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Yurei
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Wed Dec 15, 2021 11:19 pm





Yurei




“B-Boss! It’s them!” one of the gang members called out. 

Yurei did not acknowledge him, even with his eyes. Instead they bore into Irobuchi himself. The three tomoe swirled around his thinning pupils, as he raised his head to look down on the man. He was built, strong, but old. His face wore strained wrinkles, and flecks of his black hair grew white with age. 

“I do not believe in ghosts nor demons,” Hasashi spat. The old man’s wrist tightened, finding its grip on the handle of his katana. He drew into his stance, ready to unsheath the blade at any moment.

Yurei squinted, eyeing the man from top to bottom. His chakra signature was the strongest of any in the room save for himself and Damon. Still, it was enough to be considered a threat. The rabble around him, too, was stronger than those outside. The old man had surrounded himself with the strongest of his entourage. 

“Who are you, really, shinobi?” He asked, raising his head mirror-like. He pursed his lips, clenching his teeth. Yurei could see the muscles in his cheeks toiling. It was no mistake he could identify the Uchiha as a ninja. He and his group were essentially playing the role, if but merely playing. With no ties to a village directly, the Uchiha secretly wondered if their circumstances had been similar. What drove this man with such potential to mounting petty robbery and harassment between the notable villages of the ninja world.

Yurei found himself beginning to care less. If this is what he had chosen, then the Uchiha would be the one to etch his fate. A waste.

“No answer?” he swallowed, sighing. “Very well! Kill the bastard!” 

His sword clicked, and, suddenly, he was on Yurei. Unsheathed, the blade locked with Yurei’s kunai. 

Yurei’s eyelids fell, bisecting his Sharingan as the Uchiha fell into the flows of combat. Unlike Damon in his youth, Yurei’s role in combat was always a means to an end before anything else. He found no passion in the role itself nor in many things he once had. Even less so now than ever. The dance as it were, he took seriously, but there was no fire, no rage, no burning drive other than a cold desire to prove a point - to win. An exercise.

Metal clashed on metal, and the old man pressed his advantage. Where Yurei found himself a cold wind, this man raged like a torrent of blaze and cinders. Fire was his blood, and combat was his language. He was a swordsman through and through, and Yurei recognized the style and precision immediately.

A Kirigakure Ninja.

He’d read of them. The experience was only second hand, from textbooks and the like, but this was the first time Yurei had encountered one from the Hidden Mist. His bladework denoted nothing less than a venomous intent to kill. The barrage of slashes echoed about the room, but Yurei forged a handseal between each blow. The old man’s chakra surged, and, locking blades, he pushed Yurei backwards. The Kuroi Taiyo members flooded in, pressing into him to close the then-made gap. The Uchiha’s Kunai launched from his grasp, flying into the nearest’s face. He wrenched the weapon from its target, spinning it around himself. The gang stopped mere inches from the blade, pausing. 

Yurei blinked, and the kunai had lodged itself into the stone wall to his right. Hasashi was on him once more, the wire connecting Yurei to his kunai, falling silently on either side of the old man’s blade. He launched, thrusting his katana between Yurei’s eyes. It stopped mere inches from the mask.

Hashashi stared at Yurei through clenched teeth. Sweat burrowed between the creases in his aged skin. “You…” He turned his head, looking behind him with bated breath. Air swirled between them, and screams fill the basement’s static air. 

The void behind them expanded, pulling those within its proximity into its emptiness. An imitation black hole.

Hasashi’s blade lurched through the air as he regained control. His foot planted into the ground, and in an overhead strike he met a pair of kunai, glancing off of them as the duel continued.

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WC: 699
TCW: 2968

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Fri Dec 17, 2021 11:51 pm





Damon


Damon heard the yelling from the stairs. The sound waves bounced off the corridor he was descending, allowing him to hear everything. Criminals are, by nature, a cowardly and superstitious lot. The problem, he realized, was that there were men who would not fall to these deceptions. Men like Hasashi. Unfortunately for this man, however, he had chosen to wrong a village that was under their unspoken protection. The protection of innocents. He smirked beneath his mask. I once sought to live my life for this. The image of the elderly woman, coming out into the forest in the pouring rain in order to give offerings to demons, came to mind as Damon took the last step, now on equal footing with the rest of the momentary survivors.

