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[Beautiful Rogue]

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Chaos Third Stage ‘Chaos Unleashed’
Rank: ‘A’
Skill: Taijutsu
Effect: The third stage of chaos, this stage was consider the final step in evolution for the Kamyuja. This allows the user to unlock seventy-five percent of there max strength, there endurance and durability remains the same as stated as above. Unlike before the Third stage increase the Kamyuja’s speed slightly, there movement speed increases by one giving them an edge on the battlefield. As stated before, once activated the user is now capable of seeing ones aura as it emanates from there body. This also allows the user to negated pain for a short period of time.
Special: You receive a plus one to movement. Though a Kamyuja member is not capable of using chakra gates, they can use there chaos as as substitute in order to go into a chakra gate related fighting style. This eye is capable of mimicking the fifth and sixth gate. Please note you don't gain the benefits of those chakra gates.
Drawback: After obtaining the Third stage of Chaos the Kamyuja goes into a Bloodthirsty rampage, in sense they lose themselves to their Chaos and desire nothing more then to fight. (If the Kamyuja member has a rival or a nemesis they will stop at nothing to fight them when they are in this Bloodlust) The only way to snap the person out of this Bloodlust is to A. Defeat them in combat knocking them unconscious, B. They kill everyone around them (Or there rival/nemesis) C. Everyone avoid the Bloodlust monster for a day, there he will tire himself out and pass out. Keep in mind that this Bloodlust does not go away; it can be trigged again if a Kamyuja member is near death or defeat. If that happen the time length of Chaos is increased by eighteen. When in Bloodlust a Kamyuja can’t not tell friend from foe, (So Battle Mods, if a Kamyuja member is failing to attack an ally in the area while they are in bloodlust, you can nullify there bloodlust rage and automatically shut off there chaos where they will be penalized to wait ten turns before activating it again.)
Another Drawback, after learning the third stage of chaos, the user has half a year (Roleplay timeline) before becoming blind. Unless they are able to find a medic who may perform surgery (Can be an NPC). Surgery is required because when a Kamyuja member activates the Third stage, they are putting to much stress on there eyes as the eyes change to allow one to see someone’s aura. The surgery that is need is that to reduce pressure on the eyes to allow them change, (This means a “B” Ranking Medic and Higher class are only capable of performing the surgery). This has to be performed only once in a Kamyuja's lifetime. It only happens when you first learn the thrid stage, after you have the surgery it is not required again to get it again.
Description: Activating the Third Stage of Chaos the user seems to be a completely different person, There eyes completely turn black as they are consumed by Chaos, Some rare cases a Kamyuja’s eye color isn’t black but white instead. The difference between the two is unknown or how to obtain. Like previously stated before the user is capable of seeing in black n’ white as if they were colored blind, this doesn’t hinder there ability to fight in fact it increase there ability due to the fact they are able to see the aura of chakra emanating from a person’s body. Once this stage of Chaos is activated the user is able to demonstrate feats of incredible strength liken none as ever seen before, when activated they become unstoppable as they feel as if they are unstoppable. The Kamyuja member is able to tap into seventy-five percent of there true strength, making them the powerful creature that has ever walked this earth. Though there strength can be rivaled by others who posses human super strength, there speed however is a different story. They no longer move at there normal movement speed, but move at an advance pace as they are able to move with a plus one to there movement, unlike before were they got no bonus or negatives to them. The only thing that truly doesn’t change for them when activating there Chaos is the pain receptors within there body. So let’s recap the nociceptor that allows a person to feel pain is shut down for a short duration of time. While the nocieptor may be shut down allowing no pain to precede forth to the brain so the brain can register to causing neuropathic pain. While the pain may not be able to transmit to the brain at the time, it is forced to be backed up until the nocieptor is open again. This can be dangerous due to the fact too much pain may not only cause physical pain but psychogenic pain that may kill him if too much damage is taken. That is why the body reacts by letting the pituitary gland release endorphins at a remarkable rate to reduce the pain consumption by Thirty percent only allowing the user to feel only seventy-five percent of the pain that is dealt to them.
Limit: Must have the Kamyuja Bloodlimit, This ability only for Eight turns before automatically shutting off. After five turns after Chaos has been shut off the user is capable of activating it once again.

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Naomi looked over the waters edge, watching the waves lap across the lake, even from her position at the edge, she could see the water was freezing cold, and the current was strong, and it seemed like an obstacle that no human could overcome. However, she would not see it like that, this was just a way for her to release her inner chaos without harming anyone around. Her rage that was inside her was immense, and she could feel the pull of it. However, she knew of its immense power, and she had seen first hand what it would do to a person, and she wanted nothing of that, she would leave behind everything for now, and retrieve it later, however, for now, she had some intense anger to burn off.

Her first steps into the water were tentative, the cold water around her ankles was enough to make her want to rethink it, but right now, she was not in the right state of mind to rethink anything. She needed to keep moving, wading in until she was up to her waist, then to her neck, and finally, her arms were being used to pull herself through the water, her mind completely wiped of any sane thoughts, and she was simply going through the motions of movement, her mind was letting chaos slowly take over, but she needed to go through the entire thing first, such as the first and second rounds of chaos before she could enter the final round.

The water was cut from in front of her easily, and she cut a swathe directly through, and carried through the ocean. She knew not how far it was for her to swim, but she was going as far as she could before she passed out and probably drowned. This would not be possible without her usage of the chaos, and of course, she would need the third stage to make it all the way there, as the second was not quite powerful enough, nor did it last an appropriate length of time for her to do so. With every stroke, she felt the anger issue from her body, and she could feel the blood pumping harder around her body, she could feel her heart beat begin to raise, everything within her body was steadily getting louder, and she embraced it, feeling the control of her own mind slip away, and the chaos reign.

