-- Crimson Sanity [ Open ]

[Ryo Yakuta]

[8/30]

Though it seemed as if his fingers were about to make contact with his opponent, at the last second Ryo’s enemy moved, and he was still a little distraught that he didn’t know that guy’s name. His fingers sliced through nothing but air, but it didn’t matter much anyway since the buildup of lightning had disappeared at the last possible second anyway. Trying to figure out what he had done wrong, Ryo quickly spun around, trying to figure out where his opponent had escaped. Obviously he had used a body flicker to avoid Ryo’s attack, but just where he had gone was a complete and total mystery. Ryo took this time to build up the lightning in his body given this rare spare moment in the heat of a battle. He was in the middle of a spin when his eyes closed and everything in time and space just seemed to slow down. He could feel the lightning pulsing through his body; if anybody here had their Sharingan or Byakugan activated they would be able to clearly see the aura of chakra radiating off of the young Uchiha’s body. Ryo’s body was now alive with the passion of the Lightning Release. He was alive! He was at his finest, and loving every moment of this incredible power. The simplicity of controlling the lightning element was essential to the technique that Ryo was in the middle of learning.

Quickly turning to get his opponent in his sight, Ryo didn’t take much time to analyze the situation, which was probably a fault on his part, but oh well, as he immediately went into another body flicker, making it his second out of three. Putting his fingers back into the Snake seal, Ryo powered up his entire body with this unique type of chakra. It was mixed with all this lightning, giving it this tingling feeling as it traveled throughout every tiny space inside of Ryo’s body. He could feel it spread from the core in his chest to the rest of his body. It was mostly going through his arms and into his hands simply because Ryo combined this technique with the small bit of Taijutsu that he actually knew, and even then he was just doing strikes that he had seen other people do around the Grass Village. The lightning just made parts of the Uchiha’s body radiate even more, to the point where small sparks went off here and there, but there was nothing that major going on. Ryo came out of the shunshin with the Snake seal still formed, his teeth gritted together, and his eyes narrowed. The chakra and the lightning was concentrated in his hands, which would make his strikes incredibly deadly, but his opponent wouldn’t know this at all since he wouldn’t be able to see the lightning inside of Ryo’s hands.

As Ryo came out of his shunshin, he noticed something almost immediately: his opponent had managed to do some handseals and construct his own weaponry: flame daggers. Ryo knew a little bit about that technique since he, as well as his brother, Genma, both had the Katon Release, but Ryo only had one technique nailed perfectly within that release. Ignoring it for now, Ryo put his index and middle fingers together again. One of them went for that soft, fleshy part around his target’s neck while the other went straight for the left rib cage. If they hit then the lightning would spread from the center hit-point to the rest of the body, sending random shocks throughout the central nervous system, which would slow down the reaction times of his opponent. Ryo smirked, knowing that if he hit him in both spots, the spar wouldn’t last too much longer. Ryo didn’t want to underestimate his opponent, though, so he didn’t make any assumptions quite yet.

Instead, he concentrated on the chakra that was pulsing throughout his body with the utmost intensity. That tingling sensation was the best feeling Ryo had ever felt; he was loving every moment, every second, of this pleasure. He knew this time that the lightning wasn’t simply going to ‘run out’ as it had done before. The connection between Ryo’s chakra and the lightning element in his body was abnormally strong. He was surprised that he had been able to keep it up, but he did had a pretty refined chakra system, so he wasn’t going to deny himself the power of the Lightning Release. He was currently putting all of his concentration on maintaining this technique. He pumped endless strands of chakra mixed with lightning from the middle of his chest to his hands, making sure that the connection would never be broken. Maybe this time the attack would actually hit.

[hotaru]

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[Kyôka.]

