The Time of The Culling Games is Here!

Today had been the day for many to show their worth to the village and their determination to serve it well. An alert was sent out to all participating Genin to meet and arrive at the Inferno Arena for an important announcement. One that would either determine their future or show their flaws. Arriving ahead was the Chief of the Police Force, Iscarot Ushitora, standing in the center of the massive arena in silence. Today instead of having on his Thunder Wolf Armor, he chose to wear the Konoha Police Uniform and on his right hip had been his favored sword, Suzuka Gozen. There he would wait with his eyes closed as the children filled the arena. He had one of his officers standing by each of the entrances taking count of each Genin that came in and once all of them were in he would receive a notification on his gauntlet. Taking a deep breathe he would slowly open his eyes to look among those brave enough to answer the call of the Culling Games. Clearing his throat he would address each of those that came in," First congratulations on taking the first step that will determine whether you rise through the ranks of this village or fall. This village has not seen an Exam of this magnitude in some time, but thanks to the generosity of Lord Aokidanza and Lord Goto you all have been given a chance to show them why you are the best this village can produce....Or should be," his eyes would scan the area looking at each Genin that had individually shown up to this occasion. Continuing he would turn to the side and motion to the opposite end of the Arena where their leaders should have been descending from to address the Genin.

Bringing his hands back down he would turn his attention back to the Genin introducing the two Lords before stepping aside," Now both Lord Aokidanza and Lord Goto will fill you in on the details of these Games and will speak further from there. Give them your undivided attention....or else," and with that he would remove himself from where they were going to stand and watch from the side lines.

The time has finally risen, The Demon, Aokidanza Senju would make his way towards the center of the Inferno Arena. The Hokage was clad in his Gehenna Bsetowment, a beautifully, yet demonically crafted armor of dark shades of blue and white fur of royalty, power. Concealing his face was his grotesquely made mask/helmet that covers his head entirely aside for the back where his hair flows to the middle of his back. The demonic eyes of the mask would each (14 in total) scan around independently except for one that stayed focused in the standing mark for him at the center of the arena.

Behind him was Yachiru, his wife and his bodyguard, nothing more fierce of a protector than the woman of the house. He learned that in his lifespan. Before him only 3 feet was Souji. The Hyuuga was to be the first response in case someone was foolish enough to do harm to the Hokage and Deputy Hokage. To the right of Aokidanza was Goto, his brother. Behind them both was Tooru and Ooetsu. Yo their left and right was Karruchi Hyuuga, Ryuza Sarutobi and Michio Chinoike and his twin sister. Takara and Shikako were not able to join, show their faces as the Nara was in charge of the gates and Takara was tending to medical responses in the hospital, both very important tasks.

The Demon would wonder if Hiroya would show his face here as well, he was pleased to see that his son had returned after his first call. Shinobu and Yoru would be noticed standing directly behind Yachiru as they all made their way to the center. They all carried a dark air around them. A complete platoon of Shinobi capable of leveling an entire village on their own. Gabimaru would have been amongst them, but he was assigned to warden the Sands.

Upon reaching their destination the Root shinobi, Michio and his sister and the Siblings would all make way for the Hokage and Deputy Hokage. This was the first time that Aokidanza stood before the Genin and shinobi of this village so openly. Until now, most of them never knew who or what their Kage was or looked like. For them to see this demonic being standing before them as one of the most powerful shinobi to walk this world, they should be honored. To stand before Aokidanza is to court death and here he was granting them nothing but a treat.

His eyes would continue to scan as his Sharingan was active behind the mask. He would notice chakra buildup and movements before any of them could register their next move due to his eyes. The eyes would all stop and remained fixed on a direction that was not the same as the other. His voice would boom across the arena matching the sound and force of 1000 demonic souls, blood curling, chakra chilling and leaving an uneasiness on those that hear it.

“Thank you, Iscarot for that warm welcome. Greetings Genin of Konohagakure! Its is my pleasure to stand before you with a delightful treat for you all. For we announce the beginning of Konoha’s Culling Games. In a game of survival, there are no rulses, my mother had always said. “Play with your God-given strength, wild, and don’t feel bad for it.” But for this, survival is guaranteed, so do not fret, my children. Your presence is demanded in the Culling Games…some of your believe that you had a choice, but sadly you do not choose the culling games, the culling games chooses you. Each of you will be monitored closely in your risks, your decision making, leadership skills and furthermore your combat measure. It should go without saying that these games are to push you. Like Iscarot said before, we seek to see your determination and standing point in this village.”

