The First Pillar of Heaven

[Axcel]

"Don’t worry guys, I got this!" He sounded like a team player, but his intent was a little more selfish than that.

Akuseru, against his better judgement, had been quickly moving towards the light. He had no qualms with taking all the credit for completing the S-rank mission--a thought he had while sporting a mischievous grin. That smirk quickly disappeared when that abomination spawned from the light source. The boy was speechless, which was an extraordinary feat in itself.

""YoU INsoLeNT."

It wasn’t until the celestial looking statue thing started wailing that Akuseru was forced to stop moving towards it. A blast sound rocked his whole body and before he knew it he was on the ground and beginning to foam at the mouth. He could feel his bones rattling as he struggled to push himself onto his feet, the initial blast having left him disoriented among other unpleasant feelings. A glance toward his pant leg was all it took for Akuseru to realize his full bladder was. . less full.

I hope nobody notices that. . .

Once he recovered just enough to walk, he move another ten meters towards the being. Finally having gotten close enough to properly investigate he began making mental notes. Yup, this shit is definitely ugly. I’m sure the Hokage wants to know that. . . It was then that Akuseru realized how truly bad he was at reconnaissance. More eager than experience, Akuseru’s greenness was showing as he has been a shinobi for less than a year. To top it off, he already had another less than brilliant plan on dealing with this creature.

"My name is Akuseru. Can you speak?"

[Winter]

The scouts, clad in leather jerkins scarcely protected by spare pieces of plate, returned just in time to join the rest of the unit view the events unfold. The pillar of light fractured near the center as a being began to emerge. The horses grew restless when the awakening, trotting in place, while even the men seemed at a loss for words. The silhouette lacked any discernible detail, yet it was clear that the figure towered over the other individuals that approached cautiously. Even Edric remained motionless, as his eyes focused with intensity under furrowed brows. "What in the hells-"

The knight's thoughts were torn asunder by a sudden wail of a siren. His gauntlets moved to barricade his ears from the sound, though they offered only a minor haven in comparison to the agony he was meant to briefly experience. Edric's breaths hastened, and his ears were deaf to the roaring horses that had broke free from their restrictions, parading off in the distance in fear. He could only hear whatever horrible sound that had paralyzed him in sickness, eyes hardly absorbing the detail of Farris and two others clenching their stomachs and rolling on the floor.

Edric persevered for moments, though his staggers had become to heavy, and he fell to his knees with less grace than a mad and poisoned drunkard. The only resonating thought that resided was how he wished to escape such torture.

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[Comatose]

The statue remain unmoving after it's wail, seemingly taking in the results of it's cry. Though this god was just born, it learned fast - faster than any mortal being. While only few moments ago it's mentality was just that of a newborn, it had already aged years, sporting mental faculties similar to that of a child just starting grade school. It's lips pursed a moment as it searched for words to talk, watching the movement of Akuseru's lips as he talked carefully to further it's own vocabulary. It's cognition seemed to be shared with being's from elsewhere, affording it the ability to merge its thoughts with their experiences for a better deductive outcome.

"I talk. . ." It stopped suddenly. "You. . good?"

It's eyes opened wide, eyeballs searching ferociously about for the source of it's discontent before falling upon Masafumi (Vega). Something within it's head, likely connected to said other beings told them that his actions were hostile, something to be feared - something to be punished.

There would be a change within a few of the ninja on the battlefield of whom were from the correct lineage (Animda, King), a change forced upon them due to dire consequences and a turning point. To their now opened eyes (and anyone else who had the ability to see such things), the world would be of mist - a fine chakra mist that encompassed everything around them. It was translucent enough to see through properly, but visible enough to span their entire visual range. The god, in retrospect, appeared as a blazing sun of chakra, radiating outwards upon everything. As it's anger grew the intensity of it's chakra grew. Unusually, upon it's back there appeared a single spot of chakra which rose into the heavens discolored from the rest.

