Konoha Cemetery

[Kami Shia]

Kami Uchiha

As he observed the conversation between Lord Ketsugo and the Flame Demon Suzaku, Kami could clearly tell there was some tension between the two. He was very fond of how Suzaku would address the eleventh Hokage. If Lord Eleventh order it, Suzaku's foolish tone could've easily triggered Lord Ketsugo into branding him a traitor and immediately ordering for his arrest. Calmly stepping between Ketsugo and his adversary Kami, would turn his attention towards the Flame Demon, his face hidden behind the iconic anbu mask of the hidden leaf; with his identity hidden he'd act accordingly to his recent orders as to scout and vacate the premises of all but the Hokage and the anbu black ops. Activating his Sharingan to prepare for any drastic surprise attack, with the history of the old shinobi world Kami felt as if that a betrayal could happen right before his eyes. His eyes were hidden behind his mask, concealing the young Uchiha's crimson glare.

"Excuse me, but I must ask you to leave or you will have to be escorted by whatever means necessary."

Attempting to diffuse the situation before it can escalate any further. He had heard rumors of the nine tails resurfacing within the Land of Fire but he had no idea how the Hokage planned to deal with the biju. Concerned for the safety of the village he feared and hoped Lord Ketsugo wouldn't anger the nine tails as he'd hate to have to be part of the generation responsible for the Kurama attacking the village again. The young Uchiha had many questions he would have liked to ask involving the current events reported within the land. Kami would remain calm and strictly follow the Hokage's orders. However he couldn't help but to wonder what it would be like to meet a creature such as the nine tails and how would he react to a human that may show him kindness. Hoping that the plan to capture the nine tails run smoothly with minimum to no casualties including Kurama himself. However Kami would focus on the task at hand not taking an eye of the Flame Demon Suzaku the young Uchiha continued to keep a close eye for he could not risk letting Suzaku to attempt to assassinate Lord Ketsugo, for committing treason would result in immediate extermination.​

 

[Davon]

The message Sorcerer delivered struck a nerve, as it had managed to cause a wound to the little flame’s ego. It was something the Sage anticipated, something that had been expected to happen and did. The flame had lost temper, and by default allowed its temperature to flare. The lack of emotional intelligence screamed volumes, and it was the primary reason the man could not lead the nation. The Sage eyes analyzed; the cerulean iris observed the fiery expression. It’s seemingly artic gaze brushing off the collision coming from the demon.

Suzaku’s derisory reaction was pathetic. The flame was untamed and exposed in voluminous way. Therefore, left the man to be exploited. The eyes sage had been deeper than what they appeared – it was something known only to the Aka Majishan. Nevertheless, Suzaku’s reaction was predicted, resulting in the two being in a standoff. The Hokage looked at misguided confidence while allowing the flame to finish his deluded speech. In comparison, Suzaku was a fire ant standing against a behemoth from the Isles of the Elephants. Suzaku was embarrassing himself; did he forget that he was never inaugurated as Fire Shadow? Only serving as interim for less than two days then vanishing the next after each stint. It was a shame to the land of fire and the people that had once upon a time, approved.

It was well known throughout the land of fire, that eventually resulted in Suzaku having minimal political grip as well as microscopic public relations to any or anyone. Candidly, due to selfish choice, not once but twice left his reputation damaged as a shinobi within the village. The fire demon however was still feared by others, and respected by others who knew of the might he possessed. His current attendance at this location was because of Ketsugo, and by the Hokage will – without it he could be anywhere else. Regardless, Ketsugo had gathered the information that he already needed in the sage response. Part of the information gathered was that, Suzaku was no threat to the Land of Fire. He like anyone could be squashed and stomped on by Ketsugo should the need arise.

The Red Sorcerer was disappointed, thwarted because the responsibility fell to him. And being competent, skilled and experienced has conditionally made him the best candidate for the position. It was a fate time and space laid out for him, across various multiverses that the constant could not escape. The Majishan did not want to gala with his comrade, but the charge over a population required a steady hand. In addition, to maintain command in all ranks meant there could be no cracks, leaks, or a hole could open a pressure explodes from it. The Sage had been serving over the last eighteen years as Hokage, and prior serving as leader of the Land of Rivers. Previous to that duty, orchestrating and securing a safe nation for Takumi No Sato and Tanigakure. The work never ended, the charge never left, only the obligation changed. He was able to understand, truly that he is a – human sacrifice, for that is how he lived life. Suzaku was a man that lived his life not as a humble servant, and this was known.

