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UNIQUE ABILITIES NAME: Tailless Bijuu OWNERS: Open RANK: N/A CHAKRA USAGE: N/A CLASSIFICATION: Innate DESCRIPTION: Some are known to tales and mythology to host chakra that is overwhelmingly powerful, some even earning monikers akin to that of the Tailed Beasts. Few truly do: but there are some. Some who have near boundless energy, just by the happenstance of perfect genetics or progeny of former Jinchuuriki. Some have other conditions that allows them to truly be considered 'a tailless bijuu' and while they are not actually inheritors to any abilities have overwhelmingly larger reserves comparable to other Jinchuuriki. **must be taken at character creation. NAME: Multi-Summoner OWNERS: Open | Open 🠆 [New Members Slot] RANK: N/A CHAKRA USAGE: N/A CLASSIFICATION: Ninjutsu DESCRIPTION: Summons are notoriously difficult when allowing a person to sign it: and many of them explicitly will not recognise the authority of someone who has attempted to sign multiple contracts. Not only that: who answers the call? There are too many open ends. However, harmonies do exist within the Summoning world, or exception have been made, albeit rarely. Though, bosses do not recognise the user, meaning they cannot summon the boss summon of those particular contracts. NAME: Avatar no Yoroi [Avatar of Armor] OWNERS: Open | Open | Open | Open RANK: N/A CHAKRA USAGE: N/A CLASSIFICATION: Taijutsu DESCRIPTION: Certain people can be characterised by their elements: those of Katon find themselves to be usually fierier in nature, whereas those of Doton can be more stalwart. But - others seem to take it to the next level and their gift to a particular element is so strong. This usually manifests as a particular prowess in Ninjutsu: but for Taijutsu users, 'Avatars' of their elements are able to simply, naturally imbue their element into their attacks. Their very bodies, are in a sense, "chakra conductive." Katon – Their strikes can burn others, and kicks can leave behind trails of red-hot air behind them. Fuuton – Their strikes are generally sharper and buoyant: little bubbles of air can trail around their body and movements, displacing other people the harder they hit. Suiton – Their bodies become more pliable, flexible - suddenly damage intended on breaking a bone doesn't seem to cut it. Raiton – Their strikes can paralyse others, and kicks can jet off little sparks of lightning - cackling as they move. Doton – Their bodies become denser: they become slower to move, but they embody stalwartness: strikes are much more inclined to break others, as opposed to end them. NAME: Multi-Summoner OWNERS: Open | Open 🠆 [New Members Slot] RANK: N/A CHAKRA USAGE: N/A CLASSIFICATION: Ninjutsu DESCRIPTION: Summons are notoriously difficult when allowing a person to sign it: and many of them explicitly will not recognise the authority of someone who has attempted to sign multiple contracts. Not only that: who answers the call? There are too many open ends. However, harmonies do exist within the Summoning world, or exception have been made, albeit rarely. Though, bosses do not recognise the user, meaning they cannot summon the boss summon of those particular contracts. NAME: Yonmon [Four Gates] OWNERS: Open | Open 🠆 [New Members Slot] RANK: N/A CHAKRA USAGE: N/A CLASSIFICATION: Taijutsu DESCRIPTION: The Eight Gates are eight specific tenketsu on a person's Chakra Pathway System. They limit the overall flow of chakra within a person's body. The basis for the idea of the chakra gates comes from the body's limits on the functions within it. This makes the body much weaker, but it keeps the body from expiring too soon. Some people devote their lives and practice of body and mind to harmonise and make use of the Eight Gates: but through some reason or another, some people have gained partial access to its skills. Whether through sheer force of will, or by intense - but specialised training. These individuals have learned how to surpass their own physical abilities at the cost of extreme damage to their own body: even above those who have learned the Eight Gates in their 'prime' physical bodies. The effects of each gate last three rounds in a battle thread with the fourth exposing the user to fatigue proportional to the gate that was last opened (first gate gives some fatigue, fourth gate gives the most); this Fatigue can temporarily be waived by opening the next gate and 'accumulating' fatigue and in some cases, harm, from the previous gates. Kaimon [The Gate of Opening] - Located in the brain, this gate removes the restraints of the brain on the muscles so 100% of the user's strength can be used where as normally, a person can only use 20% of their muscles' strength to keep them from disintegrating. Kyuumon [The Gate of Healing] - Located in the brain, this gate forcibly increases the user's physical strength and temporarily re-energizes the body. Seunib [The Gate of Life] - Located on the spinal cord, this gate increases the user's strength and power. Due to the speed of blood flow, the user's skin turns a red coloration. Shomon [The Gate of Pain] - Located on the spinal cord, this gate increases the user's speed and power, but usually causes muscles to tear after use and occasionally while it is being used.

