about it was - the technqiue only utilized one seal in its entire procedure, which was the rat, or the Nezumi as the ancients called it.

Planting the scroll firmly to my side, I would begin the process by unleashing my almight tenketsu, allowing the energy that fueled my body day in and day out to flow as if it were a stream, smooth and gentle. I was used to its invisible entirety traversing my countenance; I was a shinobi of the wealthy Kikkawa family and Uchiha heir - chakra control was a must. There would be no obstacles in the way as the chakra flowed, there was no need; it was a simple thing to mold chakra, and shamefully I laughed at those who couldn’t.

The energy was refueling to me and as it caressed my body I would bring my two hands together, manipulating my ten digits in a way that would allow them to gently slide past one another, so that I was able to form the Nezumi hand seal without isssue. Like second nature it was to me; I had trained in these hand seals since I was just a lowly academy student - now I was a full-fledged gennin. I know it didn’t seem like much, but I was just starting out on my road as a shinobi; soon, I would be great.

From my epicener (where my chakra had been filtered), I would send the graceful fluid into both my palms, before sednign it on its way yet again, a new destination, my eyes. My eyes would slam shut as the chakra began to gather there; there was no way to esnure that my Sharingan would not arise if I kept my eyes open and so, I closed them (like the technique stated) and I waited until that time. Not even a second would pass from when the chakra began to build up, and already I felt it was time. The flash would be almost instantaneous as my eyes opened, scaring off the small animals that surrounded the grass.

My skill as a shinobi had progressed this training faster than anything else, but then again it was rather simple; with tehr ight skills, a beginning academy student could master a technique such as this. One trial was not enough, however, and seeing as how little chakra this technqiue consumed I would perform it over and over again, each attempt branding the treasure I had hoped to gain from my chakra --

- a bright, blinding flash.

[hotaru]

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[Ryo Yakuta]

Raiton: Raikou no Ken
Rank: C
Skill: Ninjutsu
Effect: Allows the user the ability to send small jolts of electricity into the opponent with every hand-strike and arm block for three turns. Can be used in conjunction with most Taijutsu that deal with hand-strikes.
Special: Snake
Drawback: May backfire if user attacks a water clone or other water type barrier etc.
Description: User takes in a very deep breath and holds the snake handsign briefly while their chakra is diverted to their arms. With every punch or other hand strike, the user's chakra is sent out into the opponent's body in a small burst that is electrified. It doesn't cause paralysis immediately, but the strikes do accumulate and it adds to the power of each strike. Basically, you hit harder and you shock as well. A smaller shock is sent out whenever the user blocks an attack with their arms. It is significantly less severe, but it does cause discomfort to the opponent.
Limit: Lightning Release

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Looking at the scroll that was almost right in front of his face, Ryo nodded and smirked. He said nothing, but closed his eyes for just a moment so that he could think about a technique he had just recently learned about. He opened his eyes and immediately went into a body flicker to close the fairly small distance between Ryo and his target, though he still didn’t know the other’s name. Ryo came out of the blur that was the shunshin with his hands down low in front of his crotch, forming the Snake handseal. All of this had happened pretty fast, but Ryo had taken very careful steps to ensure that he would be able to quickly dispatch his opponent, or at least paralyze him so that he could grab the scroll. Nobody was going to die here, but one would lose, and Ryo didn’t plan on it being him. He had thought about the Raikou no Ken technique, which was the act of striking an opponent, and with every strike came a small jolt of electricity that, over time, causes full paralysis. Ryo wanted to just stun his target long enough to get the scroll, but he hadn’t practiced this technique at all, so he wasn’t sure how much damage he would be able to do upon the first few strikes. He had already closed the gap, so the only thing left to do was form the Snake seal and go for gold! He had to strike in just the right places with just the right amount of electricity and chakra.

The young Uchiha had already done so much, and it all really had kicked off with the simple formation of the Snake handseal. Handseals counted for a lot, especially since there was only one to perform in this technique, so Ryo knew he had to nail it down perfectly to get the right chakra and lightning flow inside of his body, coursing through his veins. The Snake seal was simply folding all ten fingers over each other with the bottom of the palms touching. Ryo did this when he was just about a foot from the other Grass shinobi, who didn’t appear to be that much stronger than Ryo. The young Uchiha felt the chakra, the pure energy, going through his body like a flowing river. The element of lightning was quickly added into the chakra, giving it that electric touch that was needed for basically every lightning technique there was in the release. Ryo smirked once more as he brought his arms up. He had concentrated on putting a lot of chakra and electricity into the tips of his fingers, and it had worked out pretty well, so he hoped he would be able to carry it all over when he began to strike. The tips of his fingers were already tingling, numb by now. There was a slight bluish-white aura surrounding his fingers, though only people with ‘enhanced’ eyes would be able to see such a thing.

