Ryuho Mikoto Nakata's Posts

Ryuho scratched the hair around his chin. "This place is more or less the border between our country... and another country that is close to the Land of Lightning. Although it is our territory, there should be no surprise that a traveler from that land would have to cross here. Hmm.... but a lone boy? Or is he alone?"

Ryuho scratched the hair around his chin some more. "Ooh ~ hoo ~ hoo. No need to be rough with him, Spadez-kun. Genin come in and out all the time. Just ask him a few questions and have him be on his way. The village border guards would take care of the rest, kay?" he suggested, while clapping his hands.

Ryuho was almost about to fall asleep, thinking of an imaginary harem that popped up in his perverse mind, when Spadez appeared right besides him. "Hehehe..." Ryuho giggled to himself, still immersed in his own world. After ten seconds, Ryuho amped his senses back to reality and gently grabbed the Spadez's angle. "My boy... I am here, because the head of the Hokage called me..." he said. It took him a little longer to register what Spadez said about the strange boy. Ryuho rolled himself back into an upward position, butt and feet on top of the head, and hands positioning himself right on it so he does not fall off. He looked back at the top of Madara Uchiha's head. "A boy, hmm?" He conversed with himself about what to do with the boy. They did not have any hostilities with Kumo.

Vs. Saito
Danzo witnessed his Katon being smothered out by Saika's air barrier, unable to enter her own sanctity. "Bah! Kazega, you might as well take over!" he commanded. The arrows also bounced off of the Air Lens, dozens hitting back to the ground. From the corner of his eye, Danzo easily spotted some black guy jumping over the earthern wall and making his way towards her. He recognized him immediately as Senju Saito, someone who left the village recently as Missing-Nin. "Hey! Saito! What do you think you're doing?!" Danzo yelled, as he jumped in to intercept Saito, who had just finished the handseals for his forest jutsu. They would be boxed in by the forest, which would penetrate through the earthern barrier kazega had summoned, but didn't come close to breaking it down, but there was still a clear open space between Saito and him. "Fire Style: Phoenix Fire Jutsu!" 20 small fireballs blew from Danzo's mouth coming from different angles, all heading to burn Saito. Danzo wanted to get close up and engage in close quarters combat with the guy. His flames were still covering Saika's Air Lens, preventing Saito from seeing her and vice versa...

"What the fucccckkkkkkkkk" Asher shouted, just before the Wood Human destroyed a large part of the border wall several hundred meters away from the main gate. The entire village shook a little, and Shino could see many shinobi falling down. "An attack! An attack on the village! Let everybody know!" Shino ordered, as several men went out to ring the big-ass emergency bell that was located 40 meters from the borders. "It's a Woodzillaaaaa" Takai shouted. Shino observed that the wood Human was still a distance away from where the main gates were....

Vs. Wood Human

Just as the Wood Human was leveling a city-block sized amounts of ground rock, crushing homes and buildings, dishing out a few tons of TNT in terms of firepower, it would find itself unable to lift a pinky, as three Nara Jounin had already surrounded it while it was moving about and spreading a large cloud of debris that would have completely obstructed its view of the Jounin on the ground. Yousei, Shikatara, and Asura Nara had used their specialized Shadow Possession technique, aligning their shadows with the Wood Human, preventing it from moving any further. They hung on tightly, concentrating their chakra levels and mental willpower to restrict the Wood Human as much as possible, making it come to an almost complete stop in terms of movement. ....

Vs. Saika
"Double Suicide Decapitation!"

Earlier on, Kazega had taken Danzo's advice and plunged in to the ground using the Hiding Like A Mole technique while the flames were still obstructing her view, burrowing just a few feet underground until he could actually feel where the epitome of disturbance and heat was. He climbed back up towards the surface, and just as the earth right below Saika started to turn into fine sand, he could heard the words, "I-I-I''' go with you to kiri". Kazega's hand appeared from the ground to grab on to Saika's foot just as Sasuto Uchiha had unleashed his genjutsu, and then proceeded to pull her underneath. "Double Suicide Decapacitation!"

Spoiler:

Ryuho swept away the building floor of Konohagakure's Hospital with a thick, brown broom. The Hokage decided to take this time to do a charitable act - although he'll receive money for his generous deed, by helping with the ever-dirty sanitary conditions of one of Konoha's poorest hospitals. It made him look good, or if not good, better, and also gave him time away from doing paperwork. Furthermore, he did not have the need to submit a mission report, for that would be absolutely senile and asinine. Ryuho, an accomplished master of the "thrust" and "stroke", used a soapy mop to cleanse away the blood stains that were in one surgery room. Quite honestly the doctors made a mess of the operation, and it was said that the patient had barely recovered. There were five big spots, and it took him at least 14 seconds each for him to actually clean them away. By the time Ryuho was done, the hospital room looked relatively clean - although that is not saying much.

The Hokage went out the back to the hospital's deck and saw that they were some moss growing. His job now was to get rid of the growing moss that plagued the wooden dock. He was given a high-powered, connected to a water supply, and through the use of technology, can sprinkle thin jets of high-velocity hydrogen dioxide, which will essentially "cut" the moss away. Putting the hose just a feet above the deck, he turned on the thing and jets of water exploded from the hose, splashing all over on the deck. Ryuho inched the hose closer towards the deck's surface, until it was just 2 inches above it. When he turned it off, he could see that the brownish, moldy texture that colored that part of the deck was eradicated into a bright, maroon color, which was none other than the original color of the deck. How curious! Like a gentle farmer taking care of his plants, Ryuho warmingly shot the hose towards the rest of the deck, humming a traditional Konohagakure folk song while doing so. He sprayed and moved about, although sometimes the mold was too strong, and he had to literally put the hose right on the deck to blast away the moss. The deck had dimensions of 5 meters by 10 meters; so 50 m^2 in square meters in total. It took Ryuho almost 30 minutes moving about to turn the once-moss dirty deck into its original, shining color. Ryuho smiled to himself, glad that success like this showed itself so clearly to him. But his next job would not be so pleasant......

Shit Ryuho thought. He looked down at the mucky toilet, and then looked away. With the detergent in one hand, Ryuho dripped the cleansing liquid around the inner bowl of the toilet, and semi-watched as it seaped down into the toilet water, mixing with its fecal contents. Ryuho took a brush and began to clean the inner bowl. As he did so, he looked to the side of the wall and noticed a signature on it.
~ Marked by Sandayu Sarutobi - Number One Caretaker of this Hospital, Retired from active duty upon advancing to Jounin.... good luck to all suckers who have to clean the shit on this dump!

Lucky brat.... Ryuho countered, feeling both pity for Sandayu who had to clean up so much dog shit around Konoha's hospitals that it still looked shitty today, and jealousy that after a grand experience, had relieved himself from this mission. When he was done, Ryuho flushed the toilet and watched as the brownish water was replaced by clear water upon a cleansed bowl. Yay.... now people can take their dump again.... Ryuho left the room immediately, but before he could take his work clothes off, a very attractive nurse approached him and begged him to take care of the situation on one of the patient's beds. Ryuho, always generous and incapable of refusing such an innocent offer from such a poor, beautiful saint, agreed.

Oh.... NOOO..... Ryuho thought, as he semi-stared at the poop that lied on the patient's bed. No..... why.....no..... Ryuho thought to himself. While he was seriously pondering about using his Hokage powers to shut down this shitty hospital, he took the bed sheets and lifted the four corners in his two hands, carrying the sheets like a massive bag. With the poop at the bottom, Ryuho plunged it down to the nearest trash disposal, which wasn't so nearby.
Ryuho left the Hospital.

She had been pleased with the choice made by the Genin, though she had not quite expected for the child to run off. In her moment of complete shock, she had taken several steps forward, rendering the ‘air lens’ obsolete for she had moved. But such a move would be her life saver, for if the man below that had desired to reach her in order to pull her under had gotten through the dirt, should would be in some trouble. Thus, the move was good for her sake, though she had promptly stopped upon seeing leaves swirling around her, briefly catching a glimpse of Saito, before the leaves dropped to the ground. Such an odd thing to see in a forest controlled by one of her members, and thus something had been off about the entire thing with the leaves swirling around her form. Saika could feel it.

She frowned deeply as such a thing as a Genjutsu had been made obvious. The individual that had casted the Genjutsu had been quite smart to go with that route, but there was just one problem. Saika had only one true fear, and that was of the death of her immediate family. Family that was no where near Konoha, and thus when their bloodied bodies move through the trees, she did not react. Concern did not cross her face, nor did she run after the bloodied figures, for she knew what she had been trapped in. Simple Genjutsu would be something easily discerned by a veteran. Saika had been faced with this technique on several occasions and all who used it learned one thing that day before they were murdered. Saika Oshiro feared little to nothing. And today the one who had cast it would know this fact as well.

She laughed uncontrollably, a hand resting on her head as she stood at her full height. It may seem like she had completely lost her mind, but that was not true. She just found the entire situation to be funny. Somebody truly believed that they could take her down with such a simple technique sounded ludicrous to her. But, she had to remind herself that not many knew what she feared, even fewer knew that she usually did not react upon these fears. And thus, the individual had wasted their time. When she finally got her laughter down into a controllable chuckle, she decided that she would break out of the petty Genjutsu. Something easily achieved through the raise of her chakra, which disrupted the flow of chakra the caster had been given off to maintain the technique. It was a good tactic for somebody like her, but if the technique had been of high caliber, she would not have been able to break free of it without help.

With such a Genjutsu being dispelled, her attention immediately turned to the clone of Saito, not all to concern with finding the one that had casted the technique. He, or she, would show themselves if they desired to tango with her, and thus she would not waste her time. Though, she actually did not feel like fighting, her job being done for the Genin had run off, perhaps well on her way to Kiri. And with her head start, and the fact that there were plenty of places to hide in the forest, she did not believe anyone would be able to reach her, nonetheless find her.