However, the Sage spoken before Suzaku could address Kami.

“Piles of ash is what death looks for, know that - Death Stares at all “Doors”- and anticipates what is predestined to happen… For when it happens… Death is at the Door. Knowing who walks through…Do not delude yourself any further.”

The Hokage retorted, sharply, and sternly. These words were delivered with a powder keg of a warning. With these words communicated, heard, and transmitted effectively. Suzaku no doubt heard them. The resolve of Ketsugo projected outwards of himself, instinctively. However, subconsciously controlled and intended around himself; seemingly to serve as a shield and reject what may be intended for harm his way. Though, that was not the truth. As quick as the emission released the ground the Hokage stood upon splintered, causing a creaking sound to signal the tension raising. This happened as a Ketsugo contained himself, reflexively, understanding that if a projectile of his thought-waves reached his comrade a disastrous fight could break out. If, and as he anticipates correctly, Suzaku forces his hand then maybe the area would transform. As after he finished speaking, no more than a second passed as Suzaku addressed Kami and following Kami responded.

The Majishan raised his arm upwards into the air suddenly, motioning quickly back downwards horizontally. It came down with grace like a great man holding an axe, cutting smoothly through the air as a blade passing through water. With his arm landing horizontal in the space, Ketsugo then dropped it down back to his side. All were paying attention, as if all eyes were glued. He continued onwards with words.

“It is at this moment in history, where our actions will resonate throughout the world. It is not the end, but the continuation of a cycle. A cycle of constants, an unfiltered and raw process of life and death. With the emergence of tailed beast, there is no doubt that we will begin the hunt. Our target will be the most competent of the Tailed Beast, intelligence and utility is and has always been these lands greatest asset. The skill and information that the nine-tails hold, will bolster our military might manifolds.

The formation of this mission is as follows,

The first layer will be, Anbu and Suzaku securing a perimeter mile surrounding the Tailed Beast. This will serve as a defense to allow no one through.

The second layer will consist of my covert assistant with a designated unit, they will be setting up a massive formation across but within the perimeter. In case the first layer of defense is breached, the second is to be back-up.

The third layer, will be myself and four others to take on the Tailed Beast. Now I’ll find him”

The Sage had finished and gave no further answer.

Perception was different for everyone. However, time was a constant and that is a truth. Sometimes people minds make up reality, but reality is not always truth; because subjective reality is not – truth – it’s perception. Truth is factual, accurate and absolute. Most could never grasp the paradox, therefore, unaware and unconscious of information. The Sage abhorred not knowing what he wanted, it was essential to be privy to what the universe holds. It was important to be able to become aware and take control of its tools, and so the red-haired Sage did.

Both eye lids of the Majishan closed, and as it shut within an instantaneous moment something drastic happened. An insurmountable amount of energy flowed inside of the six-foot standing Sage. The energy was instinctively blending, coursing its flow throughout the chakra circulatory system fueling cells, organs, bones and other things by an extreme amount. There was much to the Tusk Sage Mode, however, the Kage did not intend to reveal much as he connected to the natural forces of the world. The world was interconnected, intertwined and stitched together neatly. It was difficult to comprehend for most, but the Sage was able to feel it intimately. Woven intricately, like a spider weaving a web or like a builder designing and constructing a maze. The sage was able to see it all and now was the moment to see it all. The Aka Majishan opened his mind’s eye consciously, extending the range of sensory to unrestrained parameters. Simultaneously, compounding the asset of the Ageless Canvassing Seal, utilizing the Waters of Time and its advantageous aptitude of peering through the fabric of time and space.

The man who eyes lids now opened donned the Divine Orbs of Time 神 オーブ の 時間 Kamiobu Jikan, a first-time revelation to all who stood before him. They would see its majestic and heavenly glow, spinning and churning, seemingly ticking in the clockwise and counter clockwise direction all at once. It was alluring solely based on its unique visual appearance, such a unique aesthetic similar to Dojutsu. Many would assume such, and maybe even concern some.

