Jounin
Mokuntaku
 |  Subject: The Journey to Master One's Body (Chisosa Training)  Fri Feb 07, 2014 8:41 am | |
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The Journey to Master One's Body What was the true power of the Chisosa? Mokuntaku was legendary as the only person currently in his clan to possess such a mutation, yet no one even knew its capabilities. So why such recognition? How come something so unknown was so legendary? It’s not like Moku was strong... he is a Jounin, but he isn’t deserving of such respect. Only the elders knew what the Chisosa did, and even then, they did not know the extent of its capabilities, just that it dealt in blood.
Oh well. Moku’s mission of the day? Answer all of those question. More particularly, to gain some sort of proficiency with his Chisosa, or even determine if he truly possesses such capabilities, or if the elders are getting too old to think straight. Should Moku turn out to have such capabilities, he could become powerful... strong enough to be the Head of his Clan even, and at the very least he would be a known prodigy for generations to come.
The man slowly strolled through the Kusamuragakure no Sato towards his destination, taking in all the smells and sights. He’d lived here all of his life, and still the beauty of the wildlife around him aroused a deep sense of calm and satisfaction within his soul. It seemed as if the entire Jungle had been painted pink, with the soft leaves flowing in the breeze, swirling around and taking their entire life to simply fall to the ground. They muffled the footsteps of the man as his foot hit the ground, turning his already Jounin stealth into complete silence.
His feet came to a stop as he arrived at the Kaguya Temple, a particularly old and beautiful Sakura tree hanging over the entrance. Once more his feet resumed their pace as the Shinobi climbed the stairs leading to the temple and pushed through the doors blocking him from the residence of the clan elders. He intended on doing this training in their presence so as to at the very least obtain a level of guidance or advice. The Kaguya made his way quietly to the center of the temple, stopping and facing the five elders along the wall that stood across from the main entrance.
The elders knew his purpose for being in their presence, so after a swift bow to show his respect, Moku pushed them directly out of his mind. He had no clue what he would do or where he would start with this training, and distractions would not exactly lessen that pressure. The scene had apparently already been prepared for his presence as a bowl to catch his blood sat close by and bandages directly next to it. As Moku sat on his rear, cross-legged, and placed the bowl on his lap, the elders remained completely silent. It was almost as if this was a sacred event to them, and Moku was going to perform some type of ritual.
The man held out his left hand as a pointed bone extended a few inches out from the palm, easily sharp enough to draw blood. Moku placed the point of the protruding bone at the base of the middle finger on his right hand, applying just enough force for it to sink slightly into his hand, forcing out a small droplet of blood. He then traced a five pointed star on the palm of his right hand by dragging the point of the bone into the needed shapes. The bone protruding from his hand slowly regressed back inside of his skin, and he clenched his right hand into a fist over the bowl and let it fill about halfway with blood before wrapping his hand in the bandages.
He sat now, completely still, searching within his mind to find somewhere to start or something to do to begin the process, but came up completely blank. Pulling himself back into the material world, the Kaguya glanced up at his panel of elders. He simply received a nod from the one in the middle, completely devoid of what it meant or what he was supposed to do. He let his head hang once more, now staring completely blankly at the bowl. He offered a weak smile, completely clueless before the words of one of the elders reached his ears; “Use your chakra. It is Ninjutsu you are learning.”
Moku silently begged for more, but knowing he would not get the additional advice he sought, he dipped his finger into the bowl, holding a condensed amount of chakra in his forefinger, doing nothing more than willing the blood towards his fingers. Simply put, the attempt failed and the blood remained completely still. He instead attempted to draw his finger throughout the bowl in an attempt to make at least a small amount of blood follow it, however he only succeeded in making himself seem like he was performing a sacrifice.
The male tried many other things from trying to make it multiply to heating it up, to solidify it and to turn it into a mist, all coming to the inevitable failure. Thoughts raced through his mind and he felt as if he was missing a key, as if there was some important fact or step he was missing. Moku gained a quizzical look on his face and looked up to the elder panel once more, addressing all of them and none of them. “May I have permission to view the old legends and scriptures to see what I can derive?” He was answered with only a nod from the elder in the middle.
At this, Moku stood and walked toward the right side of the room, being careful not to knock over his bowl of blood as he stepped over it. He walked through a small door and found himself in an old dusty room whose only distinguishing feature from a broom cupboard was size. It was old, damp, and moldy with very poor lighting. It stank as if the wood beneath his feet was rotting and there were old scrolls and scriptures hanging in shelves and falling over them.
Moku spent hours scouring through the texts, finding little more than legends and research on the Shikotsumyaku. It took well into the night to find anything relevant; the journal of one of his ancestors. Toro Kaguya was Moku’s great-plus-about-a-million-more-greats grandfather, and he was a man who had possessed both the Chisosa and Tansososa. Carrying this at his side, Moku re-entered the Temple’s main chamber to see that only two elders remained, and only one of whom had been there before.
Moku afforded them no real recognition this time, and simply plopped right down and began his analysis of the journal. It didn’t go back to as far as when the man was training his Chisosa and Tansososa, but it did describe certain feelings and sensations he had when he used them, as well as some Jutsu he came up with later in his life. It detailed how he used it in battle and in training, as well as dangers and problems he had come across while using it. After reading for a bit, Moku set the book aside and once more picked up his bowl.
After having sat for so long, the bowl of blood was cold. Not icily so, but it had cooled from his normal body temperature down to room temperature. Glancing at the journal, Moku once more dipped his index finger into the bowl of his blood and applied chakra, attempting to make the blood rush to his finger. This time, again. to no avail. However, he DID feel a slight drainage of his chakra as if he’d used a Jutsu and just could not detect its result. A smile spread across his face now as encouragement and excitement filled his heart.
The man now tried to do something simpler that was talked about in the journal. Instead of adding or changing energy to manipulate the blood, he would simply try to add more blood. While at first he was completely unsuccessful, he still felt the chakra pull and used this as motivation to keep going. He worked at it until the pain in his neck kept it so stiff he actually had to struggle to straighten it again, before once more diving into the bowl.
The ecstatic scream of the word “YES!!!” marked Moku’s success. He’d not only succeeded in adding more blood to the bowl, but now the entire floor of the Kaguya Temple was covered in blood. One would almost think there had been a slaughter if it weren’t completely devoid of bodies. Moku smiled ear to ear at the elders who simply gaped at the large mess before darting out the door into the night, ready for some much needed rest so that he could tackle something new when he awoke. Perhaps Moku could be the prodigy that came once in a score of generations. Maybe from him could come more users of the Chisosa, and from them more, until the Kaguya ascended into greatness. Only time could tell...
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Oujoukage
Eden
| | Subject: Re: The Journey to Master One's Body (Chisosa Training) Fri Feb 07, 2014 7:32 pm | |
| Good! Approved! Now, you may use the Chisosa ability. |
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