"You. . . hurt me?" The false god's body moved erratically within it's floating posture, it's head shaking back and forth violently, unable to contain it's immense rage. "You. .. HURT ME?" Globs of liquid flowed down it's face from what would be it's eyes - tears.

The air above the battlefield spun into a weather phenomenon, a funnel beginning to form as the clouds parted and spiraled round and round. The wind picked up significantly beginning to become a wild gale. The god was conjuring something, something that the ninja did not actually want to witness.

This begged a simple question of, What will they do? Clearly for a moment talking to the God worked, but perhaps it already too late? Should they attack it before it could attack them?

Something was watching and waiting for their response.

[King]

“I talk…” it said. “You… good?”

Had they truly witnessed the birth a god? Listening to the stone-like creature before them speak, Kouketsu could not help but feel as though he stood before an infant. What is this—

The ninja’s thoughts were cut short as an abrupt change occurred in his eyes. The world shifted, invaded by an army of colors he knew to be chakra. Whatever this strange creature was, it possessed a wide variety of elemental chakras at its disposal, and in such vast quantities they rivaled the tailed-beasts. This was too much for six or seven ninjas to tackle.

Kouketsu listened to the god-child rant and throw its tantrum, casting a cursory glance in the direction of the ninjas he could see. None had launched and attack, yet. Can it also feel intentions? There was little time for an actual debate. If there were others in the realm of this wasteland that saw as he did, then they would know battling the creature (at least in the moment) was all but futile.

They had to gamble.

Kouketsu broke forward across the terrain, pushing toward the floating statue. “No,” he said loud enough for the enormous god stone to hear him. Forty meters had been reduced to a mere fifteen, which he knew to be close enough. “You attacked us. I’m sure the others were simply preparing for a defense, in case you lashed out again.” The Uchiha raised both hands, showing the teary-eyed stone he brandished no weapons, just as the even flow of his chakra would prove no swell of preparation. “You know that you could destroy all of us if you want, yet here I stand before you.”

The Uchiha glanced at the sky, watching the storm as it formed above them. “We would much rather talk than fight an impossible battle.” Perhaps it was bold to speak for the rest of the ninja at his back, but as none other we close enough to interject (yet), Kouketsu’s word was law. “Please, calm down.”

[daisy]

birth in heaven ♥

Curiouser and curiouser... Still rather far away, it was difficult to make out the exchange, but I heard the being's words clearly, deeply unsettling and almost infantile. I began to close the gap, following the example of the person ahead of me who was also approaching. Then, however, I could feel a change take place, almost as if it were the very atmosphere, altering its structure at a whim. Thanks to my innate sensitivity to chakra, I didn't need magic eyes to inform me of this, and I formed the sensory handseal to confirm my suspicions.

My eyes closed, I could see the mist surrounding us, ethereal and eerie, but so beautiful... Despite not being close enough to the being to read its own energies, it was much brighter in its direction, and I felt it safe to assume its chakras were all but blinding. The other thing I picked up, almost more ominous than the mist, were my own chakra reserves. Intensely familiar with my own chakra, and reading myself, I noticed the Kagura Shingan had required more effort than usual. Furthermore, with my eyes closed, I was no longer blind to the... heaviness I had felt since arriving here, and I knew then that any chakra expenditure would be more costly than usual.

Thoughts of fighting this being had already been daunting, but with our resources cut? Perhaps there really could be another way... Finished with my reading, I dropped the handseal, now closing the gap further, until I was roughly 20 meters behind the long haired person - man, I could call him [genbu] now, upon hearing his voice. He spoke, and not just for himself. But... Was he handling this correctly? This being... It was scared, I realised now.

Had we truly witnessed a birth? It had come into this world alone, surrounded by strangers, and if the chakra in the mist was emanating from itself, perhaps it knew more of us than we though? Could it sense our familiarity with combat, with killing, as shinobi? Sense our weapons, even our intentions?

