Board Thread:Konoha Logs/@comment-30271674-20161121182448/@comment-30271674-20161128020549

Ieyasu continued to scream loudly as he looked at all of these awfully large trees around him. He stopped for a moment, hyperventilating as he brought his hands together and formed the Ram and Akimichi seal. He quickly began to grow until he was well beyond 30 ft. He took out a kunai from hi pocket and took it to his chest before beginning to randomly cut himself apart. He had no worth to himself, he failed to be the hero of the village in his mind and thought there was no coming back from these mistakes and simply this passage of life he came from.

His howling continued like a cacaphonous song, before long he threw his kunai to the ground, the huge thing crushing the ground under as he turned to the near trees with a rabid look in his eyes. Suddenly his body began to wildly fling itself, his arms flying out as he began to crush everything in his path. Blood and splinters flew everywhere as he destroyed the forest around him, still wailing as his mind had been droning this entire time on his worth. Sometimes it got stuck in circles, every now and then it took a new path but it always led to a way to tell himself he was nothing and failed before he could even begin.

'T̶̛̳̠͕̤͇̙͟ḥ̸̙̯͖͔i̢̳̝͜s͎̝̘͟͡ ̮̜̤͍͍͟l҉͎i҉̸̗f̣̜ę̼̩͕͚ ҉͚̙h̷͎̲̞̣̳͇̤̳͢a̭͕͈̟̣̼͟͜ͅs̭͓̲̥̗̼̱ ̧̙̗̩͎̜͘ͅn͉̘̤͙̳̼̖o҉̵̤̜̥̮͓͇̩ ̷͚̮m̞̜͔̲͎̯͍̲e͢҉͎̕a͍͚͕̭̬̥͟͟ͅn͇͎͕̼̟̹̝í͓̙̮͔̥̗͇n̨̬̟̩̟̝̖ͅg̰̖̝̞̻͇̬̝͔͜ ̶̰̝̀a͏̷͇̹̻̜̺n̷͔̱̹̖͎y̘̮͚͖͇ͅm̛͇̞̝̯̯o̢̩r̶̗̠̤̗̞̣e̡̼̬̥̮̝̭ͅ.̨͏̣̞̩̞̠̞̠̜ ҉̜̬̦̠I̸̩̙̱̰ͅ ͇́͟c͏̸͓̝͙͎̫̹̱̻ḁ̡̦͢n̜̤̜̤̣͡'̨͏̗̝̝̮̩̫ͅt͜͠҉̝͚͕͕̳̲͓̮ ̢̬͚b̷̭̹̀e̵̸̯̥̹̩̮̘͖ ̶̦͍̜͇͟a͚͓̼ ͏̯̤̼͓̀h̷̺̪̳̻̞̙̫͝e̛̩̖͍̠̖r̛̯̺̮o̴̰͚̪̤͍͕͠ͅ.