UNIQUE TECHNIQUES NAME: Seishin no masutā [Master of Spirit] OWNERS: Open | Open RANK: N/A CHAKRA USAGE: N/A CLASSIFICATION: Hijutsu | Ninjutsu DESCRIPTION: A Ninjutsu that displaces, and externalises their own chakra system into a sphere, connected by a single thread to their body's. Originally developed as a way to circumnavigate life and death itself, a failure made into a practical choice is that while the user's chakra source is physical and breakable as the material can be akin to a glass orb (for which the penalty of breaking is instant near-chakra exhaustion) - chakra comes pre-moulded, and akin to a 'sorcerers stone' - and can translates into vastly improved casting speeds for all types of techniques (but primarily Ninjutsu) without the need for handseals. If the orb breaks, as it is made of a relatively weak quality akin to glass: takes a long time in order for the user to gain access to their chakra as it has to 'manifest' again, taking upwards of 3 months. . A long and grueling process to be built back up, but possible with dedicated care put towards healing and rejuvenation. [OOCly 3 Months minimum since the 'break'. At least 4 Dedicated threads towards recuperation.] NAME: Satori no itsutsu no michi [Five Paths of Enlightenment] OWNERS: Open | Open RANK: N/A CHAKRA USAGE: N/A CLASSIFICATION: Hijutsu | Ninjutsu DESCRIPTION: The eight gates are a pathway to the physical energies, placing caps on them in order to allow a body to function over the course of a normal life. Similarly, the Tenketsu system in a human are designed to be left untouched: but they were honed and eventually weaponised by Shinobi. The Hyuga went even further, learning to attack them to affect the flow of chakra. They were not the only ones to weaponize the Tenketsu system. There are 'main' nodes of the Tenketsu, the mind, the heart and various organs across the body that serve to help circulate chakra among the remaining 351 nodes: with the primary being in the 'gut' area. This is replenished over time, allowing a Shinobi to fight another day. Others have learned to weaponize this in a similar way to Hachimon. These individuals have learned to surpass their own 'chakra-making' abilities at the exchange of years from their life. They can forcibly activate, and override the chakra making process - overloading their own bodies with chakra of their own creation that would take perhaps years of their life to make. Though there are 'four' steps and the technique is named as 'five' - one counts as two as they cannot be singularly activated. Tsuchi no mon [Gate of Earth] - located at the gut, and equivalent to a few years of their life, the user enjoys a new-found enhancement to their physical abilities (though not as much as would be found from the Hachimon technique) and greatly improving on their general Ninjutsu, or Genjutsu based abilities. Fire burns brighter, Genjutsu is vastly more vivid - but at this stage, more chakra also means more wasteful expenditure, even if they are more powerful. Hi no mon and Mizu no mon [Gate of Fire, Gate of Wood] - Located in the Lungs: activating this counts as activating gates two and three as they cannot be singularly activated. This is not without other costs, though: because internally their body will be burning up at the cost of this technique's gate: and will be suffering first to second degree burns internally, a pain that most will never have to experience. For this, the boon of power is granted: techniques can be 'brute forced' - that is, be done with half the seals they would ordinarily in exchange for vast quantities of chakra that would never ordinarily be needed, but such is the cost of wasteless expenditure. Techniques are vastly improved as a result. Kinzoku no mon [Gate of Metal] - Located at the Heart, and equivalent to 10 years off a user's life, is called the 'Gate of Metal' because it appears as though the user has been glazed over with an iridescent, near white shimmer - with a blue tint (or their natural color of chakra) this gate vastly improves the abilities (offensive, defensive, supplementary) of any techniques cast, but also casts them a second time from the same technique. One fireball becomes two, four hands become eight, etcetera. This is not without other costs, though: because like the previous gate, this gate amplifies the heat in which a person burns: burning the skin from their body very similarly to that of a Jinchuuriki's does, that they will still need immediate medical attention after the technique ends. Mokuzai no mon [Gate of Wood] - located at the brain, opening this gate will cause the user to glow a flaming aura of blue (or their natural color of chakra) as the final limiter is removed and their Tenketsu will burn and go through the entire life cycle of chakra it will ever produce for the rest of its life, exceeding the power of every other gate, the user is granted approximately a hundred times their normal power, far beyond that of the five Kage, but generally comes at the expense of their life. If one were to die from the effects of opening all Five Gates, they will crumble to ash, having virtually cooked themselves from the inside-out - a D-rank Fireball technique would be large enough to evaporate a large lake, and an S-rank inferno could devastate entire landscapes. Acquiring additional gates can be achieved by ranking up ones character or via appeals. These are the maximum number of gates a character can start off with by rank: Genin - 1 Chuunin - 3 Jounin - 4 Elite Jounin - 5

