Kaze no Sennin!;

[Messatsu!]

Lives were save and the cold hands of death were reflected by the Sennin's selfless actions - for now. Unfortunately, the rocking of the ship continued, annoyingly so. Luckily, Masuyo's unsung heroism managed to keep a fairly large group of civilians safe, as well as the girl that he tightly held within his opposite arm. With the roof having been blown to smithereens just moments eariler, it provided Masuyo with a clear line of sight with an almost incomprehensible figure that breached the closest atmosphere. Truth be told, Masuyo barely even made out what the pirate said, even with his inhuman sense of hearing; it'd been more so that he couldn't hear him when considering that the world around Masuyo momentarily ceased to exist.

Although no extra chakra returned to him once his group of duplicates dispersed into a plume of smoke, he felt the end of their existence. No more than a second later than his black-out, Masuyo awakened to find himself all alone; not even a single soul within his company. Coming to a full stand, he looked around multiple times before his mind cemented the idea that no other person had been trapped in. . .wherever the hell he'd been transported. Upon what looked to be a rock of sorts, the Sennin overlooked a fairly large body of water, which he needed to cross since that seemed to be the only sensible direction to travel.

A single step almost removed him from the rock, but he stopped, abruptly. Voices and screams resounded through his head, perhaps they were real? Perhaps not; he couldn't tell, at least not so readily. The moving silhouette of a figure taunted him with its presence, almost as he subconsciously gravitated towards its area. Feeling the instinctive motive to approach the figure, Masuyo took off at speeds equivalent to the fourth gate^(x5).

It took him no time at all to cross the river, especially when looking at the fact that his speed alone cause the body of water itself to nearly split in half! In no time, he reached the edge, closer to the figure than ever with his war fan hoisted perfectly upon his back.

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• Second Senjutsu Cycle [ 5 / 6 ]
  
• Remaining clones [8 / 9]
  
• Chakra: x4 Massive, 2 highs
  

[Naitome]

Your impressive speed over the lake places you directly in front of your intended target, the only other person who seems to be around you. They are oddly dressed; you can't quite tell what it is that bothers you about them, but there is something off putting and yet...vaguely familiar about everything you see.

It is a man, wearing what appears to be a uniform, carrying a weapon the likes of which you have never seen. He stares at you, finding your manner of dress just as odd, and speaks up in a slightly bored voice.

"Um. Guy. You're gonna make me say it, aren't you? Hnnngh. *sigh* Alright then.

Ahem.

Welcome to the Amegakure Corporation, where...

Dude. I really don't want to have to say it. It's so stupid. I see you're in the get-up and everything, and it's great, honest, but c'mon man. Not the slogan. Anything but the slogan. This is just a part time job for me.

Just go on in man, and don't tell the boss. He gets cranky as shit."

His words are strange to you, but you do not have time to contemplate them. He hands you a small card, made of a strange material you have never before seen, and motions you towards the enormous building in the distance. If you look carefully, you'll see lines of other people, equally oddly dressed, laughing and talking and seeking to enter through the giant machine doors through two lines. About one out of every fifteen people in the group of about one hundred is VERY strangely dressed....they are dressed exactly the way YOU are.

The card he has handed you has five words engraved onto it, followed by the easily read symbol for the Hidden Rain Village, and what appears to almost be a chakra signature of tiny numbers in an inexplicable order. The words are:

VISITOR PASS (MASUYO KEKKAI COSTUME)

---

Proceed.

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[Messatsu!]

Dashing across the strange river like a madman, Masuyo came to a sliding halt as he had been greeted by a strange man, who funnily enough, returned a look of confusion and bemusement, making it mutual for both parties. He wore a distinctive uniform, the likes of which Masuyo had never seen until presented to him at that particular moment. In the midst of his observation and analysis, the man spoke, quite fluently in fact, but, then he mentioned something that caught Masuyo completely and utterly off guard.

"Welcome to the Amegakure Corporation, where..."

"Amegakure?! Corporation?!"