It had asked us, albeit in fragments, if we intended to hurt it. It had cried. As unnatural as it was, my heart went out to this creature. The power of a god, it meant nothing in the hands of an infant! The sky above mirrored my mounting sense of dread, and as the wind lashed at my hair, I began to nurse a ridiculous idea. As a woman... Could I reassure it? This was no human child, but... Could I prevent it from doing something terrible?

Regardless, I knew instinctively that the man's rational speech would not be sufficient. This being, it didn't know it could destroy all of us, it was acting instinctively, without meditation. When had asking an infant to calm down ever worked? I had to try something, before whatever was building up ruined any chance we had!

"It's okay!" I cried, trying to keep my voice sweet while making sure it carried over the wind, "Darling, it's okay! Don't be afraid sweetie!" How ridiculous must I sound? Trying to baby a monstrous being formed of light and power? I too was acting on instinct, and I was afraid we, as shinobi, were too steeped in blood to appear anything but threatening.

This being deserved life as much as any of us, didn't it? My heart pounded.

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{jutsu}Kagura Shingan (Kagura Mind’s Eye)
Rank: A
Range: Close (0m ~ 5m), Mid (5m ~ 10), Far (10m+)
Type: Supplementary
Handseals: 1
Chakra Consumption: Low per 15 meters: Miniscule sustain
Kagura Shingan is an advanced Sensory Ninjutsu technique used by all sensors, and serves as the root to the entire sensory tree. After performing the necessary handseal, the sensor closes their eyes and uses their innate ability to detect Chakra in order to determine the location of their opponent by the faintest of Chakra trails, as well as discerning the size of an approaching unseen force, and even their Chakra capacity.

This sensory technique can also discern whether or not a person is under the effects of a Genjutsu; which elements they have at their command (even advanced releases), and likewise mask their own Chakra signature (user’s) from other sensory ninja. The focus required to do the latter (masking their signature) prohibits their other sensing abilities, however.

Note: It should be noted that no other jutsu can be used while this technique is active. This jutsu requires Admin Approval. Restricted to Ninjutsu/Genjutsu Masters and Jack-of-all-trades. Consumes one release slot from Ninjutsu/Genjutsu Masters and either a release or fighting style slot from Jack-of-all-trades.


Low x2

[Anmida]

Despite the urgency of the situation, Aneun was more concerned about himself than the creature that had just been born into the world. His latest tumble had left his attire worse for wear and unfitting of one such as himself, or so he deemed. As he focused on removing the remnants of dirt and dust from his attire while others looked to handle the situation, he had been totally unaware of any actions transpired until the "thing" spoke.

"I talk. . ." the being said. "You. . good?"

With its latter statement being a question, Aneun wondered who the being had been talking to until he noticed Akuseru in the distance not far from it. While he looked to be handling the situation, something felt off. Whether it was just instinct or perhaps the Uchiha blood that flowed through him, Aneun felt that some truth had eluded the lot of them. That to understand just what had been going on here, they needed more than just to commune with the infant.

Before he could continue his train of thought however, a sudden pain surged forth, coalescing in his ocular nerves and subsequent organs. Instinctively shutting his eyes and bringing his right hand to his temple, Aneun endured the momentary pain before a surge of power replaced the pain. Opening his eyes, he saw more than he ever could before; the world painted in a fine mist of color far more mesmerizing than anything he'd laid eyes on except perhaps an exceptionally fine woman. Realizing that perhaps his newfound power granted by his bloodline might reveal the truth he contemplated over earlier, his attention focused on the newborn being whom he deemed "Bob" for now.

As crimson eyes looked toward Bob, Aneun found his vision slightly hindered by the bright culmination of chakra which formed its being. He however, did not fail to note the intensity change in Bob's chakra and the discolored glob of chakra which ascended. As Bob began to move erratically, one could tell someone had upset him. While Aneun could not account for Akuseru's actions, it seemed the creature had not taken ill to his actions earlier so he could only assume one of the other shinobi present had angered it. Looking toward his allies as the other shinobi were too far to worry about, Aneun noticed the change in chakra flow of his ally; the one whom he could not remember the name of but his moniker on the other hand. . .