A wall of black flame put a halt to the surge of support for Yurei’s foe. Exclaiming in surprise, the remnants looked around for its source. What they saw was blood dripping from beneath one side of the tengu mask. The figure did not speak, instead he cocked his head to the side, a tactic Yurei and he had favored. It challenged those in front of them with its sinister aura, making the fearful flee in abject terror or charge in hopeless desperation. The former tried to no avail to search for an escape route, black flames encircling them and preventing all options, save for the door where the Tengu stood. Those who charged him with swords, weapons, and jutsu would find their efforts in vain. Water style was combined with Fire style and Wind Style, all attempts to form and strengthen mist and smoke in order to blind the Uchiha to their true attacks. Metal and chakra alike clashed onto chakra as pale as the moon to no avail. A rib cage had sprung up about Damon’s person, seeming to burn. From this cage came a skeletal arm, which wound back and smacked those who had charged him, pushing them back towards Yurei. These unfortunate souls found themselves launched through the air, through the scorching darkness which clung to their bodies, and into a now burning sphere of darkness which sought to eat everything in its vicinity.


WC: 2190
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Sat Dec 18, 2021 12:29 am





Yurei




Metal screamed, and Yurei felt the pressure of Hasashi’s strength pushing him back, even against the void. He narrowed his eyes, only just putting up resistance with kunai crossed. Then, he felt it. 

Damon.

Screams bellowed even against the void. The howling winds thrusting from the room gathered, and black fire raged alongside the rip in time and space. Chakra filled the air, jutsu fired haphazardly. The smells of ozone permeated every breath. 

Hashashi’s eyes flashed, first to Damon then back to Yurei in mangled fear and anger. Yurei lifted his head, white, soulless eyes, staring back at the old man. The Uchiha imagined that amidst the roaring fires Irobuchi could see his aged reflection. The many years now catching up to him - this moment.

The blade slide downward, and sparks mirrored in Yurei’s eyes before they faded into the hannya mask’s darkness. Hashashi swung, meeting Yurei’s kunai as the Uchiha counterattacked, thrusting his kunai in a stab. Hasashi’s body moved like water, flowing with Yurei in step and effortlessly meeting the other blade with the length of his own. He was agile, perhaps one of the best Yurei had ever faced. Had the Uchiha not summoned the imitation black hole, he would not have lasted in close quarters - save for one technique.

Between clashes, men flew into the void, now at its peak. Their screams, their jutsu, their fervent need to live collided with the battle between these two shinobi in a symphony of bloodshed. And now, it was clear Hasashi age had caught up with him. 

He was panting. Every strike, every blow, carried the same weight as before, the same enraged bloodlust that burned so brightly, but he was panting. Tiring. Yurei could see his chakra not dwindling but shaking, vibrating. It was unstable. 

“Demon or not, I will not allow you to ruin everything I’ve built!” He spat with sheer venom.

Yurei thrust himself backwards, clasping his hands together. Just as the shinobi was on him once more, fire erupted from his mask’s mouth. An orange blaze filled Yurei’s vision, and, for a moment he thought he’d kill him.

The blaze roared, swirling in a sphere before him. But out of it, a silhouette grew and erupted from the fires. Wind surged from Hasashi blade as he charged, slashing across Yurei’s midsection with one swoop of his blade. The fire subsided. The void was an echo, leaving nothing in its wake but the stillness of the air. 

He felt something, something cold, then hot in his throat - boiling. The old man rose, his fingers rising to his strained neck. A kunai, wedged in its side, filled his hand’s grasp. Then, a pale hand. 

Yurei stood before him, unharmed. Irobuchi’s eyebrows furrowed in confusion. He knew he had hit his mark, killed the demon where he stood, but, now as he gripped his killer’s hand, he felt cold. His eyes glanced upward, and what stood before him was no demon. It was not even his chamber, but a home not his own. A blood-stained moon, and a man at his feet, dead.

The Uchiha’s father.

And before him, Yurei himself.

This was the first time Yurei spoke. His voice was calm, raspy. It felt not as if it were coming from the thing standing before him, but from somewhere else. Somewhere distant. “What you just experienced was ninshu. A link between us when you touched my hand.” Hashashi fell, sliding off of the kunai. His sword clattered to the floor, and his hand grasped at his neck as rivers of red rushed from it. He moved to open his mouth, to speak, but blood gurgled forth, trickling down his chin. 