He would allow his words to settle in, giving time before he allowed Goto to speak his part, mostly running down what the stages of the games will go in. The legendary gourd on his hip would subtly shift. It was a measure of his powerful claims. The Demon would figured it was time to pass the stage to Goto, stepping aside as he looked on proudly. The anticipation of how these games will turn out was eating away at his anxiousness and he was very much ready to let the games begin.

Bad boys, bad boys, whatcha gonna do? Whatcha gonna do when they come for you? What could have been the opening of a blockbuster movie would now be the beginning of the Konohagakure Culling Games, an event for Genin to prove they had what it takes to call themselves a proud member of the village's shinobi forces. A tournament to test their mettle against their peers and find out if they were ready to fight and put their lives on the line for the Leaf. Making their way to the Inferno Arena was a group of people no village would dare go against, and for the small chance someone was foolish enough to try so, they better be prepared to lose at least a limb or two.

Dressed in all black, the colors specifically chosen to emphasize the contrast between dark and light, Goto found himself to the right of Aokidanza. As the two pillars of Konohagakure both men took their time taking in the scenery, an atmosphere resembling the Colosseum where gladiators would engage in vicious yet glorious battles till the last man standing. The young Deputy could only hope the Genin of Konohagakure would be able to entertain the crowd as well. Now at the center of the arena, the silver haired Senju stood tall, towering over most people and making it not that difficult for anyone else to spot him.

With his bright, blue eyes the Senju started to look around, scanning the surrounding area to notice just how many had gathered to witness the upcoming spectacle. Doing so, he recognized most of the faces, some more familiar than others, but Goto remained stoic, not letting out a single expression nor showing a single emotion. For those participating as well as the ones spectating it would be a cause for celebration, an event to enjoy and have fun. But not the Deputy, his sentiment could be found in the name of the Tournament, quite literally. Culling Games, to remove those they deemed worthless.

The crowd grew silent as Aokidanza took the stage, welcoming any and all who came to witness the event. The Demon proved to know his way with words, channeling his inner poet with a speech almost as intense as the way he dominated the battlefield. Similar to the Hokage's fights, the deliverance was over before they knew. With everyone's attention drawn, it was now Goto's turn to speak and address all of those who had gathered. "Thank you, Aokidanza and Iscarot. And welcome all to the Konohagakure Culling Games". Wasting little to no time the silver haired Senju would then explain what they could expect of the Tournament.

Briefly going over each individual stage, Goto shared how the first stage consisted of a written exam, rather basic but not to be underestimated as the test would allow the higher powers to get an idea of one's personality and if it was something they were looking for in a member of Konohagakure. The second part of the event involved missions that required team performance and how well they could work with others, yet again something that seemed pretty standard at first if it wasn't for a surprise he purposely left out. Should any of the Genin fail to entertain Aokidanza they would quickly find out what happens to those unable to keep his interest.

The third and final stage, also the one everyone was looking forward the most, understandably so, covered the theme of the Culling Games, one-on-one combat. Pretty straightforward and not the main criteria that would be used to decide whether or not they were worthy of rising through the ranks, but safe to say it was the most anticipated one. Having finished explaining how the event would go, the silver haired Senju had a couple words of encouragement for those undertaking the test. "Don't suck". Truly words to live by.

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It was swift, flipping of the switch that changed his entire mind on how he wished for the Culling Games to commence. The Demon, upon hearing the comment of Goto, stepped forward a single foot. He raised his hand halfway, signaling the attention of all who was paying attention to the Hokage. Only once he was sure that he grasped their attention that his hand would lower to its original position.

“On second thought, I change my mind. Originally we had set in place a series of tasks from written exams to mission observation to analyze your efficiency as a team, over your efficiency individually. Thats where the combat aspect comes into play. But we are not doing this like that. I’m not going to pretend that I care of your IQ or your compatibility with your comrades. I care for only one thing, results. And I can only determine that by watching you all kill each other, or try to. So, with that being said you all will be broken into one-on-one matches.”

The sound of his demonic voice, comparable to that of one thousand distorted voices speaking at once due to his mask allowed what he said to simmer upon their mental. Understanding how this would either stir an uproar, or cheers for cutting to the chase. Regardless he couldn’t have cared any less for how they felt about this last second change. If they really had something to say they can speak their minds, but the Demon would kill them immediately where they stood, and possibly take the others with them. He was in the mood for carnage after all.

“The matches will work like any exams in the traditional since, but only in that regard. These are still my games and my rules and I like to keep things shaking up. That being said, like your Deputy Hokage said, “Don’t suck” or I will change the rules again and allow killing of the contestants. So do you best to be entertaining…for your own sake.”

The Demon would then turn and make his way out of the arena. Yachiru following behind him as well as Shinobu and Yoru. The others that came out would depart as well once Goto has left then arena. Now that Culling Games will begin!

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