For a moment he believed that his heighted hearing began to play games on his mine, leading him to believe that somehow, after being in the middle of a floating boat, he wound up in front of an Amegakure corporation?! The further along he continued, he began to question reality itself, nearly convinced that he had been unknowingly trapped inside of a powerful genjutsu. Perhaps maybe even by his own sister, her mastery over the illusory arts seemed almost impossible to beat the last time he checked.

Having personally known that his sister's illusion were so powerful that she even managed to project an 'astral' version of herself to speak with him, he'd have called himself a fool if he didn't even attempt to consider her be the mastermind behind it all.

Regardless, he merely continued inside after being handed a small and mysterious card that had words carved into its surface as well as minuscule chakra signature which carried a mash-up of numbers.

"Visitors Pass [Masuyo Kekkai Costume]"

His initial thought; couldn't have been a ordinary pass or key card, not when a faint chakra signature laid within its material. Either the card had been from some living thin or someone, somewhere potentially used it as a clever tracking device. In spite of everything, a single thought flared up Masuyo's trademark ability - Chakra leeching. While a hunch, he figured that were he to absorb the signature, it could've triggered a sequence that automatically unscrambled the numbers for him.

Strangely, Masuyo refused to wait and see the results so readily and instead, turned his attention towards the large gathering of people inside. To Masuyo, they dressed oddly and vice versa, but with heightened senses, he actually smelled all who shared his clothing after noticing the familiar scent that his 'costume' gave off without his own bodily odor. Through smell, he pinpointed the closest one to his position which had been a handful of meters north-east of where he stood.

Effortlessly sifting through the crowd, his approach was swift and nearly unseen. Coming up from behind, an energetic hand landed on its shoulders.

"Hey, who're you and where are we?!"

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Chakra Kyuuin (C) Mid cast, low sustain.

• Senjutsu [ 4 / 6 ]
  
• Clones [ 8 / 9 ]
  
• Clues found??!!
  

[Naitome]

Your attempt to drain chakra from the card yields no results.

The man you approach and question looks at you in a startling fashion. Now that you are closer to him, you can see that the quality of his 'clothing', even though he is dressed in a similar fashion to you, is simply not the same quality as your own gear. He pushes his hair back and it is clear to see that he is wearing an orange wig. He stares wide eyed at your packs and weapons, and you can tell that those with him are unused to seeing someone so well armed.

They answer your inquiry with great excitement.

"DUDE! Your costume is INCREDIBLE! I've never seen a more authentic looking Masuyo! And you came all the way here and you don't know what's going on? I'm Taro! And what me and my cousins are doing, is the same thing everyone else is doing! We're here for the Show! The tour is nice of course, but it drags on a bit, and its mostly just info on the founders, so everybody knows all that already. That's why they always have the tour AFTER everything else.

I can't believe they opened another new Amegakure Corp, especially way out here in the country. But I hear the original Masuyo was actually from a ninja village! Can you believe that? I can't even imagine what life must have been like way back then!

What's your name? What city did you come from?"

Before you can answer, a man walks towards you, wearing a similar costume to the first man you met. He speaks in a gruff voice, and has been handing everyone dressed like you the same sheet of paper.

"Thank you for visiting the Amegakure Corporation. Nice costume. Thank you for visiting the Amegakure Corporation. Nice--

Whoa. REALLY nice costume man. You look just like the statue. That must have cost you like...a couple million tenzou at least."

He adds the last bit as he looks at you and hands you the paper.

It reads:

THANK YOU FOR CHOOSING MASUYO KEKKAI TO SPONSOR IN THE COMBAT SIMULATION. YOUR SECTION IS B-15. IF YOUR COMBAT RE-ENACTMENT PROFESSIONAL WINS THE SIMULATION, YOU WILL RECEIVE A PRIZE OF 250,000 TENZOU. YOU MAY COLLECT YOUR PRIZE AT THE FRONT DESK.

ENJOY THE SHOW!

---

Proceed.

[Messatsu!]

Having been born and existed in a time where paranoia dictated ones life-style, Masuyo's energetic hand had been ready to absorb and paralyze the man, presuming he actually reacted in all the wrong ways. The scenario ran through his mind, defeating the man with ease, however, his reaction turned out to be completely opposite to his apparent vision. He turned around and locked gaze with a startled expression, one of which Masuyo returned. Observing the man closely, he noticed that the trademark hair of the Kekkai clan had been nothing more than a wig - a fake.

