Private Mastering A Curse [Kin App]

Deep within the Forest Of Death, in an Area called the 'Heart Of The Forest', Sashin finds himself training alone. As a child, members of his clan would bring him and the other kids here to practice their clan techniques. "Just as dangerous as allways." He thought, as he glanced around at all the poisonous insects and vegetation. This place brought back terrible memories for him, but it also provided an odd sense of security. Many people come to this forest to test themselves, while numerous chunnin exams had been held here as well. But, this wasn't that time of year. Balling his left hand into a fist, and drawing his arm close to his chest, he looked at his bicep. Some time ago, he learned how to inscribe cursed seals; and of course, he placed one upon himself.

Up until this point, he had never bothered using it. There was no reason and it was meant to be a 'just in case' sort of thing. However, he found himself growing increasingly more keen on the idea of just utilizing it. Lowering his arm down, he sighed. "Alright then." He said, aloud, as he cliched both fist. The cursed seal upon his arm began to glow red, as symbols began to run up his shoulder and down his forearm. He could feel an intense amount of chakra coursing throughout his body, delivering a subtle sting as he clinched his jaw.

His eyes focused, as he stomped his foot upon the ground; activating his clans tremor sense technique, he began to read the vibrations of his surroundings. Glancing to his right, he picked up on the presence of some wild boar's. Without a second thought, his body began to react as he took off in their direction. Drawing his battle axe, he noticed how swift he seemed to be now; the power of the astral seal, at it's finest. Jumping to the base of a tree, axe still in hand, he sprung from it to another taking note of how quickly he was accelerating.

Within seconds, the boar's were within sight. "Dinner!" He shouted, as he sprung forward, axe drawn, and let loose upon the largest of the group. Swiftly, he sliced it's head off as the rest of the group, shocked, took off. Not caring for them, he began to relax and will the cursed seal to deactivate. "huh?" He thought, as he realized the cost of using the seals power. "Although that was barely twenty seconds, it cost that much." He thought to himself. It had granted him a huge speed increase, alongside a surge in power, but it had greatly diminished his chakra reserves.

Slinging the blood from his axe onto the ground, he swiftly hung it on his hip as he glanced at the boar. While he had killed this creature, and planned to harvest it's meat, his mind seemed clouded. At the moment, Sashin had second thoughts about the cursed seal. Did it drain him that much because it was the first time he used it? Was it something he could potentially train and master? If he used it more, would is require less chakra to maintain? These Questions, and several more popped into his mind as he crouched down towards the body of the boar. "I think I'd like to find out." He told himself, as he drew a small kunai and began to gut the animal.

[Topic Entered/left] [Marked for Training]
[Wc: 572]

A couple weeks later, Sashin once again found time to head back to the depths of the forest of death. He had just completed a series of missions and had been given some time off to recuperate. While he hadn't taken any form of injury, and the fact he felt it was unneeded, it did give him time to train himself. Before heading into the forest itself, he had stopped by the village's academy and obtained a list of basic elemental techniques he wanted to try his hand at learning and mastering. While he did plan on utilizing his cursed seal, and trying to better condition himself towards its use, he also wanted to expand his own knowledge when it came to jutsu.

Also, he wanted to better train himself and work on his defensive tactics. With a lot to work on in such a short time, Sashin quickly made his way in. A little over an hour later, he found the clearing where he had previously slain the boar. Nothing but bones, and a rotten stench, remained. Looking down at his feet, for a moment, he then turned and walked away from it before settling on a nearby spot to camp the next couple of days.

At first, things were simple; the list of basic techniques proved to easy for him. He quickly grew tired of wasting his time with them, before he began trying to form element barriers. Two days would pass, before he gave it a rest with the techniques. "I could've practiced this junk anywhere." He thought, as he instantly remembered why he chose this place to begin with. Looking down at his left bicep, the cursed seal caught his eye once again.

[Wc:280+] [Marked for Training]