The natural world is filled with billions of living things, but nature always had its few particulars – and these essentials are what are known as Tailed Beast. They are from nature, therefore of nature, and their natural essences relating to nature. However, unlike most things from nature Tailed Beast were absolutes. A force of nature, carrying an intense and condensed form of unbridled power and strength. Such intensities in their essences, would allow them to be a beacon to a man who could already find a needle in a haystack. As a constant in-tune with nature, the Sage peered through the fabrics of time and space of the present. Flowing seamlessly through, accessing different streams of temporal and spatial points within the dimension of the sensory utilization. He was able to pick up on various chakra signatures of rivaling that of the lowest tailed beast, however, the echelon was far higher and allowed the numbers within his perception to narrow. Allowing the Sage to sense, as well as see, what he was looking at and for. Whatever was of no concern held no conscious retainment, however, subconsciously memory seals were applied and move to a bank within the recess of the mind in case he wanted to capitalize on it. Crossing the world, and crossing through its time and space without actually moving was a stupendous only the greatest sensors could do. The method which was used, a method only the Sage can. The motion within the Kamiobu Jikan speed up, as a result of passing over something from a distant land. It seemed as though, the world had literally…stopped.

The Sage had been plunged elsewhere, far from the Land of Fire, far from where he consciously was. It was as though he had entered a point in time, where his surroundings were unrecognizable. Yet, he was still upon the Impure Land and upon the earth. His feet touched a solid surface, moving his standard issued shinobi sandals around the dark salted water crossed over his feet and through the sage toes. The temperature was warm, impassioned than usual and it had given a shot of concern to run through the Aka Majishans body. It caused for the Kamiobu Jikan to reverse in motion, this happened as a result of the layers of consciousness reacting through the Ageless Canvassing Seal to prepare for an unpredictable circumstance, or condition of reality.

As his feet pressed through the waters, and with his eyes glowing in darkened atmosphere of nothingness. There was a feeling of dread, it was a supernatural feeling that carried its weight throughout the entirety of the expanse. It was heavy, substantial, and spacious in class.

Ketsugo only experienced something like this once, and that was when entering the Isles of the Elephants. Whatever he has discovered was a force of nature, and as the red-head continued to roam he could see nothing. It was as if he was at the beginning, as well as the end. It felt familiar to a Tailed Beast but it was not. And for some reason, he could not see what it was within time and space. It was as if something or rather someone was a hole, in between not just earth but time and space. This was not possible, maybe the Sage had to search whatever this is harder. However, before the Majishan could begin a wave of calamity rushed through. The color of the presence seemed to take on a physical form, of a purple gaseous hue. It’s ethereal ghost-like structure circled around, at speeds surpassing the sound barrier and continued to grow in mass and weight. It was as if there were thousands of terrified souls screaming, screeching outwards with the sudden protrusions of fangs. A gaping mouth, readied to devour all within its path. It was a construct, a creature of pronounced power and that worried the Sage. It was something that was comparable in essence to a Tailed Beast, but something unfamiliar. Unaware of this force of nature, concerned a man who for the first time in a long time understood fear again. It felt as if the Sage experienced a finality. As the gaseous structure seemingly swirled around, it then receded away.

Into the nothingness. It seemed to understand, that the Sage too was a force of nature. Or more accurately, a fundamental and principle to the universe itself. It was never any chakra present to cause alarm, but seemingly, unconscious systems of nature itself. Abruptly, the Sage exited the time and space point that nature helped him find.

A sweat dropped from the Kage chin, as it appeared to the Anbu unit whatever the Kage doing was taxing. However, that was far from the truth. With several high-level tailed beast chakra types roaming the world, Ketsugo took a moment to pinpoint the location of the largest. It seemed his destination led to the Land of Woods, adjacent to the prior experience but by several hundreds of miles away. The sage pressed both his palms together, channeling the senjutsu chakra within towards his ageless canvassing seal. Now, with the Kamiobu Jikan it slowed down as it continued to focus and hone in on the location of what hoped to be the Nine-Tailed Demon Fox.

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[Unknwn]

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Ryòjíń Hyūga​

Ryòjíń stood there in a realm of magnified time, observing all the interactions unfold before him, scrutinizing their elements meticulously.
He could gleam the young Anbu's ambition for greatness, the fiery fortress's sincerity veiled under a cloak of unsolicited rage, and even the beloved Hokage, through all his civil duties, felt the earthly tethers of the Konohagakure bound Uzumaki slowly eroding.