"Hey you! Retard monkey! Cease your actions unless you want us all killed!" Aneun yelled toward Masafumi despite being of lower rank than him. To be honest, what was rank when one stood on a figurative tight rope of death.

Hoping Masafumi would see the wrong of his ways, Aneun turned his attention toward the yelling and screaming emanating in the distance. As he momentarily watched the unknown individuals attempt to reason with Bob, Aneun could not help but find their actions idiotic. Judging from how Bob had acted and how he'd just been birthed into existence, one could garner his "age" to be no more than that of an infant and yet they tried to "reason" with him. "When does a kid ever understand reason?" Aneun thought to himself as he put his own plans into action.

If words could not calm Bob, perhaps a song would.

Akin to when he arrived, Aneun began his melodic singing once again as he began approaching Bob at a relatively quick pace, placing him some 45 meters away; the gap quickly closing. "Yohohoho~ Yoho~ho~ho~ Binkusu no sake o~ Todoke ni yuku yo~ Umikaze kimakase namima~kase~" he sang as best he could. If Bink's Sake could not save them, nothing would.

On another note, Aneun could not help but note the retardom of the moment. Several Shinobi trying to reason with a massive god-like baby while one sang a melody to soothe the raging infants tantrum. How low the Shinobi profession has fallen.

[Hecatus]

Though still tense, it could be said that the shinobi’s shoulders had slackened a little after the titan had come to much more appreciable degree of understanding. Given the few moments they had interacted with the creature, Jack had noticed its sense of development was astonishing to say the least, causing concern for just how powerful this being would become after mastering its mental facilities.

While pondering over this thought, the creature had enraged and begun conjuring something instinctually terrifying. Alarmed at this change in behavior, the lad’s eyes shot around quickly in order to locate the source of the being’s woe. Sweeping first from foreign factions back to his own defensive line, those dark obsidian orbs ground to a halt upon one of his own. Lo and behold, a single, solitary dumb ass stood before him with hand seals at the ready. What stupefied him even more was the being’s instinctual ability to identify threats of less apparent natures. Needless to say, it was an ability to be cautious of.

Rather than acting, the shinobi would instead opt to do distance himself from the aggressor (Vega). Maintaining a set space between him and the creature, he’d assume a relaxed stance and simply watch events unfold. Given the creature’s fragile state of mind and the plethora of attempts being made to console it, he’d choose to remain neutral rather than assault it’s already overwhelmed mind. With the various approaches people had taken spiraling every which way, the cooperation here was clearly lacking. One thing was for sure however.  It appeared that none of the shinobi seemed all that willing to confront the entity.  As crazy as appeasing it sounded, nothing in the operations handbook ever really covered false gods birthing with an infant mentality. Could anyone be blamed for trying?

[vegapunk]

♔

protect the light

I talk...You good...

Those words, like that of a child, and a dark glare from the godly creature were more than enough for the young shinobi to halt his actions, as his hands fell to his sides, canceling his seals. The air surrounding him seemed to thicken, an unsettling feeling that curled the hairs on his arms, a flow of chakra that poured from the giant entity. Was it anger?

To test his resolve was one thing, but looking around he could see the other shinobi trying to calm it with words. As long as it doesn't on focus me that was the most important thing, and really the only thing he needed to focus on. With hands at his sides he slowly began to step backwards, his body passive, but with eyes locked on it still,

For now he would leave it to those more experienced, and bide his time from something he knew nothing about. What seemed like a daunting fate in front of him consumed his mind, and everything fell still in that moment, except for those few words left by his Hokage. 

He needed to focus on those words and making sure his allies weren't eaten by the creature birthed from light. 

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MADE BY ♔
KOJIHIME

[Axcel]

“You. .good?”