“Saito, I have done what I had come here to do. I desire to leave, so please come up with a suitable transport.” With the order issued to the clone, her attention would turn back to the surrounding, preparations being made for the next attack to come. Though, she hoped she would be gone before anyone could react.

Kazega failed to reach Saika, who just sidestepped his hand right before it came out from the ground. Furthermore, the genjutsu failed and her own Air Lens was deactivated, so she was free to move as she pleased.

Danzo's Housenka Jutsu was a success. Before the forest could fully form, his 20 fireballs launched from different angles had blindsided Saito's Wood Clone and burned him away. Danzo thought that taking out a Missing-Nin of SAito Senju's class was rather too convenient, and was confirmed when he saw nothing but a wooden dummy in the shape of Saito burning away from his flames. Che! Now I'm surrounded by this mass of trees and shit and I can't see a thing. Then he heard a light rumbling underground...

Hmm? What could that be? He also heard some running through the woods, but he could not see who was running because of the thickness. He jumped from tree to tree until he reached the top of the forest, but still couldn't see anything, until Sasuto launched a huge-ass Katon jutsu. Whoa! This guy is on another level in terms of Fire Style compared to me! he thought as the fire came down through the Forest, incinerating all in its path. Kazega had already returned within the border walls and the border guards are now on standby as they watched Captain Sasuto take care of things.


OOC Summary of What Happened: Due to sly's wood clone failing to acknowledge the katon attack, it has been burned away. The Housenka was launched right while the trees were growing out into a forest, so the clone would have been burned away before noticing Saika dispelling the genjutsu or Sasuto jumping into the fray, hence voiding any kind of attack Saito might have made on Sasuto. The additional wood clones and wood dragons still came in from underground to help Saika and Kami escape (this has been agreed with Anubis in the Chatbox). The 8 post thing has been exceeded, meaning by the end of my post, Saika, Kami, and Saito have already left Konohagakure and are on their way underground towards wherever sly has specified. I'm done with my NPC's as I cannot go any farther from here.

So make a new thread or something in the Travel Board or w/e. Sasuto is in pursuit of the three and has launched the Katon all over the forest, and he is also chasing after Kami. Battle on in another thread.

Spoiler:

Ryuho Mikoto Nakata hid himself underneath some low trees, while covered in an army-green blanket and grave amounts of dirt. This was to help conceal him for espionage and surveillance purposes, which he was relatively good at, as Ryuho had always been a sneaky and shady person ever since he was a kid. He did not have his hat or flowery robe on, but instead had his grunt clothes; white shitagi and black kosode. And his twin Takashi - they were important. Cushioned under layers of recon, the Hokage observed a bit of cargo being unloaded by three men, and they were greeted by two people. This was a private deck, so stealth was a necessity. The Hokage decided to take this mission because he hated the heroin and "Adam"s that killed a few of his Genin. It was irresponsible and illegal for those drugs to be here, and he decided to take personal responsibility to at least try to intercept the next shipment of drugs, so that fewer ninja would die, because they are not aware of how it can fuck up their bodies. Ryuho himself is no stranger to drugs, he had been sniffing himself half-way through his Hokage career. But eventually, he realized that he was smoking in shit. Smoking in death. Plus, it kept the ladies away, so Ryuho better'ed himself. At this distance, he would never be found. Or he has to do is wait. Waiting, patience, no matter how overrated, crappy, and cliche it sounds, is the most important aspect of fighting for swordsmen. Timing is literally the difference between life and death. And Ryuho is a master at waiting, if not timing. He saw the guy conversing, until the cargo is dropped onto the deck. Seems like pretty suspicious stuff, alright.

Then, the guy pulled a knife out and stabbed into the cargo, peeling it open. Drugs! Drugs! A victorious alert went off in Ryuho's head. He would slowly shift from his position, crawling his way to the right. Near the trees was some kind of cargo shed, where he could probably hide behind and ambush the men. As he was crawling, he saw one of them use hand seals and put his hand inside the crate. After a good 30 seconds of inspection, the guys who came to collect the cargo gave thumbs up, and the shipping men left the scene. So criminal shinobi are involved in this... damn... my village... Ryuho thought, sullenly. Until he was no longer within the men's point of view, he slowly rose out of his army blanket and the layers of dirt, unveiling his darkened shitagi. He stealthily moved to the side of the shed; his back to the wall with his palms flat on its surface. His stealth skills were phenemenol, proven by his expert sandal footwork and peeking experience. He extended his blade out half-way to vaguely see what was going on with the cargo men, and it seemed like they were already lifting the crates. But they were not walking towards him. No, Ryuho figured that they probably had some kind of vehicle of transportation to carry them away. That means he has to take them out now!

Ryuho moved with quick, but controlled pace to the shed that was between the men and him. Focusing chakra to his feet, he would climb up the walls while maintaining minimal sound - incapable of being heard even if one were inside the shed. He slowly crawled up the roof, and peeked the upper half of his head slightly just to see the two men walking by, heading towards two machine-carts. Damn machine-carts. There were ten crates, and the men were carrying two. Time to surprise them, then. Ryuho would wait until they deposited the two crates and walked by, hiding himself. He counted their steps and could ehar their conversation, so he could pick up their general location. Once it seems they've picked up the next set of crates, Ryuho would lower himself back to the ground. When it seems that they're passing by the shed again, Ryuho would quickly circumnavigate and then turn to see the backs of the two men, and slowly, stealthily followed after them. It was pretty funny to any casual observer. An armed, bloodlusted assassin ready to kill trailing two ignorant men just a few meters behind them. And Ryuho did a casual too; there was no tension in muscles, he was relaxed and smooth, thus no excessive sound could be heard. It was only were they within 6 meters of the machine-carts, did Ryuho take deliberate action.

Ryuho placed a firm grip on the hilt of his Takashi, unsheathing it by a mere feet, which would of course signal a sound to the two men. One of them turned around, but that was what Ryuho wanted, for the moment he did, Ryuho burst forward and executed an Iai slash, although because Ryuho thrusted it with so much refined force and speed, he delivered an "air slash" to one of the men. "What?! H-Hey!" the man who saw him cried out, alerting the other guy. But it was too late, for the air slash traveled a mere 4 inches and was able to cut open the guy's shoulder. He dropped the crate, and the other guy turned around and dropped the crate as well. "Motherfuck", he breathed. But Ryuho had control over the battle. he could utilize more leverage since he kept his distance from the first guy, so he was able to retract his arm and rush forward with more momentum and smacked the bottom of the hilt of his sword on the injured guy's chest who was still worried about his shoulder cut, ramming him into the other guy. Oi, oi....Gonna have to make finishing you two off quick he thought, as the second guy got up. He formed handseals in a formation that was very, very familiar to him. And it was a powerful one at that. "Goukakyuu!" he expelled, blowing out a 6-radius fireball at him from 8 meters away. Ryuho had already anticipated the move, and was able to swiftly dodge the fireball, however, in the process, the flames destroyed one of the crates. Good riddance he thought, as the injured guy swore at the second guy for his incompetence. Ryuho did not do this often, but he threw his right Takashi at the ninja's chest, who was caught off guard by the move, thus his Takashi stuck to the ninja's right arm which he used to block it. Immediately after that, Ryuho carried with extraordinary swiftness to blitz attack the first guy who just caught up, slashing him right in his left arm which nearly sliced it off in the process. One down... he thought as he further displayed his prowess in close quarters combat by leaping into the air and kicking the hilt of his Takashi that was stuck further into the ninja guy's right arm, which grazed his neck. Shit! he thought, as he tore the Takashi from his arm, which further damaged his arm. The ninja guy had the sword in his hand now, and charged the Takashi with chakra, as it seems that he was adept at Kenjutsu as well. The guy lifted his sword over his head, which was just a semi-Kendo stance as he cannot use his other arm. He stepped closer to Ryuho slowly - a classic samurai tactic. At some point, he recognized Ryuho as the Hokage, which added to his anxiousness. When he was within 3 meters of Ryuho, the ninja guy burst forward and brought his sword down to try to one-shot him, yelling out a loud kiai as he did so. As that how you should be utilizing your sword.... by screaming out? Ryuho thought, as his sharp eyes and instincts kicked in and he launched a faster slash with his Takashi two inches down from the guy's shoulder. "Hoomph!" Ryuho grunted, putting power in a strike that was meant to finish it all with one slash. The guy took back his attack and instinctively tried to block as he knew Ryuho's slash would reach him before his slash did, but he failed as the slash nearly sliced the guy's arm off. A great deal of blood dripped down to the ground, and Ryuho slammed his hilt into the guy's face, knocking him to the ground. Both held onto their arms, unable to fight anymore. Ryuho went over to checked the contents of the cargo, thrashing the lid open with a knife. He saw bags with yellow-white powder inside of it. Bingo.

His door creaked open until it revealed a teenage figure a few seconds later. He looked like a mess. The Hokage was thoroughly convinced that the boy had been on drugs or something, even after the Hokage himself participated in a solo operation to intercept a drug cartel. The issue had persisted in Konohagakure for a few years now. Ryuho glanced sadly at the pills in his hand and the poor leg movement. He recognized him as the Shadow Master, and he was reputed to be something of a prodigy in the elite circles. If the guy appeared to him in his casual clothing, then it must mean that he is coming by to add on to his boring pile with ANBU missions or has dropped by to say hello. Unfortunately, it was the former, although Ryuho would have responded lamely to Sparda's "hello".

Something broke inside Ryuho's heart when the pills were popped into his mouth, as if the strength of his village itself was wavering, and that the bad old days would come back, and the village would be rained by lightning clouds and hail, and essentially become Kumogakure - except they were not on the mountains so really the thunder would not be too deafening for the villagers.