"DUDE! Your costume is INCREDIBLE! I've never seen a more authentic looking Masuyo! And you came all the way here and you don't know what's going on? I'm Taro! And what me and my cousins are doing, is the same thing everyone else is doing! We're here for the Show! The tour is nice of course, but it drags on a bit, and its mostly just info on the founders, so everybody knows all that already. That's why they always have the tour AFTER everything else.

I can't believe they opened another new Amegakure Corp, especially way out here in the country. But I hear the original Masuyo was actually from a ninja village! Can you believe that? I can't even imagine what life must have been like way back then!

What's your name? What city did you come from?"

The boy exclaimed, leaving Masuyo startled that time around, enough so that he slightly jumped back and retracted his hand from his shoulder. Authentic looking Masuyo? As far as he knew he had been the only Masuyo. Speedily, the young lad rambled on about a show and another Amegakure Corp, hell, for him, he just heard of place at that particular moment.

"Original Masuyo?! I am the original, the only one at that. What the hell is going on, have I magically been thrust into the future?!"

"I'm from Am-"

Barely able to voice his concerns, another man who wore near identical clothing stepped forward and spoke. Baffled even further by the constant mention of a 'costume' he readied to claim that he was the real, living, and breathing Masuyo Kekkai, but judging from the mindset of those around, his words would've fell upon deaf ears. Strangely keeping his identity behind closed curtains, he read the paper given to him.

"What?! choosing myself for a combat 'simulation'. Re-enactment, this means some actor will be playing me?!"

Confused and desperate for answers, Masuyo quickly sifted through crowds of broke off look alike's as he searched for section B - 15. Eventually he came to find what looked to be a seating area? Nevertheless, he stepped into what appeared to be a dome-like stadium. Roughly a single level up from the 'stage' or 'simulation area', his eyes darted from one spectator to another, most of which were dressed like Masuyo. Through Amegakure's glory he couldn't have been the only idolized figure, so just why was Masuyo center of attention?!

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• Senjutsu [ 3 / 6 ]
  
• Clones [ 8 / 9 ]
  

[Naitome]

Your new friends wave goodbye as you head to your seating area. The stadium is vast. In its center are two combatants, one a remarkable copy of your own style and manner, the other...

...the other appears to be Goryo Tenzou.

Emblazoned in the center of the arena is the familiar symbol of Amegakure No Kuni, surrounding by a thick black circle, underneath which is a slogan you can easily read.

THE AMEGAKURE CORPORATION, WHERE THE FUTURE IS NOW!

The two versions of yourself and your closest cousin bow to each other as the stadium seats fill and the excited clamor of those in attendance dies down into a watchful hush. A speaker system crackles to life, and broadcasts the two men's conversation to the entirety of the stadium. Carried at the back of the man 'playing' you, are two short swords whose design you can definitely remember seeing before.

"My brother, we meet at last on this most glorious field of battle, to fight for the fate of the Village Hidden Inside of Raining!"

"That we do, brother. And the accursed Kekkai shall once again know death by the hands of the Tenzou!"

A steady BOOOOOOOO rises from the crowd, some shake their heads, smirking slightly, others give the thumbs down symbol or throw tiny pebbles into the pit at the center.

"Now, we use our ninja magics to meet in a contest of skill and strength!"

YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY!!!! The crowd is overjoyed. They cheer and clap and whistle their approval.

"Your ninja magic is nothing compared to the power...that is Tenzou!"

And from the opposite side of the arena, a warning bell sounds, the tiny gateway separating the crowd from the performers opens, and a flock of people rush out...all dressed like large sheets of paper.

"Origami Release: Evil Paper Destruction Technique!!!"

And those dressed like paper converge on the fake Masuyo's position.

A tiny digital monitor begins a count down on the side of the arena where you sit, and all those in attendance who are dressed like you stand in place, slowly making their way to the partition between arena stage and section B-15. As the counter reaches zero, another warning bell sounds, the gate opens, and the fake Masuyo yells out

"Secret Ninja Artform: Clones of Shadow!!!"