Her strokes became slightly more powerful, and she could feel the speed of her swimming increase, and the water that was being forced under her was increased. Onwards she swam, the feeling of control slowly slipping away, and her eyes beginning to see things in a new light. She was entering the initial chaos, soon her body would begin to increase in mass as her muscles would begin to unfold, and she would gain increased strength and stamina, and it would allow her to continue swimming. All she needed to do was feed her anger to the chaos form, and she could continue to evolve and grow, her strength, which would increase by many times before the end of this, and her mind would be completely lost to the dark unforgiving chaos until her body would no longer able to sustain the multitudenous amounts of stress that would be forced upon it.

She had experienced chaos only a few times before, as she was not one who relied on brute strength often, so her experience with it was minimal, however, she knew the feeling, how ones body would be lifted from their mindscape, and it would be like watching someone else control her body with mad impulses, and the unstoppable force that was the Kamyuja body. Once you lost yourself to chaos, it was over, until you regained your senses, you could do nothing but wait for your body to destroy everythign in its path, allies, friends, even home, nothing was Ssafe from a Kamyuja who had no control over their own body. She was one such person, willing to let chaos reign to match her fathers strength.</sub>

[I C H I R O™]

GOGOGO! +10

[Beautiful Rogue]

<sub>[10/90]

The first thing she truly noticed was how the entire environment had suddenly changed for her, everything, both over top and around her had been a blue color, the water simply reflecting the sky, but now, everything was gone, the colors were no longer there, everything was as though the color had been sucked from it, and all she could see in black and white. Not that it affected her in any way, she ad very little control of her actions now, her first stage of chaos had been completely activated, and she had no real control over what her body was doing, as chaos ad overridden her mind and had forced the reigns from her hands. Now all she could do was supply the rage that was filling her body so she could progress.

Naomi needed enough to keep the body going, which would be an insane ammount, especially for her to gain the next level, which would be the only thing that could save her when the time came to it. However, the rage that would need to be supplied was tremendous, and she would need to think back on everything her father did wrong, just to keep going. In fact, just thinking back on her father made her strokes become increased, she could feel the pull of her arms as they drove through the water ceaselessly, his always impending shadow hanging over her like a dark veil, choking her already lifeless body. However, the dead could not be killed in such a manner, it would take more than deprivation of air to stop her, especially in chaos.

Her fathers face flashed into her mind, and her body began to shake uncontrollabley as she swam, her mind was tearing at the seams, and she knew that the little control she held now would be tore from her hands soon enough. The ascension to the second chaos stage was about to begin, and she felt the wonderful power of the rage build up, her muscles begin to torque and increase in mass, she was increasing quite a lot, she could feel the extensions of her muscles through her body, some created sharp pains, others creating massive pains that extended through her body, but at present mind set, it would be impossible for her raged traversed mind to feel any of it, and she would just keep plowing forward.

Even though her eye sight was dimmed and the colors were drained from it, she was aware of everything around her, everything was giving off an aura of chakra in the water, the fish and the various fauna that grew deep down. SHe had experienced it before, but it was strange to see under the ocean where she could not actually see the creatures themselves, only the auras that emanated from them. It did not bother hoer however, as it seemed that even the carniverous fish that swam below her were avoiding her hulking figure, afraid of the speed and the strength in which she was carving a path through the ocean. With each stroke and kick, she was sending a massive stream of water in all directions, at this rate, getting to whereever the hell she was going would not take long.

In fact, the speed would only increase as her strength did, with each level of chaos she entered, she would only go faster, and she had not even ascended fully to the second level, her body was still rapidly mutating and increasing in muscle mass. If she was in her right mind at that very moment in time, she uld have questioned just how incredible the kamyuja body could become, with three stages of pure insanity, their strength could become so overwhelming that it was possible to destroy buildings just by runing through them. And the ability to nul most pain? That was both dangerous and impressive, as when chaos stopped it would hurt like a bitch, however, during that time, it would allow the user to fight with so much extra force becuase they could not feel pain.</sub>

[→ Alterity]

+10.

[Beautiful Rogue]

[20/90]

Her body screamed in protest, but the pain was muffled so much so that she could hardly feel it. It was a nagging voice in the back of her head, pushed back by her anger, enveloping her mind, she could no longer think without the rage-lusting mind taking over and driving her body harder. It was strange, seeing out of her own eyes, but not being able to think or control her body, the anger that filled her filling her body, reaching through every nerve and blood vessel, bathing her entire body in pure hatred, everything. Everything was lost to anger, and she wanted more, she could feel the intense waves of power emanating from her body in this stage, as her muscles and bones finally shifted enough for the second stage to have been completed.

With the speed her arms were driving through the water and pulling her body, and with the power her legs were kicking with, she could imagine anyone that saw this would only see a whirl of water, massive splashes, and a trail being cut into the water. Her body could be classified as a machine with the strength and efficiency it was performing at right now, and she was making short work of this traveling, however, the distance was far, and she was not even going full speed yet. She needed mor, needed more anger, more heart ripping rage. She needed to be so angry that the earth would rattle beneath her rage and she would tear everything apart bit by bit. The final stage of chaos would be the driving force of her strength, the ultimate being, so powerful that nothing could stand in her way. She could feel her heartbeat catch in her throat, and her lungs were being forced to breath so raggedly, if she was not in chaos form, this would truly be her death.

Images of her father entering the small clearing where she and Seigfried had been, sharing a quiet morning together, just being around him had made her heart flutter. However, her father striking him away, his face as he had fought her. He had made it to the third form it seemed, however, no matter how powerful of a form he had made it too, he would continue to be a weak man, and she was able to almost match that form with only her second form, which she had managed to gain at the attack. Her rage had been incredible, but not enough to stop him, and not enough to stop the death of her love. He had hit Seigfried so hard it had practically destroyed his brain, and he would never awake from he coma that he had been put in. Even when she had to kill him, she heard the laughter of her mad father in her head, ringing around her, and it was horrible.

