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Tue May 29, 2018 6:07 pm
After his initial reunion with his family after a long, arduous voyage to a land unseen by most of his shinobi, Xyxer had resigned himself to his chambers most days, sparing the odd day for meditation in the gardens. He could no longer enjoy the luxuries of others, nor their consequence free existence. His shoulders were started to grow heavier with each day that passed and his power became more prominent; he was no longer the recluse Kage that interacted solely with fishing settlements. No longer the idle Kage that only yearned for vengeance rather than claiming it with blood and fear. His name was now spoken of in hushed whispers around the villages he'd been through, often compared to otherworldly beings of malicious intent. A malevolent specter roused solely to inflict as much suffering it could; voracious beyond content.

Despite all of this, he was no longer the mad dog he had once been. The rabid hound once tethered to single villages like a mockery of the great wolf Fenrir. Most of them had been led by weak kages with no backbone, no will to have terrible events unfold to protect the village. They cared more for some nauseous notion of morality, or perhaps even a corrupted form of honour where losing the lives of those loyal to them was a superior option of their enemies. It made no sense, but Xyxer would break that mold of leadership. He'd sailed across the ocean with an army at his back and conquered the expanses of Konoha, granting them mercy in the form of an alliance. A fatal choice he'd come to realise later down the line. No, a vital choice. The abandonment of his insatiable bloodlust would serve him in the future, or perhaps even some form of taming.

Words buzzed in his ears as if someone was trying to communicate with him but they mimicked the sound of a fly. He had to prepare himself to take the next step without failure. If his resolve weakened, or he proved to be too weak to dominate the rest of the world it could spell ruin for his family. His legacy would be stained with his final failure.. The only important one. 

Finally, the sound of feet advancing down the hallway struck his ears. Light footsteps, not filled with tension as most are that come down the hall. Something within him stirred which was foreign to him, a curiosity poking at the back of his mind for something.. greater than the footsteps. Greater than the man they belonged to.

The door opened to reveal his twin, Takeo Tadashi, who promptly made his way inside the room before Jester closed the door behind him. His desk was mostly free of clutter other than stacks of paper that pertained to the recent war and the funds involved, as well as the boons that could be offered. A light smile softened the features of the Jinchuriki, his head nodding a little in greeting to his brother. "I'm surprised you came to the office, brother/ Is there something you need, or did you merely come to congratulate me on my success?" He almost sneered at his own words.

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Sat Jun 02, 2018 3:10 pm
Chips of ice returned the gaze of Takeo, studiously appraising everything about the man that he could upon his entry. He'd became rather proficient at reading the body language of people since his days in the ANBU Corps of Kirigakure No Sato. Low-level criminals often betrayed their thoughts with either grand actions or through shrinking at mentions of certain details. Remorse often played into the criminal psychology, many did not want to commit the acts yet it was like a mother seeing her youngest child being taken away by the current; no thoughts for oneself when they threw themselves headfirst into the murky depths to retrieve their offspring. A compulsion that couldn't truly be explained in words. Yet the quality of remorse didn't seem to be a trait that the two in the room shared. Takeo never lamented about his part in the destruction of the village that raised him, all of that lost history; destroyed heirlooms passed down between generations no longer.

With these thoughts creeping in his mind there was a trickery of light; Takeo's eyes had plummeted into darkness with a small, circular iris gleaning an almost sandy yellow, yet it was gone just as his thoughts started to devote themselves to the image. Although his mind told him it was an illusion, a simple game that was being played, something else within the male pushed back and told him otherwise.  

A strange sensation ran through Xyxer, one that almost mimicked a feeling if he had to place a name to it. Almost as if he had not seen his brother in what felt like a millennia despite having met at the gates. The words of his brother even struck him with more significance than he usually devoted to them; not as many quips as he used to layer into his speeches. If truth be told, Takeo seemed to have been.. humbled. Almost withdrawn into himself. The brother that always displayed himself in such a flamboyant way that a golden peacock would be in awe of his self-confidence.