And the crowd of impersonators with you floods the field, tugging and encouraging you to follow them!

---

Proceed.

[Messatsu!]

The crowds chattering flooded Masuyo's heightened sense of hearing as the 'fake' Masuyo and fake Goryo prepared for what looked to be a stage play. The crowd, surprisingly, came to an immediate hush as the area darkened and the sound speakers sprang to life with the voices of 'Masuyo' and 'Goryo'. With hyper-hearing, Masuyo could've done without the amplified voices, however, he managed to bear with it and listen in intently. They used incorrect terms and improper pronunciation in a way where they couldn't have been actual ninja, at all.

"ninja magic? They can't be referring to ninjutsu are they? "

The play, as a whole, through a veteran ninja's eyes, easily registered as a complete disaster. As they attempted to re-enact one of Goryo's many and powerful paper techniques by using paper-like costumes, Masuyo's face simply fell into the palms of his hand. There after, the faux Masuyo apparently activated what seemingly came to be one of Masuyo's iconic techniques - Taiju Bunshin

In seconds, the reasoning behind all of the civilians (or participants) dressing up as Masuyo himself made complete sense as the all rushed by, ready to head out onto the stage.

"Hey - w-wait!"

Pushed and press, Masuyo's voice had been completely muted by the thunderous yells that flooded the stadium. Although he weilded the power to resist the cosplayer's rush, he opted not to cause anything that'd warrant unwanted attention, so in the end - he just went with it.

OOC: Sorry for the crap post, had to post on my PS vita.

[Naitome]

As you are pulled into the fray, a mock battle begins. Those fighting, paper vs. shadow clones, wrestle with each other light-heartedly, and no one is truly hurt. They are enjoying themselves, and it would perhaps be difficult for you to refrain from joining in on there fun, when a harsh wind blows through the area suddenly and

everyone


stops.


They do not move. Some are caught mid-air, expressions frozen, bodies defying gravity without concern. Dust is perfectly still in the air. Everything, from the blinking lights to the wings of flies do not..cannot...move.

Everything and everyone, except you.

---

Proceed.

[Messatsu!]

Involuntarily joining the fray, the group of harmless civilians lightly wrestled and played around, having more fun than a child on its birthday. Masuyo sort of just. . .lingered, watching the entire event unfold when suddenly. . .

Everything stopped.

Everything just stopped and froze, quite literally. Expressions, stances, and even playfully airborne bodies froze, upheld and suspended mindlessly with some inexplicable force. Masuyo felt the wind undoubtedly, however, it hadn't taken an overly long time for him to realize that he'd been the only living being moving. Glancing around in confusion, he moved through the frozen crowd with ease and grace, approaching his 'actor'. While the 'costume' had been on point, the facial features and fake hair were exceedingly laughable. Regardless, he examined him further and noticed the short swords upon his back, swords that Masuyo himself had no recollection of ever having!

"These swords, I don't remember ever having these, but I do remember seeing them with my sister before she was pulled away. Might as well live up to expectations and take them."

Removing the short swords of the actor's person, he slid each one beneath his waist sash (left & right hip) since his back had been occupied with his war fan. From there, he headed out of the stadium where activity and food booths lay. Employee's, people in line, and everyone else was just frozen and unaware of their stasis. Huffing a sigh, Masuyo wandered around, searching for any potential clues that would've explained the situation in full. But then it struck him, realizing that a large wind blew through the area before everyone else stopped.

"Just what kind of wind could have caused the world to just, stop? and despite the lack of movement, I can't hear anything that is moving. Just when I thought things couldn't get any more weirder."

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Senjutsu [ 1 / 6 ]
Clones [ 8 / 9 ]
Fujaku replica's obtained???

[Naitome]

Time is a tricky thing. Stuck as they are, normally, they would be safe from harm. But the action of even being lightly touched by one unstuck in time is the equivalent of being touched by an object moving at infinite speed. The instant that your hand makes contact with the swords both they, and the Masuyo impersonator, explode.