Ryuho's mouth slightly twitched upwards, to show some semblance of happiness in response to Sparda's smile and joyful greeting compared to his failing physical stature. It seemed like he was enduring through all of this with sheer willpower, which earned him Ryuho's

Type: Jutsu Purchases
Amount Gained/Spent: 2650 Ryo
Link to Topic: http://www.narutonexusrp.com/t1420-ryuho-s-jutsus
Purchases:
Mountain Demon (C) - Lol, can't believe I had one jutsu token left.... guess i will use it.
Lazily Spinning Top (C) - WC training
Swollen (A) - 500
The Heart - 250
Shadow Demon (B) - 400
Color Demon (S) - 1000
Raging Violent Wind (A) - 500
Bloodstone (S) - 1000
Maze (S) - WC Training

Amount Left: 6741 Ryo

Spoiler:

This was the final test. The epitome and end of his career. His friend Gara stood besides him, all armored up and carrying a  broadsword. The Jounin Ryuho specifically urged him to bring as much armor and layers as possible for the final Shinshikata technique that he must master. It was pivotal in his inheritance of the Takashi from the current clan leader. All he had now were his katanas, which were fine, but not ideal for prolonged combat. Although it was great that he could use his abilities with virtually any sword, it was better to keep some consistency in these things, especially since he's strong enough to be worthy of more powerful weapons. "You ready?" Ryuho asked. "Hah! Sure man.... you know I'm here to back you up whenever!" Gara responded with a grin. The man had sharp senses and was a physical powerhouse. He was no stranger to Ryuho's Shinshikata techniques. Ryuho looked into his heart. it was indecipherable at this time. He had been through so much and had developed into a multi-complex man, hidden by many layers. Layers made up of experience and life events. He was in shambles and had to get everything sorted out. Like putting a puzzle back together. Ryuho tapped his katana together. "Alright then....." he said. By himself, he has only done this once, and it was around the outskirts of Konohagakure where no one could see him, in an abandon wasteland where he can use his technique without worrying about anything. And it was there did he discover the true potential of the final Shinshikata technique.

It took a whole 20 seconds, for Ryuho to muster a massive amount of chakra into his blades, pouring the complex puzzlement and indecipherability of his heart into his blades. Gara could already feel the enormous chakras that permeated from Ryuho's blade, and he wasn't even sensitive to chakra. "Whoa, you got things under control, man? Feels like you're using up almost all of your chakra.." he said. It's alright, it's alright... he thought, as his heart beat increased. He breathed in, and breathed out, and the chakra disappeared. "Meiro!" Ryuho shouted as he swung his katanas up, and then down, which revealed the monstrosity of his technique...

Erupting from the ground below them were huge tablets of a stone and concrete, which no doubt shook the ground up and bellowed the air. "HOLLLLY SHIIITTT!" Gara shouted, admiring the enormity of Ryuho's Maze. He then realized that a wall had came between them, separating the two forever. "Oh, damn!" After a good 17 seconds, the city-block sized maze was formed; a square-like maze with dimensions of 100 meters, and walls reaching up to 9.2 meters. Everything was still now, as Gara looked at the cracked ground and wondered how Ryuho managed to summon this. "Oi, Ryuho! What do we do now?!" Gara yelled, smashing his fist against the concrete wall, but failing to put even a dent on it. It was so absurdly tough that Gara's bones actually still hurt from hitting it. "Just follow through the maze, you'll get there eventually... There's a treasure chest that we have to find. Whoever gets to it first wins, and is gonna get out. Whoever loses... well I don't know" Ryuho said, and Gara could hear footsteps moving away from him. Damn... he's already on the move. Oh well, I can't fall behind! Gara went straightforward, but it was obvious that he could not tell what passageway led to where. "I need a better view..." Gara said as he used chakra to scale the walls and was about to thrust his head over the top of the wall so he could see his surroundings from a heightened view, only to smack his head against the air and he fell right back down. "What?!" he shouted. Gara charged his sword with chakra and thrusted an A-rank chakra slash upwards, only to have it explode on impact just ten meters above the ground. There's some kind of barrier over this Maze.... Ryuho, that cheap bastard... Gara thought, realizing that this was all to prevent people from seeing from above the wall.

Gara looked at the walls that barricaded him. "Fuck this! I'm not good at puzzles!" Gara yelled, and charged the same A-rank attack and thrusted it at a wall 3 meters ahead of him, in hpe it would break down. The slash exploded, which sent recoil damage to Gara and sent him flying against the wall opposite him; the hardness of which also added further damage to Gara. He looked at what laid before him, and could see a small crater on the wall, but nowhere near enough to break through it. Damn, damn, damn..... he thought. He was restricted from using anything too large or flashy, and had wasted a great deal of chakra. Still, he was frustrated, and curious as to how durable this technique is. He charged his sword with a S-class amount of chakra and charged right at the wall, attempting to break through it in an instant. "Rawr!" Gara yelled, as his body and his sword collided with the wall at about the same time, sending out a huge shockwave - although because of the barrier, no one could quite see it. Gara looked as his all-out slash actually did cut through the wall - or at least half-way through it. It seems like his broadsword was stuck in between the gap he created - and it wasn't a large gap either. It was not a hole he could break through, and he did not break the wall down. He merely cut it. Gaara stood there with a bleeding forehead. "Damn it...." he cursed.

Resigning himself to defeat, Gaara retracted his broadsword and merely walked forward, knowing that he could never quite break through such a massive maze. He walked for a good one minute, until he arrived at a cross section, and on one wall was a neon sign that said "right" with the appropriate arrow on it. He took the right passageway and from there he took a left - as that was his only path, until he arrived at another crossroad. On the floor was an arrow pointing to his left, and so he followed that sign. Ultimately, he resumed following the simple arrows and signs for a good five minutes, until he arrived at what appears to be a riddle point. It asked "Say what is the opposite of left?" "Erm.... right..." Gara said out loud, hoping he was not wrong. Suddenly, the wall before him opened up, leading him to another passageway. Tedious as fuck. Gara thought as he walked through - the wall closing behind him. He continued to follow the arrows and signs....

Meanwhile, Ryuho had no problem following the arrows, signs, and answering the riddles before him. He did them all with deliberate speed and kept on running, hoping to find the treasure soon. Or rather, not. He kept on running and running with speed through the passageways, following the arrows. He knew that he had nothing to lose, but his job was to get to the point as soon as possible. His heart beated relatively quickly. Normally, there was no way the two would ever overlap before meeting at the treasure area. Ryuho looked from side to side, as he followed the maze with such flawless perfection that it would have seemed like he knew where to go before he was even given a clue of sorts. He was almost there. The man was quite pleased with himself. This maze was a trick against tricks. There was no way Gara wouldn't be forced to play the game. The two of them probably ran for almost a good 15 minutes, before they came even close to their destination.

Gara looked at the wall before him; this time, it had an "X" mark on it. "The hell does that mean?" Gara wondered, slowing down until he was 4 meters away from the wall. Then, the wall opened, unveiling the great haven that the two were reaching for. Before him was a breathtaking spring - an Elysium garden that soothed the worries of the traveling players that had to painstakingly play this damn shitty maze game. There were no animals about, but the leaves, grass, trees were all something to be admired. There were some bushes - truly it was a pretty average-sized space. Some rock formations. Gara eyed a treasure chest in the middle of a very small grass field. It was brown - composed of wood, with golden trimming along it. There was no key hole or chain, but merely an "X' mark right where the lid is. There was also an X-mark under the treasure chest. "Heh...looks like I literally beated Ryuho at his own game... oh well, he does say that the winner can get out of this shitty dump, so I guess I'm the winner now" Gara said while approaching the treasure chest. Just then he noticed Ryuho appearing on the opposite end from Gara, further away from the treasure chest. "Shit! He made it as well!" Gara said. Ryuho rushed towards the treasure chest, and Gara picked up his pace and used his full speed to try to get to the chest before Ryuho did. I'm gonna get out of your jutsu, Ryuuho! Gara thought. He ran towards the chest, and once the tip of his toe got within 4 meters of the thing, the chest quickly sprung open. A great glowing aura filled up its cavity as the room got brighter. Y-yes! I won! Gara thought, as he approached the chest happily as if to hug it, as the light overwhelmed him... envelopped him... penetrated him, and....


"AHH!" he yelled, backing away from the chest, trying to shield himself from the absurdly, ridiculously, intensely blinding light. It scorched his eyes the moment the chest opened up and now he was irritated all over. "Gaahhhh!!" he screeched, as he felt his skin warming up as he clutched his eyes. Suddenly, he felt that his body went limp and his movements froze up. He was stunned now. I... I can't move... Gara thought, as his body still felt hot and his eyes still burning. Meanwhile....Ryuho who already knew what was happening next, ducked his head at an angle downwards, avoiding the blinding light that was directly aimed at Gara, and was thus unaffected by the light. Afterwards, a beam shot out of the chest and hit the two Takashi blades, infusing them with some kind of magical energy. Ryuho felt his blades being enhanced, getting stronger, as the cutting power of the Takashi multiplied, allowing any hit from its edge to be not only be lethal, but also casually free from any resistance whatsoever. Ryuho ran past the chest and swooned in below at an angle, as he was now within 2 meters of the stunned Gara. Huh! Ryuho lunged, making a thrust slash right across Takashi's multi-layer armor. This armor, densely composed of steel, stone, iron, and a Yarashi alloy (which is almost as strong as diamond) was easily sliced into by Ryuho's Takashi. He could hardly feel the recoil budge on his arm from hitting such a dense material, and carried through his strike through until he broke apart an entire two feet of Gara's armor, all in one stroke. "I win.... Gara", Ryuho said, pleased with his victory and mastery over the final technique.