UNIQUE WEAPONS NAME: Aki no nakidori [Autumn Songbird] OWNER: Open RANK: S CLASSIFICATION: Offensive ELEMENT: N/A RESTRICTION: N/A APPEARANCE: A Golden Shakujō, is characterised as being a spear or staff with a circular head and several rings on the inside of the ring. It is ornate, with a single line of beads running up the inside of the circle: it is around the height of the average man - 67 inches in height from top to bottom. Its hilt is all gold, with the only other color at the tip of the bottom of the staff: a stainless steel metal, conical with a slight tip at the end so that it can be stabbed into the ground. ABILITIES: Aki no nakidori is a legendary weapon primarily for the use of Genjutsu, though it's design makes it a formidable staff for Bukijutsu in general. Its rings produce a parity and quality of noise that cannot be matched, absolutely pure in its tone: hitting a ring by itself will return a crystal clear 'A' note in return. Several of these together create an incredibly loud noise that can be heard over large distances. Techniques with this sword fall under this name Narasu jutsu [Chime Techniques]. NAME: Aki no nakidori [Autumn Songbird] OWNER: Open RANK: S CLASSIFICATION: Offensive ELEMENT: N/A RESTRICTION: N/A APPEARANCE: -- ABILITIES: --

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Indomitable will
While his ability to regenerate and resist death a total of six times makes him a fearsome opponent, among other boons: Akira has trained an unnerving amount in his anti-beat down potential. A will to match his physique, though lean and skin taut: Akira is incredibly difficult to put down and keep down. Anything less than lethal will only lead to a man who keeps getting up.

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Reaction suppression
One might think that it was a strange ability for one to have - but one that is so incredibly valuable to the hands of the right person. Over repeated courses of training, of fighting, and taking advantage of his boons - Akira has managed to repress natural reactions during a fight. What might seem arbitrary, manifests as lack of reaction in response to adverse stimuli. Stabbed? No flinching - no intake of breath. Punched? No squint or groan.

It doesn't stop physical reactions to stimuli; something intent on sending him sprawling will still do so, as will the loss of a limb if vital connections are severed. What this truly allows him to do is to take actions that would kill ordinary humans and use the openings that would ordinarily be used against him into a deadly weapon. To the Taijutsu fighter than utilises locks while he would still be in pain and forced to move in that direction, the moment between one lock and another where a combo might take place: he can still be undeterred in his striking. If he were stabbed from behind, rather than take a deep intake of breath and stop - he could turn and fight. This minute change, can produce a wide breadth of changes.

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Fear is... delicious.
It may come of no surprise that when you had an other half who trained extensively in poisons and a religion that forbids to grant people the mercy of a swift death that inevitably Akira would have been drawn to poisons. On top of the addition to his arsenal that he uses for his weapons, he is particularly good at creating poisons that target the amygdala: invoking particularly strong fear responses even for those who do not 'feel it.' Combined with his religious boon, and killing someone with fear becomes entirely possible.

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S-rank poison to accompany: a fear-inducing, gaseous poison that does not physically harm individuals, but sniffing it from nearby attacks caused, throws the amygdala into overdrive, invoking fear/anxiety responses. Extremely strong, that it does force affects from those who are typically 'unshakeable' because it produces physical responses.

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Enhanced Offensive Power
Having engaged in constant combat and training for combat, Akira has contorted the structure of their body that the outcome of being hit by Akira is comparable to being hit by a low-ranking technique.

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Akira can more acutely control the force he utilizes in his own physicality and techniques. What once might've been a simple punch can be more comparable to a stab, a chop to a wire, focusing the point of impact into smaller spaces than they were before.

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His hands have moulded into superior striking tools, legs structure refined for bursts of speed; a specimen of power. Functionally, this acts as a direct increase in acceleration and offensive power.

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Left Eye/Right Eye

By the use of highly specialised and continuous training for combat, the use of eyepatches and by receiving guidance - Akira has trained both of his eyes to achieve very different feats. For all intents and purposes, Akira will only use one eye at any given time, and use of both eyes negates the 'ability' of either eye in lieu for "full" vision.

Left eye:
To support his dominant side and swordhand (right) his left eye is trained in manners of combat, to catch precise movements that aid his countering abilities, to catch assassin-like shinobi hiding and hone in on the particulars and nuances of body movement. Of course, the main drawback is that while he gains a phenomenal perception, he loses one side of his vision which may draw attackers into this space.

Right Eye:
To support other types of combat. Suited to opportunities when issues arise for Akira: capable of seeing in very low lights, very bright lights, and most importantly: color distinction. This might not seem like a lot: but allows him to percept very clearly through vision obstructing techniques by the shades that persist inside low-vision areas to identify targets. Of course, the main drawback is that while he gains a phenomenal tactical perception, he loses one side of his vision which may draw attackers into this space.

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Obvious/Easy ones to write:

Reaction
Reflexes
Reserves

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chapter 01. ruination

"You are weak."

It was dim - their abode hidden deep within the leagues of land between places. Akira had been summoned there. He did not know for why, but the fact the Brain and the Harbinger themselves were there did not bode well. Sozin did it immediately and without question. Sozin had split up from Akatsuki for a while, having urgently needed to attend to something under the guise of delivering documents elsewhere for safe keeping purposes.