His index and middle fingers of both hands were pushed together, lightning running through them with ferocity. He wanted to end this as quickly as possible, and he thought this technique would be the best way to do that, but for some reason Ryo seriously doubted he would be able to carry the attack for much longer. The lightning going through his body, his left hand’s finger came to the soft flesh on the center of the throat. The attack, if it connected, wouldn’t kill the Grass ninja of course, but it would tingle a bit, making it a lot harder to breathe. While this attack commenced, another simultaneously was going for his gut, just above his crotch, only that one was meant more to deal damage than it was to give a tingling sensation or some kind of numbing ability. Ryo sent them both as soon as he got out of his body flicker, as fast as lightning, pardon the pun. Ryo could feel the electricity still flowing throughout them when his fingers were cutting through the air, but all of that was about to change.

His body had been under a bit of strain, not too much, but a bit, so as soon as Ryo got an inch away from his target, his entire body stopped the electricity flow. He could still feel chakra going throughout his body, but the lightning was nonexistent now. He let out a soft sigh, but his arms continued to go forth anyway. Maybe he could still find a way to get the scroll even if this technique was a failure on his first attempt. Sometimes people have to fail in order to perfect themselves. No, people always had to perfect themselves through failure. Ryo would show this man the strength of a true Uchiha.

[Itsuki v2]

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[Kyôka.]

Flame Daggers
Rank: "D" Rank
Skill: Ninjutsu
Effect: The user creates to small daggers made of fire that can be used for close combat. The daggers appear as if you are holding a dagger with the blade facing to your back.
Special: Ox, Dragon, Tiger
Drawback: ---
Description: The flame daggers are a variation of Katon: Daitou (Fire Release: Longsword). They are good for a close quarters fight with an enemy.
Limit: Must know Katon: Daitou jutsu before learning this jutsu.

I gripped the scroll tight as I teased the boy in front of me with the scroll for a rather impressive lightning technique, waving the parchment of paper in front of his face back and forth. His eyes followed the scroll for a couple of cycles, before he would close them. If this were a fight to kill, I would have taken that split-second to mount my offensive; luckily this was a spar, and no lives were on the line. In an instant, his figure disappeared from sight; the only assumption I could come up with was he use of the body flicker, and what an accurate assumption it was.

Unfortunately, even the fabled eyes of my clan couldn’t follow the speed at which the body flicker allowed one to move; it was like a miniature teleportation technique. It was an instinct of mine to move when his figure disappeared, utilizing my own body flicker technique. My body traveled amongst the grass, separating the distance between us to that of ten meters. Upon coming back into the speed of the world (my feet touching ground), would my tenketsu points be unlocked. All three hundred sixty-one (or whatever number) would unleash their repertoire of chakra throughout my body.

Utilizing this short spar as a great training opportunity, I had thought about training a few techniques of my own. Drifting away from raiton element of jutsu for a bit, I would come back to those of my heritage - Katon. Back when I had learned the fire long sword technique, I had come across a technique extremely similar to it, the “Flame Daggers”. Instead of one, this technique allowed me to conjure two blades of fire, although their size was significantly shorter than the overall blade; the best part was, the technique was labeled a mere d rank, meaning I would get the concepts rather quickly.

All to familiar with the hand seals, they came as quick as ever, like a kick coming from a taijutsu master. Quickly, did my hands come together, interacting gently amongst one another while they performed their intricate dance. In and out of each other they weaved - three times in total - in a grand display of zodiac myth and elegance. My digits curled inward perfectly when needed, straightened when asked, and a mixture of both on command; these seals were naught but second nature to me, especially the feline, which was common among the people with my blood.

The tiger seal came faster than the rest, me being the most used to it because of my skills in Katon. My hands separated as I unleashed the he giant orange cat. In a mere instant the two daggers would begin to form in my hands (one in my right and left). The chakra put into this technique would render their flames painless to me, but for my opponent, I wasn’t sure if I could say the same. The hilt was the first to form, becoming more refined as the time passed; the blade soon followed, its edge becoming sharper as my chakra continued to sculpt the figure in a manner that I had done with its ancestor.

There I stood, ten meters from my opponent, the two katon blades firmly placed within my hand. I wondered what would happen if I were to throw one of them - there were daggers after all - but, experimentation would have to wait.

[hotaru]

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