My past life, a beautiful time [P][T w/ Kasuke]

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Shousen Jutsu (Mystical Hand Technique) [0/37.5]
Rank: D, C, B, A, S
Type: Supplementary / Medical Ninjutsu
Range: Self
Special: Heals and counters damage equal to highest rank known.
Description: Shousen Jutsu is one of the most fundamental yet vital Medical Ninjutsu techniques utilized by medical ninja. This technique allows the ninja to heal wounds by focusing their own chakra to their hands. If the ninja is highly skilled, they are able to heal more critical injuries. Highly skilled medical-nin can use their techniques to perform surgeries that otherwise would not be possible.
Domain: Medics

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I remember it like it was yesterday. His face. Her face. They were inseparable. They looked up to me for assurance, and I comforted them. How did you explain to children they were now orphans? I could not bring myself to tell them such an awful truth. I could not heal their broken hearts, and so I tried to fix what I could see.

Both of them had severe injuries, with which not even I could look at without forcing back bile. I had to close my eyes. I could not look at those innocent, pure eyes. For all the times I had been an asshole to others, these children only knew of the young man who was willing to take care of them.

As I looked at their wounds, I had to force a smile. She asked me how bad it was. I choked up for a moment. Should I really tell her? She and her brother could not see, as I had placed warm bandages on their eyes to soothe their nerves. I extended two massive snakes from my right palm, and carefully wrapped them around her body. I told her not to worry.

I almost dropped her when I saw the wound. Almost half of her right calf had been blown off. I gave her a sweet tasting stick to bite into while I warned her about the medicine I was about to use. She grunted, making me flinch, but I steadied myself. I formed chakra in my left palm, and carefully placed it on the wound, slicing off the dead skin.

What I thought was a simple clean procedure soon became much worse. With the dead skin gone, the living skin began to acknowledge it was missing parts. And the blood began to flow. At first I didn't notice it as much, until I felt it on my knee. Trying to repress the urge to vomit, another snake carefully wrapped itself above the wound, acting as a tourniquet.

I channeled as much of my will into my left hand as I placed the green energy on her leg. I could feel the positive euphoria leaving my body, the pleasant high soon gone. I was filled with a sense of dread, as if she was saying to stop. But I persisted. Another charge of chakra, out of my body and into her. Another and another and another. The wound was strained and grostesque, the blood bulging against the skin.

The snake tourniquet moved part of its body towards the blood screen, pressing its body lightly enough to apply pressure. I only hoped my will to keep her alive was strong enough. I could see wisps of green chakra trailing from the wound. It was still open, despite my combined efforts. I couldn't leave her, but there were not two of me. I had to attend to her brother, or he would die. Then I could never live with myself.
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