Raiton - Rakurai Shuryuu (Lightning Style - Lightning Stream)
Rank: "D" - "C"
Skill: Ninjutsu
Effect: The user creates a steady stream of electricity against a single target.
Special: Ox - Monkey - Dog - Dragon
Drawback: "D" Rank require both hands. "C" Rank requires one hand.
Description: After forming the needed hand seals the user will create a fist sized orb of electricity and thrust it at a single target as a steady stream of electricity. At "D" Rank the lightning is only capable of knock a target back and inflict minor burns, and could reach a maximum range of 5 meters. At "C" Rank the lightning is able to cause first degree burns and numbness to the affected area, and reach a maximum range of 10 meters.
Limit: Lightning Release

It was a very sound strategy that my opponent had been using, utilizing the same movement twice, despite my success at dodging the last. The flame entities held within my hands burned as they absorbed the crisp air around, the weak breeze not powerful enough to blow my flames into non-existence. The two daggers burned intensely in my hands as I stood there, watching my opponent. I couldn’t say that I was surprised that he would attempt the same maneuver twice, for it seemed the technique that he had been using required for him to be rather close to me.

I could only watch as his figure disappeared once more, appearing in front of me once more. I would dodge the first strike to my neck, simply by leaning back, for that might have been the end of the spar right there. There was a reason for me allowing him to strike me within my left rib, for it gave me a chance to strike. Despite the electrical shock that was transferred into my body, the effects would not be maximized, seeing as how he had yet to master the technique. Regardless, as his hands struck my rib, I would bring my left hand downward in an attempt to stab the dagger into his forearm, which would most likely draw blood as well as introduce a “burning” effect on the wound.

It would be difficult to dodge my strike, and whether he was struck or dodged my blow, I would leap back five meters, dismissing the flames I had conjured forth from my bloods; there was another technique that I wished to utilize, and I saw this as more of a training session than an actual spar. The chakra running through my body filled my every artery, every muscle, every vein that it could find, its nourishment being distributed equally amongst my figure. It was then that I would make the change from Katon to raiton, birthing my electrical servant back into existence.

I had watched another genin in the village perform this technique some time ago, which would explain why I knew the hand seals. It wasn’t wise attempting a technique that I hadn’t practiced before in battle, but its simplicity would allow such a thing to be completed, especially since there was only four obstructions exempting one from performing the technique. These “obstructions” however, would prove nothing more than a insect that needed to be pushed aside, and elegantly did my two appendages come together once more, clapping their delightful beat, putting on a show for all the viewers that would stun the eyes of all that witnessed.

Each seal would be essential to transforming my chakra into what was needed; the dragon would serve a much more useful purpose than the others, it being the hand seal that was unique to the lightning release, or so it seemed, seeing as it appeared within most of the raiton technique more than the others. The electrified chakra would blossom from the supple surface of my right palm, quickly growing in strength from a small orb to a ball of lightning the size of an average fist. I would bring my free hand over to caress the orb of lightning, gaining more control over the elemental ball. By outstretching my hands, and sending a burst through my palms, I would launch the ball forward.

The ball wouldn’t be alone however, for a tail was created as the ball was propelled forward. The lightning emitted from my hands continuously as the ball continued its path forward. I knew not the maximum distance that my technique would fly, but the short distance of four meters between Ryo and I would surely allow my blast of electricity to impact upon his chest, propelling him backward and inflicting minor burns upon his torso area. It seemed this would quickly become a battle of raiton; but as I viewed myself during my dragon training —

— I was the self-proclaimed “God” of raiton.