She could see it, Seigfried, laying there, motionless, all but the steady yet slow rise and fall of his chest, his face completely passive. She was there too by his bedside, her face stained with tears and her body still marked from the fight. Her fathers voice rang around her head, laughing and taunting her, his horrible sneer over the death of her love. Her body began to shake, both in her mind and the physical self that was swimming. She was fairly certain that her lungs were filling with water at the ridiculously strained breathing. However, it would not stop her, she needed more anger to feed off of, this was good, but she needed more. Like how Boudica had died saving her life in a battle against invaders of the territory in which this small clan of the Shirai-Ryu had come to claim. Boudica, aware of an archer, and his aim on Naomi had leapt in front of it and take then shaft to the heart. She had died instantly, and it left the Kamyuja to snap the frail mans neck beneath her enraged hands.

Her past was filled with moments where she had been truly sad, where the faults of others had caused her extreme pain. However, through that pain she could become stronger, what did not kill her would only make her stronger. That went far more than the meaning was meant for Kamyuja, surely, no one truly expected it to work like that. But she knew, if you were to take a kamyuja down, that bastard was getting right back up to kill you. OF course she knew, she had been fighting one all of her life, and she had fought on the same side with her inner rage, and no matter how hard she tried to repress the chaos at most times, it would come out at her in the worst form, often to have her shunned, making her quite irritated with most people. But their tolerance of her powers were what made her come to love the people who had accepted her.

"Love from a corpse....

[Beautiful Rogue]

[--/90]

<sub>Naomi was not certain, but she was pretty sure her body had stopped working. Not in a physical means, but mentally. She had no more contact with her body from this small thought area, at the last few moments, her tiny ammount of sway that she held over the chaos riddled mind had been completely irradicated, and now she was left cut off from the rest of the body, stuck watching from a small part of her mind. However, now tha tshe realized it, the chaos had begun to ebb away at her sanity, or what was left of it anyway. The chaos was finally closing in on what was left of her mind, creating a complete vaccuum of chaos, and shying away from it now, well, she would never progress if that was the case. She needed to embrace the hatred and chaos, and become one with the strength of her body.

She knew what would happen when she lost her mind finally, her body would lose all inhibitions, and she would garner the true strength of the kamyuja, so she had no problems with losing her mind completely. She was out here in the midst of the ocean, so there would be no harming anyone, unless a shark or something had the balls to come attack her, then she would probably destroy it anyway. She could feel herself sucked into the darkness, the dark voice that had been muttering at the back of her head was growing louder, the evil insane ravings growing louer and louder until they were reverberating around her skull so loudly that they were giving her a massive headache, but slowly, she would be drawn inwards until she saw nothing but red and thirsted for nothing but the blood of everyhting around her. Nothing was safe from a Kamyuja in the third stage, allies, enemies, even Seigfried her faithful companion would be hard pressed to stay with her.

Her final though before she was fully consumed into the chaos was a promise to herself that she would overcomethe rage and master it, so she could be around others, and protect them instead of destroying them. Destruction was useless, however, if you had the will to protect even one person, then you were a better person than most. It was easy to destroy, but to save, it took a whole different kind of person, the kind of person she wanted to be, not a mindless beast hell bent on destroying everything she came into contact with, that was just not as satisfying as saving. Silence. Everything was black, and the only thing she could hear was ragged breathing, most likely her own as her head came up for air every few strokes. As powerful as she was, she was still and aerobic creature, she needed oxygen to live.

It was funny, she was not afraid of the surrounding darkness, she felt safe here, comfortable almost. It was chaos, somehow manifested in nothing. In order to fufill chaos, she needed to become chaos, lost in blackness she needed to accept the animal she was going to become, if she let that scare her away, well, she would never progress, she would just be a second rate shell. She could not accept that. No, she could not, she would become more powerful than anyone else, no one would be able to stop her. She could feel the darkness seeping into her body, her emotions becoming dark and her thoughts angered, even the smallest thought was becoming irritating, she was questioning why for everything she had ever come across, her anger at the lack of answers to her questions.

Why? Why was she still here? Why did her father not destroy her when he had the chance? Why did she care about Seigfrieds death? Why was she asking herself this? Why? WHY? WHY!? The shackles of her sanity broke, her hatred radiated from her body with such mad power and the black endless room evaporated, leaving her in her body, floating in the water, no longer swimming, but face down in the water. Her eyes opened and air escaped her mouth letting out a small cascade of bubbles. HEr face twisted into a ferocious snarl and she screamed, her body exploding in size, her muscles tearing and healing in super quick motions and her entire body pulsated with power. Heat emanated from her body, causing much of the cold water to evaporate as it hit her, steam rising from her spot as her body seized with power, her voice echoing over the ocean with a mad scream, waves being bore from her thrashing.

Chaos</sub>

[Beautiful Rogue]

[--/90]

Have you ever wanted to die when you were without your friends?
Haven’t you said goodbye to the one on who your life depends?
Could it be that I don’t wanna save you anymore? Could it be that we don’t have what it takes?

Everything was black and white, as though the world had been drained. But in her devastated mind, she had nop thoughts of such a thing. She wanted to release this pent up energy, she wanted to destroy everything, even if it meant death, she would destroy the world. She was no longer swimming, but standing atop the water, her chakra sustaining the stance. Her breathing was at such a pace, her lungs were moving so incredibly fast that her heart rate and her bloodstream were all moving at many levels above the average human rate. In fact, if it was not for the fact she was not a normal human, at this rate, she would have already died from the adrenaline rush long ago, as no normal body could sustain this ammount of sheer pressure that was upon her bones and muscles right now. And yet she felt it, this was not true, she needed more.