͏̫̰̘̳ ͏͏̜̲̼͔̙̠I̞͓̖͎̖͎̗̻ͅ ̷̧͎̞̞ç̫̺̬͚͙̪̮a̞̹̫̩͖͕͟n̸̩̩̪̼͠'͏̲̣̜̥ͅt̵̩̩̪̫̟͠ ̛͎̫b̲̮͕̣͍̣̜́è̮̝͙̼̪̭͚̫̤ ̸̢̗̪͇̱̻̲͇̯a̢̹̞͜͡ ͢҉̩̳͙̩̫̬͟h̷̨̟̮̀e̤͖̻̬̼͍̜̭͠r̦̹̻̮̫͎ơ̸̲͠.͏̴̼ ̛̛̠͕̝͎̗I͏̶̣͚ͅ ͓̱̤̟̖̲̳̻͠ḉ̠̟͔̘̩͓̳̖̦a̗̖͓̫̘̥͘͞͞n͡͏͔͍͚'̫͖͔͕̣͕͉t͕͇͘ͅ ́͏̮̤b̛̼̱͙̤͖͍̝ḛ̩̠̞͓̤̼ ̢̙̲̠̣͜͝ͅa͏̸̳̠͔̙͕͖̼̖ ͚̤̹̞h͏҉̡͕͚̰̻̜̮e̗̟͠r̩͠o͇͍̼̤͔.̵̫̮̀͢ ̡̫̗I͏̭̤̰̺͎̫ ̴͙̝̥̻̪̣̞͚f̷̬̪̩a̴̦̯͟ị̛̠ͅl̢̬̖̪̲̣̮̖̝ͅę̣͎̣̯̳͔͚͔d̡҉͇̳͖̳ ̱̮̣̭̬̠͙̱̀͘y҉̧͏͈o̡̠̟̺̬̪̲̳͡u͝҉̳̖͚̲.̢̱̫͈̱͖̲ ̵͓̫͎͢͟ͅͅI̸̬̜̖̫̺'͇͕͕ͅm̛̛̼̻̘̙̰̝̗͠ ̴͈̯̯͓͔̹̤͜ͅi̸̵̜̼̣͡n̮̰͔̗̣̜͚̼͜ ̶̵̘̩h̷̡̢̘͇͉͖̼̦̤é̷̙̼͟ḻ̷̢̬͖͕̹͟ͅl̸̢̪̪̙͕̙.̶͏̻͓̝ ̢̛̳̹I̩̪̞'͇̕͢m̷̖̦͙͉̼ ̬̠̯̘͉͉̲̹b̶̴̯͎͎u̢̘͉̞̲͙͟r̡̢̯͍̝n̛̰̲͕̲̖̗͇͝ì̱͚̹̰n͍̹̜͠ͅg̨҉͎̠̙͍.̥͢ ̱̜̘̦͖̲̕͡Ì̛̞̭̗̟͜'̼̱̬̝͍͜͜͝m̵̝̞͉̣̬̮̰͡ͅ ̷̛͇̗̟̖̥͉b͓̙̦u̶̦̘̹͞r̴̷͔͍̜̱̬̯̮̜̠ṋ̱̀ͅi̫̟͓͖͕͇̰̹̫n̮̬̳̭̥̠͢ͅͅg̞.̢̛̥̙͍̦̯̤̘̺ ̛̙̮̖̲͎̕T̲͜h͇̦̙̙͜e̷̲͔̪ ̴͓̮̮͇̬̹͞g̝̮͇o̳̗̝̜̤͎͕o̷̟̘͈d̨͙̫̗̙ ̪̥̝̟͈͓̹̪͟ͅo͈̪͇̜͇n̷̳̤̼͇͓̲͈̹͡e̗̰̻̬͔̼s̸̱̺̦͎ ̸̘̤͖̜a̵̡̨̻̹̹̲̲l̷̦̥̀͢ͅͅw̪̜͔̝͔̼͚a̯̺̲̼̻̼̟͟y͖̪s͓͖̖ ̵҉̧͍͚͍̣l̲̲̣̕e̵̶̹̯̼͉̖͕a͍̦̼͇̱̪͘v͍͚͙̳͚̤̰̣̯e̝͚̫͍̻̙̹ ̙̩̖̖̪̞̕͟f̧҉̠͈ͅi̛͔͖̕͟r͘͏̜̙̝s̴̭̯̗͉̼̀͜t̢̺̠͖̦͎̪.̡̝̬͉̜̦ͅͅ ̡̤͚͉̥́̕ͅT̸͈͖̝̥̫͡h̵͙̖̗͎̭̙̜̘a̺͔̞̰̠̲̟͚̕͟͝t̖̲͢͠'̘͔͘s҉̞͉ ̸̻͟w҉̨̭̫͓̝̩̳h͓̦͖̫͇ͅͅy̸̨̠̤̜̙̫͕̰̼ ͍͓̪͈̝̩M̻͕̩̱̻̞̬̘o͇̱̙̦͔͙̘̠̗͟͡͝m̶̨͍̠̖̜͓͉̠m҉̦͓̠̞͘a͉̗͍̟̜͞ ̺̥̭̼c̝̹a̶̢̦͉͍͖̗͕̰͔͞n̢̞̹'̷̯̤̕͟t̷̛̺͇̤̯ ̻̖͔͇̥͔̰̣̩͜s͜͏̭̮͇̩̜̮͕̗e̷̟̹͓͕͟e҉̵̻̝͍͙ ̨҉҉̙u҉̖̗̠͕̲̘̞͠s͔̤̜̥͚͔̻͝ ̸̛̞̮͎͟a͕̹̠̳̰̦n̶̜̗͖͈̣͠y̦̳̺̮̖m͓̰̬͚͈̗̘͎̠͘o̹̼̭̮̝̭͎r̸̙e͏̵̪͈̟̰ͅ.͕̥̲͢"

He grew larger and large in size, starting to reach around 40 ft. while he still pounded on everything in sight. Fell trees marked his trail as he barraged through the forest. At this point he was like a blind demon, striking out against any and everything. His sadness used as fuel for the latent anger he held far beyond what he showed to anyone else. The apple doesn't fall far from the tree.