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[hotaru]

+10

[Ryo Yakuta]

[18/30]

One hand coming forth to strike, Ryo wouldn’t be at all surprised when his opponent simply leaned back in order to dodge it. He would surely feel the heat that was radiating off of the young Uchiha’s hand though. It was crisp with lightning, there was even a bit of a spark and a shift in the air movement when his index and middle fingers came slicing through the air. Ryo knew that his opponent was skilled, probably knew more techniques too, but he was destined to learn every technique in the Lightning Release. This battle was going to end in Ryo’s successful victory, or there would be hell to pay for sure. Although Ryo knew that he was unable to put the lightning ability into his legs, he would have to secure a successful footing position in order to trip his opponent and make sure that he wasn’t struck by those burning daggers that his target seemed to be wielding. As soon as his opponent leaned back, Ryo shifted his entire body to the side and put his right leg behind the Grass ninja. With one, swift sweep, his foot would come forward to attack the heels of the Grass ninja. This would throw off the entire technique, leaving Ryo unharmed, but he wasn’t sure if he would be able to pull it off. His opponent was distracted by the small surges of lightning in his ribs, and he was concentrating on his attack of Ryo’s forearm, not to mention he was leaning backwards, but Ryo was still in a bit of doubt.

The Grass ninja sacrificed his left rib so that he could attack Ryo’s forearm, which gave Ryo the perfect opportunity to see just what happened when this technique landed. As soon as Ryo’s two fingers were between his ribs, he twisted his fingers, which would unleash the lightning that had been built up in the tips of his fingers. Though his hand was only there for a moment, and he didn’t truly have this technique mastered, he tried to push out as much lightning into his opponent as he could. He had pretty good chakra and nature manipulation within his body, so this wasn’t much of a problem. Still, the Grass ninja who was a victim to Ryo’s attack would only feel surges of electricity. He would probably only twitch now and then, his body spastic for a few minutes, but it was better than nothing. Ryo brought his hand out from the kid’s ribs, a bright spark going off when Ryo retracted his hand. Although Ryo had tried to trip his opponent, he wasn’t exactly that fast. The dagger would at least skim his forearm, but it would probably make full-on contact, which Ryo was prepared for. He took the hit as the burning sensation filled his arm, and it wasn’t long before his body felt a lot hotter. He grunted, trying to figure out what to do in the heat of the moment, no pun intended.

Lightning and chakra still flowing through his body at a constant rate, Ryo wouldn’t have to do anything for his opponent would soon just glide backwards a few meters. Both of them appeared to be using this time as a training session instead of an actual fight, which Ryo had no problem with. This was only making him stronger in the long run anyway. As his opponent powered up, Ryo did the same, his eyes shutting very light for just a few seconds so that he could regain composure in his body. He was soon enough burning with the lightning and chakra that raced through his body. Anybody could see that he was ‘in the zone’ at the moment just from his body stance. His arms were spread out, sparking every now and then with a bluish-white color that was chakra combined with lightning, and his legs were also spread out, his head tilted up. It was as if he was ready to be struck with lightning from the heavens any moment now, which would only increase his rage, his lust for battle. He was ready to end this fight, and he was ready to do it right now. He could only manage one more body flicker though, so he would have to do this as quickly and skilled as possible. His body was full of electricity so this next hit, if it landed, would hurt far more than the last one.

If this guy thought he would hit Ryo with that technique, he was sorely mistaken. When Ryo opened his eyes he watched his opponent perform the entire technique. He thought that he would catch the Uchiha off guard when he was staring at him as he did the technique the entire time? Smirking, Ryo simply side stepped the orb of electricity and began to run at the other Grass ninja, but he didn’t use his body flicker; he was saving it. He did the Snake handseal as all the chakra and electricity within the core of his body was fused together and rushed into his hands. The Snake was very unique to this jutsu since it was the only seal necessary, so Ryo put a lot of emphasis on getting it right the first time. He smirked as he came up on his opponent, but there was only a four-meter gap, so Ryo didn’t have that long to travel. He rose his arm up, but at the last second body flickered, quickly circling around to his opponent’s back as his hands both came forward. One was to the back of the neck, and the other was to the middle of the spinal chord. Ryo knew exactly what he was doing – ending this fight so that he could get the lightning technique that was in that scroll. It wasn’t even about the technique anymore though; it was about Ryo showing how strong he was as a shinobi.