Have you ever wished for fire to burn away your mind restraints?
Haven’t you been for hire or suffered those cheap complaints?
Could it be that I don’t wanna save you anymore?
Could it be that we don’t have what it takes?
Take it away ‘cause I don’t like this anymore
Take it away and throw it away

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Her head tilted towards te sky and she let out an earth shattering scream, flecks of blood being spat from her mouth as her vocal chords tore and her throat was run ragged by the intensity of it all. Her eyes, although already black, had become fully consumed by the chaos and were now completely black, lost in insanity, her transformation a true horror. In anticipation of this, her armor had been created to expand, the plates of metal would stay the same. However, the elastic fabric would stretch around her muscles. Naomi was a fairly narcissistic person, and she hated what happened to her body during chaos, but right now, with her mind as strained as it was, she was not likely to care, all she wanted was destruction. The words of her father were lost to her now, only mindless rage, and she needed something to destroy.

Have you ever wanted to die when you were without your friends?
Haven’t you said goodbye to the one on who your life depends?
Could it be that I don’t wanna hurt you anymore? Could it be that we don’t have what it takes?

There was nothing in her grasp that was around, nothing she could destroy in reach, but she needed something, she needed to destroy, her rage would just not be satisfied until every last thing was decimated by her fists, even this ocean. For a moment, she looked serene as she calmly looked over the ocean, as though the hulking female was not the anger ravaged beast she had been just a second ago. She looked out of the vast water and stared, watching the slight waves, a natural beauty. Something that could be tiwsted if one were strong enough. Strong. She was strong. Her face twitched, the calm look fading quickyl, replaced by a snarling and animalistic face. And she screamed. With a fast movement, and a chakra coating on her arm, she brought her fist down.

Take it away ‘cause I don’t like this anymore
Take it away and throw it away
Take it away ‘cause I don’t like this anymore
Take it away and throw it away

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The water split in front of her, a massive wall exploding upwards on all sides, an unbelievable force. The gigantic pulse of water fired in every direction, waves upon waves created from her fist. Her voice, louder than she had ever heard tore through her own ears as her fist tore through the layers of the water. Such power, such chaos, and she was still not satisfied. In the gouge of the ocean, she could see down to the ocean floor, and with that in mind, she reached through the water wall and grasped the first creature she could. A shark it seemed. Throwing it heaven-wise, she used the collapsing walls of the water to get back to the surface of the sea as it torrented behind her, a mass whirl of chaotic streaming, the current that was beneath her would kill her and drown her if she was captured in it, but it was of no interest to her, she was intent on one thing. She would taste blood.

Faster than the poor shark would have realized, her fist would have been through its brain, killing it instantly, its muscles and bones no match for her crushing fists. Blood spattered her face and body, yet she did nothing to wipe it away, in fact, she relished in it, feeling the warm life substance, she had never killed on purpose before, now that her rage had taken over, she wanted to do it more, killing felt so natural in this, as though she were a goddess, she had the power to give life, and the power to take it away, and no one could stop her rage. As she landed back on the water with a splash, the sharks body went through the surface and began to sink, the blood would attract other oceanic carnivores and it would be soon gone, feasted upon by its own kind. A laugh escaped her, then more, and suddenly, she was howling with demonic laughter at the fate of the creature.

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[I C H I R O™]

+30

[Beautiful Rogue]

[50/90]



<sub>Thunder, at least, thats what my mind percieved it as. However, I was so lost right now I could not tell up from down, all I knew was that I needed to keep going. The thunder I was hearing, although unbeknownst to me, was my heartbeat, the heavy no longer rythmic pattern blaring in my ears like a war drum, further increasing my sickening desire to destroy everything I could get my hands upon. I thought on the shark, and disturbed myself with my lack of remorse, I had killed an innocent creature, yet no sadness was brought upon my heart, nothing but bloodlust and the want to bathe in the now bloody waters that surrounded the empty carcass it now was. I wanted to retch at my own dispicable actions, but I could not, as it felt good.

The chaos was sublime in my heart, finally unleashing strength that I had been holding back for so long, and I could do nothing but listen to the sweet voice whispering in my ear, telling me to destroy everything, the temptation was oh so sweet. I could hardly contain my joy when I unleashed its strength, but no matter how hard I tried, I could no longer contain all of the feelings I had been holding in, my hatred for life, in my natural state, I try to protect, I try my hardest to push normal feelings aside and help others, even knowing the beast inside me. However, when I finally unleash her powers, my morals are thrown out of the window and I become this, something created from the most evil and repressed depths of my mind.

Me

However, my thoughts are not my own fully, and I can feel the only non-destructive train of thought vanish from my mind. The hatred seeps back in, leaving my thoughts crippled and anguished. I need blood, I thirst for the pain in my victims, I need sustenance from their screams, their fear that shines in their eyes when they were to see me standing over their wrecked bodies, my killing intent boring into their souls, and her pure strength would destroy them. My breath hitched in my throat, and my body calmed against my raging will, even the water beneath my feet was perfectly serene. No movement, nothing, just pure perfection around me. I hate it, solace, undisturbed nature, it was just something that had yet to be destroyed by my rage, and in time, it would be. I would thrust the world into a sadness that it had never seen before.

Time slowed for a second, but it felt as though I was thrust into slow motion, and I could not control my actions, as Chaos was controling me. Not that I minded, this feeling was as though I was being ravaged with pleasure. My mouth opened and I screamed, my voice causing the water to vibrate madly, small waves being forced in every direction. All my muscles were tensed, my body an iron wall and the movements of every muscle was so fluid and perfect, the ultimate beings body, one in which I possesed, and one very few would ever see in their life, the unequaled power which could not be suppased in strength, and only a true master could survive and encounter. However, I knew there was more, somehow, in my mind, I felt the nagging presence of more strength in the back of my mind, but I could not imagine there was more.

