Ninpocho Chronicles

Ninpocho Chronicles is a fantasy-ish setting storyline, set in an alternate universe World of Ninjas, where the Naruto and Boruto series take place. This means that none of the canon characters exists, or existed here.

Each ninja starts from the bottom and start their training as an Academy Student. From there they develop abilities akin to that of demigods as they grow in age and experience.

Along the way they gain new friends (or enemies), take on jobs and complete contracts and missions for their respective villages where their training and skill will be tested to their limits.

The sky is the limit as the blank page you see before you can be filled with countless of adventures with your character in the game.

This is Ninpocho Chronicles.

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Chapter III: Obtaining Freedom. {Private/PM to Enter}

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Darkness spread across Iwagakure as night had fallen upon them. The hustle and bustle of city night life came into view as the housing district would become quieter. Many homes would lose their light as their residents went to bed. However, one young man whose home was covered in darkness was not asleep. He was dressed in full battle gear, a long coat with the bottom of it nearly touching the ground at his full height of six feet one inch. Dark red hair occasionally slipped beyond his ear in front of the young man's face as he sat atop his bed, elbows resting on his knees as he stared at the ground in quiet contemplation. He needed the answers he sought for, needed them like he felt the urge to breathe. There was too much at stake. He didn't dare to risk Sadako's safety by bringing her here, lest they wish to get at him by killing her. She wasn't human, however these were the people he feared for the entirety of his life. His breathing came out as just barely audible, inhaling and exhaling slowly, as he closed his eyes. His thoughts wondered to the letters which they had written, indicating that they had at one point wished to sell him. They were going to sell the child which they had put so much work into. It didn't surprise Yoruko as they did not seem very attached to him outside of being a tool for their usage. They had ordered him a few times to go pick up packages from their clients or messengers, and he had done so only due to the fact that they had him so terrified of them that he could not say no. He was nothing more than a tool to those disgusting creatures. His blood boiled at the thought but his mind remained sharp much like the metal fragments which adorned his knuckles. Yoruko wanted to know what this cult of Sinners was that she was referring to but it seemed that he had not been able to get into contact with her since they went hunting for their contract. She had most likely just been busy with her duties as an ANBU-in-Training. The sound of leather groaning echoed across the silent room as he clenched his fist. It was time to get the answers he had been waiting for. His eyes snapped open, Violet Sharingan glowing eerily in the darkness of his room. They had not trapped his room as they did not have time to. He had not been asleep yet, so he made his way across the room with a few strides, reaching for his Gunbei at the doorframe. A black coat billowed behind him with the Uchiha crest toward the top, on the back of the neck. His eyes lazily glanced around the house, spotting no moving forms of chakra he decided now was the time to move on.

He needed answers, for he could wait no longer.

Yoruko's footsteps were silent in spite of the leather boots that he was wearing, his Gunbei was now resting on his back, held up there by a strap he had made for the coat. Silence was deafening in the wake of the household as he stepped ever closer to what it was that his heart desired at the moment. He was met by the door which had been trapped during his last quest for information. Back then he knew that it would have been a waste of time to look up any public information on the Murasaki clan, as his family were the only members that lived in the village. His father had come from a different land, most likely being the last of his clan, he wanted a powerful heir... Yoruko doubted that the man would be disappointed, once he left him as nothing more than a bloody puddle on the floor. Red locks scattered around the coat as he leaned down to one knee, to work the lock on the door. He could have simply kicked it open, but he was trying to be as stealthy as possible in this, and knocking down the door would be rather counterproductive to that end. A few moments would pass, and rather than wait for whatever disturbing genjutsu his parents had cast upon the door, his hands came together to form the Ram seal.

"Kai." Yoruko's voice came out as a hushed whisper, his chakra stopping for a moment to cancel any Genjutsu which had already crept up on him. He took a deep breath to keep his heart rate steady and his focus maximized, as he stood up to his full height and opened the door slowly. The only thing that was visible in the darkness were his eyes, which flicked around the room as he searched for any traps. His eye saw no Genjutsu or Chakra laid about. His heartbeat increased as the lack of traps was something he had not been expecting. He glanced about the room, paranoia causing him to second-guess himself. He narrowed his eyes as he reached his father's desk, and felt a torch somewhere. Grasping close to the wrappings, he took some alcohol he had on his person for medicinal purposes and poured it upon the wrappings. With a swift movement he cracked the metal fragments of his free hand into the metal of his other hand, causing some sparks to fly and catch the torch on fire. He dropped the torch immediately and caught it at the bottom of the handle with his other hand, and held it around. Finding a rest for the torch, he placed it against the wall. He walked toward the filing cabinet from before, eyes scanning every file before coming to one that was about him. He passed over it for now, his focus was on the Sinners. He found a folder on them, and pulled it out to read it upon his father's desk, opening it and scanning them. They were apparently part of a cult which was called the Fayth, though they were nothing more than fools who wished for humanity to be wiped clean from this world. His breath left him in an annoyed sigh as he was about to place them back when his eyes caught notice of a picture.