Good? Try the greatest! It's how he would have normally responded, but Akuseru recognized this wasn’t a normal situation and needed to craft each and every word he spoke very carefully. He continued forwards, now under ten meters away from the colossal statue.

“I’m good! I’m your friend.” He replied while really trying to emphasize that he and the giant statue were on the same side here. Akuseru hadn’t came to the conclusion that it was some sort of baby god or anything—he just knew it was intelligent enough to speak with and that was all that mattered right now.

Just when the boy thought he was beginning to get things under control, the statue began sobbing uncontrollably while accusing all the shinobi of trying to harm it. Suddenly Akuseru found himself leaping from side to side, dodging the giant tears that, if they were to make contact, would surely crush each and every one of his bones. The weather, as if not already bleak enough, was growing more and more alarming as a result of the emotionally unstable statue.

Two others had gotten closer now—neither of which were allies of Akuseru. Right now he wasn’t concerned about a possible threat from behind considering what stood before all of them. The two shinobi nearby made their attempts at speaking to the statue and calming it down. Akuseru wasn’t about to put his faith in the hands of another and knew he needed to once again take the initiative and do something more than just speaking.

“Relax friend, what I am doing is completely harmless,” he spoke as his flipped through four quick hand seals. Akuseru could feel an enormous amount of chakra drained from his body as he casted what was normally a much more manageable jutsu. Instantly a thick (5m thick, 10m wide) wall of earth emerged underneath the boy, rising fifteen meters high at an incredible speed. Riding the wall at its furthest back edge, Akuseru took advantage of the momentum and vaulted high into the air once the wall peaked in height.

His heart beat relentlessly as he landed on the statue’s lap. He felt fear, adrenaline, and compassion—an overwhelming combination. In a few leaps, Akuseru arrived at the belly of the beast. If this didn’t work, then whatever happened next was going be really, really painful. Hearing Aneun play that cheerful tune strengthened his resolve, Akuseru placed a palm on the statue’s belly and looked up towards it.

“Okay buddy—this is how we humans let each other know everything's gonna be alright.” The Konoha shinobi spoke with a smile on his face and gave the sobbing statue a hug.

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{Spoiler}Doryuuheki (Earth-Style Wall)
Rank B
Range: Close (0m ~ 5m)
Type: Defensive
Handseals: 4
Chakra Consumption: High 1X MASSIVE RIP MY CHAKRA

The user creates a solid wall of earth as a form of defence. Chakra is either converted to earth within the body and then spat out to form the wall or the user can manipulate pre-existing earth to form the wall. The earth then instantly rises up and takes form. The barrier itself is also coated with chakra, making its strength incomparable to that of a normal mud wall. Because of the earth's special characteristics, the wall is highly resistant against, for instance, fire and water.

Note: This wall is fifteen meters tall, ten meters wide, and nearly five meters thick.

[Winter]

When the pain subsided, Edric only lifted his head to witness stranger actions. The knight struggled back to his feet, the ringing still seemingly running through the chasms of his head, though with only mild annoyance now. The others that neared the beast seemed also to be targets of the attack, and none handled it any better than he. Deduction led him to believe that the large creature was not their friend.

And just as suddenly as his thought was formed, the sky twisted and melted into a funnel above the monster's head, slowly forming into what looked like a storm. Edric's men faltered in their positions, though duty kept them in place. "Farris, you stay, the rest of you retreat back to camp. Inform them of these events, and prepare defenses in caution. If I do not send word by noon tomorrow, return to the ships to deliver the information." he ordered swiftly. A part of him wished they would have protested, but the events had them shaken enough to not bother. 

As they fled, Edric steadied his breath, attempting to find a decision worth taking. He could try to run, he could try to fight, but from his distance the latter seemed a foolish futility. So he would watch in hopes to further understand the new world he walked into. And that didn't help either, and they all made attempts to reassure the monster, or that was what it looked like. There were no hostile approaches, and one man even moved the rock at his feet to leap into the beast, though with no follow-up attack.