The truth was…. all of it bored him. He replayed the entirety of the conversation in his mind about a thousand times with a prediction accuracy of about 87% upon hearing the very first syllable, yet time still had to take its course, relentlessly marching on as each utterance mercilessly took its place through the molasse of time as he had to wait….

Always waiting



He wondered if Ketsugo knew how he felt, in fact he knew Ketsugo knew how he felt: a partition of his collective consciousness was elsewhere, doing something of far greater interest than protecting a dying a nation. Thoughts deemed high treason if ever a word of it was breathed unto the world, but really, it wasn't his fault.
To take a child and subject it to the callous machinations of the darkest most unfeeling pits of the Shinobi world, the Anbu Black ops, has its consequences. Being a boy of fair intelligence, he's compartmentalized those traumas with the dawning of a mask, like any good kid would do in a grim game of lets pretend.

A thin vague thread of interest maintained his devotion: He watched his beloved Kage from the shadows carefully. With every casting gesture, knowledge from another world and time flowed effortlessly off his frame, like a swans dance in a temporal pond. To take witness, he'd endure athousand eternities of painfully predictable events.

If only they could see it, this talk of war and ego to them too would become.. unbearably boring.

As if the Kages subconscious heard his plea, he chose in that moment to give them a glimpse:

He wondered if they'd be able to parse the tip from the Iceberg or would this too be a case of casted pearls?





From the moment the dance had reached its crescendo and the Kage embarked in his transdimensional journey, something that Ryòjíń was intimately familiar with, his guard naturally rose, sharply, if only for the a moment to keep watch over the Kage's body as his soul went on its voyage. Earth and all its inhabitants became stretched out into nothingness as he watched the fuin sage traverse the manifold dimensions of time.

All of reality became a back drop of eternal loneliness, just he and the Hokage, an eternal unendingness, dark and black enough to drown out the dreariness of this worlds all too monotonous problems, a bliss of isolation he gladly embraced…

Except they weren't alone.

There was another, whose dread was not to be described as fear… but familiarity.
An unfamiliar iciness then began to flood Ryò's veins like a deluge, an iciness not unlike death, no… not like death: he was dead.
Subconscious machinations of a trained Medical shinobi such as he was the only thing that kept Ryò's flesh afloat, but make no mistake…

The boy was dead.

He was at the gate from which all life emerges and eventually returns.



Well don’t feel so bad for him! He lived a great life for the few years he's been on earth, and because he had died, he was now free from the vexations, the fear, the anguish that dawns like a unfitting feted robe any living inhabitants taking refuge on this great rock. Many living beings, probably children his age, have experienced this same unholy comfort when slain by the edge of the sword by children 4 times their age, driven by the futile madness of their own collective ego.

Children murdering children,

Nobody grows up in the end, and as a reward, we'll all one day recon with such unholy comforts.

Ryòjíń's presence, though once thoroughly veiled, would become painfully obvious to any esteemed medic, as they would now realize that they had a living corpse in their midst.

Suddenly, his earthen vessel, once darkened by the absence of light and yin energy became a golden beacon within the macrocosm that called home to the both Ryo and Ketsugo's souls. (Those not of a higher sensory persuasion would not likely notice any of this at all)


Ketsugo, if he were to look away from the darkness towards the light in the child's body several universes back, would perhaps notice the presence of yet another inhabiting it.

Will somebody be able to rescue his soul from the sudden presence of Death, or will it be lost in the Cosmic dance of nothingness into forever unknowning?

I guess the only matter now is whether the boy even wanted to go back to begin with.



There is no problems in death

There is no worries in death

There is no vexations of spirit in death

Or so the lullaby goes

Or so the lullaby goes​

 

[Jeriah]