"You, Sozin, persist for as long as you are useful." The name had come to stuck since he had been communicating as such as the Councilman of Kusagakure.

"Yes." The man corrected. The Harbinger did not take kindly to the interruption to their flow. "If you address or talk another time without speaking, you will suffer consequences." They were stern - unforgiving. They had been doing this for much longer. "Yes, Harbinger. Please forgive this one." Sozin would show deference, his kneeling position had remained as such: in view of divine piety, he had no desire to anger the man with the connection to their irreverent God.

"Your body is sullied. Why?" The Harbinger asked initially. It seemed they knew something that he yet did not. "I was captured, Harbinger." Akira's voice was full of blame of himself, and it caused the Brain to tut. "You are still here..." their voice was almost... forgiving? Sozin could not tell at all.

This had been similar too, when he'd sat in the halls waiting to be judged by Takara - this was certainly more willing and if he ws no longer of use to Akui, his life would be forfeit and that would be it. The power of domination the Harbinger held over the other three - and those of the cult was maddening. But, it was just. It was right: his place was correct for as long as he was required. "If it pleases you, Harbinger." The brain wished to speak, only lightly stepping forward to make themselves known. The Harbinger would gesture with their hands to allow them the floor, but did not step backward or otherwise even provoke the thought that they were relinquishing control by the movement. The Brain however, did step forward - facing diagonally so as to not perceive themselves as ahead of the Harbinger. "I felt my connection weakening to you. This is not unusual... but you remained that way. Were you captured by Jihi?" Sozin thought about the response. "Yes, and no, I was not." Sozin answered both questions in the same breath. I was waiting for a time to regenerate but before I could, someone from my past entered ... the religion was unharmed. They were rogues. They are dead." Sozin gave his honest transcription. "Is this person an issue?" The brain would ask, flitting their look between the Harbinger and Sozin to see if the question was not pushing too far into their own jurisdiction.

Akira shook his head. "No. My mission and our purpose will always remain hidden." silence permeated the room like a rot. The Brain was deferring to the Harbinger to speak but they did not. It was a painful amount of time before the Brain spoke again, having assessed the long silence as permission to continue speaking. "I will be training you, as will the Tongue. If the Harbinger wishes to take over the act, they will." What they hadn't added was that this was at the behest of the Harbinger who continued to stare down at Akira wordlessly.

"I give my life to your servitude, Harbinger as our Lord's shepard." Noticeably not saying it to the Brain, and their face would show a look of anger. But, while the room was dim, it was tense: they did offer an olive branch. "This training is to toughen your soul. You are not mortal, arm. Know your place. To ... the Harbinger." It was almost as though they'd wanted to say something else but remembered their own place. "You will be tortured and we will see you fit to fight for Akui." The Brain stepped forward again - and immediately back when the Harbinger did.

"We are in need of more abominations, so if you find yourself desiring to back out now, this is a good time to do that." The Harbinger offered. "You will wish to forfeit, it will all be over in twenty four hours. Once you accept here, you will not get another chance to do so." It caused Akira to pause, would it truly be that bad? It was only twenty four hours. But, he believed their warning and would persist in spite of it. "...Harbinger, my Lord. I do not accept your mercy and wish to prove myself. I am found willing to serve, and will not be found of wanting."

They would let out a wicked grin. "Away with you." the smirk was still evident on their face, and the Brain would bow to the Harbinger - just as he would, and quickly begin walking away. "Come. Now." And rising to his feet, would leave throughout the way he'd came: down the dark corridor.

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Dark corridor led to bright room: bright by virtue of the candles, and the wax. It was a large room. If Sozin didn't know any better, since he had not been here previously: it was used to sacrifice people. That was because of the raised platform in the centre of the room, the circle, and the... abominations. They stood in the room, grunting - making their ethereal noises not born of this world. Disgusting, foul creatures found of wanting: and they paid the ultimate price, stewing in their own servitude and poor existence. Sozin willingly followed the Brain.

The Tongue was there, too: and they were as equally equanimous in the moment. Waiting in the centre. This was apparently their training room for the next twenty four hours. There seemed to be nothing to tie him down. "Strip down." Akira was ordered. Which he followed, without a doubt. "I'm glad to see you, little arm." The Tongue spoke salaciously. Pleased to see him - struck down. "If you want, we could fuck? Spend the next 24 hours rolling about the mud?" Their head tilted. By the way they spoke, Sozin couldn't help but feel lit up to their desire. But, it did not excite him: for he knew the Tongue, and knew that it was folly. No such offer had any substance.

Akira did not respond. They made a noise of ... whining? "Shame. Anyways. I'm going to torture - we're going to torture you." Their long fingers would point between the brain and themselves. "The Harbinger has confirmed to the Arm that they cannot back out now. 24 hours will begin. Maybe you'd like to pray to Jihi, arm?" They would speak cruelly, referencing to his past. Akira didn't need to look at their face to know they had spun a wicked grin in their cruelty. Akira shook his head. "No." It was hard to fight back to these two, he was considered the least favoured. But they were four: only the Harbinger truly held rank over them... even if he did feel equal.