Perfection in every possible way, my body, it was so powerful I could feel nature trembling away from me, even the water around me was receeding, the liquid nature however, would always force it back to me. Chaos roared with laughter, with each terrible earth quaking laugh the water rippled more and the air around me was superheating from my power, the water was steaming with intensity. Rage. I was consumed. Knowing I could never be freed from it until I mastered it, but I knew I never wated to master it, letting chaos overwhelm me allowed me to let my body control the fight, and let he perfection destroy what it wanted, I needed no allies in this situation, and people would be foolish to think overwise. My vision blurred for a moment as I looked onwards to my destination. The land of thunder, I would seek it out, it was where I would be.</sub>

[|Ayame Unbound|]

+10

[Beautiful Rogue]

[--/90]

The water moved calmly with the tides and swells of the ocean current, it was a natural destruction, one I could feel the pull towards. However, nature would lose the battle with me right now, as Chaos, the most primal and powerful of all emotions or anything bore from the planet itself. Nothing, not even the ocean disastress herself could stop me now, I am invincible, riding the waters like something from a fairtale. Although, this time, I'm not the princess in this story. Also, for one to think I was simply using my chakra to move across the water, they would be sorely mistaken, one that only a fool could make, especially with the amount of carnage I would leave in my wake. The water was no more to me than the earth when I moved right now, so it was a trivial matter, I needed no chakra for this.

I was using pure speed and force to sprint across the water, my steps were faster than the water could react to the pressure beneath, giving me the tiniest amount of time to use it as a platform with each placement of my foot. After the step was fully landed, my new, super powerful muscles would create such a force upon the surface of the ocean that a massive explosion of water would be sent backwards, the spray going to heights of about ten meters. I cared little for it though, I just craved the hearts of men, I needed blood right now, and there was not enough of the metallic liquid to sate my thirst in the ocean. Animals were innocent, even my chaos dampened mind would be hesitant to strike down another of the now harmless sea creatures. Besides, there would be no more challenge in it, she had surpassed natures best by far.

Humans and their advanced minds, the crafted weaponry. That was the sort of challenge she craved, something where it was possible to take her down. Well, not really, but to the extent where it would surely try her chaos to its limits, she wanted to know how far the body could go before it broke under the horrors and torments she would put it through. Tales of the Kamyuja rage had reached her ears before, and the unboundless abilities of it would be perfect for any given warish situations, something I craved, to be in the center of chaos, dwelling where my heart knew it was home. Without chaos I was weak, I would not hurt another soul willingly, and my trains of thought were often of protection rather than success. Chaos...It unleashed my true self, how I would be in real life, my inner being. My inner being was calling for blood, and I needed to answer that call.

A small figure grew on the misty horizen, my footfalls getting e ever so close with every explosive step. It took mere seconds for me to realize from what it had been, just a blob on the horizen, to what it now was, a ship, a very decrepit and worn down ship at any rate. However, where there was a ship, there was a team of people sailing. Bandits had recently taken a turn from regular land destruction because of me, and seeing this, it gave me great hope that they had not completely abandoned their terrible ways, giving her a target for her chaos. The only thing better than taking a life, was taking the life of a shell of a human, and that was her goal, the ship would be jam packed of shells, and she would bleed them of their rotten souls. Chaos, she was awake, and she was not happy.

I had felt the roaring from within my breast since the beginning, but I had not realized that, until now, she had not even unleashed the fury yet, and now, with the movements, she was traveling at her tru potential. The ship gained in sight so quickly, she almost would have been skeptical if it was not her. It would be a blood bath. The men aboard had plenty of time to get ready, as she had decided not to bother to mask her presence. It was more fun when her prey squirmed and she could watch the life be firced from their bodies. Such bloodlust, she had never felt so on edge before, and it made her spine tingle in anticipation. This was it. It was time to unleash hell.

[Beautiful Rogue]

[--/90]

If they were aware of her presence, they had done a pisspoor job of protecting themselves, and she had gone straight through the side of the ship, splintering the wood and sending whatever had been in the boxes to explode. A yell rang out, and more wood splintered behind her. Good, she was glad they had been alerted and were trying to defend themselves. However, cannon balls were a little unexpected. Well, she guessed that it was the tremendous form of her body traveling across the water and the mass amounts of noise she created as she was going would have caused them to think something else, far more dire was about. However, her hulking mass was enough of a problem for them right now.

Three of the pirates yelled something unintelligable at her, which she instantly shook off and stepped forward so quickly they did not even see her move. Or rip out their wind pipes. They were dead, or dying at least, as oxygen was no longer able to be brought to her lungs, making them completely useless and only able to be alive for the next...Minute or so. The rest of the crew would be dead before they were though, that was her challenge of the moment, to completely and utterly destroy every life form aboard this ship before three people in the cargo deck were suffocated by the lack of wind pipe. She had fifty five seconds left to finish the job. And from the upper deck, pirates flooded down the stairs into the room, having no idea what had burst into the ship.

'Good, come to me my prey'

The pirates filed into the room like a swarm of ants, and she destroyed them as such, her expansive muscles and incredible strength easily devastating their numbers as she reached them, strik gthem and sending them backwards, some going through the wooded walls, some simply thudding against them and dropping painfully to the ground. As for the ones that had not been struck or forced backwards, they had moved out of her reach, a wise move, but they did not know what they were up against. The ship was already takig on water from the various breaks in the hull, so the pirates were worried about her AND the inevitable flooding. They were pretty much screwed no matter what now. However, she would not allow mother Nature to take her kills. Her breathing was even on the slight rocking of the ship, and she examined all the sweating and dirty faces of the pirates.

"Who dies first??"