Suzaku of the Demon Flames

The Yohi clan was a majestic tribe that laid dormant in the Land of Fire but was expanded all over the world. Little was known about the clan but were revered for their unmatched flames same as the Uzumaki was idolized for their fuinjutsu. The more angry, bitter, and irate he became, the stronger his chakra power grew; it was fueled largely by rage but furthered strengthened through hard work and training like any other chakra. In short, only an Uchiha would understand the extent of the Yohi's ability, as it is likened to the Sharingan. A dojutsu is only unlocked after experiencing a strong emotion. Sharing a long history with Ketsugo, one would have thought that angering the Fire Sage was the most foolish one could think as it was the source of his power. So there he stood feet away from the current Hokage whose words only fueled the flame. While Ketsugo thought he had been playing some sort of mind game, in actuality he was the ignition that Suzaku needed to reach an unimaginable power. It was the very reason that Suzaku shared a love-hate relationship with the man before him, but the two Sannin's history was extensive and was beyond fixable in this lifetime. Swimming in silence, he brushed passed the Uchiha whose physical presence was hidden with a cloak and mask. The Anbu's voice had drowned by the overwhelming tension and at this point had slowly simmered down. The Uchiha boy had lacked in experience and in age and had certainly known that he was no match for the Fire Sage. The large man with vermillion hair reached down just his rear and said nothing at all.

Peering closely into his rival's eye, he revered a trick up his sleeve that he had been holding out on. Suzaku could sense the amount of chakra that was being poured into Ketsugo's pupils. His eyes transformed into an emerald green and mirrored that of a broken clock that spun closely turning both clockwise and counter-clockwise and his mind traversed through time and space itself, while his body remained still as if he were immobilized. Soon after, Ketsugo's consciousness had returned back to his body with new information regarding which land Kurama had resided in. Suzaku's vermillion orbs targeted the Hokage. His eyes, however, spoke volumes larger than what one might fill the sea with. Behind them were confusion and anger, as he was curious when his rival had obtained this ability. The feeling quickly dwindled away as he knew that in some shape or form he would have to show Ketusgo his new profound abilities against the nine-tails had the encounter become too jarring.

"Nice trick loser. I'm glad you've learned how to transform the color of your iris, they're the reason why Yozu chose me" his eyes lit up with excitement, and a terrifying smile surfaced. It was rare to see the surgeon in good spirits, but here he was with a jubilant attitude. Short after, the surgeon's arms folded, hands clapped together, and eyelids covered the red orbs. Chakra surged from Suzaku's body enough that it caused the earth to rumble, warning the beings nearby the amount of pressure and heat his chakra consisted of. The ebony ground cracked, releasing a ferocious wind to travel upward. The fire demon's chakra emerged from his body and took shape soon after. Engulfed in a humanoid figure that stood 29,029 feet. Utilizing the astral projection in order to project their spirit outward into the sky so as to peer down upon the landscape, viewing all things. With this, he was able to look at adjacent lands such as the Land of Mushrooms. Without a doubt, the Hokage had located the correct land where the nine tails existed in. The coordinates and exact location had remained planted inside Suzaku's brain. The doctor pointed to the kage's assistant who had arrived.

"Activate your Byakugan and keep tabs on the Nine-Tails movement within the Land of Mushrooms," Suzaku commanded forgetting he was no longer Hokage, but his power and experience had spoken volumes. Attempting to place his hands on Ryojin Hyuga, Suzaku would have used an advanced version of the Body Flame Technique. Their bodies would have harmlessly been engulfed by flames in a rapid version and then transported to the Land of Mushrooms to capture the nine-tails beast.

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[Kami Shia]

Kami Uchiha
As the young Uchiha observed Suzaku's action it was clear he paid no attention to what the young man had to say, this slightly irritated the young man. Despite his youth the young Uchiha was one of the Hidden Leafs Anbu captains earning the position as he possessed power most Uchiha would kill for and it was clear to him that Suzaku was unaware of his abilities unlike the Uchiha who had been updated on the flame demons feats and abilities through anbu reports and archives. It had appeared that the flame demon had undermined his presence as he continued to approach lord Ketsugo without caution after being asked to evacuate the premises. Before the man could pass by him to get close to the current Hokage the young Uchiha would step in Suzaku's path, preventing him from being able to approach Lord thirteenth directly or make contact with Ryojin Hyuga, had Suzaku continued walking forward he'd bump directly into the young Uchiha. Pulling a summoning card from the pouch hidden inside his cloak, he'd do so keeping his hand out of sight; drawing a card into his left hand while infusing chakra prepping to release the tool within. A strong gust of wind would swarm past like locusts swarm highlighting the intensity of the moment. Kami felt Suzaku's intrusion was becoming a nuisance and that a retired shinobi should not be intruding with anbu business and acted as the Hokage security should.

"I cannot allow you to pass any further. Doing so may have to result in your physical removal, the Hokage is attending more important measures right now."