After a few seconds, the maze collapsed and dissembled, breaking apart into dust, before fading away- as if it had ever occurred. Ryuho's heart beat returned to normal. Ryuho's swords returned to normal, and after a moment, Gara's vision and health was restored. "Yo! What the hell...AHH! MY ARMOUR!" Gara yelled, as he noticed a gaping hole in his armor now. "Oh yeah, sorry, had to test out how strong my swords would be haha... luckily I didn't go like two inches further, cause then I'd cut through your flesh and you'll bleed out... haha..." "Damnit Ryuho! You lied to me! And my armour!" Gara complained. "haha.... yeah, I had to in order to catch you off guard. Normally anyone who falls for it will get sliced into two by one hit from me". "That's cheap, yo...." Gara replied. Ryuho merely smiled as he sheathed his swords back. "I know".

Ryuho smiled at the Tsuchikage's welcoming attitude and was pleased that he was willing to listen to Ryuho's story. "Thank ~ you, Lord Tsuchikage!" Uchiha Garuda.... sounds perdy fearsome... I wonder if I'm ever going to walk out of his office... if he welcomed me in so openly, then he could kill me in his territory.. he thought, following after Garuda. They were allowed entrance into Iwagakure, and Ryuho could see that the Tsuchikage's guards were no longer accompanying him. They walked upon an immense rock formation, where the Kage's building is located. Ryuho could

Ryuho sat on the circular picnic cloth on the vast, training ground, enjoying himself after he had a light snack to amp his energy to the max as he waited for the two ninja he invited to come by. In his bloodlusted fury, he has to compare his own skills with some of the village's Jounin and simultaneously get his ninja to become more competent and skillful by pushing their capabilities. Now in a time where Konohagakure's security is threatened, Ryuho and his men have to cultivate their minds together to become a more powerful force. The Hokage left his straw hat at home, and instead had on his pink rag of a kimono, white shitagi, and black kosode and hakama. His twin Takashi was attached to his belt line by a blue slash, and can be drawn in the blink of an eye, like that of an Iaido master. He had his hand on the hilt of his sword, remembering his training, remembering his past. Everything that carried on in his heart was in the blade, and through his blade, he'll strike his enemies. Ryuho placed a palm over his mouth as he let out a short yawn, before feeling the wind of the earth patting him on the neck, and then blowing on his face. He chose an open field of combat, with only trees in the distance serving only to obscure the fight from public eyes, and some wooden dummies on the battlefield for whatever reason. Ryuho could feel his heart beating as he held a hand over the hilt of a Takashi sword, synchronizing the two essences as per the Shinshikata ritual, and prepping it for a jutsu he has in mind. He had made the first move now, and the pre-emptive strike is the one that ends in all in one blow. He remembered a master teaching him the "no after" approach. One stroke. One strike that ends it all. There is no after. If there is an after, then one is already dead. The Hokage does not intend to deal severe damage, but he does intend to outlast his opponents, fend them off until they're outlasted, or force them to capitulate. If he himself were to be threatened, then he would throw in the towel and work to better himself. The ninja swordsman already knew a little about his friendly adversaries. He was fighting a Hyuuga and Uchiha - no doubt a deadly duo with their lethal doujutsu and natural talent. The oldest clans in the world would be represented in the form of his own soldiers, and they would utilize ancient powers to bring him down. But Ryuho was also from a clan of the old that has crossed oceans of time and survived against ninjutsu. And he too possesses an arcane technique that no one outside of his family knows about. Generic things like snippets of background, elements, reputation, and known skills among the village have already been viewed by him in preparation for this little spar. Ryuho controlled his breathing, taking back authority over his lungs and bronchioles. He recognized the difficulty this battle would present for him, but he does intend this to last as long as possible, so that he may adapt himself to more dangerous situations should it present itself. Ryuho slightly unsheathed his sword by a mere centimeter, knowing that they have already arrived....

"I want to thank the two of you for coming here today to make this man here sweat. I hope you two can work together just fine, otherwise.... well, we'll see how this goes, huh".


In the beginning, before those words even left the mouth and into the eardrums of the two Jounin who gallantly accepted a friendly challenge, the first who had arrive at the scene was Soma Uchiha, a relatively young Jounin. It was not common for the Uchiha to have blond-ish hair and a tanned face, which did make Ryuho a little bit interested in his background, even though none of this relates to Soma Uchiha's abilities. He arrived at a decent time, sporting a white jacket covering a yellow long-sleeve shirt along with gray combat pants as well as a katana. All of this told him that the man was damn serious about fighting the Hokage and was prepared, which did make Ryuho feel a bit cautious as to how well his opponent prepared for the fight, whereas he just came in, without any particular environmental advantage. Although the wind was good, which helped. However, as part of his face was concealed by his own hair, it gave off the impression to Ryuho that perhaps the boy is lifting too much on his body; that he could make do without particular clothing and equipment and still be equally more adept at fighting someone a level above him. Ryuho shifted his body entirely around now on the picnic cloth, looking straight at Soma Uchiha.

"Thank you for coming here today, Soma". He said it with a "you're-bout-ta-die" kind of tone. Arriving shortly was an even more cloaked and weighty person. This really made Ryuho question as to how his shinobi prepare for fights with such extensive layers, but to each to his own, as it is possible that like Ryuho, they tend to like shedding off their weight layers as the battle goes by. He knew this one even if the mask was on. Hazama Hyuuga - the fearsome leader of the Hyuuga clan. Ryuho's expression shifted into a peculiar one, as he realized that the cloak and hat Hazama was wearing looked like the replica of his Hokage-wear that were stolen about a month ago by some dastardly prick of a bastard who was so ungracious and rude to have violated the sanctity of his clothing. He was not surprised at this at all, for he had encountered this man back in Sunagakure, when the guy had took his wallet right under his nose. Can't let him get close to me... well he's an Hyuga and there's that..... but he may take off my underwear before I noticed. He will punish him right now.

Uchiha and Hyuuga. He knew quite a bit about these doujutsu troubledors. The rumor was always never look into the eyes of an Uchiha, which he learned later to be the power of the Sharingan. And the Hyuuga was always reputed to fuck up the number one source of a ninja's power - chakra. Unnerving, unnerving, unnerving. If his ANBU Captain was here, it'd be a good doujutsu battle. But now Ryuho has to rely on his wits so that this spar does not end in a flash. Ryuho raised his hand in refusal of Hazama's generous offer. He liked beef and rice, but he had already eaten. He did not like to eat right before a high-levle fight, because it would disastrously interfere with his stomach and cause massive cramps that would lead him to do nothing but to hold onto his chest and press on his intestines while his opponent comes in to back-stab him, or be forced to just shit in one's pants after too much force and stress is placed upon the body during the fight. Either way, he could see that this was not a good idea for him.

Ryuho stood up now, and unsheathed both of his Takashi blades, dropping their sheaths down. He tapped them together, and was able to prep himself for another move. Now, he made the second move. They felt natural to him. The feel and all. Ryuho had his legs slightly bent in a semi-horse stance; not enough to cause significant pressure, but it did give a bit of a bounce recoil. He was now in battle posture. He shifted his eyes from left to right at an almost frantic rate until he slowed it down into something appropriate. His eyes looked from Soma then to Hazama and back at a quick speed; the longest of his attention focused on what's right in between them. He couldn't do anything about the 6-meter distance between the two of them, so he had to keep his eyes on both of them to keep track of both of their movements. He wanted their first move to be the first slip-up. Ryuho could barely look at their faces while doing this, as he just wanted to react to the general advance. Are they going to stand still? Move forward? Move backward? It would be unlikely for them to run into the trees. The wind loosened the pink kimono on him, giving him a bit of mobility. His right hand was slightly tilted upwards compared to his left hand holding the left Takashi; the wrist bent at an angle facing Ryuho. Soma was on his right. Hazama was on his left. 10 meter distance and 8 meter distance. Numbers were not all that important in Ryuho's head. All that mattered was the thought process of how to beat them. As if killing them. Like this... like that.... Ryuho thought, quickly thinking about slashing his right hand so his Takashi would cut open Hazama's throat, and then his left hand would impale Soma right in the heart. All in an instant - one stroke that ends it all. Ryuho returned to reality, with a plan in mind, and the two still in their positions. He was mentally and physically prepared for movement and/or reaction. "Alright, then" Ryuho began, proud that his men were here to play with him and that he could satisfy his newfound desire to shed blood.

Hearing the talks and chats of the people back in the diner and the people he was with, Ryuho learned of the presence of gold in Iwagakure. A valuable economic resource, and Ryuho would be a fool to not take this time but to observe it. He had no intention of trying to pry the gold away from Iwagakure and stole away some ores and grains. That would be an insult to the Tsuchikage, and Konohagakure has its own way of garnering wealth. But there was also a commotion, a kind of uncertainty from the villagers, that finally motivated Ryuho to actually go there and check things out out of friendly curiosity. After all, what else shall he do in such an unfruitful journey. It didn't really take a long time for him to find the entrance to the mineways, for the high frenzy about it renewed its historical and current relevance, and the sounds of metal clanking disturbed Ryuho's ears. What could be going on down there?

Ryuho walked in alongside other people, although most of them turned back and went away from the thunderous sounds of the clanking. Funny though, as a few seconds later, the sound seemed to have stopped as Ryuho walked down the mine-ways, hearing multitudes of voices down there. It'd take a few minutes or so until he reached a place where he could see several people, including a sweating buff, Asgardian-like man wielding a massive set of clobbering weaponry, and even the Tsuchikage Lord Garuda himself! Seems like something important was going on, and Ryuho felt guilty intruding in. There seemed to be an air of uneasiness between them, judging from the face of Daisuke. He walked in hearing the man explaining where he found the weapon... and the Tsuchikage offering to take it away.

