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The fist came crashing down on me like a tremendous wrecking ball. My own strength saved me, though in the process I was forced to use the shousen chakra I’d spread through my body in order to fuel my strength, leaving my body defenseless against anything the Bijuu would do to me while I lifted him. My mindless laughter was cut short as the brunt of the attack fell onto me, and I grunted as my knees were bent and a concussive shockwave expanded outward from the force of the blow. Still, I was standing, and my blazing blue arms were shaking and trembling from the might of the beast, but I held on with every bit of my strength. It was then that I realized, by simply coming into such close contact with the Bijuu, its chakra was tearing me apart. Not even a second had passed before the white bandages that covered my arms, which were in direct contact with the creature, were disintegrated completely, and a pain like none I’d ever felt spread like spiderwebs through my body. Pure, raw, and relentless chakra flowed over me, burning and tearing at the skin of my arms down to my shoulders. I felt it, peeling off of me with ease, and screamed out in agony. My knees shook even more, and my elbows bent and I hesitated for a moment, giving way to the pain in a weakness I’d never known. Cringing and bearing with the pain as my skin slowly gave way to the immense chakra that threatened to devour it, I straightened my posture and readied myself.

I was so lost; so lost in my emotions, and in the pain, that I hadn’t noticed Masuerta’s mud titan erupting from the earth. I only used every last ounce of chakra I had to lift the creature, and found that I succeeded before my arms were destroyed entirely. Whether or not I was still screaming in pain was unknown to me, and whether or not the Bijuu was coming back to kill me was, too. Nothing was real to me, save for the pain I felt and the same mixture of emotions I’d been failing to resist this entire time. There was no resisting my fatigue anymore, and my knees buckled instantly. My body fell limp, smashing into the ground even before the Bijuu I’d launched did. No chakra remained within me--it had all been used up to launch the Bijuu. Shakily, I rose my head from the blackened dirt to view the destruction I’d attempted to cause: the ground shook and a massive cloud of dust lifted from the ground many meters away, where the Hachibi had landed. My screaming had finally stopped by then, I knew, as I let out a weak and breathless groan.

It was pathetic, really. I’d never been reduced to such a state in my life. My whole body was trembling just to stay awake, though my mind was still shackled by the chains of hatred. Relentless in my desire, I attempted to move my body, attempted to claw and scratch at the dirt in order to chase down the hideous creature that had caused so much anguish and chaos. But my body simply wouldn’t listen to me. I could hardly move my hand, much less pull myself along the ground or fight the Eight Tailed Bijuu. Another cry of anger escaped my lips, though it left as nothing more than a painful grunt. Yet I tried again and again, attempting to lift myself from the ground so that I could continue my assault, and again and again I failed. My eyes were blank and narrow, as they had been, unchanging in their resolution, but my will was weak.

My body was numb, probably in shock. A pool of crimson grew larger and larger around me, and I only then took the time to actually look at the hands I’d been clawing at the dirt with. They were raw and red, bloodied despite their desperate attempts to lift myself. My fingernails and skin had been dissolved entirely, and I was left with little more than muscle, bone and sinew with which to move. Why couldn’t I feel the pain arcing through me, or the feeling of ash gnawing at my bloodied, sundered limbs? A single, shaky hand reached down to my leg, slowly opening my hip pouch and retrieving a single, small pill. It was difficult, but I managed to bring it to my mouth and swallow it before my vision was consumed with a deep, pure obsidian and I faded into temporary unconsciousness.

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1 Hyourougan (Soldier Provision Pills)

I was probably the only one brash enough to challenge the thing on my own. It didn’t matter to me; I wasn’t even sure if there was anyone else nearby. Nothing seemed to matter to me then, nothing but destroying the abomination that stood looming over me, wreathing and squirming in its destructive nature. My eyes were narrowed, narrowed onto the form before me that stood to shake the very foundation of the earth I rested upon. Even without delving into my mind’s eye, I could feel the chakra emanating from the creature--the power emanating from it. It was entirely overwhelming, washing over me like waves in the ocean. But, just like everything else, it didn’t seem to faze me.