Yurei moved towards him. His kimono slid across the stone floor, but Yurei himself made no sound, giving the impression that he was floating just over it. “What you saw was my father. The night I killed him.” The Uchiha bent down, grasping the katana in his spindly grip. He stood over the man, looking down at the crumpled mess before him struggling for breath. 

“Y-” he stared, blood bubbling in his mouth. “You’re a dem-”

“A man.” Yurei flicked his wrist, and Hasasahi’s head rolled from his shoulders.

The still burning black fire came into view, and for the first time Yurei could hear its characteristic roar. He turned to Damon amidst the bodies, dropping the blade next to its wielder's corpse. “We’re finished, here.”
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WC: 739
TCW: 3707
Damon
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Sat Dec 18, 2021 8:24 pm





Damon


His red eyes scanning the room, Damon made sure there were no survivors from within his ribcage of chakra. The work the two had just finished pulled at his core, but this was the warped reality of what he had once dreamt. A life defined by the slaughter of those perceived to be evil from one side, a life that was only measured by how many other lives it had been able to snuff out during its time on this earth. A celebration of death and destruction, all so that the enacters could believe themselves stronger and safer. A bloody and necessary endeavor at times, but a far too romanticized one all the same. With an eye crying a stream of blood, the black flames adorned the room still, burning softly against the newfound silence of the room. This silence was broken only by Yurei’s words for a moment, accompanied by a head and the sound of clanging metal rattling against the stone. Adorning its face was an expression of fear that had been sealed. 

Before the pair would leave, Damon pulled his mask off, slightly ruffling his hair in the process before clipping it to his waist. The blood streak adorning his right cheek marred his otherwise clean face. He gestured broadly. “Are we to leave the bodies here as a warning or would it be better for them to be removed?” Taking stock of the room before him, Damon noticed crates of ryo and goods that had been stolen from the nearby settlement. The value of money had shifted within the Uchiha’s mind, the pair not often being able to spend any they were able to accrue. Depending on Yurei’s answer, Damon would either leave the bodies as is or allow for the black flames of Amaterasu to devour them whole. “We should at least take the ryo back to the village. It is theirs after all.” He would look towards Yurei once again for a response.

WC: 2519
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Sat Dec 18, 2021 11:50 pm





Yurei


For a moment, Yurei did not speak. He simply stared at the corpse laid out before him, blood oozing from its neck in a pool. “He was a Kirigakure ninja. I could tell from his bladework alone,” he said finally. “That bloodlust.” Yurei probed the body with his foot before standing still. “I wonder why he fled. Kirigakure. If he was like us.” Yurei looked to Damon, if only briefly. “But when he touched me - I saw nothing.” For a moment, Yurei did not speak again. He simply stood there in silence, perhaps in thought.

He turned to Damon, eyes flickering as he focused in on Damon’s face. “You used your mangekyou again.” His voice didn’t carry warning or caution, perhaps implied though it was. The way Yurei spoke was so matter-of-fact, an observation more than anything. And not only was this true at this moment, but it was a habit he had begun to pick up. “Leave the bodies,” he said, finally. “This country needs less superstitions and more reality. Let them feed the beasts in the forest.” 

The clack of Yurei’s wooden sandals echoed throughout the chamber, and Yurei looked to the roaring black flames still ablaze. He closed his eyes, listening to their rumble. “Good idea. Not a coin less.” Yurei turned, looking at the old man’s body once more. The Uchiha’s head lifted, and the crates of ryo began to swirl in a motion twisting the fabric of reality. They fell into a finite point in the air, spinning to its point, and then they disappeared. Yurei’s head snapped back, jerking as if struck with recoil. He cracked his neck and sighed, readjusting the mask on his face.

“One step closer.”

WC: 285
TCW: 3992

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Sun Dec 19, 2021 1:15 am





Damon


“I don’t think it matters much where someone is from,” Damon began. “As far as we’re concerned, anyways.” He walked over to the Oni. “He’s no one that people will write about. There won’t be stories about him. Proper ones, anyways. At best, he’ll become a cautionary tale about how demons will kill you in the night if you’re up to no good. But no one will care who he was or where he was from.” Damon understood this well, as he had once dreamed of being listed among the history books, his name, his life remembered. Now, he lived his life in complete disregard of that ideal, behind a mask and in the shadows. The world would likely be better if it forgot his name.