He still had learning to do.

The Herald would make his way atop the platform.

They had managed to hide a table though at the foot of one of the corners of the raised altar he found himself on. It was full of all of the tools he would have expected to see. "Where should we start first, mind?" The Tongue spoke. "....Brain." The Brain corrected. The Tongue shrugged their shoulders. Three deviants and their abominations left alone in a room, where could they go wrong?

"Stay standing." The Brain would instruct Akira, and Akira would oblige. They selected an item. That item would be inserted to Akira - not in any natural opening, causing him to breath in deeply, but remain standing. They did it again: only in a different corner. They were really not holding back with the lethality, which he was already wracking himself with pain. And had less than a minute already passed? "If you can't stay standing, we'll set you on fire~" Their voice indicated enjoyment from the procedure. This would be done to all heretics taken alive: those found to refuse the corruption. In the world of Shinobi, many would fall to strong moral guidance. Sometimes with a God: sometimes without. Given that Akira was not fighting back and his only prerogative was to remain standing it was a simple enough task. It hurt like a bitch, it would cause him to draw breath: he was still human, and that was perhaps his own fault.

If he were fighting he knew his functions would shut down. And he'd realised that in this day and night and morning to pass before he was released: that death would come for him. Over and over again. Another stab - this time in one of his lungs, causing him to start having laboured breathing. "Ah ah ah-" Akira was heeled over, but not quite on the floor, bent at the hip. A kick from the behind would cause him to stumble forward and eventually fall - but not without lack of trying.

"...Aw.." They couldn't seem further from sadness if they tried.

Twenty three hours, fifty six minutes to go.

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For what it was worth, they had fulfilled their promise within long. Something had been poured over him - a foul smelling gel or tar like something. That burned, by itself: every time it went over an open wound- it stung. But on top of the wounds he had been caused, his mouth and lungs filling up with blood, his laboured breathing it was only going to get so much worse.

One of the candles would be thrown at Akira's body: and it would set alight. Though he had been at death's door, received a second comeuppance as he began to writhe. Red hot. White hot. Nothing else. Put it out, he thought. His skin was coming off. Noise bufooned from him like a dying animal and it was only met with either laughter or silence - laughter from the tongue, silence from the Brain. It took too long for Sozin to die, everything was alive. On fire. Burning. Things were blackening, but the fire wasn't burning out. Why wasn't it burning out?

There was no way to describe how alive Akira felt. How real he was, how everything was active and working in beautiful harmony to remind him that he was alive and like anything that was alive, how the desire to alleviate its pain was present. It was...horror. Hell on earth and it was so far from over - it wasn't like Yoko, wasn't like poison. No, they had intended on taking every benefit that he received and turned it on his head. By the stench of Akui, gods it reeked: to some deviants, a delectable smell. To Akira: his own nightmare.

He did wonder - how was this supposed to help? Help him? This was morbid. Evil. But he was evil. Maybe he deserved it. It was all with good purpose. So he could be a better servant - but Gods he already wanted it to end. There was no end to it, and it would not take the man long to begin wishing he had taken the easy road.

The flames did eventually run out of tar, leaving back a blackened husk - alive, but wishing it were dead. The noise had stopped, though, he couldn't make anything - but there was movement. "It's alive still." The Brain would comment. "Indeed. Another round of fire?" They wondered with an inquisitive tone. "No." And the Tongue would oblige the intended request, pushing deep into his internal side their own arm - and that would conclude a life.

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It was a cool and rejuvenating feeling to be brought back. Sozin's body would bring itself to standing as the body rapidly repaired itself - skin knitting together and bringing back its color. An eye returning, from what had been lost. It had been a boon to bring him back to standing - as his muscles tensed and it was uncanny the way he returned back to form. One blink. Back to alive. Currently: he felt great. That would not last for long. "I don't have unlimited favour with Akui. Be qualitative." Akira would ask. The Brain would immediately respond with a devastating kick that would send Akira flying from the arena and into a stone wall, crushing his back against it. "You dare to tell me what to do?" The Brain hissed. Akira would have brought himself to a stand had one of the many abominations not plucked him from the air and thrown him right back into the ring again.

"You had best not die enough, it matters not to me - just don't die, cockroach." The Brain's voice was seriously demented, warped, evil as they hissed: and though they tried to use their dark whispers, it was for naught - they all had it. It would not bother Akira at all as he came to a stand, but would be stopped as the Brain grabbed him by the hair and held him out of the way of being able to stand upright himself.