Spoiler:

Ryuho left for the Ganryu District of the Kyoto Town in search for the legendary samurai, and likely to be one of the deadliest opponents he'll ever face in his life. Miyamoto Musashi was a name well known to him, a master swordsman, and he longed for the day that Musashi will come visit Konohagakure. But recent events prevented that from happening. The attack on Konohagakure and the kidnapping of Kami Hanabira, who is still missing. Ryuho worried that she might be dead now. The attack on Konoha from another group of punks. The death of Soma. The disappearance of Lindow. Everything was slipping away from him, and casted his world, his line of sight, into a great disarray of darkness and chaos. Still, the village has fought through even greater hardships in the past. It would be senile of him to not do something to protect Konohagakure and maintain its super-power status. But perhaps it may not be him who will watch all of this from the top of the "tree". Anyway, Ryuho got everything prepared and his swords readied for this battle. He admired Musashi's power and wondered what he was like. What kind of a samurai would leave the prestigious Land of Iron after killing 70 SAMURAIS. It was a ridiculous feat, especially for a samurai. Not to mention that his man was bestowed the title of "Invincible Under The Sun". What kind of philisophy... hell... and torture must a man go through to kill 70 of his own kind to gain that title. As a fellow swordsman, Ryuho cannot help but be mesmerized - his old battle instincts kicking in. The lust to kill. He already knew from the rampant frenzy about the legendary Musashi that killing him would also grant him the same title as him. Him being interested in Musashi is also equally provoking for the Hokage to actually take arms.

So he arrived at the district, becoming one of the ones seeking to end Musashi's life and take his title away from him. Ryuho Mikoto Nakata.... "Invincible Under The Sun". His family would be proud. The Hokage received a mission report from an old woman housing a man that matches the rough sketch of Musashi's face. By the time Ryuho got there, Musashi would already be on his way of leaving. He has to meet him, stop him, and end his life there. So..... which is  why....


Ryuho stared at Miyamoto Musashi, meeting him across a river with a waterfall nearby and a bridge connecting two rocky sides. Ryuho on one side. Musashi on the other. "Finally", Ryuho spoke. "I found you". It was pure, mutual instinct. Seeing the waterbed on the town map, Ryuho was drawn naturally towards it, as if something was calling him there. Only a few swordsmen would bother to unite themselves with nature, and Ryuho thought that Musashi must have been at that top level as well. And he was right. There, standing before him, was a terrifying man. Not physically, but he can sense spiritually, mentally, and internally that Musashi was disciplined and skilled. He had something of a ponytail here himself, except his was shorter and more orderly, although there are many wild strands. He had a darkened face- clearly he had no showered recently with a hairy moustache and a growing chin hair stereotypical of Japanese men. hair flowed in front of his face as Musashi's eyes stared back at Ryuho's - their eyes locked in each other's souls. Musashi wore the typical samurai uniform, which Ryuho also wore. And his swords - he had two of them. Like Ryuho, Musashi was a dual sword master. Looks like this day will be very interesting. So this is Musashi.... the strongest man in the world... he thought, proud to face him. I can cut him down! Confidence strained through his veins, as he observed Musashi's posture - he was strangely relaxed but equally firm. He could tell that they were thinking the same thing. How to kill each other. Ryuho imagined Musashi's death. Like this...like that... he thought, as he imagined his Takashi clashing with one of Musashi's sword, and the blade slicing through his neck. Or perhaps a vertical slash down his arm. Musashi on the other hand had the same exact look in his eyes. He too must be picturing how to gut Ryuho, the Hokage of the Leaf.

"Hrm.... I see. So you must be one of them. After me", Musashi responded - he had a grainy kind of voice. Ryuho could put his mind and body in the same place as Musashi's. But not his soul. "70 men.... how on earth did you do that?" Ryuho asked, as his straw hat and pink kimono came off, and both hands unsheathing his Takashi swords, ejecting the sheaths from his persona. "70 men..... I guess I did kill that much... I'm not too sure myself. That night was pretty much a blur to me. You seem to be a good swordsman. Why are you after me...?" Musashi asked. Ryuho had no intention telling him that he was from Konohagakure or the Hokage. "Invincible! Invincible....Under the Sun!" Ryuho replied, with a smirk on his face. He will end this man's life for his village and his own spirit. "Invincible..... Under the Sun, huh? Yeah, I too once thought that way, too". Then, Musashi drew his swords, and Ryuho felt that his heart skipped a beat. Was he intimdiated by this man's reputation? Well, his own reputation won't work against this man since this man doesn't even know it. Nor would he care. A battle between master swordsmen wielding Niten Ichi-ryu. Although the Shinshikata will not fail him now, as his heart started to accelerate, giving him strength.

Both swordsmen studied each other as they steadily walked parallel to each other step by step; each foot movement in sync with the other as they headed towards the waterfall. Ryuho knew what Musashi was going to do. "Now~ now, let's not be too patient here", Ryuho said, trying to raise Musashi's temper, although he was a believer in the art of "waiting" as well. Drawing chakra to his feet, Ryuho launched forward with his Takashi blades, already knowing how to kill Musashi. He swung with his right Takashi right before the two of them reached the "gate" attempting the cut the vein in Musashi's throat with in the three inches of edge from the tip of his blade. However, to his surprise, the legendary Musashi had his own counter; he did the same thing! also a master of chakra, Musashi could also walk on water and of the same Kenjutsu expertise as Musashi, he also swung his blade just before reaching the gate, in an attempt to slice half of Ryuho's neck. S~shit! He should have dished out an air slash instead. But as Ryuho initiated his attack a millisecond earlier, Musashi reacted by drawing back his sword at the last minute and parrying Ryuho's blow by a hair's breadth. Musashi then used his free wakizashi in his other hand and thrusted it at Ryuho, who could see the attack telegraphed and was able to avoid it. However, Musashi then changed directions and upon gripping upon his wakizashi, he stabbed it towards Ryuho's shoulder. Ryuho frantically countered that stab wit his other sword and then began to back away, only to see Musashi moving his hand - a blur flash right where his sword was, and the next thing he knew a half-an-inch wound appeared on Ryuho's left shoulder. "Geeh!" Ryuho grunted, knowing who he was dealing with now. Speed....reflexes and reaction... attack velocity... he is three times superior to me in close quarters combat ability... He realized, acknowleding that he is the inferior one in Taijutsu. But I..... still hold the advantage in skill... taking pride in his experience and Kenjutsu prowess. "Oh~ yaaahh.... not bad at all Musash-" Musashi lunged forward with his sword raised above his shoulder, and Ryuho jumped backwards a great length. "Bushogoma!" Ryuho swiped his swords towards each other without them crossing, relying on an actual Shinshikata technique this time. A rotating wind intercepted Musashi's movement and blindsided him from Ryuho's view. Ryuho knew that he was a disadvantage in terms of attack speed, as Musashi's sword would definitely reach him if he unleashes it first. But as he was first and foremost a shinobi, his tutelage under ninjutsu/ninshuu gave him benefits over any samurai. Getting fully serious and bloodlusted now, Ryuho would toss his white shitagi towards the front of Bushogoma while accelerating his speed towards the opposite back-end of it, and by the time he reached it, the mini-twister vanished, revealing a Musashi who was looking at a dropping piece of cloth from 2 feet away. Ryuho launched a horizontal slash which would cut off Musashi's neck, but it seems like by the time Ryuho even started to move his arm, Musashi had noticed the deception quickly, as a normal person's instincts would have told him to either back away right into Ryuho's slash or waste time flapping it away, which would ensure that the attack hit. But Musahhi's instincts told him otherwise, and with his superior reflexes, he was able to detect the sneak attack and used his extremely fast reactions to actually duck right under the blade, and then he rolled over on the ground away from Ryuho in a manner similiar to muto-dori.

"Can no man match your skill, Musashi-dono? Exactly how far have you gone with the way of the sword" to be able to get so far as to dodge a killing stroke from a Kage-level master swordsman..... Musashi readied his stance now, completely focused. "So.... you're a ninja huh?" Musashi said, knowing that he was dealing with magics and tricks now. Now that he cared though. Two swordsmen in black garb. It was as if their lives were at the edge of the world. "Indeed!" Ryuho performed a rush attack at Musashi, using his "Seven Strikes of the Monk" to perform a rapid barrage aiming at Musashi's lower area. Musashi, utilzing his own traditional Kenjutsu technique, was able to counter them. Ryuho was witnessing before his eyes the guarded secrets of the Land of Iron. But Ryuho was able to graze Musashi twice or thrice with his attack. Ryuho saw that Musashi had charged his swords with chakra now, admiring the shape manipulation skills of the samurai. Entering into a state of deep Zen, Ryuho forced with all of his heart the principle of the "Ending Approach", which was useful as Ryuho then was able to parry and follow up a counter (to Musashi's heart) against Musashi's slash that he otherwise would have been tagged by. Musashi side-stepped such an attack, and just as Ryuho was in the process of raising his arm to make a slash, Musashi swiped down a vertical slash intending to cut it off. Ryuho was able to lean back at the last minute to avoid it, and he recieved a minor wound a few inches above his heart. Master swordsmanship indeed. Ryuho could see how he had killed 70 men. The precision, patience, timing. He could kill Jounin-level opponents in one hit. Ryuho observed Musashi's breathing, learning his style. Musashi gave him this "i am superior to you" look, which signified that Musashi was not ready to die. And perhaps some part of that was true. Ahh.... amateurs are so lucky... they can actually enjoy a fight and land several blows.... we masters are so good that we must end a battle in one blow. No after. Our fights are always short. The Hokage intended to end this quickly as well, for it seems all of his own Kenjutsu techniques cannot touch him. "I see that you are able to read my attacks now" Musashi commented. Still, CQC skill and speed still went to him. His own experience as a swordsman will triump over Ryuho. Ryuho was about to raise his arm again, and Musashi rushed towards him with blinding speed, launching a downwards vertical cut that would sever his arm. Ryuho saw this coming and went backwards to dodge the strike. Had he stood still or his own position, he would have lost. But Musashi did not stop moving. Using his fearsome body, Musashi used a side-step technique as he followed after Ryuho to trick his senses to try to perform a horizontal cut through Ryuho's guts. Ryuho swiped it away, but now the trick had been revealed. Musashi was now within Ryuho's space , getting within a few inches of his face that no way would a sword touch him now. He was wide open. Reacting instinctually, Ryuho kneed Musashi's chest and then tried to extend his leg into something like a kick to furtherdisorient his balance, turning the table to his favor. Now! Ryuho swiped down his sword to try to cut Musashi's head off, but the guy actually flickered away from Ryuho with amazing speed. The both of them huffed and puffed, still wondering how they had avoided death for so long, compared to everything else. The two of them synchronized their breathing, souls, minds, and sword. They were one.