Calmly yet directly addressing the Flame Demon before he could announce his ideals to the Hokage. Suddenly he will feel the strange presence of another individual arrive so suddenly, sensing their arrival whether he wanted to or not. Words could not describe how he was feeling the energy resonating from the child was neither negative or positive. As he turned to acknowledge the presence he noticed that Lord Ketsugo had been preoccupied with this certain individual. He had hoped Suzaku didn't take his warning personally, however he'd expect the hot tempered shinobi to at least be mature enough to swallow his pride and leave without causing a scene. As he gazed as the smaller framed individual the feeling of emptiness became stronger, it was as if he could sense what the boy had been feeling. He wondered if they were intentionally causing this sensation or if this was this his sense of purity guiding him to another companion. As he glanced over to Lord Ketsugo he'd notice his eyes had taken a different appearance, curious as to what power the Hokage's eyes possessed. He wondered if this had something to do with the kid lurking in the shadows, could it be that Lord thirteenth had another prodigy in his care hidden among the anbu. It was hard to detect the child's chakra signature as it was very feint as if his soul was slowly slipping away yet he stood tall. Assuming the Hokage was anticipating this very moment Kami would wait and hope to see how things unfold.


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[Davon]

The mysterious orbs of the Hokage gathered information through the fabrics of space and time. The knowledge collected was the general land locale of the furthermost ferocious and powerful tailed beast. The precision of the technique waned because Ketsugo attention drifted to another. His connection to the realms of space and time was transcendental, as a man who was able to comprehend and apprehend the flow of the cosmo's rudiments. These foundational elements consisted of the physical forces, spiritual forces, mental forces, and natural forces of creation. There were other energies the Aka Majishan knew of, however, the ability to whether Ketsugo could recognize or comprehend them was unknown. However, the familiarity the Majishan could not ignore. With a dramatic b-line to the transitory adolescent, the mind’s eye of the sage observed the entire essence of Ryojin within a seemingly instantaneous moment.

His beloved student, whose mind was seemingly exceedingly great – whose mental faculties and body could not currently contain the capacity of its abilities and potential. As Uzumaki sees the collapse of the mental fortitude, as well as the degradation of the spirit due to the lad not being able to handle what was previously witnessed, made Ketsugo is thwarted. It fueled the still waters within his body, or rather the intrinsic bonding’s within his flesh and blood – or maybe, that too was an underestimation of what the Kage actually felt. An uneasiness steered his core, the source of the Uzumaki’s soul that is so potent and compelling that the infinitesimal amount of resolve that seeped through was comparable to a whirlpool. This eddy was a glimpse of a focused and trained mind, that was directed towards his beloved student unconsciously. And despite such limitations, the scope compared to what many shinobi could not handle. As it felt like the weight of the ocean byproduct was on top of someone’s shoulder. Such power was analogous to a vortex drowning numerous colossal ships, sinking the sturdiest of titans. On the contrary to sinking, it actually felt like the vast marine buoyed Ryojin. Its vigor is resilient, and the jolt of determination unexpectedly carries a forceful stimulation.

The Aka Majishan parted his consciousness through the mental energy expanded, allowing the words to flow out of his mind reverberating throughout Ryojin’s conscious layers of the lad’s mental plane. These words crawled into his student’s mind, with a composed and neutral tone.

"I am your master, but I am not your father."

The weight these words conveyed were representational to their relationship, as well as the boundaries of the bond. As a member of the darkest and most honorable unit of shinobi, Ryojin was held to a standard – to participate in an elite company, whose own potential despite age passed many in the military unit. With the fire shadows' resolve buried within his words, true and honest feelings would be delivered subliminally. In the process of doing so, the curtains of truth opened up and revealed something deep within, that inhabited the macrocosm – which angered something profound within the lord of Uzumaki's. Although, its existence confined and concealed that even the most refined and otherworldly sensors, would not grasp its actuality or continuation of its absoluteness – a byproduct of the masterful and virtuoso talent of Ketsugo.

With the ability to save his student – should he do so the ability to adapt and grow would be stalled. Furthermore, if the latter did enter the deceased who would be dissatisfied – for the complexities of life, death, space, and time were not only filled with grief or misery. The possibilities that lay ahead, were limitless - too Ketsugo. Lessening the range of his Kami Obu Jikan as well as releasing Sage mode, closing his eyes in the process and allowing his Kagura Shingan to primarily take the forefront. Reopening the cerulean orbs, his eyes looked at Kami Uchiha whose identity was disguised by the outfit as well as Suzaku the flame demon.