"You can. I'm not going to offend the Harbinger." The Tongue would not back the Brain up on this - causing a look between them. There was... a definitive power struggle between the two of them, but even Akira wasn't being considered a part of it. That was how full of themselves they were. The Brain dropped Akira, and he would thump against the floor. Still - it wouldn't break him yet for this death and he was a little bit stronger this time around, because in this lit arena room, light breaths of steam would come from his own mouth.

So what else could they come up with? Akira didn't dare dream because that might've made it real. They both stood before him having their own little discussion - but then they turned to face Akira. "My turn..." The Tongue spoke. Again, happy enough. They were truly a fanatic. And - try as he might, Akira tried not to fight back as they beat him up using Taijutsu. His naked body was being bruised away, broken: but right now, it was all internal. This wasn't too bad, though he felt himself numbing, swelling up. He had been beaten up a lot in his life and this was just training right now. But, it was devolving. What were punches were becoming heavy hitting strikes. Until, at some point, Sozin had awoken from a round of trying to see through his swollen cheeks and eyes and bruises to know that he was being held up by two abominations as the Tongue was wailing on him constantly, drawing out breaths, coughs and blood from his body. This was a Taijutsu beating for sure. So many bones inside his body were broken and his breathing had become laboured yet again. Fractures, his jaw was broken - so the only noises he made were garbled messed. The Tongue would take it as an opportunity though to move on to a new area: testing where and how the anatomy of the body worked. That would begin by dislocating his joints.

One by one. And back in again. And then broken: fingers bent back. The damage was certainly accumulating as time went on and while it was primarily blunt in nature, it was still taking a toll of a different kind. Akira had not yet mustered the braveness to fight back yet though he knew it was within his power to...

His mind was being focused on other things. It didn't stop the pain: Akira still felt every bit of it. But there were moments he was able to have clarity. His head bobbing above the waves of a crashing ocean, a breath every once in a while. That was the feeling he would cling to as he was being beat up. And at some point, they'd moved from body to a blunt object: a bat. It was the loss of a couple of teeth and Akira running his tongue inside his mouth to realise they'd gone.

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Changed: Hover image
Changed: Fighting style, completely
Updated: Appearance (Clothing)
Updated: History (added IC)
Renamed SA abilities (but not descriptions)

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BASIC INFORMATION

NAME: Satori Akira Junichi Sozin
AGE: 20 (spiritual age) 34 (physical age)
GENDER: Male
BIRTHDAY: December 1st, -25 SD
VILLAGE: Kusagakure no Sato
RELIGION: Followers of Akui
MILITARY RANK: Jōnin
MILITARY RANK: Chūnin
POSITION: Council Member
OTHER ALIAS:
No aliases (yet)

APPEARANCE

Height: 5ft 9in / 175cm
Weight: 154 lbs / 69.8kg

Still tall, Akira's transcended body stands at a flat five foot nine inches. Unlike before, Akira is much less imposing, much less threatening and generally more mild mannered looking. Akira is brown-to-dark haired, a full head of hair, the new form still has the very same pair with some signs of age with some greyer hairs among the brown. His hair is short, but softer in nature and only lightly crossing over his forehead just past his eyes. A very angular jaw, small - but pointed chin. In spite of his hair though is younger looking skin great with lightly calloused knuckles. Healthy enough, considering.

Remove the clothing, and you would see that unlike his previous iteration he is much skinnier, sitting between 154-160lbs depending on the season. That is: untrained, just like that of a civilian. Dressed exceedingly averagely, simple cloth - he would be more akin to being a beggar than that of a formerly world class Shinobi. His clothing is poor, usually from poor materials, sewn hems and all. Because of the lack of wardrobe, he only has a few pairs of clothes, generally brown in nature: and quite traditional.

Although he has a deep voice, Sozin generally talks with a soft, silky lilt to his words: generally soft mannered by (and characterised by the use of italicization) even if his content is very contrasted to the tone of his voice. Though, he still bares the same talking style and use of language as the body he formerly inhabited is somewhat more difficult to shake. On fewer occasions, perhaps in cases of genuine stress (and characterised by the use of the bold) or other reasons does his voice take on much harsher, sharp pronunciation.

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PERSONALITY

Fragmented and torn, a mortal not fit for purpose, reincarnation and death have dealt a blow to Akira's psyche. Because of his new face, Akira has difficulty understanding who he is. At points, the body he inhabits is cryptic, vague, and very hesitant to ever mention his former name, though he recognises who he is, where he came from, and how he came to be there - has a great disdain for human life and is generally apathetic in his outlook in life, for his lack of love towards gods in general, excluding his master.

Akira is a bold personality, in spite of it all and holds even greater malice than that of his past life due to Akui's influence. He is not without his human element in the ability to show compassion and sympathy for other humans, only that with his ascension to his role left his empathy in the past. An incredibly misleading front -Akira is wholly loyal to Akui and Akui only, traversing the lands to praise the fake religion set up to draw in the infidels. Though he does and is, he does not understand why it drives him to do the things he does, beyond the fact that he enjoys it - in some senses, Akira is evil. This manifests as being arrogant of his own nature; a man of such self grandiosity that not one, but two gods were fighting over him. That he seemed bound to the elemental nations: even in spite of his own mortality. This one would not be spent in mercy.