It happened faster than any of them could predict, and by then, it was too late, they were all dead, and by an unfortunate happenstance, she had been struck by one of the various swords that were weilded. However, her body was running on pure adrenaline, and with all the endorphis flowing through her body, she felt nothing but a nick, and ignored the cut, letting her arm bleed, unnoticed by her. There was movement above her, she could smell them, there was more of them, and if her Tokagekuran abilities were correct, which she was certain they were, there was four of them left on the top deck. She looked at the stairs....They were too small for her hulking mass, so, she needed another route. The floor would do. Using her strength, she jumped upwards, her power launching her through the wodden floor, which exploded around her, and caused three of the four men up here to jump.

One of the fourcooly examined her and her muscles, meaning he was surely the captain, his emotions were too settled to simply make him a regular pirate, this man had extensive skill not even to be shocked, meaning his blood would be worth the most. She would spill it and bathe in it. Although she was pretty bloodsoaked already, but it was too late for that, first she would kill the three around him. Then they would fight, as he was drawing the Chaos towards him, meaning that even her blood wanted to fight him, every Kamyuja cell in her body was straining to do so. This was going to be fun, very fun indeed. She sneered as the three nervous men moved towards her, in such a manner she would not take all three out. Hm, they were slightly smarter than they looked.

[Beautiful Rogue]

[--/90]



<sub>Clearly, these fellows were the elite of the pirates, not that it bothered me or anything, I was still going to tear them asunder regardless of skill. My body was pulsating with power, and I was fairly certain that the fools could feel it, my vicious killing intent, ah, I knew they could feel it, and I knew they feared me, as of right now, this hulking mass, coated with blood, was the grim reaper. She could practically taste the fear running from their bodies, my keen, yet colorless eyesight seeing their aura, which was weak, yet I would still drain it from their bodies, as they deserved no such chance at life. These final four vermin were about to be crushed under my power, and yet, only three of them shook in fear, the fourth one....He stared me in the eye, daring me.

I would accept his challenge, there was no man who could pose a threat, I was invincible. However, I could see it in his eyes as he drew his blade, he was not hoping to kill me, he was hoping to die nobly and with a fight. This man did not fear death, and if I were in my right mind, this would have truly brought me great pleasure, as another one such as myself would be here, no soul, just dead on the inside, it would have been a magnificent wonder to meet such another person. However, my body was acting on its own, and I had no control over the chaos anyway, so even if I wanted, I could not stop the power from overtaking everything. However, I could feel the strength waning, and I had only felt this twice before, and they were both times I had entered chaos, and now I knew what was happening, I would fall from this and become weak again, I had wasted too much time.

'This needs to finish'

I roared, my voice obviously scaring the three before me into action of some sort, as the first jumped at me, only to be swatted away powerfully, his rib cage shattering under my strength, he would be done for as he was sent over the edge of the boat and crashing into the ocean. The next man came at her a little more wisely, thrusting his naginata at her face, which thanks to her movement to the side, only grazed her cheek, but the shaft of the weapon was gripped in her hands now, and it was easily broken, and the sharp metal sunk into him like a hot knife in butter. He was dead too. Finally the last of the three regular men here, who attempted to escape, but his moves were cut short by her hand encompassing his head, and his head being crushed.

Blood. I had spilled it, and now I was growing more woozy by the second. The man could probably not tell, but just in case, I would end him too, it was what I was being told to do, and in this state, I no longer cared about my morales. I moved at him, and he brought his blade up to meet my fist, which was crumpled under my raw power. His body was crushed under the blow, and I commended him for surviving it by hopping backwards to absorb some of the impact. Again, with his next strike, I actually felt it and it stung, this man was clearly powerful, I would enjoy this kill. My movements were faster than his, and he could not avoid the next strike, and his arm was broken as he defended against the kick. He yelled out, but held his ground, his breathing ragged, obviously in pain, but she felt the chaos roar even more powerfully, this man, he was a good challenge.

However, he stood no chance, within a second, and with one rapid movement, one which he could not avoid, he had his heart ripped out before his eyes. The twos eyes met, Naomis cold black chaos driven eyes and the mans own red, she felt his spirit, it was cold, sad, much like her own. However, chaos was not over, and it hurled the body over the side of the ship, then let out a gutteral roar that shook the foundations of the ship. Then, all was black, and the Kamyuja fell backwards, through the deck, and into the cabin below. It was above water level, so it was not filling yet, but in a few hours she may be at risk . IT was a shameshe was going in the wrong direction from where she wanted though, Thunder was in the other direction, she was only an hour or so from moon from here.</sub>

[I C H I R O™]

+30

[Kinz]

movin

[Beautiful Rogue]

Force Scream
Rank: “B”
Skill: Taijutsu
Effect: The user takes a deep breath and lets out a powerful scream. This powerful scream is capable of sending the opponent and any obstacle that is not bolted down flying.
Special: ----
Drawback: ----
Description: Becoming infuriated, the user yells at the top of there lungs generating a powerful tidal wave that is capable of sending the opponent flying back into the distance. This sonic boom surrounds the user sending anything around them flying back at a high velocity. The sound wave of this technique is capable of being seen by the human eye as the area around the user ripples causing the space to shimmer making that area very disoriented when looking upon it. This technique can also be used to counter or redirect projectile weapons or projectile techniques of its rank and lower, (“B” Rank and lower). Depending on the Class level of the user also depends on the strength of the technique. When the user first learns this technique at “C” Rank they are capable of sending out a shock wave of fifty meters, giving it a knock back power of fifteen meters. When the user becomes a “B” Rank they are capable of sending out a shock wave of fifty-five meters, giving it a knock back power of twenty meters.
Limit: Must be a Kamyuja Member.

[00/60]

'What? Where....Where am I...?'

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The light flickered in her eyes as she tried to open them. It hurt to move. Again. Another thing she had forgotten before letting the chaos take over....The aftermath was a b***h. Her whole body hurt, but her throat hurt the worst. As though it had been torn apart by a chainsaw in her mouth. It hurt, and she felt a little liquid trickle down the back of her throat, causing her to hack and cough. Rolling over, she coughed some more, speckling blood upon the sandy earth beneath her. Her coughing ceased after a minute of so, and her mouth was lined with blood and made her taste copper. Disgusting. Why was there so much blood? Why was her armor stained with blood? She remembered parts of the chaos, but nothing of this magnitude.