Xyxer shrugged in response, a single word escaping his lips in response to his first comment, "Loyalty." Xyxer could never live in a village such as Konohagakure. The children themselves seemed more akin to brats, their endless optimism brought about unpleasant thoughts. All of them were children who did not understand the cruel hand of the world. People from Kirigakure knew. People from Tengakure had started to know. Shimagakure did not yet know the terrible end they nearly met had their leader not made a wise choice on that rainy night. "These people have served me faithfully all the way from Tengakure to here, it'd be wrong to betray them and leave the people that have aided in my efforts." The words sounded noble in theory, but a streaking thought ran through his mind of when he left Old Kirigakure to pursue a different path with the Sannin that had once drowned Konohagakure. A grave mistake that had to be learnt from.

His brother's goal to become an active shinobi was amusing to him, yet curious more than anything. He'd wandered for years and now wanted to join the village.. Perhaps he was bloodthirsty. The tales of Kirigakure's conquest were likely out in the open at this point, and the brutality they used to teach Konohagakure a lesson would likely be infamous. Yet when a man provides you with a goose that lays golden eggs you don't bother to ask questions, nor to mock it. Nodding his head after a few seconds of deliberation Xyxer clasped his hands on top of the table. "Very well, but we have no use for you in the lower ranks, you've obviously proven yourself greater than that. Have you ever been an ANBU Operative, brother? A Hunter-Nin? The most active roles you can find; death weaved between each footstep. You lose your identity when you wear the mask, and you become something greater than you once were. Something along that vein is what you desire, no?" The mask had always helped the Leviathan, it hid the lack of emotion within. The emptiness that gnawed away.

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Mon Jun 11, 2018 3:51 pm
Catching the frown upon Takeo's features was enough information for Xyxer. The comment had been wounding to the male, yet perhaps not too much as he had no further comment to add. He did wonder how his brother felt about the shenanigans that unfolded in Tengakure, he'd certainly not been shy about the destruction yet.. that could just as easily have been the innate desire for destruction that Tadashi's seemed to be crave. He'd be lying if he said that he didn't enjoy the theatrics that had occurred on that day.. the deft movement of lightning as it soared through the concrete jungle that scratched the sky.. All of the history of the village being reduced to rubble. The legacy of those that had scorned him nothing more than a tale that mothers told their children to lull them to sleep. 

A scratching voice caught him in the back of his mind, reminding him that he'd spared the villagers on that dark day. No.. It wasn't a dark day. It was one of retribution. No, not retribution, the culprits didn't die. The conflict within his mind caused him a degree of discomfort as he fidgeted in his seat. Children do not bear the sins of their parents. He kept reminding himself of this phrase, willing the hunger for violence to dissipate an leave him alone so he could enjoy the reunion between himself and perhaps the only person that Xyxer could truly consider an equal. 

He had to move. If he remained seated he'd grow uneasier with each passing second until he exploded. Standing up from the chair, his hands pressing against the desk for support he caught the gaze of his brother going out through the window. Following it, the gentle clashing of the waves and the rocking of the boats that were out fishing brought about a calm for him once more. Diligent people despite the circumstances. That's why he didn't kill them. 

Returning his attention to his brother, a smile polished his features while he started to walk beside him, the brotherly affection he felt overwhelming him. In a world where people were exploited and died like insects, these two had ascended and proven themselves beyond the average shinobi. Takeo's words faded when the monsters eyes caught the scar that ran down his neck. Diagonal slash. Flashblade. A torrent of blood during a spar. This was what Xyxer did to those he considered equals.. those he cared for. He couldn't settle for being on the same level as anyone, even if he truly wanted to defend them. No.. he couldn't desire the defense of Takeo otherwise he wouldn't have cut as far down as he did. He could have stopped it. He'd intended for that suffering on his brother. To remind him of his place beneath the Wrath of Tengakure. To give him a memento mori to remember him by each time he looked at himself.