“Suzaku is authorized to be here. For he is a part of the security forces to apprehend the nine-tails.

Let us move forward with the plan. The Location of the Kyubi is within the Land of Woods. We leave immediately.”

A calm, collected and commanding tone had been heard by all those who had ears to hear. It was undeniable, for the attention upon him was like glue – and for five-second silence fell. With his arms by his side but hidden by the cloak upon him, the facial markings upon his face disappeared by the manipulation of his own ink upon his face. Another five seconds passed, and with a single tiger hand sign, the Hokage vanished from sight into the world followed by the Anbu who too flickered away. Hopefully, his student was able to recover and join them on the trip. The destination: Land of Mushrooms.

 

[Unknwn]

Ryòjíń

It was no secret that the child was brought to the village as an orphan, delivered by a curious medic, and embraced by a knowing Kage of the same clan.
It'd be only natural for a child to look towards the powerful figure as something beyond a mentor as well. These words, though deemed potentially discouraging to some, was the life blood of a students present resolve: his master knew this well.
Whether through life or death, a student, shinobi, and especially Anbu, is meant to obey their master.

Death was no exception

With new resolve, he was compelled from the eternal comforts of oblivion, and returned back to his fleshly post. In an instant his, soul traversed across manifold expanses of immaterial reality at speeds which made both space and time irrelevant.

With a gentle nod of his head, he had returned, as his eyed awidened to an important to realization:

A strong will would be critical

In this moment, in the preternatural domain, two acts unheard of in the Shinobi world had just taken place.
By sheer power of intent, a child was implicitly murdered from across vast oceans and continents. By sheer virtue of this unknown maroon forces existence, the child had died. And thus by surges of the Kage's command, the child was restored to life.

and so with will, what hath been done, with oceans of will can be undone.

He would have to find a more polished solution in the future, but for now, he knew he would employ this critical lesson: a strong will was needed to overcome the terrors that awaits him.


He used the five seconds of silence to regain his mental facilities, and recover from the traumas and enlightenment of this transcendental journey that instilled years worth of growth within the child in moments of time.

Ryojin's darkened shadowy appearance became submissive to the realm of the unacknowledged once again: his presence had virtually vanished, all that remained was an eerie focus, to a degree of which could be palpably felt by all present, a feeling that Ketsugo has likely grown accustomed to long ago.

Knowing what must be done, he stood at attention, steadfastly awaiting his sensei's command.

He had prepared far to much to let his master down now… at this moment,

Failure was not an option

As chakra coursed within his frame with laminar fluidity, it generated flux lines that turned the great wheel on his back with ghostly hands of invisibility.
In a moments time his being would fade away from its current spot, traversing miles into the woods trailing just shy of his leader along with his clandestine compatriots, one less than expected, but that compatriot was too anbu.

He would arrive in time to fulfill his duty, no doubts about this flooded his mind, only focus for the mission ahead.


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[Kami Shia]

Kami Uchiha

The tension between the Wraith and the Flame Demon began to build, it seemed that neither one of them had the intentions of backing down. Kami wanting to avoid causing a major confrontation would in fact think of a much faster solution to deal with the agitated Suzkau. Unavailing his secret identity to the pulling his mask down enough so that his sharingan would be visible exposing his Uchiha existence through his eyes alone the flame demon would discover the hard way that the man behind the mask was a descendant of the Uchiha clan. Despite his martial status the Uchiha clan lord he would be unaware of Kami's existence as he was exposed to very few of his elders and joined anbu from a young age nor did the Flame Demon have any way of identifying the masked shinobi until the moment he removed his mask and revealed his sharingan. As he the young Uchiha revealed his identity through his eyes alone he would begin to manipulate the flow of chakra within Suzaku's mind programming it to first rid him of the memories of ever witnessing Kami removing his mask and exposing his sharingan then he'd proceed to alter his emotions making him passively calm and relaxed. While his genjutsu took effect in the flame demons mind in reality he'd be standing still believing he was in full control of his every move. Placing his mask onto his face before anyone else could witness his face, Kami expanded little to no chakra utilizing the sharingan genjutsu. Turning his attention to the Hokage who had been occupied with assisting another comrade, as soon as he'd finish his task he'd give Kami orders to allow Suzaku the right of passage; his efforts must have been needed in capturing the nine tails the young Uchiha had assumed.

