Loser Inconvenienced

As Kozata departed from the village, he felt a little bit of nostalgia. Nevertheless, a childish love of adventure filled him. Here he was, out here, on his own! In a few minutes (no, hours, no maybe more) he would be at Tengakure, some wacky sky whatever village filled with scrubs. Of course, Kozata himself didn't know that, being a mere pawn in the grand scheme of the universe, and not absolutely omniscient. He could have no idea that at that moment, Tengakure was lead by two people with weird accents and their underling lackey with an even worse accent... not that those even applied.
But here was something worse... here he was, on a boat in the middle of the sunlit ocean, in the flatlands of the world. Well, more like the flat-waters. Well, while he was here, may as well attempt to do something of use. He tapped his head, attempting to remember something from out of his old book. No... he couldn't remember anything. Damn, how inconvenient. Well, he would just have to wait. In that case, he could always commune with the voice in his head, the voice of that massive, butt ugly mansion, as he liked to call it sometimes.
BEHOLD!
Oh dear... it was beginning again... the bright day around him dissolved as he was whisked back to the place within his mind. What did the voice want with him this time? He was vaguely aware that the clouds had quite disappeared from the sky, and that the sun was now beaming on his fading mind body. Well, at the very least, he was wearing sun screen. High quality, shima sun screen. Truly, it was the best, being of the highest SPF (being sun protection factor) possible for a cream made in an island factory.
So now.... where was he? Oh no, this was bad. Rather than finding himself in the eerily calm and peaceful world of the mansion and its gates, he found himself hurtling through space, through the blackness of the void. Stars, planets, ugh, everything was whizzing by him. He screamed, but you can't talk in space. In that case, why could he breathe? It took him a few seconds to realize that this was, after all, a dream scape. Well, fuck his luck. He was in a place where what little physics he knew made no sense at all, it seemed. How depressing.
BEHOLD! YOUR BEAUTIFUL BLUE PLANET, THE BRIGHT SUN, THE SHINING STARS!
So... the voice was telling him to look around? He was now in orbit around the earth, the blueness of the oceans beneath him. Whaa...? He was getting dizzy! "Let me down, you asshole!" In an instant, he was back on the boat, bobbing up and down. Aw, man! The waves had increased and now he realized that he had a great weakness: not water itself, not wood, not even hot girls (although that came at a close second or third). No... in fact, his weakness was seasickness. Oh dear, this was not good at all. "FINE! You win, creepy house voice. Take me back to outer spaaaace!" With that, he was taken back into orbit. It was surprisingly quiet out there, but Kozata was on his guard. The voice could not be trusted.
THIS.... IS YOUR BEGINNING AND YOUR END. There it was again, the dark chakra. It was swelling up inside of him! Kozata quickly made a ram handseal and began expending the excess chakra. Damn, damn damn! This was bad. If this continued, then the boat would probably explode. Then, he remembered. There was a way he could trick this beast of a voice! A jutsu in his book... he remembered! He grabbed some paper from his pack, and performed the jutsu, the excess chakra flowing from his body. Yes.... he could do this! He would then seal from it, a small pen. However, it seemed that the voice had other plans in mind for him. As he did this, suddenly his chakra went wacky! He felt the boat being sucked in, and cried out, attempting to cancel the jutsu. He couldn't have his sexy hair and well lotioned skin be ruined by sea water! Well, it seemed that he would have to listen to the voice after all, he thought, as he settled in for the long run. As he fell asleep, he pretended to pay attention to the voice's long drones and lectures about the destiny of mankind, and such. In particular, he was only euphoric that he had finally remembered something. The "generic sealing technique"... it would let him store things, which was cool. Well, in that case, Kozata would turn his attention back to his astrology lesson.
BOY.
"What?"
YOU ARE PART OF THE PROGRESSION FROM LIGHT TO DARK.

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>.> denied....you cn't gain stats on travel topics even if you are waiting the 24 hours

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