Board Thread:Konohagakure/@comment-37806595-20200125065624

Listen & Read

'''“On the left side of my brain there’s nothing right… Yet on the right side, there’s nothing left….” these were the last words of a now mysterious shinobi who had gone missing 20 years ago prior, after the assumption of his death was ruled by Obelisk Rinha escaping his torture tomb and leaving the male there to rot. At the time it seemed the damage done was enough as he watched his captor fall before scurrying away, but not long after while looking up to the black stone ceiling, the males body went into a rescue mode to save itself from dying. In order to do such a thing it used up every bit of his chakra, causing every single bone in his being to curve and hug his body creating 10 layers of duplicates sending the body through a full mummification process never to move again.

Two decades had passed since that fateful day, and while konoha had changed and its people as well, deep within the city off to the far back west side remained an abandoned haunted looking house where the boogie man’s body still lay. Children's stories of the newer generations were told of the place where a family was slaughtered by a child of chaos; Although a child, a being which roamed the lands of Konoha and many other territories blending and waiting, watching for the bad people to act out and to snatch them away. Deep deep down they’d be drug to his torture tomb, destined to never see light again and to experience endless amounts of pain and agony day to day. This place spoken in fable, was none other than a hell for the living. The story was said to go “The nightman prowls, watching as you act. You can’t run nor hide, he will always have you tracked. Beware how you behave for your sins will attract… The Nightman’s vicious wrath and have another body to subtract ...”. Many knew the fable of the Nightman and the little rhyme made many fear even growing close to the abandoned house of hell, yet this did not apply to everyone. Three stubborn souls all male and of the age of 15 curious of the mysteries of the house and decided to band together at midnight and uncover its taboo secrets. With a loud creek, the old door was open and inside came the children looking around at the place who’s furniture was toppled over here and there, kunai and bone? Both deep inside the floorboards. One young man would wave his friends over as he found a deep basement which looking into led to nothing but blackness, and yet they all pushed on. Step by step in the black of night the boys wandered deeper inside this tomb of secrets, and the lower they went, the colder the temperature became as if death itself gripped at their skin and was lifting each and every pore to a bristle. The walk down was long but eventually they met a bottom and with this new level they noticed torches were lit and doors were scattered down a long hall with one door specifically open. Naturally the three wandered inside and in this dark room they saw a desk with papers full of spider webs and dust,  skeleton of a corpse, chains all over the walls, old old dried blood upon the dirt ground, and in the center of the room a weird white sarcophagus looking tomb. '''

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Listen & Read

'''The boys began wandering around the room analyzing the different aspects of the place. One over by the desk reading the papers, another over by the corpse, and the third close by the sarcophagus looking white thing poking at it to see if anything happens but nothing occurred. The one over by the desk eyes would go wide as he couldn’t believe what he was reading, seeing the diagnosis reports over different types of torture styles that were commiteed in this very room. Meanwhile deep inside the mind of the one who rested inside the sarcophagus a very familiar voice of a deepened male would whisper “Awaken…..Awaken...Awaken and rise into this new world once more…Come Ousatsu… Awaken....”. The boy over by the corpse would start breaking off ribs from the body and jokingly play around like he was a demon with horns running around the room, distracting the one by the sarcophagus, as the bone dome itself began to slowly retract itself piece by piece in a very silent manner but at a fast rate taking these layers away. At first the other two boys hadn’t noticed a thing, yet as the one by the desk turned around trying to get them to stop he’d alarm the others about the sarcophagus movements, leading to them huddling by their friend and watching as the bones retracted more and more until finally revealing they were sinking into someone’s body. Sitting up straight and looking at them, this dark brown skinned boy no older than 15 with wild spiked black hair stared at them with his slitted eyes and mocking smile, two red dots on his forehead, a black eye tattoo on his neck hidden by black goggles, and an outfit of a black fur vest, red pants with a red rope, and black sinobi sandals. “What a tragedy...y’all shouldn’t be here….. I don’t like the uninvited…Seems I must unalive ya bitch asses now… Now Begone peasants...”. His eyes would snap wide with a psychotic look as his hands flicked forward sending out 10 bone bullets which rushed at the boys with insane speeds and pierced through their skulls killing them immediately. Rising to his feet there stood O, back in the flesh and still as brutal and well built as ever as he took a deep breath and spoke out to himself saying “Weird ass dreams making me think I got banned from this world and mislead against my friends….. Somethings really wrong with my mind… Eh well… FOOD TIME A NI99A HUNGRY, YEET!” he’d skip off happily, destined to find out soon enough the world he once lived in was no more.'''  