"Oi.... shinobi-kun.... this is actually kinda fun!" he said, actually smiling at him for the first time. Ryuho returned the grin. They were really gonna kill each other now. If only they had found each other earlier, perhaps they could have trained together. The two of them engaged in another minute-long sword clash, saying things towards each other, until cuts could have been found all over their black garbs, and sweat glistened on their foreheads. Was this how Musashi felt when he was killing 70 samurais? Was this how the samurai felt while trying to kill Musashi? Why would they try to kill such a talented swordsman. This msna truly followed the path of the sword, lived by it, and will die by it. Ryuho could not remember a fight as intense as this, and this surely must be his most memorable. "Is it here? The place to die?" Musashi muttered to himself. Ryuho was surprised, and listened. "Shinobi-kun.... a sword cannot stop other swords".... he said. "You have found the Way. I have found the Way". Musashi noticed the waterfall. "The water is pretty loud". "Those who complete the blade hold the beauty". Then Musashi smiled at Ryuho. "No matter how many men you kill, the spiral of hatred and killing will continue". And with that Musashi super-charged his katanas, and swung twenty different chakra projectiles at Musashi, some taking the shape of swords, but others take the shape of huge axes and hammer blocks. Ryuho would die were he to be hit by all of this. Striking his own shadow, Ryuho would disappear into the earth. "Kageoni!" he executed. Dragged into his own shadow, Ryuho would re-appear from the biggest boulder in the area, which was behind Musashi. No longer taking the stealth approach, Ryuho had to end it here now. I will break the stillness... he thought, as his heart beat accelerated like never before; his style in his heart. Ryuho ran at Musashi with his right Takashi drawn back. Musashi heard footsteps behind him, and saw Ryuho running towards him from 8 meters away. He also ran towards him then, with his right arm raised above his head, attemtping a drop slash that will end Ryuho's life. They both ahd the same look in their eyes. This is how I'll kill him. they both thought, imagining how they would use their swords to pierce the other's flesh. They arrived at the "gate" of confrontation, Musashi swinging down his sword on Ryuho, and Ryuho extending his sword towards Musashi.....

Blood dripped from Ryuho's sword ,as his sword pierced through Musashi's chest, gutting him as the edge of Musahi's blade was just one inch from Ryuho's head. Neither of them knew how this happened. In such a confrontation, everything was a blur. Blood spilled from Musashi's mouth, as he moved his left arm, his wakizashi drawn. Ryuho noticed this from the corner of his eye, and was able to react just as Musashi came in to try to stab Ryuho's side with his short sword. Luckily, he had missed Ryuho's rib or any vital organ, allowing the wound to be non-lethal but just a prick in the ass. "GAH!" Ryuho yelled not from pain but to amplify his kiai, as he drove his other sword right through Musashi's heart. He withdrew both blades as Musashi dropped his katana, and slumped to the ground, bleeding. Ryuho walked over to him, watching the man he admired and fought to the death die before him. He was victorious. He beated the man who was "Invincible Under the Sun". He was the better swordsman. Ryuho dropped his swords as he looked into the eyes of the still, dying man. They both communicated each other's feelings after their swords had clashed. He had broken his rule. He had killed another human being. And a strong man at that. Tears rolled down Ryuho's face, as he looked at the dying Musashi who was looking back at him, whose last breath would be taken before the sound of the waterfall took over completely.

Miyamoto Musashi. The Strongest man in the world. Invincible Under The Sun. The swordsman who fought the Hokage. The Kenjutsu master who was above all. The killer of 70-men. It had never occurred to Ryuho before, but a new opportunity opened up to him. As men did in the past, they would take the identities of other samurai to claim glory and fame. But Ryuho wanted the legend and spirituality. The title. can he become Miyamoto Musashi? After all, only a few fliers were handed to Konohagakure as Musashi's identity. And it was a rough ink sketch. The two looked remarkably similiar, if not nearly identical. If he had just changed some things regarding hair, why, the difference wouldn't even be noted. Perhaps fate had given him this chance. This chance to pursue the way of the sword, and find the answer in true peace. What had Musashi abandoned that he failed to learn? Could he pick up where he left off? The question is the name that will belong to him. And the answer will be in the Land of Iron. Ryuho departed, honoring the greatest man he had ever encountered.

Ryuho's heart sank as he read the paper note that arrived thirty minutes after a commotion of an incident occured earlier in the village. An explosion of sorts. Soma Uchiha was reported dead. A terrorist came to Konohagakure. Apparently she was wielding a legendary sword of sorts. A blade from the Seven Swordsmen of the Mist. Both Syndra and Soma were able to stop the threat, but at the expense of Soma's life. The terrorists' corpses would also be in the hospital along with Soma's. He would like a last long at his men, and try to find out if the terrorists were linked to the other group before.

Oh, but how his heavy heart cannot bear this destruction upon his village. Not only Soma's death, his handsome face ruined, his lack of success in tracking down the enemy, but also Lindow Uchiha was also killed too. Cited by travelling sources, he was killed by three identical men who looked muscular with weird bulging eyes and had kid-like face. He would have to investigate this man. So many attacks on Konoha. Conspiracy? Links? It seems like the evidence that he couldnt find came back to Konohagakure after all. How ironic. Yuu-chan could see the redness on Ryuho's face. He didn't want her to see him, so he excused himself to go into a small room that's part of his office, although there are no soundproof walls or doors.

The good Hokage could not take it anymore. He stood there, the palm of his hand over his eye, weeping and sobbing, crying his broken heart out.

I, Ryuho Mikoto Nakata prior my name change, better known as V, promote Hazama "Kageken" Hyuuga, for some reason otherwise known as Xi Xi and tried to make it look like we were friends in the past, to the maxed skill rank of S-class as the commander of the ANBU Black Ops, because SAUCE RETIREDZ FOR S@ME RE@A0NS and because I saidz so.

So he gets 2 CS points and ANBU bitches.

Congratz. Man.

Ryuho rudely walked through the gates of Konohagakure with the two blades of Takashi actually drawn, silently passing by the guards as they looked with astonished faces at the mess of a scene the Hokage was. Stripped off all of his characteristic kimonos, he was left with nothing but a blood-stained black kosode and hakama, something that is usually only unveiled during a serious battle. The Hokage must have come back from fighting someone, likely killing them. In truth, after Ryuho showed the mission requester the body, he did not bother to bathe or wash, as he was more occupied with other things in mind. Even though he has returned and now walks upon the ground of the village he has known for more than 40 years, a village he has only left for no more than several hours, he feels distant from Konohagakure, as if the villagers and buildings were clouded by a stupendous barrier of chaos. He ignored the cries of the guards and instead walked with his two blades drawn, for no particular purpose though, as he marches through the open streets of Konohagakure; his face a dirty mess and his hair drooping down into a dirt-filled dark brown hair. The memory of Musashi stationed in his mind.

Feeling like he just came out of a heavy war in which he was the last survivor, Ryuho went forward with a sullen look on his face. My body.... is so heavy... he thought. In front of his line of sight, he saw a commotion. There was a cartoon-like woman of a kind Ryuho has never seen before, it looked like she came from a fairy tale. Blossoming with tailored blond hair covering one side of her bright eyes, a dress that extends down to her knees, chainmail on one leg, and a huge bust - yes Ryuho noticed that immediately, she received glares and stares from lots of civilians of Konohagakure. Ryuho had no verbal comment towards her. With his presence, he took off some of the concerns of the citizens with his own alarming appearance, diverting fearful eyes and drawing shocked expressions as most of the people around them pointed at and hollered at the messy, bloody, armed Hokage. "R-Ryuho-sama! Ryuho-sama has his swords out!" somebody called. "Is the Hokage alright?! He's covered in blood! Oh my gooiidddd!!"

Ryuho slowed down to walking pace as he passed by the girl, never stopping his march towards his office, but he had turned his head so he could clearly glance at the girl with a serious look on his face as he walked by......