Both his index and middle fingers on both hands were burning intensely with the lightning. The air shimmered as his hands made his way through the open space. As soon as his left hand hit the middle of the back, it would send pulses of electricity up and down the spinal chord, which would, more than likely, make his opponent twitch too much to react very quickly. The attack to the neck would send electricity down the back to meet up with the spinal chord. In other words Ryo was going to make his opponent’s entire upper back twitch and go numb with these two very simple strikes. It wasn’t how he was striking; it was what he was striking with: electricity. His lightning control added to his chakra control was simply unbelievable at the moment. He was ‘in the zone.’

[hotaru]

+10

[Kyôka.]

Blades of Grass
Rank: "D"
Skill: Ninjutsu
Effect: Blades of grass cut opponent for mild damage
Special: Handseals
Drawback: Can only be used when grass is present.
Description: User summons up the grass with his/her chakra, using the chakra to straighten and sharpen the grass. Then, the grass is launched at an opponent at about the same speed as a bullet. The grass can stab into or cut the flesh of an opponent just like a needle. (Ten grass needles)
Limit: only ninjas of grass can learn

It seemed my counter-part was beginning to use his head in this confrontation, instead of just repeating himself over and over. From the moment his hand struck my rib, he would shift his body to the side, attempting to trip me by extending his leg behind me, all while getting skimmed by my dagger. Unfortunately, his attack had involved too many movements, and as soon as I threw my dagger downward would I leap back, avoiding his leg sweep entirely. My lightning wave would simply be side-stepped by the shinobi, yet I hadn’t completely relied on the wave of electricity to make contact with my opponent.

It was quite easily for me to cut off the electricity flow once I took note of Ryo dodging the blast; I knew the basics of the technique he was using, for I had observed him throughout this short bout. To begin, he would form the hand seal of the serpent, and as quickly as he could would he attempt to close the distance so that he could strike me with the electricity that he had stored within his hand strikes. The damage from the strikes weren’t harmful at first, but things always accumulated when they were repeated, and surely his technique would have more of a tingling feeling if I allowed him to keep making contact; unfortunately, he was fighting a close-quarters battle - it was simple to null his attacks.

All I need do was keep the distance, and since he ran forward after dodging my blast, instead of using the body flicker right away, I took that short time to initiate my own [2|3] to increase the distance between us to about twelve meters. Since his own flicker was used in accordance to my original position, he would only travel about three meters ahead, turning his body around so that his back was to me (as he attempted to “circle” around me). It was then I would take the time to initiate my own attack, for I had mostly played the on the defensive throughout this entire bout.

I hadn’t tapped into the potential of the Mokuton (wood release) in a while, becoming more focused in the art of the flame and lightning. It was kind of funny really; I was a Kikkawa, yet the wooden techniques were the ones that I utilized the less. Regardless, I knew the advantages of having a mixed repertoire of techniques, and with each technique I learned I became a more capable shinobi. Using the momentum of my chakra from performing the body flicker, I would begin to focus my chakra, sending it toward the epicenter pf my body where it would shift and change, steadily becoming the essence I would need to manipulate the wood around me.

From my center did the chakra separate, traveling along two paths. One path led to my hands, while the other seeped into the surrounding grass around me. In my right hand I held the element of water, and in my left the element of doton; whilst both elements were alive and well, I would clasp my hands together, forming the quick string of hand seals with the utmost urgency, beautiful and flawless. Being raised and trainee din the arts of the Kikkawa since I was a young boy, it was quite easy for me to utilize the wooden techniques of the clan in an instant - in truth, I learned the wooden techniques before I was able to utilize the techniques of my birth-clan.

From my hands, through my center, and past my feet did the chakra seep forth into the ground, its seductive essence calming the silly rage of the grass. As a result of my chakra, the grass would immediately shift from their calm and limp demeanor, to a more erect and raging manner. The grass tendrils stayed afloat around my body for about a half-second, before a burst of chakra would send my ten sharpened creations forward. They resembled long needles, which is what they were - essentially, grass shouldn’t even be able to cause damage, but if these hit they would surely cause pain in the Uchiha’s body.