The inner organs and entrails, the blood and bone, all fragment into a granular composition of gore that spreads out in every direction, coating you, and those in attendance with the remains. Your own body is fine, but as each now unstuck drop of physical remains come into contact with the rest of the crowd, they suffer the same fate. It expands exponentially in a torrent of explosive destruction that kills every living thing in the area, until all that is left is you, a pink cloud of destroyed bodies, and a voice rising out above the horror you've just witnessed.

The winds of change are violent, Masuyo-chan.

The voice.



It is.



Your sister.

They do not seem to be blowing in your favor.

She is before you, suddenly, as if appearing from nowhere. Her face is saddened.

He has you now as well, Masuyo-chan. The same way He has me.

---

Proceed.

[Messatsu!]

As Masuyo reached for the faux short swords, an unexpected explosion ignited. . .

As well as hundreds of others.

With a domino effect, all those frozen within the stadium itself literally exploded from the inside out, sending blood, bone, and sinew spraying violently in all directions. Covered in the blood red remains, Masuyo stood there paralyzed from the outcome, but then, a voice, that voice called out to him.

His sister.

As if appearing form thin air itself, she appeared before him, alive and looking quite well, so much so that it appeared as though she hadn't even aged a day. The fair skin, the orange hair, it all appeared to him just as he remembered. His mind snapped back onto the threshold of reality as she began to mention about some mysterious man who had her and now had Masuyo. Unable to actually do anything about their deaths, Masuyo turned his focus towards his sister, inquiring about the man she vaguely spoke of.

"Who is he. If we're trapped he, I will get us out! I'm much more powerful than before!"

Once spoke, He removed his upper robe, revealing a clean shirt (similar to itachi's). Using the inside of his robe which had been untouched by blood, he wiped away what little amount managed to accumulate upon his face before throwing it to the ground. Before long, he began to feel the final moments of his second senjutsu cycle, however, before it faded, he merely dispersed yet another clone, one whose remaining chakra traveled through time and space to rejuvenate Masuyo's reservoir.

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Senjutsu [ 6 / 6 ]
Clones [ 7 / 9 ]

[Naitome]

There is no 'out' Masuyo-chan. There is no 'here'.

We cannot resist.

We cannot escape.

We cannot defeat Him.

We are His now.

Four other voices call out, four more men appear as if out of nowhere, and if you are paying attention, you will notice that they from the same group that was originally apprehended with your sister on the ship.

The fifth man that was with them then, is mysteriously gone now.

No.

Your sister responds, causing the other four to look in her direction, simultaneously.

There is still hope.

She walks up to you, holding the side of your face, and moves her hand slowly down to your chest. Though you see nothing different, her hand stops just over your heart. Except it seems to have done more than that, it did not stop, it was stopped. As if something protruded from your skin itself. As her hand moves, a fierce steam begins to rise from it, and through the displaced boil chakra floating upwards, you can see the hazy outline....of a control rod. It appears to have pierced through you completely.

You are caught, Masuyo. One of us and one of him. He placed the control rod into you without you even realizing it. But He miscalculated. The rod absorbs its victim's chakra and replaces it with His own, but it could not fully absorb yours. You are Kekkai. You are Akadou. And you are Sennin. The natural chakra that suffuses your body cannot be correctly handled by the untrained, and though He is powerful...He could not handle what he attempted to take.

But you could not handle it either.

The technique he uses to move from place to place, and to pierce you with the rod without you being aware, is a Time and Space Technique, one of the rarest. As the natural chakra you emit came into contact with his own, your Akadou heritage reached out, and you absorbed it. You contained natural and unnatural concentrations of chakra that could not co-exist, and the resultant explosion of force threw you into now, a moment in Amegakure history where there is no more natural chakra to interfere with your own. That is how you have come to this place, this time. And that is how you will return.

The field is degrading. The shadow clones you created, those that gathered your senjutsu energy, are still in that time frame. When you disperse them, you pull their energy across time, and it rips apart the flow of the continuum to return that energy to you. You have unbalanced the temporal procession of events, and you are being pulled back.

He will be waiting for you when you return. The control rods are linked...that is why we are with you, and that is why we will not be able to help you when you get back. We are His paths.

