The Power of a Bijuu (Cloak Training, Private)
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|Subject: The Power of a Bijuu (Cloak Training, Private) Mon Apr 20, 2015 5:05 pm|| |
Today was the day, Raikage permission be damned it was the day he trained his Bijuu. Kenjiro, through threats of violence to some jounin managed to get the location of a sacred training grounds for Bijuu. The trek to the Turtle was difficult, but he managed to make it. He traveled through the jungle of the turtle, defeating dangerous animals along the way before making it to a waterfall. This is where he could train, the jounin told him of the rumored battle so he thought he was prepared, as he stared into the waterfall he was met by a fist to his face.
Stumbling backwards, Kenjiro rubbed his face. His reflection took his steps out from the waterfall and instead of the normal Kenjiro, this man was blood covered and held true insanity in his eyes. "You're not but a simple shell of a person...I'll put you out of your misery." the two ran at each other and began delivering blows to the other. Kenjiro was on the losing end of the exchange, his other self was unhinged and was going in for more and more lethal punches. Thinking of the best thing he could, Kenjiro delivered a throat punch to his dark half.
Moving away from his evil side, Kenjiro watched as it stood. "I am your shadow...the window into ones true self, you know this is true. You just want to kill, you know that man isn't a God, you just use it as an excuse to harm and I can't blame you...it feels good doesn't it." the dark half of Kenjiro spoke in a smooth voice, Kenjiro's fist curled "No one, not even myself...WILL SPEAK ILL OF MY RELIGION!" Invigorated by rage Kenjiro launched himself at his dark half and launched a flurry of punches and kicks, landing blows to the face and ribs of his other half before hitting him back to the stone that the waterfall flowed down from. Kenjiro continued bashing his clones face until he met a knee to the gut from the clone and was thrown.
He landed face first into the water, his evil half placed his foot onto Kenjiro's head and held him face first in water. Kenjiro, due to a lack of fear, held his breath and tried to think of a way out of the situation. Thinking quickly Kenjiro submerged his hand in water and electrified it with his Electromagnetic Murder jutsu, both men yelled as they were electrified due to the water conducting it. His dark half eventually had to move and once Kenjiro could get air he let off of the jutsu, as he stood his face was burned though not to a degree that would scar or hinder his fight.
Kenjiro tackled his clone and began slamming the back of his head into the ground, he was going to put this thing, whatever it was, down. Blood pooled underneath the dark version of himself but it kept laughing, taunting and making him go on. Kenjiro had to back off, seeing as how nothing fazed this other him, he jumped back across the water to the other side of the shore and thought of some way to end this. Physical attacks forced it to retreat but didn't seem to do lasting damage. However, if there was anything Kuro had taught Kenji was, if you aren't killing it, you aren't doing it right.
They went back at fighting, Kenjiro and his dark half traded blows repeatedly. Kenjiro however grabbed his clone by the face and activated Electromagnetic Murder and fried his dark halves face, with a knee to the gut Kenjiro sent him into the water and stood on his back to avoid his own electrocution and began drowning his dark half. He began stomping the dark halves face "HAVE. YOU. LEARNED. YOUR. DAMN. LESSON?" however he could not answer, due to being face first in water.
Kenjiro smirked before kicking his dark half to the shore, Kenjiro smirked and cracked his evil halves ribs by stomping on his chest. Kenjiro had enough of this fight, he was gonna have that damnable foxes power weather he liked it or not. Kenjiro continued, first by breaking the dark halves fingers, then the hand, then the arm. He was gonna make it suffer and weather he knew it or not he was accepting the dark half through these acts of violence. Kenjiro broke a branch from a tree and was preparing to violate his dark half with it, but in that final act of over the top violence, Kenjiro admitted to himself he loved this kind of violence, with that the dark half had vanished right before branch met rectum. Kenjiro himself woke up, no wounds, laying in the water from the falls. A feeling of untapped power felt as though it awakened. With that, he left and made his way back to Kumo.
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|Subject: Re: The Power of a Bijuu (Cloak Training, Private) Tue May 05, 2015 10:50 am|| |
Kenjiro had due to the transference of knowledge of Kikato to him, found out a way to gain another level of his cloak, one far stronger then the previous one. He had to achieve some sort of rage, something, anything, to push him into a large amount of untapped anger. There was plenty, but there was another way to do this, attain peace within oneself. Kenjiro didn't wanna rely on pure rage, on his hate. He wanted peace within, he desired it.
Weather he knew it or not a mental battle had begun, one was trying to keep him together, another was a curse of hatred. They both battled for supremacy of his mind. Kenjiro sat under the waterfall, he was attempting to calm himself, was he truly lied to his entire life? Surely not. But when thinking of it, his heritage, his potential power...even Kuro had lied to him about Godhood. Kuro...Kuro had lied to him the most, allowed him to create a...who cared anymore? A cult, that's all it fucking was to Kenjiro was a cult. In turn Kuro made him a liar as well, he lied to those people told them Kuro was a God.
Kenjiro began to hate himself above all, he allowed himself to be lied to and to become a liar. He became a tool, but was that truly a bad thing? He had given people something to look to, something to live for. More then one person in the cult was saved from suicide, they were given new reason to live and believed they were cared about. Were some lies necessary? The lies told by his cult helped people through rough patches, letting them know someone cared.
But...did Kenjiro truly care? Who was he really? He was raised in lies, his clan...they were blood thirsty monsters...most Jinchuriki turn out that way as well. What was he, a man or a monster? It angered him! With a yell he slammed his fist into the stone wall behind him, his hand shattered but was quickly repaired with little effort. His teeth gritted, anger over coming the young man before he calmed.