His vision became crimson for a few seconds and his hand moved of another entities volition, initially grasping for his throat to remind him once more of their roles. Unease filled his mind again while he watched as a passenger in his own body.. was this what paralysis was? If he was moving surely not.. before any notable distance could be gained from the movement he finally found himself able to move once more. The brotherly love crashed into him like a tsunami again and he extended his arms outwards towards his brother in an uncustomary gesture for the male, "It's pleasant to see the world hasn't changed you, brother." His arms would remain outward to give his ol' brother a hug. Perhaps it was to play off the action that had been out of his control, or maybe he truly wished for Takeo to know he wasn't expendable in his thoughts.

Not yet.

If he accepted the hug he'd pull away soon after, or simply begin talking regardless in response to what was said. "Every grim storm requires a beaming lighthouse so we can safely return home." Xyxer grinned again at his words. There was a truth behind the fact, but it was doubtful that either of them understood how much they ground the other. Not at this point at least. Xyxer nodded towards the ANBU so that the door could be opened before he started to walk out, expecting his brother to follow him. Reaching a blocked off part of the building, with a multitude of torches stashed to the side, Xyxer took two and handed one of the beacons to his brother that already metaphorically glowed, yet perhaps a literal light would be of assistance to him in the coming journey. Igniting the torch with a match before he put the flame of the match out, he'd offer the light from his torch to his brothers, exposing them both to the light while they went through the next sector.

"Of course not, Takeo. That position is reserved for those I trust to not slide a dagger between my ribs." He joked as he made his way down through the building, a shadow following the two of them as they proceeded to the concrete depths. He continued to speak during the descent into the darkness of the earth, "We can change the world, you and I. Just like we dreamed of as children. Legacies that ensure we never get forgotten. I'd never cheat you of our glory.. you were Tenkage before me, brother, you're capable. As ANBU.. I'll want you to assassinate high-profile targets. Brutally." Xyxer stopped walking while he spoke, turning to his brother to accentuate the sentence while the light of the flame illuminated his features, "Brutality is how we establish ourselves. Tear apart every crevice of these individuals, make them unrecognizable when they're discovered. Let them know the Tadashi, and Kirigakure, have left their gory mark." When he finished speaking he'd pause a second longer before moving down the flights of stairs once more, now a good way under the building beyond most sensory.

Arriving at a steel vault that was the final destination of the trip that was blocked off to people who weren't able to access the Mizukage, Xyxer moved towards a generic brick in the wall, pressing his hand against it with light force before it popped inwards and several more bricks came out across the floor and walls. The key was to enter them in the correct order if you wanted to access the vault, which wasn't too difficult as Xyxer went about tapping the bricks in an organised sequence. The lock on the vault clicked. Wrapping his free hand around one of the exposed areas of the door, he'd pull it open and gesture for Takeo to enter before following him inside. A vast room would be doused in darkness, hiding its secrets from those who couldn't see without aid. Yet fortunately, they both had it.

Walking further into the room, the flickering flames exposed faces upon the walls. Glaring, mocking, smiling, chirpy. The faces were unique in their own right, aligned upon the walls for what seemed to be an endless distance inside the darkness of the room, yet who was to say it just a mere room? To some initiates it was truly the abyss, as they could never find the opposite of one wall. Some even felt like the masks were following them, pulling them towards certain masks that longed to be worn once more. Masks that had a history that weren't always clean, nor admirable. In this room the heart found what it desired; both anonymity and an identity. A new life to be lived behind a new face. Xyxer did not need to speak to his brother, as the masks would tell him all he needed to know. Their footsteps would echo throughout the chamber as the former ANBU advanced deeper into the darkness, the eyes of the masks all glaring at a blackness that rippled deeper in the tomb. The man that killed many stood on the rocks beside the dark liquid, awaiting his brother. He couldn't truly be ANBU if he didn't experience a rebirth. Only the drowned can be reborn.