We are the Six Paths...of the man you are hunting. The Uchiha.

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Around you, things are starting to fragment, to disintegrate, you feel a sensation as if a massive hand has wrapped around your spirit itself and is trying to drag you through the whole of reality.

The image of your sister is fading. The process has begun.

These may be your last moments with her. If there is anything else you'd like to ask or say, now will be the only time you have left...

---

Proceed.


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[Messatsu!]

His eyebrows raised once his sister spoke and four other voices followed. A handful of men appeared around his sister, four that looked remarkably familiar. They'd been apprehended along with his sister. He remembered that those aforementioned control rods had been injected into their bodies. Upon claiming that hope still exist, she stepped forward and palmed Masuyo's cheek warmly before her hand made its way down to his heart. Before long, she made use of her iconic futton fundamental's which, reflexively, caused Masuyo to look down as steam billowed from the area.

Through his skin and shirt, the outline of a control rod became visible, one that mysteriously lodged itself into his body. He knew nothing of it and felt not even a sliver of pain when it happened - whenever it happened. Regardless, the presence of the rod became a mere afterthought once his sister began to explain the situation in full.

It'd been alot to take in but nothing that he couldn't handle. While his mind began to process and understand the mechanics behind his time warping, her mentioning of the Uchiha in which Masuyo had been looking for caused his age-old temper re-emerged. Suddenly, the reality that surrounded the group fragmented and faltered, ready to collapse at a moments notice. In tandem with a bright smile, a smothering sensation flooded his body as if a giant hand encircled him and began to pull away at his very being.

"I love you. . .and I will figure out a way to free you. Have faith."

With his final words spoken.

He returned.

[Naitome]

And I love you, brother.

She holds her hand out, reaching for you one last time.

You must retrieve the swo--

time

rips

--e him! The Uchiha! He's up there! Captain!

One of the pirate captain's crew has pointed into the sky above, where the ship is being pulled away. There is a man standing there, and simultaneously, your advanced hearing picks up the sound of the room where your sister is being held...completely being broken apart. You find it difficult to move and a tightness in your chest, but of course, your brief trip has clued you in on why that may be. You begin to move forwards, slowly, step by step, as if controlled, as your sister calmy inserts control rods into four of the remaining bodies found with her, and you all gather on the deck of the ship, as its ascension has been stopped.

But wait...You can move your hand, your fingers. You can feel your own heart beating. The commands moving through your mind are powerful and loud....but part of you is resisting.

The man floating in the sky above is familiar. Long black hair. A lithe, athletic frame.

Two crimson red eyes, spinning tomoe blazing within.

You are...here at last.

The captain calls out to the man, who warps in his own fragmented section of space and appears suddenly on the deck, his back to you. You and his other 'Paths' have gathered behind him, like his personal guard.

I am everywhere. 'Here' is relative.

He is only 2 meters away. You are close enough to break his neck. But your arms cannot move fully on their own. The chakra holding you in place is weakening, but too slowly.

I once thought I'd never see you again, Akuharu. I thought I'd never get to exact my revenge. You did try and kill me. But I knew you would come for the girl. Your Six Paths technique is quite inferior to my own.

This technique is a tool stolen from its original owner. I am superior to you. The fact that a tool taken from you would be sub par is no surprise.

You were like...a son to me. Why? Why would you betray me? After all I have done for you...after all I taught you...why?

But you feel it coming before the pirate captain does, the twist in space, as the tip of the control rod in your chest begins to turn to stone and crumble away. The Uchiha has gone, reappeared behind the pirate captain, and his hand is already through the man's chest, holding his heart in his outstretched hand as a burst of blood splatters across the deck. All who watch are visibly shocked.

He speaks to the man, directly into his ear, so that only he can hear, but your senses pick up on the words quite clearly.

You never taught me anything.

The pirate captain's eyes widen, and as the other five begin moving towards the Uchiha, the remainder of the control rod within you withers away, turned to stone by the unnatural natural energy it has absorbed.

The Uchiha drops the captain's limp body, his brow raising.

Your ability to move has been fully restored.



Prepare Yourself.

---

Proceed.

[Messatsu!]