My mind was lost and confused. I’d been broken, torn asunder within by the destruction that I’d thought, in my naivete, was impossible. That something could kill so mercilessly, so easily, it was a thought I’d either never imagined, or subconsciously refused to imagine. I wanted to unite the world, to bring an everlasting peace, so that everyone could live together. So that everyone could laugh together. There would be no conflict, no war, no tragic deaths, not by the hands of others. And now I stood, face to face, with reality. The land I stood upon had been the home of countless people--countless lives--that were all extinguished, like flames, in a single, dreadful moment. The world seemed shattered to me, surreal and unreal, and yet in my heart I knew that it was all too real. That I was the only one living in a fantasy, and that I’d been wrong.

But it didn’t seem to matter to me anymore. It was as if my body was moving on its own, willed to life by malice and hatred and so many emotions that I’d come to despise altogether. It was ironic when I thought about it, though I probably didn’t have much longer to even think. My expression was blank and lifeless despite the tempest of emotion that raged inside of me. It was time to act, however; the beast had laid its tails on either side of our battlefield, and I had no choice but to fight. I’d wanted nothing more than to crush the beast beneath my fist, and escaping hadn’t even come to mind. Instead, I cried out, a broken, shattered scream filled with passion and energy, sorrow and ambition, and most of all, hatred.

The attack come from overhead, just as quick as I’d anticipated. It threatened to crush me, exactly what I’d envisioned myself accomplishing to it, and I only laughed as it happened. I laughed a laugh I’d never known, cracked and crazed, though tinted with hidden emotion. Shousen-style chakra spread throughout my form, ready to immediately heal whatever wounds I would receive in the next few moments, though I held back a bit. I knew that I wouldn’t take nearly the full hit, and so I didn’t waste any chakra. At the same time, my fists--my entire arms flickered, coming alive with a pale blue, fiery glow. A new-found strength surged within me, and I rose both hands to stop the blow. It would hurt, I knew it, but pain was only ephemeral--a weakness, which left my body soon, just as any injuries I sustained would. Then, I would attempt to grip at its hand, and using my immense, chakra-granted strength, I would attempt to lift the beast over my head, and throw it in whichever direction I could.

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Chakura no Iko (Chakra Strength Gathering)
Rank: D, C, B, A, S
Type: Supplementary / Medical Arts / Nintaijutsu
Range: Self
Chakra/Stamina: Mid - Very High
Special: Serves as a base for all Medic-Strength techniques by boosting Souin with power equal to highest rank known. Highest rank known also determines the amount of time needed for Souin users to momentarily gather their strength and energy before unleashing the powered-up strike.
D: Whole turn
C: 3/4th of a turn
B: Half a turn
A: 1/4th of a turn
S: Near-Instant

Description: The basic behind the Chakra Strength lies in gathering one's chakra at a fine point in their body while performing quick, volatile movements so that their strength is enhanced. By molding their chakra at the desired appendage, it glows a unique color, representing the presence of Chakra Strength. Users of this style should not be taken lightly.
Domain: Souin.

In'yu Shōmetsu (Yin Healing Wound Destruction)
Rank: D, C

Something was up. As infatuated as I was with what was going on around me, my senses all turned to focus on a single event far in the distance. The earth shook, and an immense cloud of dust rose up from the ground near the foot of the mountain. There was little telling what could have happened, but whatever had was extremely large and probably powerful. My eyes narrowed and any remaining glee disappeared from my face. I looked to Masuerta, and it seemed that we were both thinking the same thing.

I nodded to him, and followed. We rushed down the mountain at top speeds, the thrill of our exploration forgotten entirely. My mind raced--what could it have been? Was it my business to get involved? Well, I didn’t really care if it was my business if I could help people. I worried I would cause problems for the villages, however, if I did get involved. After all, the emblem of Konoha shone on my arm. For a moment I touched it briefly, then tore it from my bicep and stuffed it into the small pouch on my left leg.

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