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Sun Jun 24, 2018 4:58 pm
As Xyxer spoke to his brother on the staircase he noticed something different about him. A flicker of light perhaps that hit his eyes in a funny way.. almost a genjutsu. Was his brother fond of genjutsu? For a brief moment his eyes replicated the endless void, yet there was something else in the center; amber dots. Likely a trick of the darkness in unison with the dim light of the torch and nothing more, the shadows themselves did not bend to the whim of the conqueror. With the thought behind him as suddenly as it came, he proceeded down the staircase.

Once they found themselves within the carnivorous abyss Xyxer strode towards the part where he felt most comfortable in the cavern. As his feet passed over the stone beneath him he couldn't help but look towards the masks that seemed to change each time he came down to this forbidden chamber of the world. Sometimes they resembled the faces of those he'd slain, those he'd witnessed dying; allies, foes, civilians. He was numb when he saw the faces of those he'd encountered, tears couldn't fall from the husk of what was once a demon in spite of how much it tried to be tamed.

Truth be told, Xyxer had little understanding of why he was so willing to perform grotesque actions of unjust retribution. The violence he used to dominate others was nothing short of despicable, yet the way he did it.. was mesmerizing. Perhaps there was a beauty in his art after all. The finesse of a human body and its full capabilities when exercised could defy even the will of the most formidable opponents.. their flames nothing more than scorched earth in the position the melee prodigy had once been. Blood flashed across his vision before a cloak formed around the body of the bisected Denkiteki. The memory invaded his sense and he could almost taste the iron.. To slay a Jinchuriki, that would be a feat.

Turning his eyes towards the Jinchuriki wandering towards him, his shoulders rolled backwards to ease the tension in his muscles. Together they could change this world; for better or worse, it did not matter. Their mark would be left in some form or another whether it be the creation of a paradise or even the end of the world. They were something special. Takeo Tadashi.. the chosen son of their mother, yet he was the one left to take care of her and the sisters he didn't grow up with while he wandered and enjoyed all the world had in store for him.

Licking the inside of his teeth as he continued to wait for the arrival of his twin he felt his hand twitching, yet he hid the occurrence by digging his thumbs into his pockets, tightening within the fabric. Fortunately Takeo found his way into the water without an issue other than falling victim to the surprise of the temperature.. yet he could not be faulted. It wasn't exactly a Jacuzzi.

Making his way in shortly after Takeo did he didn't feel the same shudder within his flesh; he was Hozuki, this was his domain. The shadows would not bend to his whim, but water had no choice but to cave to his will and it served only to refresh him when he stood beside his brother. One hand found its way onto the back of Takeo's head, supporting the weight, with the other resting on his sternum. "Don't be defeated by idle water, Takeo, nobody will remember your name if you die in a pond." Xyxer lightly quipped, an attempt that was likely feeble in reassuring the conduit of lightning.

Lightly pushing against Takeo's breastbone he'd begin to tilt his body, submerging the lost soul inside the dusky depths. Would he find what he searched for? Of course he would, he was made of stronger materials than most shinobi, Xyxer himself had proven this and they were cut from the same cloth. He'd find solace within the water, he wouldn't be defeated by something as trivial as drowning. In this scenario he would be an aquatic phoenix; reborn from his old self so that he could become something better, something useful. A creature akin to himself.

Takeo remained under the water while Xyxer continued to keep him held down, his hands ensuring that he didn't attempt to surface out of fear of succumbing to the water. Fear was not something he should know as a member of ANBU. That was for inferior people, those who either could not or would not put the objective before their own life. Once one understands that mortality is something to be walked alongside rather than feared.. that was when they would achieve their full potential. To embrace death as a partner rather than hold it at bay as a stranger. Takeo would dance with death on this day, and he'd be the victor in his reincarnation.