I wasn’t sure if I could aim these, but I tried my best; I didn’t want to kill the Uchiha, for it was just a friendly spar - one or two of the needles would most likely stab into his shoulders, while the others simply cut him in multiple places.

My grass creations, crafted perfectly and without fault, would travel forth at the speed of a bullet - how would he escape this one?

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[Ryo Yakuta]

[28/30]

It no longer mattered that Ryo’s leg sweep didn’t work, because the entire playing field had changed. Ninja had to be able to adapt to new situations rapidly, so Ryo was trying to forget about what happened a second ago so that he could focus on what was going on right at that moment. As the young Uchiha tried to circle around, he would find that his opponent had already body flickered away from his position, which meant that Ryo’s hands would hit nothing but dirt and grass and he had actually lost his opponent, which was never a good thing. His hands sliced through blades of grass and sunk into the dirt, but at the moment Ryo wasn’t worried about his opponent; he was observing his hands as they were sunk into the dirt. He had actually sent scorch mark across the green ground. There were black stains everywhere, and Ryo knew that it was because his lightning had actually traveled quite well across the ground. He stared at it a little bit more, his hands still full of lightning. Everything that Ryo touched turned black, burning from the top down, or he simply sliced the blade across horizontally, making two almost perfect halves. He got his head out of the sand, so to speak, so that he could concentrate on the battle at hand once more. He had a feeling that he was almost done with this technique, and though he shouldn’t make such hasty assumptions, he stopped performing lightning-based moves so that he could counter-attack his opponent’s next move.

Once Ryo looked back up, he could see that the grass, once friendly and nice to him, was going to be used as deadly needles in order to cause some pain to him, though certainly not death. He had to spin around very quickly just to locate his opponent, which was causing him to lose precious seconds of time. He did a few quick handseals, ones that were not common to the Lightning Release, but rather to Katon. He rann backwards as soon as he saw his opponent, still doing so while performing the handseals. He breathed in, mixing his chakra with his fire nature, and then exhaled. When he did, a giant ball of fire was released, which would easily burn through all the grass, but once the grass was destroyed, Ryo cut off his connection with the fireball. He wanted to simply counter and nullify, not kill. He was done with this technique and wanted to get a fresh start on the next one.

[hotaru]

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30/30

[Kyôka.]

Burn!

I simply watched as my kinsmen nullified the effects of my Mokuton technique, using one of Katon origin in order to burn my perfect crafted creations into ashes. This would birth a pause within the spar, for he had stopped attacking. Reaching into my back pouch, I would pull the scroll from my back, before tossing it toward his figure. It would be his decision to stay or leave; he had what he wanted, and it was a great chance for me to advance in skill.

“Ryo, here.”

Depending on what he did would determine how I would proceed. My chakra was dented due to learning the “lightning dragon Tornado” technique, but there was one thing I could train that didn’t take much chakra.

“Shall we continue?”

[Ryo Yakuta]

After the giant ball of fire was gone and the burnt ash that used to be grass was falling to the ground, there was a pause in the middle of the duo's spar. Ryo briefly thought about Genma, who was probably still training with his new sensei. He didn't have much time to think, though, before a scroll was tossed to him. It was the one the two had been sparring over. Hiding his surprise well, Ryo grabbed it and strapped it onto his back, nodding his thanks silently, but he was obviously happy to get another powerful technique added into his arsenal. "As long as you don't mind, we can continue, but I shall keep this scroll for a little while longer. I don't wish to train it in the middle of a spar."

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[Kyôka.]

“Actually, my chakra is running low; we’ll continue another time”.