It was Sadako..

His eyes widened a bit as he pulled the file attached to it out, leaving the rest upon the desk as he realized that she was the one that was meant to be protected by him initially. It was noted that she was missing according to their sources, but it didn't surprise him as to why. He had been wiping out all of the people tracking her that his parents had sent after her, without realizing that it was them whom had sent the trackers. Yoruko saw a note that she eliminated the entire cult before escaping. This news brought a soft smirk to his face. Her way of murdering people was beautiful and brutal at the same time. Forsaking elegance for the raw instinct of the kill, it was in it's own way, a delicacy to watch. Yoruko set these files back and placed them in the folder, and set it back inside of the cabinet. For nearly twenty minutes he was left alone as he dug through more of their files before he decided it was time to bite the kunai. Returning to the file with his name, which was considerably larger than the rest of the files, he placed it down upon the table and began to read through the pages. It was in reverse chronological order, dating back from recent times to who knew when. He was reading through them, not missing the fact that his parents were rather neutral in their evaluations of his abilities. They still weren't aware of the power he was hiding from them. Yoruko's progress came to a stop as he heard a noise. Instantly his eyes shot toward the door, which was shut. The noise he had heard was a floorboard creaking as weight was pressed upon it. His heart pounded on his rib cage as he suspected that he had been caught in the act. The noise led to nothing for a few moments however, as he once again turned his head toward the report on himself. He thought back to times when he had been with Junko, and even then, to when he was with Sadako for the contract... Those unknown feelings which he had felt, which came upon him for some reason which he could not seem to realize.

His eyes narrowed as he came upon the days where his health recovered. But what he saw shocked him. He wasn't even halfway through the folder... There was no way they could have this much paperwork in here for him for his younger days. He began reading snippets at a time, just looking for something, anything which would give him what he wanted to know.

'Thanks to the incredible amounts of money and time we've put toward this end we finally have our new heir. It's nearly time for the boy's surgery, and when he receives those eyes then he will be perfect.'

This handwriting was his father's, Guro Murasaki. The lack of any proper reference to him as their son caused his eyes to narrow once again, as he turned to a few more pages away.

'Now that the boy is almost here, it is time to prepare myself for the most powerful genjutsu I have ever utilized. It's such a powerful technique that i'll be damaging my own chakra coils to utilize it, but it'll be worth every bit of it, if he truly is the one.'

'What is this nonsense? Why is it that he felt the need for such a powerful genjutsu? Did he use it on me? What purpose did it serve?!' Yoruko thought to himself as he glared at the papers, he skimmed down to another section and his expression suddenly became neutral in it's entirety, if it were not before. The gears seemed to be clicking in his head as he re-read the line which would change his life forever. His chakra began to flow throughout his body at uneven intervals, as he felt hatred rise up through him, overwhelming him as he clenched the table so hard it was beginning to crack. His face twisted into a snarl, as his hatred pumped through him and his chakra, his namesake of Uchiha granting him more strength through his hatred. The desk cracked loudly and his eyes darted toward the door before returning, throwing the papers behind him.

'The Genjutsu was a success... This orphan boy has no knowledge of his past, of the experiments that were made on him, or even the his own name. The boy is now ours to mold as we please. However, implanting fake memories into his mind was no easy task... Ayume had to give me some of her chakra in order for me to succeed, and I fainted shortly after... However, now the boy is completely and utterly ours in every way. The note lay on the ground now as he devoured more information on this boy who he was named after. The boy whom he had replaced had incredible potential lying within his Sharingan eyes, though the true Yoruko's body was physically weak. These Sharingan were the only thing he had that made him worth keeping, it seemed. The boy's parents had deemed they needed an heir who was powerful enough to wield these Sharingan eyes without being crippled, and so they had launched a campaign to have it done. They had worked toward utilizing the black market for their own purposes, and payed a very specific someone an incredible amount of money to give them an heir that would not fall. Yoruko lay back in the chair, staring at the ceiling as he felt somewhat relieved. The training he had been given were for a boy whom he was supposed to replace. His head began to hurt suddenly and he soon fell to the ground, a loud crash forming as he clutched his skull. Images resurfaced, slowly as he looked about his surroundings. He began to recall his arrival in this place, which he would later call his home.