Ryuho would see Hazama rushing at him right after he got into his own prepatory-reaction stance after one-shotting Soma. He did not know what had happened after he had swung Takaoni at Hazama, that hardened muscle allowed him to tank the air wave without it budging him more than a few centimeters. With a toughened body, Hazama was able to exert back greater force as a counter-force to the pressure applied by his air wave. Ryuho suspected that unlike Soma, tricks and such which compose his fighting style would not be so effective against the Byakugan. Unlike the Sharingan, the Byakugan is very hard to blindside using just shady covers. He also knew that his chakra will be spied on, which rules out a couple of Shinshikata techniques that rely on the element of surprise. He would have to rely on timing instead and try to hit on something that Hyuugas cannot react against in time. Regardless, with his astute accuracy and eye-to-eye coordination, he could detect these bulges upon Hazama's body that indicated to him that some kind of jutsu was being in place here. Ryuho was not worried about Hazama coming at him; in fact, he expected it. Although he knew that it would be bad if they were to come into melee combat and engage in a battle of close quarters, Hazama's speed was nothing significant to Ryuho. Amped into a concentrated state to fight, Ryuho can perceive and react to speeds that are far greater than the agility levels of most Taijutsu combatants, including the deadly Hyuuga with their deadly Jyuuken style. As far as close combat is concerned, all he needed was the reactions and skill to fight off a speedster, which he did have. Hazama's individual strikes weren't a problem for him, no he could handle that, but what was troublesome was the succession of high-speed consecutive attacks that flows from the Hyuuga's graceful style that he has trouble consecutively defending from. He had not fought many Hyuugas, so this would be a good set-up for him. Despite the Hyuuga's high-speed attacks, Ryuho himself had techniques that enable equally deadly high-speed attacks with his swords- and seeing that he holds the superior reflexes and range, he can actually out-do the Jyuuken style. But that would not be his counter to Hazama's frontal assault.

Commending the ANBU for taking the time to try to rush-attack Ryuho, the Hokage inhaled air into his lungs as well, leapt two feet into the air, and exhaled a large wind gust from his mouth right at Hazama's ankles as he was 2 meters away, just as he was about to raise and move his hand to attack Ryuho's chest. The wind gust covering considerable area of attack in the first place, would push Hazama back by almost 10 meters, and he would no doubt feel a shaky pain in his legs from being hit by a Futon from such close range. At the very least, he would not be able to move at the same speed as he usually does for a decent length of time. At the same time, his Fuuton would push up favorable amounts of dust from the grassy ground that would enshroud all over Hazama's lower body and a good amount of specks getting into his eyes. The dust specks would not have much difficulty getting into his eyes seeing as Hazama's legs are taking the blunt of the force, he'll  likely be pushed back leaning forward and would fall face-flat to the ground where the dust will powder his face. Not only would this intercept Hazama's Jyuuken attacks, but as Ryuho bent forward by a little from lurching his head forward to unleash the attack, plus the angle it hit the ground from, Ryuho would be propelled backwards by 8 meters at a height of 7 feet. Ryuho would land softly back at the ground, regaining a decent distance away from the head of the Hyuuga clan. Perhaps it should be his turn to make a frontal assault. Hmm... the Byakugan is so troublesome for my Shinshikata.... tricks aren't surprises anymore.... what to do....what to do... Ryuho would think, without going for something that would no doubt be lethal.

Spoiler:

Chakra: 300-15-7.5

277.5

The man walked on the anguished land of Konohagakure - his beloved village that he had been attached to only a few moments ago. There was a sudden change in his appearance, posture, and choice of wear. His dark brown hair looked as if it was inked into a black color, and less starkly is his hair style, which although he retained his ponytail, it is now shorter but more wild in how the ringlets are grouped together, instead of the longer, smooth, flowing tail that he had. His long strands of hair that stuck out in front of his face were cut and now the man had many short locks flowing from the front edges of his hair, almost concealing his face. And the rest of his hair, well they lost their composture. They looked as if they were more loosened wildly - pulled back by his ponytail. This look resembled more that of the traditional Japanese samurai, and he had become a bushido man now. This wasn't drastically different from his hair style before, but it was definitely noticeable and would have caught more the number of glances that exceeded the bothersome limit. He had also grown a thicker, longer beard now. The thin moustache that was spread across his face now came down from under his nose and curved right around the corners of his mouth and joined the small goatee that was growing on his chin outwards across his jaw. And his eyes.... oh his eyes. Sharp like a hawk, rigid like a man.

The man no longer had his white shitagi or his pink kimono. They were relics of the past, symbols of his status as Hokage which he had retired from, leaving it into more capable hands. With the political changes in the other villages, he also agreed that the village needed a new perspective when his did not work out, and that the new generation needed a new leader. And as the village changes, he will change along with it. The man had on him, instead, a bag containing money, food, water, emergency supplies, and a straw hat. A dark blue piece of fabric, that looked like a blanket that could be worn on the man himself, was folded and draped along his right shoulder. His black kosode was larger, especially where the sleeves were, but those were also a bit shorter. His black hakama complemented his top-wear, and overall his current outfit was fitting for a master swordsman. The sash was tied tightly around his waist-line like a belt, and it carried the twin Takashi in their usual positions. Wearing black socks along with sandals, the man felt he was ready to go out - to Sunagakure, where Kazekage Ryo Terumi awaited him. He wanted to know where Tear's legacy lied, and what had become of him exactly. If he was to dish out the hand of judgement, then he will do so mercilessly.

Like this.... like that... A few black spirals clouded the man now. He envisioned himself, walking through the plains as a ronin would, a samurai without a master, a swordsman without a friend, on a quest of personal vengeance. He would become one with nature, learn the true way of the sword, and enlighten his spirit. But he would not do that as the Hokage of the Leaf. Or the master swordsman of the Nakata clan. Ryuho buckled everything in place and clapped his hands together in a praying posture, before bowing in front of the gates. He paced and stepped outside of the entrance, taking on his new life, identity, perspective, and name with him. Musashi continued to walk away from the village, and onto the new land that his feet brushed the dust off long ago...

Name: Sensory Training
Rank: C
Type: PC
Mission given by:
Rewards: 200
Participants: Anyone |Must have some skill in sensory|
Daily: Repeatable
Description: Have an ally hide from you, then use a sensory based skill to find them. You have to find them within four post to complete the mission.

Name: Against All Odds
Rank: C
Type: PC
Mission given by:
Rewards: 250
Participants: Anyone
Daily: Repeatable
Description: In the shinobi world, the odds might not always be in your favor. Because of this, have a spar against someone who is of higher rank than yourself or against two people of the same rank. Try to learn from the experience and grow as a shinobi.

Name: Quality over Quantity
Rank: C
Type: Normal
Mission given by:-
Rewards: 250
Participants: Anyone
Daily: Repeatable
Description: Practice your chakra control, instead of increasing chakra levels. Learn to master the skill of jutsu execution. Remember, the more you use a technique, the easier it'll come to you and the more versatile you'll become with it.

Name: Fight Me
Rank: C
Type: PC
Mission given by: -
Rewards: 200
Participants: Anyone
Daily: Repeatable
Description: Spar with an opponent of the same rank as you and get to know them.


Name: Get their Names
Rank: D
Type: PC
Mission given by: The Administration
Rewards: 200
Participants: Anyone
Daily: Once
Description: Your mission is to go around Konohagakure and collect the names of Konohagakure shinobi. You will get to know them, and write a one-paragraph report on their interests, talents, skills, histories, etc. Your money will be granted to you once you've documented information about at least two shinobi [Suggest you make multiple topics with peeps, then submit your report to collect your money].








Name: Air Slash
Rank: C
Used For: offensive
Element: N/A
Range: 10 inches
Duration: 1 post
Description:Fukiri is a Shinshikata Kenjutsu technique. Ryuho slashes his blades towards his opponent at high velocity, creating an "air slash' with a 10-inch reach. The key is that Ryuho slashes the air with enough force that he fires a stream of condensed air pressure at the enemy, allowing him to cut them without touching them. Of course, the air slash shouldn't be so strong that it delivers a serious wound; at best a mild cut is dealt.
Weakness: Limited range, non-lethal attack

Name: Shoot to Death
Rank: B
Used For: Offensive
Element: N/A
Range: 10 meters
Duration: 1-2 posts
Hand Seals/Charge up: Has to be prepped one post in advance
Description:  Ikorose is a Shinshikata Kenjutsu technique. Ryuho creates a duplicate of the blades that he has in each hand. These duplicates will form out of the original blade (like peeling out a second skin) and be shot out at high speeds towards the unsuspecting opponent.  Basically, the extra blade comes out of the original sword itself.
Weakness: Prep required, issue of aim and distance

Name:Power of the Bird
Rank: A
Used For: -
Element: Wind
Range: -
Duration: 14 posts
Description: Chikara no Tori is a Shinshikata Kenjutsu technique. This technique allows anyone within the vicinity of Ryuhou as well as Ryuhou himself to gain the power of flight, air-walking, and levitation. This is done by manipulating wind chakra, in which people themselves become something like that of the wind. This only lasts for 14 posts, but can be advantageous for Ryuho. He can augment his jumping power and since he is better suited for fighting in mid-air, his opponent's balance is compromised.
Weakness: Can be easily lit by fire jutsu, flight speed is always lower than Shunshin speed, 6 post interval b4 it can be used again.

Name: Pyro Bombs
Rank: B
Used For: Offensive
Element: Fire
Range: Explosions have a 8 meter radius
Duration: For as long as the bomb isn't activated
Hand Seals/Charge up: Has to be prepped a post in advance
Description: Konetsu-Bakudan is a Shinshikata Kenjutsu technique utilized by Ryuhou. Whenever Ryuhou steps on a surface, he can create a "trap bomb" under his feet, right in the surface. The trap bomb is entirely made of chakra and is square-shaped with an area of about 1m^2. Once an opponent either touches the surface the bomb is in or is right above it (even if they're way up in the air), that bomb will explode, dealing serious damage to anything within the blast radius.
Weakness: Ryuho can obviously be bombarded by his own thing, attacking the bombs from a 8 meter radius would mean that the enemy will be relatively safe from the explosion, can be neutralized by Suiton cutting attacks prior to explosion.