I would speak to my kinsmen. Taming the dragon had taken more chakra than I thought, training the my fellow Uchiha had dwindled my energy even further - there was no denying it, I needed to rest. Walking away from the training spot, I would head home, before returning the next day.

[Ryo Yakuta]

(Sorry it took so long to leave =\)

Nodding to the other's reply, Ryo made sure he had all his things, the scroll especially, and then he took his leave. A small wind picked up, blowing the Uchiha's robe behind him as he walked at an average pace. He didn't know whether to go train this new technique or to go back to Genma. He pondered his choices, leaving the field of the previous spar with the utmost grace.

[Kyôka.]

Training: Shunshin No Jutsu
Sharingan: Activated.

Yea, I lied - I hadn't returned the next day, but rather a year later.

In fact, retuning to the spot had brought me back to remembering wqhen I had trained with Ryo, and the intensity of launching technique after technqiue at one another. Our speed was matched, each shunshin that he could muster, I made sure I produced one in return. I couldn't say that our spar was a true hand-to-hand combat session, but besides Genjutsu, I had dedicated myself to the art of Taijutsu. Due to my limited knowledge within the art of illusions, I had hoped to create a name for myself in terms of speed. There were many "special" things about me: 1) I held the Sharingan, 2) I was a Kikkawa and, 3) I was gifted for Genjutsu. With these three gifts, and the abilities that came along wih them, I would become one of the most feared shinobi in Kusa, but even so, I wished to extend my name far past the greenery of the village.

A single handseal was formed - the tiger - in hopes of helping me center my chakra. I searched deep within me, deep within the catacombs of my chakra network, searching for every corner, every door, every secret that they wished to hide. Like a serpent, an ethereal being seemed to creep throughout the deepest portions of my soul, a predator to my chakra. It fed on the nutrients that my chakra wished to feed it, it lived on the invisible essence. The beast within me had been tamed, and from the pit did my chakra travel into my legs. My muscles tensed as the chakra entered; they contracted, pulsated, danced with energy. It was a strange feeling, yet one that I knew all too well. From my experiences with the shunshin tecnique, I was used to this "sensation" and although I could execute the technqiue effeciently, my uses were limited - I planned to change that.

Crimson filled my visage, black tears taking their positions within, and with the bloodlimit birthed, I would launch myself into an ethereal realm. My figure seemingly "swooshed" through time and space, landing me in several positions for naught but a second before I relocated. I couldn't lie, the ability to dance through time was amazing in its own, and it wasn't long before visions of royalty filled my visage; I was a "King" and the clock was my throne. From my tower, the village (my village : my kingdom) could be seen through my royal glass windows. Servants filled my castle, speedy like myself, and despite their numbers and speed that matched even the quickest of beings - I was still number one.

It was remarkable; the way the chakra surged through my whole body and allowed my muscles to relax, before utilizing their full potential. Repition was the key to success, and I would open the doors. My feet would set stone upon unmatured grass, where my head would be raised and my crimson eyes looked toward the heavens. The sun shone brightly upon the earth, and as its rays itched the sensitivity of my eyes, I dissapeared once more, taken away by the endless paths of time and space.

[Kama the Popcorn Kage]

Please state the tech's TP and ur count.

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[Kyôka.]

Training: Shunshin No Jutsu - 0 | 20.
Sharingan: Stage 3; Active.

Each foot set stone upon the ground was followed by another, more powerful thrust of the muscles. His body was like that of a cheetah, gliding amongst the plains with the smallest amounts of effort. Effortlessly, he continued to move, his legs being the catalyst for the immense amount of speed he was able to boast. The sun burned brightly this afternoon, destroying any amount of shade that could usually be seen, excluding the shadows cast by a giant oak tree nearby. Despite the tiny abundance of shade, the speed that the boy was able to travel at adopted a breeze - and oh, how he loved the gentle winds.