He recalled seeing Guro, his father had a smirk on his face as Yoruko arrived with a man in a suit, being told that his struggles were finally over, and that he would be home with his new family soon. That was when Guro placed his hand on the boy's head, and everything became black. Yoruko's eyes shot up to the door within the previously trapped room, standing slowly, as the door clicked. A soft chuckle erupted from his lips, soon erupting into an roaring laughter of someone who has truly lost their mind.

So much for Stealth...

Two individuals opened the door, one of them armed with a sword held in both of their hands, while the other only held a Kunai. The male of the two stopped and stared with a grimace at the man before them, who was clutching his face as though he was suffering in pain and also to prevent himself from laughing at the same time. Assuming the latter was true it was a failed attempted, as the raven-haired Guro lowered his guard for just a moment.

"Yoruko, what are you doing in here? I thought we explicitly ordered you to stay out of this room." Guro spoke in a harsh tone, as his armor rustled slightly. He saw the files on the floor, and noticed one of them was of their old child. He glanced over to Ayume, who had also noticed and she nodded her head, before glancing back to Yoruko.

"There you go again, trying to act as though you have some say over what I do. I've... Decided that I'm not going to listen to you anymore." Yoruko spoke, this time clutching the side of his head as he stood at his full height, eyes closed as he spoke. The fear that he had always felt began to kick in, and it felt like a knife stabbing into his gut, paralyzing him for a moment.

"Yoruko, you were told not to come in here because there's very sensitive material in here from the Iwagakurian government, you know we're very impor-" Ayume began to speak, being cut off by Yoruko's own voice.

"SELF-IMPORTANT PIECES OF TRASH, that's what you are. You're disgusting, the both of you... You killed your own son and gave his eyes to me, and for what, other than your own ridiculous pride!? You, Ayume, who are only Murasaki by name, what do you know of Guro's intentions?! How could you go along with what he said!? How could you drag me into this family affair, forcing me to do things no child should have to do- Grk!" Yoruko shouted in anger as his chakra began shifting from dark red to a near black color. More images resurfaced as he began to remember everything.

Ten Years ago... 'Yoruko': Age '6'

Yoruko was 8 years old when he was minding his own business, playing with his toys waiting for his parents to finish cooking dinner. His red hair covered his eyes as he head moved, as if looking for something. Yoruko stood up after hearing something, and ran over to the kitchen, as he heard the sound of metal being drawn out of flesh. The child called out for his mother but was instantly silenced as he was shoved into a sack from behind, and was dragged kicking and screaming out of his home in the middle of the night. When he came to, he in a cell, and was ordered to come out and follow another masked man in black. Upon arriving at the destination, it appeared to be a massive arena, which had a man standing over a railing, neon green hair wearing a business suit. A cigar was within his lips and he had a disgusting sneer on his face as he called out.

"Attention all you rats, you're going to be fighting for me in a little tournament. The winner gets to go home to a nice family. The losers die. If any of you have any questions, feel free to ask, but don't expect an answer. If any of you don't wish to participate, tell me." The man spoke, tapping a cane on the railing for emphasis. One of the children began to speak but was met with a senbon to the throat, killing him instantly. Yoruko gulped and realized that he had no choice but to participate in this tournament.

Eight months into the future, Yoruko's hair had grown a bit longer, and he was starving, his brain almost entirely reverting back to primal instincts in order to fuel his hunger. It was then that the experiments and torture had taken place. This is where the monster was born.

'Present time.'

A savage growl erupted from Yoruko as chakra began to manifest itself around his body, malevolent chakra pouring into the air around him as his eyes closed. Guro and Ayume both with their Sharingan active noticed his chakra growing incredibly strong, and much thicker than before. Particularly in his eyes. Yoruko's eyes snapped open, revealing his Eternal Mangekyô Sharingan, in all of it's glory. His parents realized that he was actually out for blood as the chakra around him began to physically manifest. Yoruko drew his fist back and thrust it towards them, and a massive fist of dark chakra came from nowhere, and slammed into them. It thrust them through the door and through the wall into the sparring room, as Yoruko marched his way through, placing his hand on the wall, drawing himself into the room. Ayume looked over to Guro who was hurt worse than she was, being more fit for a fight using Genjutsu than Taijutsu. She narrowed her eyes at Yoruko, and activated her own Mangekyö Sharingan, using it to launch Amaterasu at the boy who stood there unflinchingly. Everything moved in slow motion to Yoruko as he failed to even think straight, the fight between fear and his hatred too great as he felt a rush go through his body. The black flames of Amaterasu would not touch him as they instead came into contact with a set of Chakra like ribs, which took the damage without even being affected in the slightest. Yoruko walked forward and glared at Ayume.

