Board Thread:World Map/@comment-25687356-20161030082420/@comment-24937485-20161101003206



A sudden explosion of burning force seared the back of Hozo and sent him fying off the rooftop. It was a theatrical and poetic means to an end as his wife’s disfigured corpe came to detonate, bodyparts scattering around like fireworks.

Dropping the Katana from his hands due to the sudden shock, Hozo reached for the claymore on his back while halfway through descending the 12 floor drop to the ground. At this time a massive shadow loomed over him so that which he saw to be a massive boulder; released by Keldran’s scroll.

“So he now earth release.” Said Hozo while smirking to himself as he vitalized his body with charge and shot back up from his mid-air positioning in something akin to a bodyflicker which led him on a straight line up to the massive boulder which, with one diagonal lash of the infamous claymore, was slashed into two pieces as Hozo moved straight through and re-appeared in sight standing on the edge of the rooftop right beside where the earlier explosion had cleared a part of it.

But a few yards away from Keldran, the man swung his entire body around in order to boost the claymore with momentum before throwing it, point-first, at Keldran. If uncaught it’d fly on far away passing the other side of the building and crossing enough space to land some 20 yards behind where Mugen was. “Here’s that sword you love so much!” Hozo laughed and his hands were like a blur as he weaved handseals and slammed his hands onto the roof. Cunningly trying to distract Keldran with the sword he loved so much, Hozo would wait for Keldran to grab the sword, or dodge it, before summoning a fountain of fire that erupted from below Keldran’s feet, wide enough to cover half the roof, aiming to roast the Sapphire hero to a crisp.

To not let himself get caught in the flames Hozo jumped back into the open air and looked at Keldran with a sinister stare as the flames came up. He’d make a crouched landing on the ground below and look up to see what had become of Keldran. That is, if Hozo was still alive by this point.



Meanwhile, as the black haired figure walked over to Mugen, he saw a true horror show as two of the children’s fragile heads were blown off completely by the force of Mugen’s swings. Next, the final shivering and whimpering child begged Mugen for mercy but then looked down in shock at the large arm having gored through the center of his stomach. Innards spilled to the floor on the other side where Mugen’s hand came out of the boys back.

It was then that the dark haired boy spoke in a lifeless whisper, baritone, that seemed to mature for how he appeared. “Look at yourself. Look at what you are. A liability, a curse, a festering cancer that will eventually cause the death of his brother. Do you really want that? Do you really want to be responsible for Keldran’s failure? Look at all the bad things you’ve done, even to him. You are a danger, a weakness. If you had once grain of justice in your body then you would take your own life.”

Flames arose in the background from Hozo’s jutsu. Illuminating the dark haired teenager in a way that cast haunting shadows all around Mugen who stared into a pair of purple eyes with a ripple pattern of black lines spread across them. The eyelids peeled back in an intense stare. To Mugen these eyes would mean nothing as he’d never even have heard of anything remotely related to what they were. But looking at them would instill such an immense wave of fear that he’d be frozen in place. Even in sage 2 transformation, the animal inside the Jugo would be subdued by an overwhelming sense of primal fear that’d cause Mugen to regress back to his normal form.

“Think about what I said.”

Now standing directly in front of the Jugo, the teenager lowered a hand at which the earth wall, in front of the hole in the prison wall, would sink into the ground allowing the daughter of the Earth Daimyo and the other survivors to come out in shock; seeing the results of what had happened outside.

“Or do more innocent girls like her deserve to die at your hand?”

The teenager vanished from sight just when Keldran returned, had he beat Hozo, and from a tree far away in the distance looked down onto the ruins of Uzushiogakure.

“Now the wheels have been set in motion. Time will prove us both who we are. But regardless of what the answer may be, Keldran Fuma, it is I who will fulfill the prophecy.”.

Undoing a transformation technique there stood a man, well in his twenties, with a similar face and those remarkable eyes. Dressed in a black robe with red clouds. And with that, he was gone.

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