It was such a beautiful moment that he almost forgot to bring his brother out from the darkness. Gently raising him by the back of his head while his alternative hand sought to tilt his body outwards once more, he retrieved the figure from the immersion of the pool. If Xyxer had said anything during the drowning Takeo would not have heard it regardless. Lifting him from the water he gently pushed his brother onto the dry ground outside of the water, leaving his likely unconscious body there while his own vitality would decide whether he was worthy to keep alive.

The Abysswalker climbed out from the depths shortly after, the dripping of water from his body echoing throughout the spacious cavern they were in.

Drip.

Drip.

Drip.

He stood there with his eyes fixated upon his brother, the flames of their torches lighting the side with their bright flare. The light bounced from Takeo as the heat licked at his wet flesh, almost as if the elements themselves wanted to see the Tadashi emerge as a new creature from the lagoon. A person to become renowned. Xyxer's dead eyes watched the catatonic body, acknowledging how his wet hair stuck to his face like glue. He seemed as if he was at peace.

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Tue Jul 17, 2018 3:15 pm
Wet hair clung to the damp features of Takeo, the man that currently lay in this dark cavern they both found themselves in. It almost seemed as if he was sleeping.. at rest. He studied the features of his brother in the dim light, noting the similarities between the two of them with faint amusement.. his eagle eyed brother. Now they both shared those hungry eyes, yet only one of them had furthered that agenda.. one that would soon be joined side by side by the only person rightful of that position. The only one Xyxer could truly consider an equal. 

Takeo was not stirring yet so Xyxer found himself studying the unconscious male more thoroughly, yet a specific mark that was left on him.. the ragged flesh stretching down his collarbone as a permanent reminder. It was ironic, he thought, that the man with the greatest barrier in the world had been harmed by one of the few people he let his guard down around. Would his beloved brother ever make that mistake again? No, he was smart.. he'd evolved. Something within him grasped the volatile nature of the Abysswalker; the entity that lured his closest relation down into the depths only for something else to emerge from the waters he found himself in. 

Still the man had not awoke from this state, and Xyxer had started to come to terms with his untimely death. The weak are left behind when they can not carry their weight, and so nature progressed with the sole heir of the Tadashi advancing upon the world, curling his fingers around each individual village: a united world under one merciful shogun. Yet, as these thoughts danced through the mind of Xyxer, a cough startled him.

He survived.

The thoughts were washed out from his mind by a gentle wave as they returned to his brother, peering down towards the man that had experienced, perhaps, his second embrace with death. How closely his brother kept that mistress in his grasp.. He almost envied him. A man of 9 lives, it would seem.. he always appeared to land on his feet regardless of the scenario. It appeared that even the genetically superior shinobi were still slave to human impulses as the initial signs of panic kicked in for Takeo, yet Xyxer thought no less of him. In the same situation, perhaps he would react the same.. Just how would a Hozuki drown. The thought strayed through his mind like a dog chasing after a stray frisbee.

Snapped once more from his runaway thoughts he witnessed the drowned man stand up from the ground shortly afterwards, confident in his own ability to not remain shook from his prior experience. Once again there was an almost imperceptible change to the eyes of Takeo, sand seemed to clog the iris' and the whites of his eyes were the polar opposite. No, another trick of the light. Perhaps his care for his brother had deluded him.

Returning the nod with a faint smile adorning his features out of pride for the Tadashi, he started to walk backwards, moving halfway towards the sole entrance and exit of the abyss. "I really ought to give you swimming lessons some time, Takeo." He said as he strolled to the desired location, once more the faces on the wall seeming to follow him.. yet he was used to it by now. They were nothing more than passive observers in this world.. the one that was detached from reality for all the twins knew. "As is customary of any ANBU, Takeo, you must have a mask to hide your features. To protect your identity when you're on your vital missions. Look around and you will find plenty, each with their own story to tell. Yet you can have only one, I'm afraid." Xyxer said as he turned back towards his Takeo, curious on what he'd be drawn to. He was ever the wildcard.
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