At the same time, a duty to his God to bring followers, and will use the appropriate moment to bring it up, using people's weakness and their troubled times to the wish of his Lord, to kill and give.

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HISTORY - old profile

Satori Akira. A noble Shinobi of Iwagakure no Sato was burdened as a Genin to become the Jinchuuriki of the Gobi: the most stoic, yet least favourable and proclaimed difficult bijuu to control for its ability and desire of freedom. Because of that singular event, a Shinobi destined for averageness was transformed into something else entirely, and set about a course to try and change the world. That failed; and he was punished for it. He was given another chance by a benevolent god filling out the primordial desire for hope, and that too, was squandered by the use of Chakra and an attempt to change fate - and he died, once more.

So,

How was he alive?

Love found a way.

The last you'd have ever thought to hear of Satori Akira was as a cautionary tale, one of a god with wings who flew too close to the sun, and crashed down to earth. You'd have been correct to assume dead, murdered, by his abandonment alongside former lover, Tsukimi Yoko. But, assumptively, he had never shown at their rendezvous point. Yoko was an ANBU - a person who tracked down and killed people for a living, taking on more tasks than ever necessary. She came across a disbanded caravan of mercenaries, of how a wealthy and orange haired merchant tried to pass through, and their eventual disappearance into the night - and the trail ended there.

Presumed dead, again, Yoko was unable to contain herself: and set out again. If it could be done once, it could be done again. Through the nations, eventually settling upon the dim interior of the cult of Akui, she who had the ability to find departed souls. She was going off a hunch, but truly, desperate times called for desperate measures. A live sacrifice was needed - that was easy to do. A sacrifice provided. But she had not known exactly what she was getting herself into. She had been lucky enough in guessing that his disappearance was because of his death, not to why that happened.

Still, a live male was procured - the ritual done. And a God, who took a departed soul, decided that this too, would be someone useful to corrupt the virtues, to serve thy master, to enlighten the infidels - and to torment Akui's own brother. This was pleasing. This servant had used chakra in their past life? That was of no concern.

"No," it thought. And again, the twisted experiment came to fruition and out of it the old consciousness in a new body. He, was back again. The power of a god was insurmountable, and his loyalty could be bended, just as it had with so many other followers before.

His mortal mind couldn't understand being placed inside a new body, back again - he had crumpled to dust in a desert, and was now inside another body? That, contending with a live sacrifice meant an entirely new person, a new being. Akira himself couldn't fathom it, and yet still he fell to a prostration in front of his new lord. Akira thought it pleased Akui greatly.

Akira fell into a new routine immediately, but it was not lost on him that this was not for free, and he was quickly being taught the way, and that very nature was separating him from his true love, so he thought. Yoko was eventually pushed aside, but that didn't matter to Akira. He was something new.

In the six months of a new body, he adjusted - finally able to leave the land, no longer chased for his orange hair, but it fell upon him to kill - in a body not designed to contain him, puzzled him greatly. He couldn't even will himself the thought of using chakra, it just - never came across his mind. All there was, to serve his master.

Serve Akui.

What he had not anticipated, was that Akira had inhabited the body of a Kusagakure Jonin, Junichi Sozin - the Religion of Akui being focused and based in Nohara no Kuni, made it simple enough to choose a person. Sprung on by Yoko as an subdue-ing, a simple enough attack from the dark: and now he had an identity. Nakehara Ichi, was the one who came upon the Jonin - having already known the "person" by name, guided Akira back to the village - right to the hospital. To that point, was a free agent and outside of the confines of usual guidance. But, this was a problem he would have to navigate himself - Akira ran with it, saying that he suffered amnesia - and re began his life as a Shinobi... but under Akui's guidance, he knew what he needed to do. That was to serve - and this was something that Yoko was not unfamiliar with. She had always been kind to Akira's temper, and his malicious tendencies in past endeavors and had forgiven him for it when it was appropriate.

But, she began falling out of favour when she hadn't realised the religion she had so gracefully given her love to had yet to take its pound of flesh. She could abide by some of his lesser traits - but not the disgusting murders. It was one thing to be a Shinobi who deserved it and had wronged him so personally; but civilians? That was not tenable. She had thought that in Akui, Jihi's Yin - was a dark side for good reason. She had made one fatal, mortal flaw: that he would be the same in the way Jihi provided for him. The religion had been set up as a purpose to draw in people; she thought the same of this religion in all her desire to have him return that there couldn't have possibly been a darker side to it.

With Akira inside the village of Kusagakure no Sato, trying to get his bearings; Yoko being unable to personally get inside, the only time that she saw him was when he was out on the 'prowl' - ever the faithful servant. But who was serving? His appearance was changed, his personality was changed, and Yoko realised that Akira was no longer the person she had brought back to life. No - this was different, and in shame, she disappeared.