Something terrible happened, she could feel it, although the memories were repressed due to chaos having complete control over her body at the moment in time when her memories should be, therefore she would have no recollection of the events, as much as it would stress her mind. Chaos was always evil, it was a thing she always tried to avoid whenever possible, however, that situation...It had been out of her control there. Strength, maybe her morals were too much to sacrifice for strength, no matter how incredible it was. She needed something so she could overcome the loss of mind when she entered chaos, she needed to master it, and she needed to control it, otherwise, she would be like this again, confused and covered in blood, not a good situation to be in.

Her body was sore, she could hardly move, but she figured it was no reason for her to stop training, just maybe a reason for her to calm it down a little, something a little less strenuous on her body, but something still implementing chaos, perhaps using the incredible vocal talents that seemed to come with her lineage. Something she had found quite useful before, but never quite used properly. However, with her throat feeling so torn up, she doubted it would work too well, but she had nothing to lose, it seemed she was lost anwyay, and it would be highly unlikely she would find anything to direct her any time soon. The best she could hope for right now was someone coming to tell her where the hell she was. Until then. She looked around, the area was fairly desolate, and she could not tell if there was even any signs of life.

'Looks like I'm stuck'

Well, it looked as though she was back to training herself, luckily, with something a little less painful to her. Well, in the state she was, she could probably do some lasting damage to her vocal chords, but right now, caring about that was minimal, considering she did not like talking anyway, so it was not a huge loss, even if she did lose her voice. Talking was overrated, now, using a technique like this, it seemed like something to sacrifice her time and possibly vocal ability for a technique that could be used in both offensive and defensive terms, as it could disrupt projectiles and movements, making it quite the flexible technique. Loud too, if anything, it would gain her some attention. Not that she really needed it with a stand out attire such as hers anyway.

Her throat hurt, she could still feel blood running down the back of her throat, and although it was uncomfortable, the difficulty she had swallowing was more worrying. Breathing excersizes, as she had not realized her body was still super sore when she tried to move. Oh boy, stiffness, the horrible horrible drawback from the chaos, but at least she would recover while she was training here. Although most likely, while she was yelling her head off, someone would come find her or something, and make her annoyed and have to fight. She sighed, coughing slightly also, then lay on her back on the sand. She was tired. It kind of sucked.[/font]

[Beautiful Rogue]

[--/60]



Deep breaths, that was what I needed, but my throat still felt unbelievably raw, and it made it kind of difficult to do so. I had Found that breathing deep through my nose and slowly expelling from my mouth worked best for me, as it did not flood my larynx with cold air which seemed to make my throat sear with pain, so I tried to minimize it. It was still painful, but it was easier to work with. Besides, breathing in through ones nose was less conspicuous than taking in a mass breath and opening yourself, so, not only was it easier, it was also smarter, not that it really mattered to me, I could not imagine this was a technique I would use often. It seemed a little pointless as a technique, especially in the face of the awesome strength she possessed. But, it was a technique, she would learn it.

The idea of the technique was impressive, as far as I could tell, I would harness the rage of the Kamyuja and channel it into my vocal prowess to create an unbelievable attack that could kick weaponry and even people back if they were too close. Hell, the best part of it, it did not require handseals like most techniques I knew of this power. However, it did take a strong body to perform, which she was lucky I possessed. It was indeed a task for me, I knew my throat would be damaged even more in this performance, but sacrifices needed to be made, I was a warrior, not a politician, so losing my voice would not hold me back any. Maybe communications would be a little difficult, but I had the ability to read and write, so it could be overcome. Not fun though, as I had never imagined life without a voice.

Oh well, life would go on for me, I had suffered much worse torments than losing my voice. In fact, I would not even think of those now, I could not afford to lose my cool that badly, especially when I was already in such bad shape from already doing it once, was not wise really, then again, nor was trying to make a super powerful voice technique when ones throat was already shredded, but, I had never been one to care about my body as long as it sustained the power to move and defend. I would give my own carcass before I let someone die in front of me. After all, I am simply a shell, I was unneccesary, therefore my sacrifice would only help another, and my voice was just one sacrifice, the rest of me could dissapear later. I was inconsequential. Sad though it was, I am simply a corpse.

Another deep breath and I pursed my lips, letting the air escape through a small funnel, almost as though I was blowing through a straw. Breathing excersizes were something I had practiced a lot when it came to hiding, as when the time was right, if the enemy could hear you breathing, then you were kind of done for, so I was well versed in light breathing, and practicing contrlled breathing, so that much lungs could sustain less oxygen for longer times, just because of the way I had been breathing. After one large breath, I stopped, holding in the breath, I could wait, I would build up my lungs before I could perform the technique. It was a strenuous thing to do, the best thing would be to stay calm and keep controlled.

I sat up, my entire body ached so bad. Really, I wished I would never have to use chaos again, as every time I did, I ended up feeling like crap after, but I guess, me being me, I still wanted to train, to get stronger, I always needed to, otherwise my father would destroy me, which was something I could not afford, I needed to master my bloodline like he had probably done, he would always be a step ahead of me it seemed, as he always knew more about it than she did, of course, he had not been frozen in stasis for fourty damn years. The bastard. She would get him, and she would kill him, and her life would be complete, when Seigfried was avenged.