By the power of his will would chakra begin to filter throughout his body with each step he took, the invisible nutrient filling every vein and artery, every pathway with their delicious fruit. Each step the boy took, cushioned by his sandaled feet, an burst of chakra was released, bursting him faster with each repetition. Each touch upon the endless sea of green, his muscles would overflow with ripe chakra, just waiting to be released. His muscles swelled with chakra, increasing the very potential that his muscles could muster; the potential steadily grew, so long as the chakra maintained itself within.

And each time he launched himself from the ground, the swirling energies would expel from within like that of an explosion; the energies were expelled from the inners of his body, resulting in a grand explosion from the legs. Beneath his heels lay crushed grass, destroyed by such power that gave birth to such an intense amount of speed: shunshin, the body flicker.

Once again was the boy back at his kingdom, his crown placed firmly upon his head and his bottom firmly planted on his thrown. His servants teleported through the endless halls of time and space, disappearing and becoming a blur to the naked human eye. A single silhouette turned into a blurred image, before returning back into an ebony stature, of which would transform again and again, repeating the process as a showcase of displaying their immense amount of speed. At the speed of sound, a servant appeared in front of Nagasake, bringing him his royal tea before the Uchiha himself would disappear into nothingness.

It was a common game between the “King” and his “Servants”; a game of dark magics, a kingdom of teleporting twins. It was a form of tag, in which they would all test their grand endeavor of speed against one another. It was a simple game; the only objective - don’t get caught. Of course, the king was the king for a reason, and such he was able to capture everyone within a matter of seconds, his speed much grander than everyone else’s. Although it seemed pointless to play, the servants longed to be like their king, and what better way than to constantly test yourself against the best.[/size]

[hotaru]

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[Kyôka.]

Training: Shunshin No Jutsu - 0 | 20.
Sharingan: Stage 3; Active.

Through my steady uses of the shunshin no jutsu technique, I could feel my efficiency in using the technique increasing, as well as my overall speed. The sun still held its throne in the sky, shooting its deadly rays down upon the earth as I trained. I didn’t mind too much, for my training had kept me cool, the winds tackling against my face from the intense speed I seemed to travel. It was a grand day to be out and training, and I would be sure to take advantage of this “gift” God had blessed me with.

Once more would the energies within me be released from my tenketsus, the indestructible bars releasing themselves in a manner as to allow my chakra to overflow my body with the energies I needed to bring my speed to fruition. Slowly did the chakra stream out at first, before filling every portion of my body with a constant chakra current. My chakra network felt as if it were going to burst from the abundance of chakra within my figure. Like before, the chakra filled all of my organs and influenced the flow of blood within me. It was like I was injected with an overdose of adrenaline and before I knew it, I was off once more, dancing through the grassy plains.

The power bursting from my legs utterly destroyed the fragile grass beneath me, my powerful chakra emitted from my legs and beneath my feet. In a straight line I ran, releasing chakra with each step I took, and surprisingly each step brought about a more powerful, more demanding burst of chakra. In a straight line, I could feel the speed at which I was traveling increasing; the winds that battled my face steadily became stronger and it was this time that I began to appreciate my Sharingan, for the naked eye would have surely been itched by the sever gusts of winds. My eyes helped me in keeping balance, for every small detail was taken in by my eyes and as a result, my balance was like that of a cat —

— impeccable.

I twisted and turned in mid-air, landing perfectly; each time I disappeared into nothingness, my figure quickly came back into view, only to become yet another blow - I was the phantom of the grass.. Even the denizens of the plains were not able to keep up with the astounding speed that I was boasting; I watched, and even teased the animals as they tried to keep up with me. When one drew close and held hopes of finally catching me, I would disappear into my kingdom once more, and ethereal place where they were unable to follow me. I would reappear a short distance away from them and again would they chase; sadly, they would never catch me , but they were welcome to keep trying —

— I enjoyed a challenge.

[Masakuni]

+10 TP
W/ Sharingan, Learned. <3