Leaving Akira to his new life.

Akira became a herald rather quickly because of his creative use of his new body and position; aiming to set course a plot that would see Akui's religion become the hotspot, to entrench it so deeply into Kusagakure no Sato's way of life that it became taught in the Shinobi Academy; and he works slowly away at chipping away the integrity that Kusagakure no Sato stood for - to serve Akui.

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FIGHTING STYLE

Having taken more time to understand his new body, Akira is much more talented at using Bukijutsu and combat, returning to who he was as a Chunin while in Iwagakure. What he has not yet learned to do is raise himself to new heights: and continues to learn and invest his time in the art of fighting with weaponry. For all intents and purposes, the test drive has finished and his physical prowess is more combat ready than who he had been six months ago.

His style does bare a note of arrogance: because of his unique boons, the ability to revive six times has led to him being a bit more sure to trade death for death: though he is not so easy as to throw his own lives away as they are precious. But, having chosen a specialty and type of weaponry toward the use of lightweight weaponry he holds a style of harm first, death later. That includes more taunting styles of fighting, while also slowly impeding his opponents in any way possible, no holds barred.

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COMBAT INFORMATION

NATURAL CHAKRA: Fūton
CHAKRA AFFINITIES: Fūton
SOLE SPECIALIZATION: Bukijutsu

INVENTORY

Backpack

• Spare clothes
• Basic Medical Kit
• Basic Map
• 2 weeks rations
• 2L Waterskin

Waist

• Mercy (left hip)
• Piety (right hip)

Left Thigh Pouches

• 10 | Leniency
• 01 | Bell

Right Thigh Pouches

• 05 | Leniency
• 01 | Bell

Legs

• 500lbs | Weights

SPECIAL ABILITIES

Follower of Akui

Born into the body of a older Jonin and incapable of using chakra in any form, Akira cannot even think about the use of chakra against the will of his Lord; as a mere human and mortal, his fate is bound by the Leader of the Akui, and Akui itself. Later blessed (though, the Arm being the least favoured by the God) Akira was presented and blessed with an artificial heart comprised of the muscle and adrenal gland of his God. This grants him the gift of rebirth a total of six times (but not becoming immune to what has killed him) per thread.

Each rebirth enrages, and reenergises Akira: incrementally increasing his strength and speed to that his final reincarnation will make him a dastardly opponent to deal with, as well as nary running out of breath mid fight. This same 'life blood' that circulates through his body even produces steam with each breath, incrementally becoming more deadly to those around him.

Each death brings about a slight, subtle cosmetic change: lines running across his body and growing red hot by each death - to where at a final death would look akin to someone who had opened the gates - growing bigger in size after each death.

A boon granted to all of the Followers of Akui is their ability to subtly manipulate individuals; to emit a dark of feeling of dread and coldness (when they wish) and also exists to heighten the target's existing feelings so that they can be slowly proselytize them. [If a Follower of Jihi is present, Jihi's Calm and Dark Whispers will cancel one another out as if the SAs were not present.]

Speed

While the body Akira inhabits and owns by Akui's favour exists, Akira has been able to make some use of the body. The former Jonin, Sozen, had spent a great deal of time training their speed and evasiveness - making them a dastardly opponent to fight against.

Dexterity

Initially designed for the use of forming handseals quickly, the body Akira inhabits was very dextrous: though his own focus was on forming handseals, Akira easily applied it to the use of weaponry to become a more effective weapons master.

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TECHNIQUES

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OUT OF CHARACTER INFORMATION

CHAT NAME: Akira-san
HOW'D YOU FIND US?: -
ACCENT: 8a69f1
LOCKER COMBO: 47-AK-124
FACE CLAIM SERIES: Bleach
FACE CLAIM NAME: Aizen Sōsuke

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BASIC INFORMATION

NAME: --
AGE: --
GENDER: Female
BIRTHDAY: January 1st -SD
VILLAGE: -
CLAN: -
MILITARY RANK: Chūnin
POSITION: Operations Member 1
OTHER ALIAS:
No aliases (yet)

APPEARANCE

Height: 5ft 5in / 165cm
Weight: -

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PERSONALITY

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FIGHTING STYLE

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COMBAT INFORMATION

NATURAL CHAKRA: Fūton
CHAKRA AFFINITIES: Fūton
PRIMARY SPECIALIZATION: Bukijutsu
SECONDARY SPECIALIZATION: Genjutsu

INVENTORY

Backpack

• 1
• 2
• 3
• 4
• 5

SPECIAL ABILITIES

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OUT OF CHARACTER INFORMATION

CHAT NAME: Akira-san
HOW'D YOU FIND US?: -
ACCENT: 4ae619
LOCKER COMBO: -
FACE CLAIM SERIES: Horizon Zero Dawn
FACE CLAIM NAME: Aloy

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