Mountain Demon (C)
Lazily Spinning Top (C)
Swollen (A)
The Heart (C)
Shadow Demon (B)
Color Demon (S)
Raging Violent Wind (A)
Bloodstone (S)
Maze (S)
Shadow Clone Jutsu (B)
Canopy Method Formation (B)
Kai ~ Release (D)
Great Fireball Technique
Great Breakthrough (C)
All of the Academy/Basic Jutsus

Ten Days of Hell (S)
Wind Release Flow (S)
Opening Approach (B)
Ending Approach (A)
Seven Strikes of the Monk (C)
Jirou (B)
Burning Wolf (B)
Great Fire Annihilation (A)

OOC: I've received word from bas that Elendril wants to be voided out. So.... I guess he'll just vanish mysteriously right after Kal's second to last post.



- Chakra projectiles would have hit your head before the water ball was shot out.
- Chakra projectiles had passed through your wind dome, and entered within very close range of you.
- Water ball has to be shot out after wind dome had dissipitated, otherwise the thing would have been knocked back right at you and dealt concussive damage.
- Technically you would not have been able to retract your Nuibari in the first place, as your own wind Dome would have sliced the wire.

Baki is hit by Nuibari's tip (unstated location or depth of penetration) in the head. However, based on several links, since he did not notice it as he was concentrated on killing you, it is possible for him to keep on manuevering the chakra tendrils for at least a few seconds before he passes out, loses focus significantly, or is paralyzed. At best, when he's hit by the thing, he would have felt a heaviness in his head but would not have known what it was. Furthermore, Baki is controlling the tendrils via Hiramekarei. Him passing out doesn't cancel out the chakra, as the chakra is already being fed into Hiramekarei and consumed. He's merely controlling the direction of the tendrils to use as a weapon, not keeping it active. If he passes out, he'll lose CONTROL over it menaing he can no longer manpulate its direction, but the tendrils would still keep on going - probably in a linear path. You wouldn't even be able to deal that much damage anyway aside from poking a hole - no different from bullets. Not like you're crushing his head with a hammer or an explosion or something. Given you're applying force into a very small surface area (tip of blade), damage and consequences will not be instant, but rather it'd take at least a few seconds to settle into effect.


http://www.nydailynews.com/news/national/man-runny-nose-leaky-brain-fluid-article-1.1336988

http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-1357508/Man-knife-buried-face-years-Ive-got-stabbing-pains.html

http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-2535436/Man-10cm-knife-buried-SKULL-driven-hospital-talking-blade-successfully-removed.html

http://www.nydailynews.com/news/world/chinese-man-fails-notice-stabbed-sky-article-1.1901901 - This in particular illustrates the situation at best. Man receives a knife from several stories to his skull, and doesn't notice until peeps point it out to him. He's fine, conscious, and capable of speech and movement; and for a decent length of time.

http://retroandsoul.wordpress.com/2014/08/12/knife-falls-on-mans-head-but-it-takes-a-while-before-he-notices/

I could link more and more articles proving how the human brain is more complex than we thought, but given the recent article back in August, I do not think there is any more debate that one can take a blade to the head without immediate death, paralysis, or shock getting in the way for some time. It has been proven to be possible, and isn't even that rare of an occurrence. A needle has pierced into his head without a specified depth or location, allowing him to retain consciousness for a few seconds. The needle had blitzed him and his own concentration was elsewhere. There should be no further arguments as to Baki manipulating his chakra tendrils after a small hole in his head was sliced open.

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- Projectiles launched right after Poncho reforms back to human state and before he throws Nuibari and water bullet.
- Nuibari hits Baki's head just as last chakra tendrils had passed by Poncho and began to swerve back. Six other chakra tendrils still coming at Poncho. At this point, it can be argued whether the water bullet would come after Nuibari hits Baki's head or while Nuibari is still in motion, given the significant differences in speed. Doesn't really matter, as either way, the six chakra tendrils could have dissipitated the water sphere. Although, if the water sphere is launched after NUibari hits baki's head, then the chakra tendrils would have hit you in the head by the time your water attack hits Baki's.
- If the chakra tendrils hit you before your water attack hits me or if you launched your jutsu while Nuibari is still in motion (hence blindsiding yourself as well), then your side-stepping would not have occurred. Or, if you side-stepped before unleashing your Suiton jutsu, then I would have seen you do so and re-aim accordingly. You side-stepping the six tendrils would have been valid, and it'd also be consistent with your use of Wind dome, but the chakra tendrils would still have hit you before your water attack hit me.



Don't even have to exert any effort on this:
1. Broke Travel System Rules - As you're going to the Travel Board, since you did not post in the village gates in Kirigakure beforehand nor made any mention of it, your post is voided. Straight and simple.

2. Broke Head Admin's Regulations over Thread: As this thread had exceptions to it, this thread was closed to everyone outisde of the four that were inside the thread until the fight is done. The fight is not done until Kal makes his edit. This was even evident in my post, so this is outright breaking of that rule (which has been repeated to Demon by Elendril and zanji over time). Post is not valid, and it shouldn't have even occurred. Though by this point, whether Kal decides to let us leave or not, Demon wouldn't even be able to enter anyway.

3. Invalid Post - One, we did not entered the Mist Village's borders - which means he's not even anywhere near us. He's in his own world under his own hallucination. We're at the borders of AN ISLAND in the Land of Water - far from even the outskirts of Kirigakure. We're still in the Travel Board after all, and wouldn't even be close to being on Kirigakure soil.

Second, there're literally no frames of reference in Demon's post. No allusion to any events that occured in the fight, such as my fire attack launching at Zanji, or Zanji's substituion and use of technique. He could have been attacking us before I even made my attack if I so choose to, and according to the consensus on the debate we had about Tee doing a similar thing on his first post, that would mean the post would be voided and deleted.

For all that matters, this could have occurred right after Zanji had thrown smoke bombs everywhere, clouding everyone's sight. He wouldn't even be able to see us from where he's coming from, thus it would be impossible for him to even launch attacks to intercept us. Not to mention the unstated distance in this case makes it easy for anyone to make it so his attacks landed far off the mark.


I have three, possibly four more reasons as to why Demon's post should be voided. Some involves rule-breaking and some involves just plain interpretation of his post. I'll just lay out the simplest solution:

Spoiler:

Spoiler:

Musashi opened the gates to the Third Training Ground, an unofficially historical site in itself, as it's well known that many celebrity squads originated there, including the original Sannin. Many squads have tried to rub off some kind of magical luck by training in this particular area, though some have faced success while others have been stuck at the Genin rank for years now. How foolish it is to think that anyone of them could inherit the fortune of Naruto Uzumaki like that. Yet, here he was, a retired Hokage, teaching three kids who didn't quite get along with each other no different than what a past Hokage and a Hokage candidate did here. Musashi stepped onto the miniature battlefield in the middle of an open field surrounded by trees and what appears to be a small lake. They had more than plenty of space here. Usually it'd be hard to get this place reserved, but as he had some former administrative influence, Musashi was able to accomplish the feat relatively easily.

A busy time, even if not on a festival day. Henzaku Town was just a few dozen kilometers north-east from Konohagakure, and it no doubt had the same level of activity as the last time he had been there.. He actually hadn't even been to the quarters for almost a year, and this was well back when he was still serving as Hokage. Before then, back when he was known as you-know-who, Musashi would often frequent this time not so much for gambling but really to see if he can pick up some foxes for company. Ah, it has really been a long time, but now he'd be making his return in order to stock up on some things. He had planned to go to the Land of the Tea, and in addition to getting the supplies, he also had to speak to an old friend of his about getting a new set of clothes. The town was nearby, and Musashi could even hear the bustling noise from the forest he was in. But as he was walking about towards the town, Musashi spotted another man on a trail perpendicular to the one he was walking on, and no doubt they'd intersect if they were to walk at the same rate. Musashi glanced at the man, and after a few seconds, had no doubt in his mind the identity of this known killer. Hakai the Demon of the Mist. He did not remember what his last name was, but he did not that he hailed from a powerful Kirigakure clan. Musashi knew him all too well as a fellow S-rank, and was quite the fearsome shinobi. Musashi could only observe his hunch and his stride, to watch this legendary behemoth stalk within visual range of him. Slowing down his pace inch by inch, guilty memories of the past came back to him, and the worst could only be assumed in his paranoid mind. The warrior instinct activating, had he not abandoned who he was for the impression of a killing instinct? Bloodlusted, Musashi thought back to those three, and seeing this man in the Land of Fire armed with the legendary Samehada and Executioner's Blade, he could not help but think, whether it can be concluded or not, that now is the time to end the fight that those three had alas, turning back the pendulum, had given to him today.

Hakai had passed him now, heading his way towards wherever. Musashi tapped the sides of the handles of each Takashi sword before curling his fingers a little bit inwards, causing the chakra to flow into the metals of his blades, where it'll then disappear as part of this ninja's magic trick, allowing a samurai's set of swordsmanship arts to be utilized. Back turned and six meters away, Musashi would make his move. Swiftly drawing one of his blades out in an Iai-like manner, a copied blade of the Takashi swung out and flew towards Hakai like a dart, hitting him right in the back of his chest. Musashi now burst forward towards hakai's direction, dishing out another blade copy from four meters away that would no doubt hit him right in his left leg between the hip and knee area. Inflicting impaled wounds upon the enemy, the Demon will face shock and rendered immobility as his own life procured and ravaged by disease would come closer to its end. Still continuining his rush attack, Musashi went on to execute the final blitz, to incapacitate his enemy's consciousness. With quick, deliberate steps, Musashi would cut right along the right side of Hakai's chest near the rib area, a wound sufficiently long and severe enough that he'll be caught completely off guard by this brutal attack and will be crippled by it, before he enters into syncope. The enemy's body laid before him, Musashi unsheathed one of his blades as he carried the body along his shoulder, with the face masked, and his weapons sealed in a scroll. He hurried back from where he came from, to Konohagakure where they'd be able to examine him....