While her farewell had been cut short, Masyuo managed to string togehter the last word she voice - Sword. Presuming that his inference had been correct, she had been referring to the glowing short swords that he had not only seen upon his sister before they were removed, but also in himself, well, the actor that played him. With his senjutsu restored just moments ago and still live, his advanced hearing picked up rather unpleasant sounds that originated from the room his sister had been locked inside of.

In control of his own eyes, they looked down to his feet, which, unfortunately, were moving entirely on their own, taking short steps forward. Noticing that his sister -who was being controlled as well- nonchalantly implanted chakra control rods into the remaining bodies, they all gathered behind the very man Masuyo wanted to actually break his promise for in order to Kill.

Although the uncontested power of Senjutsu ran through his chakra networks, the substantial increase in physical speed and strength had only been enough to conjure up quick, sporadic, and short movements. With each fleeting second, Masuyo began to gain full control over his body little by little, enough so that by the time to two men began to exchange words, Masuyo's fist's curled up in unbridled anger.

His expression, one that he hadn't worn since his path as a sage, returned. The look he had when he met Uchiha Faust and destroyed Kami no shima returned. . .

The face of an avenger!

Throwing his heroic ideals and promise to not ever kill again to the wayside, full control of his body had been finally been obtained after Akuharu seized and snuffed out the captains life.
As Senjutsu chakra amplified his overall movement speed to be equivalent to the fourth celestial gate, his strength was raised two levels beyond that. Eyes purely white with rage, the moment his freedom to move returned, Masuyo dashed towards and around to Akuharu's leftward flank, leaving a collapsed and broken floor in his wake. Seemingly in the blink of an eye, Masuyo devoured whatever distance that separated them and positioned himself to be within hands reach of Akuharu, ready to unleash his fury.

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Senjutsu [ 4 / 6 ]
Clones remaining [ 7 / 9 ]


Senjutsu (The Sage Arts)
Rank: S.
Type: Supplementary.
Range: -
Chakra: -
Handseals: -
Special: This technique allows the user to draw upon the natural living energy of the world around them for a wide variety of different uses. While the user experiences no difference while sage mode is “dormant,” the perks are available to the user the moment that it goes live. Most notably, the user’s chakra pool gains and additional x3 Massive for the entire duration that sage mode is activated (a total of six posts). An extensive chakra reserve is not the only perk; however.

Those who enter sage mode gain a substantial bonus to both their natural strength and speed (comparable to the fourth gate) throughout the duration of sage mode.

Additionally, the user’s senses are pushed to the limits. With the energy of life coursing through their body, the user is capable of sensing a great deal of jutsu, chakra, and movements on the battlefield far higher than even your most skilled shinobi. It should be noted that it takes two full turns of harnessing the natural energy (in which the user must be perfectly still) to access sage mode.
Description: Senjutsu (Sage Arts) is a very unique chakra that contains the energy found in nature, itself. It’s a powerful source of energy, able to grant a ninja far greater feats of strength , as well as enhancing the power of one’s ninjutsus and genjutsus. Sage Chakra is created through the mixing and balancing of one’s physical energy, spiritual energy, as well as the natural energy of the world around them.

Only those with a large chakra capacity can gather the natural energy needed for entering a powerful state called “Sage Mode.” Also, only when a person remains “perfectly still,” no longer disrupting the flow of nature around them, can they properly feel and harness the natural energy. Remaining perfectly still for any period of time takes a great deal of concentration and patience, requiring a highly motivated state of mind. Attempting to use Sage Mode during battle, naturally, comes with some risks. Due to the requirement of needing to be perfectly still, the user is completely exposed to any form of attack.
Domain: Kinjutsu.

Heightened Sense: Bestial strength
Rank: S.
Type: Passive.
Range: -
Handseals: -
Chakra: -
Special: Upon activation of sage mode while a contract has been made with a summoning family of bears, the users physical strength takes a turn for the better, providing them raw striking power (strength) comparable to that of the fifth gate.
Description: As the user taps further into the wellspring of power that is Sennin Modo, their strength is increased even further, allowing them to overpower even the mightiest of foes with little effort.
Domain: Senjutsu.