He truly was confused.

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[Comatose]

Somewhere far off into the world three two individuals kneeled in front of a third, their arms placed across their chest, showing fealty. The third, clearly a man of power, nodded allowing them each rise.

"What of project Sundown?", the powerful man spoke.

"It's not going well sir." One of the two responded, clearly shaken up by having to give such news.

"Huh, not going well? Why?"

"The summoning failed and we only managed to bind a fraction of it's consciousness and an inkling of it's power."

The powerful man stood to his feet in one movement, cracking his knuckles and adjusting the rings on his fingers before the responding man stood up, clearly understanding what this means. The back of the powerful man's hand lashed out against the one whom responded, knocking him to the ground. Unzipping his suit-jacket and unbuttoning his dress shirt's buttons as he released his clothing to the floor with a thud, the powerful man revealed his true plant-like form. The trap of his body unfurrowed, snapping out at the man and consuming him whole instantly in a splash of gore, his legs left behind still in the kneeling position.

After a moment the powerful man spoke, a pool of blood spilling off of his body.

"Clean that shit up and start preparations for the next seqeuence. I trust you won't disappoint me as well?"

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Though it had only been moments since it's poor reaction to the Konoha shinobi's handseals the god's mind had already accelerated into adulthood. It's reasoning skills shooting far past it's ability to cope with the situation. Emotions and the problems of being bound to flesh were new to it and even with the shinobi attempting it to calm it down it continued to cry. There was something it was lacking, some fundamental thing it needed.

The boy Akuseru was different than everyone else. While the god knew - able to see such things, that the boy was scared he still attempted to de-escalate the situation as no one else had. While everyone else had attempted to use words, the boy hadn't or at least attempted something different. For a child words were only so much, and usually accompanied by action. Akuseru's hug, sudden as it was, provided the fledgling god with what it needed to calm down, the raging storm ceasing immediately. However, it came with clear consequence.

The fog began to lift upon the area as the god's power's waned, it's mortal connection disrupted due to the sudden physical connection between Akuseru and it'self. Even the untrained eye could see that slowly, starting from the toes of it's feet, it started to turn to dust. For it's complete birth into this world it needed time and isolation, it's immense power being funneled down into it's physical shell by only a small ansible - a connection that represented the limitation of the power of the individuals who had gathered together to summon it in the first place.

"Oh", it spoke clearly.

It's hand moved over to the boy caressing him on the back as gently s it could before picking him up and putting him back down gently upon the ground.

Without warning each of the Ninja's (and the one Knight) would become dizzed as their mind attempted to cope with a sudden connection. Like Yamanaka of which could connect and talk to one another using nothing else but telepathy the god had connected it's own mind to the Ninja's, affording them a great sight and understanding that even they would not be able to comprehend exactly. Visions would flash across inside of their mind, visions of the galaxy, the universe, people, animals, and even organisms of which they had never before encountered - constantly flashing at an every increased speed; it was temporary omniescience and omniprescense. Their minds all focused on a singular point in a time past, of individuals gathering around a sacrifice to summon a god. Each individual bore a tattoo of the writing, 'manji'. In the sequence, which played slowly, the thoughts of every individual could be heard and felt - their fears, wants, and desires all reflected onto the ninja who now watched to experience. As the sequence played out and a pillar of light fell, there was a great deal of time where there was nothing - nothing but the beating of a heart in nothing but darkness. Suddenly, light shone through the darkness, they all watched their former selves staring - confused and on edge, ready to strike. They could feel more intense emotion - they could feel the god's emotion.

"Don't be mad", the god spoke.

"They are afraid of you, they are afraid because you're something special created by another me. I have to go now."

The final grain of dust from it's form blew away in the wind, as if it was never there.

". . Thanks, Akuseru. ."