[otakulegend]

+20

[Beautiful Rogue]

[20/60]



I coughed a little, expelling the air I had drawn into my lungs, it was uncomfortable, every time I coughed i spat up more blood. The thought of internal bleeding crossed my mind for a moment, but then I realized I just did not care. IF I was going to die, so be it, not that it mattered, I was already a walking corpse anyway, just ending the eternal torture now would save me going through a hell of a lot of torture later on. Although, I could not die until my father was killed, not until he was killed by MY hands, so I could not die until he did. T'was a shame, my life was prolonged by hatred when I was a peaceful person, bore to the bloodline of chaos and plunged into a world of darkness, none of which was her fault, she had pretty much been branded deficient straight out of the womb. Not a lifestyle anyone needed to live, and yet, here she was.

IT made her angry, why was she chosen for this, who the hell decided that she was a sad enough lifeform to be cast into such an abysmal life, her rae began to rise, causing her eyes to begin to turn, and her muscles were altering slightly, no, she could not allow chaos to take over right now, her body was already damaged enough, she would just need to channel her rage well enough with causing chaos to reign over her body again. The rage would be disperesed with the technique itself, or she could only hope it would, her muscles and body could not handle another episode of rage. So she would need to get rid of it. Completely bypassing the breathing excersizes, she took a deep breath of air, causing her throat to sting madly, and then prepared herself.

Her entire body tensed, all of her muscles seized powerfully, her diapraghm squeezed tightly, the oxygen in her lungs being forced upwards powerfully, it was like an explosion in a tunnel, a massive force being expelled through a small area, and when it was released it woud be super powerful. It almost felt as though this was a really strong burp, but that thought was but a fleeting image in her mind when she felt the air in her throat, and all hell went loose as she began to scream. Her voice was loud, louder than she had ever heard it before, although she could vaguely remember screams like that while she was in chaos, but those were not truly her actions. The screams were bore from chaos, at least here, she had control over her actions. Well, mostly, chaos still spoke in her mind.

Her entire body shook as the scream erupted, the sound and the intensity forcing her to move back a step of two due to the force, it hurt, a lot, and she could see fleks of blood from her throat caught in the power of her scream. The sand in front of her was being caught in the voice too, as though it were caught in a hurricane it was being swept upwards towards the trees instead of being settled on the beach. More and more of it being dragged away by the scream, piling up upbeach, where the scream could no longer affect it. The scream only lasted a few seconds, but in those few seconds, her throat had been more damaged now than ever, she could practically feel the torn vocal chords, and she knew, that if she were to continue this, she would lose her voice, but she needed to, otherwise, all this, all the strength she had garnered, would be for naught.

The scream ended, and anything that was still being forced by it dropped from the air, landing harshly on the sand. Naomi stood up wearily, her body protesting madly, and a trickle of blood from the corner of her mouth as she smiled wearily. That had been weak, she could tell from here, the sand was piled only a few meters from where she was, no where near as powerful as she knew it could be, even without chaos. Failure, she had not done it yet, but she was close, she needed to keep going. Even her exhasperated breathing told her that she needed to. She was weak, this was it, she was going to prove she could once and for all. Now, she needed to keep breathing, otherwise, she was going to die, although blood loss was looking mighty certain right now. Ugh, her head.

[Beautiful Rogue]

[--/60]


I tried to speak, but it was simple, my voice was no longer there, or, it was, but now it was just a hollow croak that was too hard to understand. Well, it was only one assualt of my vocal chords, they would last for a while longer, after my final attempt at this technique though, they would not function as they used to. Well, it was better to lose my voice totally than to only have it partially function. So, it looked like, to keep it even, I would have to keep going until my voice was destroyed completely, as speaking in a strange and croaking manner was not something I wanted to do. But the technique, that was something I wanted to do quite badly, and I already made my commitment.

Again I was back to simple breathing though, as I felt my lungs were shredding just trying to handle the extraordinary power of the scream, the velocity at which the air was leaving my lungs and the powerful contractions of my diaphragm. There was a lot of pressure that was built up in my body for preperation of this technique, and I knew that it could handle it on a normal basis, but right now, things were rather sketchy, plus the fact I was using such a destructive technique twice in a very short ammount of time, it was pretty much required to had adverse side effects on my body. Not that it mattered, I am a tool, a weapon of others, I would gladly destroy myself if it was to save other people, and I would not be sad about it.

The breathing hurt though, I knew I was in trouble when it hurt to breath, hell, even the nasal passage breathing hurt, as though ALL of the flesh at the back of my throat was burning and bloodied. It was painful, but I could handle pain, well, physical pain, emotional pain was something else, probably why I was so powerful when I entered the Chaos modes, my emotions were so chock full of anger, depression and sadness. Although it was a terrible thing for someone to have being a normal person, being me, or any Kamyuja, it was that exact multitude of attitudes that gave us power, and with that power, came the strength of our techniques, like this powerful scream I was practicing right now. IT was all derived from our ability to use our negative emotions.

As much as I despised myself for being such a negative thinker, I knew that in the long run, it was my true strength, and that every time something horrific happened in my life, it just allowed me to grow stronger, even if it did crush my spirits a little more every time. However, with every defeat of my psyche, I always would gain a physical boost of strength, my emotions driving my strengths even further. I would always progress to the next level, that was why I knew there would be more than this latest rank of chaos I had achieved, the strength was not as incredible as I had knew it to be capable of, it would only take more strain on me until I could reach the next level. However, I had a feeling that to gain the next level I needed to master everything about my blood first, and this included the scream.

The bloodcurdling scream which I could loose was practically a release of my emotions, and the strength in which it was let loose was testament to my wrecked life, and although it was pathetic now, as soon as I gained mastery of it, my voice would be heard all the way around the world, and everyone would
fear the strength of me, I would become the most powerful creature to walk the planet, all I needed to do was sever my last tie to family, and end the mortal coil of this family, it would end with me, and the final chapter of this line would come to a close with my death, the horrid legacy of my father and me would never be heard from again, only the legacy of my deeds, how I fought for good, then, as the last traces of my voice left the planet, I would die forever.