He decided to go look around the island, it had many animals on it. Some of whom decided Kenjiro looked rather delicious, an ape came charging at him, Kenjiro shot the animal a glare. His hate coming through once more and it caused the animal to skid to a halt. The fox within him had caught this slip in his emotions and seized control for the moment. Kenjiro's full green eyes now turned to a blood red, his V1 cloak slipped him into his third tail form. He rushed the ape and took it to the ground.
He climbed the beasts torso and bit into it's throat, he began eating. The beast howled in pain but Kenjiro didn't stop, he reached the wind pipe of the animal and ripped out a chunk. It allowed the animal to suffocate and drown in it's own blood. The forest went quite, as though it was mourning. The only sounds were the sickening crunch of bones and ripping of flesh as the fox had Kenjiro feed on the animal. As he finished he let out an animal like roar, before Kenjiro regained control of himself. He looked at the blood on his hands, the bloody remains of this poor animal he had killed, he vomited. The contents of his stomach were emptied out onto the ground.
He let out a scream, once again he was used. This time to turn him against himself, he hated it. He had no sense of true self. He was no one before he met Kuro and thought of him as a God and he was no one now that he knew he wasn't, the negativity had once more allowed the fox to grasp Kenjiro's body to use as an avatar of destruction. Holding his hand above his head as his cloak spread, a chirdori began forming. Kenjiro proceeded to launch through the forest, decimating it, with the jutsu allowing him to clear 25 meters of trees, animals let out agonizing howls as they were torn apart by Kenjiro in his blood lust.
Kenjiro gained a twisted grin, he began tearing through the forest, ripping animals in half, destroying plant life, shattering stone. Nothing mattered, nothing but what HE wanted, who HE wanted to be and he wanted to be destruction. He wanted to be death, decay, the end of life. Or was he just doing what he was thought to be expected of a Kaguya and Jinchuriki? Grabbing his head, he fell to his knees, fighting for control. He didn't wanna be a monster, but he didn't know what to be.
He was lost in the darkness, no source of light. Nothing to help him along anymore...just darkness and loneliness. Kenjiro began to vomit once more but nothing would come out, he felt like he wanted to die. As though death would become his only escape...but no...that'd give them satisfaction. He would continue to live, despite the hate he felt, despite everything he would live. Besides...Kuro had things he needed to answer for.
It was then when Kenjiro began to split into two beings. A light half, one who could become a loving husband and father, one who would allow his enemies to live and beg them to rethink their choices, then his dark half. One of everything people would say he'd become. Murderer, rapist, cannibal, killer...Demon...That one stuck out to him. "Demon...? No...I'm far worse then any demon...I've become a Devil." the dark half began to regain control for the moment.
Some of the larger animals of the forest had come to put an end to the attack on their home. They began to rush towards Kenjiro, intent on tearing him a part, this elected a chuckle from him. Pulling out a bone from his shoulder and using it as a blade, Kenjiro waited for the animals to begin getting close to him, then activated Chidori Katana into his bone blade. He began slicing through animals left and right, leaving them paralyzed and helpless against what came next.
Another chidori katana was formed into his hand, he leaped into the air and launched himself towards the animals, he began stabbing and tearing them a part with the electric bone, it forced them to feel the shock from lightning, then Kenjiro began to feast, this lasted for several hours, he gorged himself on the animals remains until he was unable to eat anymore. With that, the cloak had faded and allowed Kenjiro to go back to normal.
He passed out for a few hours in the forest, his body resting from the chakra use the fox had put him through. Kenjiro slept for those few hours, resting his body and chakra reserves. As he awoke he returned to the waterfall, washing the blood off from his body and clothing. Tainting the water red for a little while, Kenjiro sat under the waterfall and meditated on what to do, he could feel it. He was close to breaking the barrier holding him back from his second cloak.
Kenjiro needed this power, he needed it for himself, to make himself stronger then before. He wanted that power, he wanted to become more powerful. He wasn't going to let himself or his village down, he inhaled before letting it out slowly to calm himself. He allowed his version one cloak to form, he tried forcing it into the next step, but no, something was still holding him back. It was close to breaking however, whatever it was.
He continued to meditate under the waterfall and thought...was there reason to why Kuro lied to him? To protect him from himself even? He had no idea...he had to know...he had to ask Kuro. But not before gaining his new cloak. Kenjiro sighed and stood up, looking towards the forest. He began walking through the forest, he felt...oddly calm. As though the rage had been locked somewhere within him.
He watched as the animals, large and small, cowered in fear of him. A twinge of guilt hit his heart, taking some fruit he walked up to a baby animal and knelt next to it. He offered the young animal it's food and began to pet his head as it ate the fruit. The animals still seemed rather untrusting of him, but Kenjiro understood, he had killed many of them. For a few days he spent time feeding the animals and taking care of them, befriending them in the process.
It was one night while he slept that he awoke in a cold sleep, he felt like he was burning. With a yell his skin began to peel off, revealing red and black chakra underneath, he was reaching the form he wanted but to had to pay the price. It was horrible, the pain he felt, his skin slowly flew off his body and burned away. As the transformation ended, a roar was let out and destroyed several meters of trees. He rampaged through the night like an animal before the son of the ape he killed knocked him out, for everyone's safety.
It was the next morning that Kenjiro woke, he decided it was time to leave, he took off towards land and wouldn't be returning to the island for a long while...
[WC 1581, V2 cloak should be gained]
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