“So I did,” he said candidly. The pair had tried not to use their Mangekyo as often as they could avoid it. Few things called for attention than the unique jutsu that sprung from eyes that those in power might know they possessed. The pair had gone through so much trouble back when Akio had been killed, over what? Pushing these thoughts aside, Damon narrowed his eyes in confusion as Yurei spoke, allowing for the youth to finish storing the ryo for transportation before beginning again himself. “Wasn’t the whole idea to target superstition?” The sandals may have echoed against the floor, but his words echoed against the walls. The black flames died down and faded into nothingness, the only trace they were ever here being a trail of corpses and soot. “Brother, you’ve yet to even take off your mask. Superstition is all that we’ve really had for- what’s it been, years now? Why the sudden change of heart?” Unbeknownst to Damon himself, he found a sense of purpose in this facade the two had concocted. Adorning a mask to protect yourself and those you know while being able to be the change that the world needed. It was the faint glimmer of a dream, one stranger than he had once dreamt.

WC: 2858
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Sun Dec 19, 2021 9:14 pm





Yurei


Yurei stared at the horrible expression etched into Irobuchi’s face as Damon spoke. He stood motionless, waiting for Damon to finish.  Hasashi was a footnote, not even a chapter, in their tale. He was right, but it seemed the point had gone over Damon’s head. But still, Yurei could feel a wash of cold anger creeping behind him, like a sprinkle of freezing rain. All that power, and this is what Hasashi chose to do with it. He gave a nod, then turned to Damon to acknowledge him.

“When I put on this mask, and you yours, the goal was not to become Gods to these people, these villagers. It was to hide ourselves, to become what we wore to terrorize these men and those like them. It was never my intention to obtain reverence.” Yurei’s long hands wove around him, unwinding the straps securing the mask to his face. It detached with a wooden clack, and Yurei turned to face Damon directly. Blood streamed from both eyes, now a pale white free of tomoe. “We are the Oni and the Tengu because we are myth made real. I know now that adoration, even out of fear, comes alongside that, but you misunderstood me, or maybe I did not make myself clear enough.”

Yurei stood straight, gesturing to the corpses laid about the chamber with thin, long arms. “What killed these men was very much real. And their bodies will remain here to be eaten away, by beast or by time, and those who see them, hear of them, will know that we killed them. Not that they vanished. Not that they packed their things and disappeared. Not that someone convinced them to leave. They will know that those who abused their powers were laid waste, murdered in return without chance for remorse.” Yurei’s eyes fixed on his brother. “I’m not interested in creating ghost stories, Damon. What I want is to make them real.

The Uchiha’s arms stretched, and his black sleeve moved to wipe the blood from his porcelain eyes. Yurei attached the mask to his face, tying it firmly. The grooves and contours fit snugly, almost as if it were part of him. “But it’s because of that we can’t stay. Once words spread, those hunting us will come looking. But one day, even they’ll believe these stories for what they are. The truth.”

WC: 400
TCW: 4392


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Mon Dec 20, 2021 8:46 pm





Damon


The boy had jested over the notion that an elderly woman would go out of her way to feed demons, yet perhaps this was not wholly untrue. Did she mean to feed two souls who were trying to help her home or was her intent to truly give offerings to spirits of the forest. The very notion that he could even become a god among men was something that had not crossed his mind in a very long time. Yet, it seemed that they still had gathered some believers all the same. "Adoration from fear is nothing to be scoffed at. Some people-” His mind flashed with images, from his adoptive father to one of his closest friends. From the place he once called home turning his back on him and those involved. “-seem predestined to be feared rather than loved.”

While Damon had been thinking of the wants of those who might want to restore the temple, the dirty work done for them, when he mentioned disposing of the bodies, it seemed Yurei had considered the matter in a broader scope. Yet, that was how it tended to play out. Damon handled the now, Yurei handled the later. The message needed to be left behind, even if it meant being delivered to innocents as well. At what point does concern for the innocent become pushed to the side for the greater good? He donned his red mask once again, the monster eclipsing the man. He had thought that Yurei was the one unable to separate himself from the masks. But perhaps, Damon had simply been unaware of his own reliance upon it.