"Understood."

Upon receiving word from the Hokage that Suzaku was going to be assisting on this mission, he'd nod calmly while keeping the Flame Demon in check; he remained in control of his mind while simultaneously imitating reality causing Suzaku to believe he was standing by until Lord Ketsugo gave the order to proceed with capturing the nine tails. With Suzaku temper and impatience he would no doubt provoke Kurama to be hostile immediately and preferred to avoid unnecessary conflict had the nine tails been willing to communicate verbally. However not letting his personal thoughts interfere with his genjutsu and Suzaku would remain unusually silent. For the time being the young Uchiha patiently waited for the moment the Hokage and the anbu forces begin the objective, personally he was a little nervous and planned to remain cautious when approaching the nine tails; Uchiha and Kurama didn't necessarily have the best history together in fact the Uchiha were known for controlling the specific biju for their own personal gain. Kami only hoped the tailed beast would have been passively calm had they approached and the nine tails was immediately aggressive he wondered if the leaf shinobi were capable of detaining such a beast again or would it even work if he attempted to control the nine tails to make their task much easier. Contemplating all of the possibilities of success and failure there was nothing he could think of but trust in the Hokage and believe in his own abilities. Clearing his mind he'd eventually he would release Suzaku from his genjutsu as the Hokage formed his tiger seal but he'd wait until after they set out to move delaying the flame demons response to follow. Kami could easily tell it was time to move. Following the Lord Hokage using the same method forming the tiger seal with a singe his mastery over the body flicker technique allowed him to easily keep with the Hokage as they proceeded to the Land of Woods.​

 

[Jeriah]

Suzaku of the Demon Flames

The fire embers burned brightly and emitted a heat unbearable to those who bore a genetic code to Homosapien. While surrounding himself mostly by organisms who were specified as humans, inferior and alien alikes shared the same fate when standing adjacent to the Fire Sage. Nothing about the rumours of Suzaku and his adventers were exaggerated, only extradonary tales that proven that Suzaku was fit to live in this hazardous world. A scoff escaped the sages lips, as he was surrounded by thousands of bodies who either had not possessed the strength to exist in this world or God-tier shinobi who pitifully sacrificed their life for people who had a defiancy to succeed and live further. A small smirk came into fruition as his vermillion orbs targeted the white hair shinobi who hid his identity by both cloak and mask. Concentrating chakra into his orbs, Suzaku's dojutsu flickered on. His pupils become more distinct and the increased blood flow to his eyes caused veins to appear within his sclera. The intensity of activating dojutsu summoned a strong vacuum of wind that'd forcibly pushed one back had their feet not sunk into the ground or coated their lower-body with chakra to not be moved.

Dark gray smoked surged from Suzaku's body an indication that his bodily heat was not able endured by normal means. The heat surrounded Suzaku's body similar to a barrier and protected himself from foreign chakra's entering his body. Without thought, Suzaku's visual sense shifted to smell. Other than having an exceptional visual acuity, some have observed him in use of very dexterous perceptive abilities in all his natural senses, the most impressive of which is his nose. Instead of being able to sense chakra like perception-types often do, he learned at a young age to instead smell it! The scent-based sensory was alikened to the Second Hokage's sensory skills as he was able to distinguish one's nationality and lineage, but differed as this was completed by smell alone. Getting a whiff the man who onced blocked his movement, entered Suzaku's nostrils. It was concluded that the anbu shared the same lineage as his wife Yozu Uchiha, but he would not be entirely sure. Suzaku had not doubted his sensory abilities, but would not be foolish enough to meet the gaze of the anbu's potential sharingan in order for him to be right. Suzaku's hand stroked his naked chin, as his body was instantly swallowed by fire transporting to the exact location of the Nine-tails foxed.

PS : My previous post should be ignored as Suzaku would not have known the identity of Kami Uchiha or Ryojin's. For roleplay purposes and staying free from metagaming, Suzaku would have not been automatically been put into a genjutsu or looked at Kami's Uchiha's sharingan and should be ignored.

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[Jeriah]

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June 28th, 1206 AH
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