A gift was bestowed upon all the ninja (and the one knight) who visited this place. A small seal formed upon each of the palm of their right hands, a bold circle with a large kanji symbol of "ONE" in the center, all the elements of ninjutsu written in kanji surrounding the "ONE" in much smaller writing.

A small sprout seemed to bust out of the wasteland, directly in the spot where the god had fallen.

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Everyone has been bestowed the gift of the first pillar of heaven for completing the event, granting them +1 High of Chakra and 300 EXP. Akuseru, has been granted instead +1 Massive of Chakra and 300 EXP. These boost of chakra are permanent onto the characters themselves (not the account). This thread shall now serve as a POI. The event effects (2x chakra cost) have become permanent here, in this thread. You all may now roleplay freely and leave when you wish. Order is to be kept.

[King]

"Strange..."

Kouketsu felt the tattoo forming upon the skin of his gloved hand. It was as if the god's foreign chakra had invaded the appendage and burned its signature into him, corrupting -- or perhaps "elevating" -- the energy it found there. He removed the dark glove from his hand and eyed the strange marking, doing his best to understand it's meaning. One? Does that mean there will be more of these... beings? And if there were, would they all be this easy to pacify? Not likely, he decided.

This place is quite different.

Of course it is. I did say new start, didn't I?

Far less violent.

That, too. That isn't necessarily a bad thing.

...

Your eyes are working again.

Barely. You've still left me with a lot of work to do.


The elder Uchiha blinked away his newly awakened Sharingan, having no interest in 'scrying' his neighboring ninjas any further. What, exactly, could any of them report to their superiors? Would anyone even believe them? And what, or where, would this strange new mark leave them? "Thank you," he all but muttered to the woman alongside him, and to an extent, the young ninja designated Akuseru. "I was never a good father," he said in shameless admittance. "Or a good brother, for that matter." Thoughts drifted back to a family he no longer had -- a wife, child, and brothers that no longer stood beside him. "I have no doubt that a great tragedy was avoided thanks to your efforts."

Sliding the glove back onto his hand, Kouketsu turned from the god's former place. "Your names, please. I would like to be as thorough as I can when I detail your efforts in my report."

[daisy]

sunday in savannah ♥

It was so strange. I walked forwards almost unconsciously, as the young boy propelled himself into the being's arms with the aid of a jutsu. How brave must he be? Or how utterly foolhardy... But with his embrace, the dread sky cleared, and the being seemed to find peace. And then, to fade. I felt a strange tugging as it began to leave our world, watching with wide eyes as it gently returned the boy to the ground. The scene before me then disappeared, and my mind was wrenched from this existence. Stars filled my eyes, galaxies my mind, and suddenly, a sense of dread my heart, as the trip paused, peering into the hearts and the motives of men. Of Manji?

But this benevolent creature, truly a god, it seemed, was not quite finished. I was afforded a glimpse of my own, taut being, her fear and apprehension rather out of place, I thought, as the feelings of this otherworldly being usurped my own. Bestowed with its parting words, I learned the name of the boy who had risked himself so - Akuseru. And then it was gone. All that remained was the newly inked memento upon my palm. One? Of course, they would try again, those men we peered deep into. Then, it would return? This god? I feared simple human compassion would no longer suffice to placate it.

Back firmly in reality, I had come close to the raven haired man, close enough to hear his murmured thanks, and his candid confession. The symbol for Sunagakure etched upon his garb, I was aggressively reminded of my vulnerability here, surrounded by unknowns. No such clue of my allegiances displayed, I lapsed into my compulsive habit;
"Mimi, scouting on behalf of Iwagakure. Thank you, Akuseru. That was very brave. I feel you prevented something catastrophic here," though assuming a tone of subordination, I had raised an eyebrow at the sand ninja's presumptuous request for names. I knew not who he was, but I rather assumed I outranked him. Still, it would not do for my status to be known, and there were more pressing concerns.