WC: 3131
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Mon Dec 20, 2021 10:04 pm





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Yurei’s eyes flashed at the mention of fate. He scowled at Damon from beneath the mask, narrowing his now serious eyes. “No one is predetermined to any fate. We all have our choices, and those choices carry us to our ends, nothing else. Others have the power to shape our decisions.” Yurei turned, pacing himself to the stairs. He looked up at their darkness, and the faint sound of the thunderstorms could be heard just over the pitch black flames. “But only if you let them.”

He ascended the stairs, and he never looked back.

The journey to the village was tedious. Dry, despite the copious rain, but not unsatisfying. Nor, however, did Yurei find it satisfying upon thought. They’d won, snuffed out their enemies and now made to return what was stolen from the villages they’d protected. But that flame burning inside Yurei’s heart had grown cold, and his drive at times seemed almost robotic. His was a passion that did not burn, but had instead frozen and continued to spread.

Time was ticking, and they’d spent long enough here. Once the ryo was returned, he and Damon would move to leave the village and soon Demon Country before they overstayed their welcome. 

Upon returning, the village was quiet. At peace. The sounds of frogs accompanied the light rain churning above them. The only other sound in the village was that of Uchiha’s feet splashing in the muddied roads. Yurei came to the town square, eyeing the stilled houses, darkness pouring from their windows. Activating his sharingan, reality bent, and the crates of stolen ryo emptied onto the streets, their contents secure inside. 

The night passed, and, without sleep, Yurei watched atop the caves he and Damon had found refuge in. The sun rose, bringing light to a dark sky once fraught with storms. An old woman, carrying her basket, wept at that statue, tears dripping onto its stone base. Yurei could hear her thanks from where he knelt, even through the tears she fought against. The Uchiha turned his gaze, looking to the sunset and the village that lay just before it. They had nothing to thank him for.

Not yet.

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TCW: 4755
Claims: 4755/5000 to [url=https://www.narutoroleplaygame.com/t51019-unbound-destiny]Unbound Destiny[/url]
16000 Ryo / 40 AP / A Pastry from Old Woman Aoi
Additional 20 AP from Long Distance = 60
47 Stats to Chakra = 97



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Wed Dec 22, 2021 2:38 am





Damon


What other way was there to explain the sheer level of opposition the pair had faced? There was not much either boy had done besides exist that seemed to bring them misfortune. From parental figures being killed by others or even their own offspring, to friends and partners dying for reasons beyond unnecessary. Where the two went, death was always close behind, reaping the seeds they sought to sow in some with its sick scythe. Yet, fate itself is a mistress even crueler than death. To fight against one’s own fate, a pattern emerges in that doing so only attracts more disaster. “Contesting destiny only invites the world to course correct back to the path on which it believes you belong. It was never a matter of letting others shape your decisions, because that may well just be a medium destiny uses.” He grimaced, following the now silent Yurei up the stairs. “I suppose we’ll just have to see which of us is right, brother.”

With the topic put to the side to be determined another day, the pair did not have much to discuss upon their departure. Slaughter, no matter how justified, was not an act that put one in a talkative mood for the most part. This was no glorious war or legend to be told, it was pest extermination at best. They arrived at the local village, too small to be recognized on any maps. Yet, there were still people here, and the Uchiha returned the ryo to them for them to continue living life as it should have been. The ryo rattled in its crate as they were deposited, and the coins clinked against one another as if excited to be back where they were meant to be, in the pockets of those who desperately needed it. People who could now afford to feed their families and keep on living, no matter the cost. The entire altercation with the bandits should fade into obscurity with time, the silent protectors who stole from the unjust and returned to exaggerated into a bedtime story for children. The very Oni and Tengu who looked out upon a reverent woman praying at a shrine that was not even meant for them.

--Exit--
WC: 3502
Claiming: 1750/1750 to Glare, 1500/1500 to Yellow Wallpaper at B rank, remaining 252/500 to Chakra Mask
16000 Ryo, 40 AP, A Pastry from Old Woman Aoi, 20 AP from Long Distance
35 Stats, 25 to Vigor, 10 to Chakra

*Note, Yurei and I are both claiming 16k ryo due to both possessing this
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