I could see the symbol of Konohagakure upon the waist of the one who had embraced god, and had given my village in respect for their open display. Yet this was unfamiliar territory - there had not been relations, diplomatic or otherwise, between Iwagakure and the other hidden villages in recent memory, and how I acted here could very well set the stage for any future endeavors.

"What we saw - this Manji - their intentions seem to have been made clear. This will occur again, and when it does, all our villages will be in danger. The Tsuchikage bade me establish contact with any foreign shinobi I encountered, and to entreat their kages to do likewise," naturally, I was quite making it up as I went along, but it was scarcely a lie,
"What say you, Akuseru of the Leaf? Shinobi of the Sand?"

Where on earth had I picked up this style of speaking? Amateur dramatics hour at its very finest.

[Anmida]

". . . Asu no asahi ga nai ja nashi~ Yohohoho~" sang Aneun even as events transpired before him. Able to clearly see the god babies emotional and physical state begin to change, Aneun believed himself to be the savior of the moment however, before he could do much else his mind was invaded by images far beyond his understanding. What little he could make out would be mentally sorted later. His attention only brought to focus when he could see himself first arriving on the scene; without any form of fear or care and merrily singing the song of legend. "I'm freakin amazing" he thought to himself as reality took hold once again. Deactivating his Sharingan as he tried to comprehend what he'd seen, a voice and specific words reached his ears which set his heart ablaze.

Fully planning to enjoy his moment of triumph, Aneun's belief was shattered when the being thanked Akuseru and not him. "WHAT?!" he thought to himself as he realized his leader was the one to handle the situation despite all sense. Mixed emotions built and swelled up inside and before long he took into a mad dash. On one hand Aneun was relived that his leader had managed to not fumble the situation as he was prone to do but on the other, he was filled with uncontrollable anger toward the god baby. Not due to it acknowledging Akuseru and not himself, rather because the being had completely ignored Bink's Sake, the song of legend.

There was much Aneun could feel indifferent about but this was not one of them. Having already been moving toward his ally at a quickening pace, it took no time at all before he was within five meters of his white-haired friend. And without a moment wasted, exploded into a nonsensical rant.

"YAAAH! You retard overgrown baby! How can you ignore Bink's Sake just like that?! Are you too STUPID to comprehend the raw emotions within this song?! Do you know what Brook went through when he sang this song?!"

For those unfamiliar with the song, Aneun would look like nothing more than an idiot yelling at a plant from a small distance away. For those familiar with the song however - like Akuseru - one could see Aneun's outburst to be completely within reason.

[Hecatus]

With the unpredictable events unfolding before him, the dark haired shinobi displayed a stupefied look mixed with disbelief and awe. Between Akuseru’s shenanigans actually working and the visions sent flashing through his mind in a jumbled conglomerate of nonsense, he’d eventually snap back to reality with only a single phrase uttered. “What the hell just happened?” Much to Jack’s pleasure, he’d also come to the realization that a greater sense of power flowed within his veins, almost as if the giant had granted them all a boon with its dying breath.

That said, despite all the confusion left over from what had just happened, his attention quickly snapped back to reality after hearing the words being exchanged by the foreign shinobi over yonder. Closing half the distance between him and his team mates (Jack's now approx. 35 meters away), he’d look rather skeptically at the nonsense being spouted by these lone intruders. Ignoring the Sand nin’s request for personal information about each individual, something which was seemingly inappropriate to disclose, he’d respond to the woman with a bit of skepticism in his voice as it’d echo across the distance. “KONOHAGAKURE RESPECTFULLY DECLINES. FORWARD ANY REQUESTS THROUGH THE APPROPRIATE CHANNELS SINCE NONE OF US HERE ARE PROBABLY IN A POSITION TO SPEAK ON BEHALF OF OUR VILLAGES. UNLESS YOU’RE NOT REALLY JUST A SCOUT – YA KNOW?”  His words served as both a stern reminder to the juniors to speak carefully prior to opening their yaps while also bringing attention to his doubt behind the woman's claim.