'His eyes are so cold... So full of hatred... What have we done, Guro? We're going to die here... But first...' She thought to herself, as she stood tall, holding her sword off to one side as she formed hand seals with the other hand and slammed it down upon the ground, a small puff of smoke erupted from the ground as she pulled out a massive great sword, which she held with practiced ease in her left hand. "Yoruko, you won't kill either of us! We're far stronger than you seem to think we are!" The woman bellowed as she charged in, slashing with the smaller sword as she intended to follow up with the second, larger sword. Yoruko ducked under the first slash and leapt up after the second one, countering with a kick to the woman's face. Everything was moving so slowly for him, it was a trivial matter to dodge her obvious attacks. Yoruko landed after spinning in the air, watching as Ayume was sent backwards a bit, catching herself by stabbing her smaller sword into the ground. Guro was beginning to stir finally, something which Yoruko found himself surprisingly calm about. Ayume decided that using her swords was pointless and pulled out her own iron knuckles, charging in for a fist fight. Ayume thrust her right fist toward the boy in a right hook, but Yoruko caught her arm and countered with several brutal punches to the woman's stomach, before sending a powerful punch to her face, knocking her down and forcing her to bleed. She rose back up and glared before charging in once more, this time starting with a kick which Yoruko blocked against, and he soon saw her building up chakra for a lightning attack point blank. Yoruko's eyes narrowed as he heard the sound of many birds chirping which he grinned at. She swung at him, attempting to hit him with it, but it didn't matter as he was able to not only catch it, but twist it around to stab herself into the stomach with it. She spit up blood upon Yoruko's face and he looked at her with sadistic glee upon his face. He released her arm before kicking her down, and then restraining her arm there, within her own stomach he began to seal the wound.

"NO WHAT ARE YOU DOING STOP PLEASE!" Yoruko heard the woman scream, as her hand was now trapped inside of her stomach, left to burn by her own stomach acid as she couldn't draw it out. Yoruko grinned and reached for her smaller sword, walking over to Guro. Ayume could do nothing but watch as she saw Yoruko approach Guro with her own sword in tow. She reached out for him with her other hand, desperately trying to stop him from reaching Guro and succeeded in grabbing his leg, only for him to stop and pause, turning around to see her hand. Without any words, her arm suddenly became covered in black flame, and she let out an even louder scream than before as her flesh quite literally melted into her bones and then bone became nothing more than ashes as it spread down her arm. Yoruko then twisted around and slashed the part of the arm off that he had burnt, letting her bleed out for the time being. GUro at this point was standing up and had been forming hand seals for a while, before hefting a massive orb of chakra over his head, breathing heavily as he thrust the fiery ball at him, in the form of a shuriken. Yoruko's eyes widened though not out of shock but as a reaction to the orb. The orb vanished after a moment and Guro was left in awe as he stared at the child- no, the monster before him. Guro felt blood dripping from his eye as he unleashed the might of the Mangekyö Sharingan at Yoruko, sending him into a realm where he would be stabbed and ripped to pieces in the most disgusting of ways, intending to damage his mind enough to where he could kill him with little effort. However, soon rather than seeing Yoruko undergoing this treatment, Yoruko merely stood there as Guro felt his limbs undergoing pressure he was not familiar with. Yoruko held a soft grin upon his face as the older man screamed in pain, his body being torn to pieces over and over again for seventy two hours straight.

Back in the real world, Yoruko grinned as the black chakra from before began to emanate from him and form that hand from before. He would pick the man up using this hand and Guro would spit out blood, gasping for air as he attempted to readjust to his senses, he felt his feet leaving the ground, his arms unable to move from his side as he realized the invisible hand was merely difficult to see in the dark, and Yoruko cackled loudly, not bothering to hide his chakra presence as he made the hand squeeze his 'father' much more tightly.

"Wh... What... Have you become... Yoruko...?" The man grunted in Yoruko's direction, to which a soft smile formed on his face.

"I am... The weapon you wanted to create. I am, the protector of Sin, and I am... THE ONE WITH NO REAL NAME!" Yoruko shouted as he crushed Guro's body within the hand of his creation, the Susano'o. Yoruko turned around and saw Ayume staring at him in awe and fear as her upper lip quivered as though to scream again. He wiped Guro's blood off of his face, and tossed it to the side, the only thing remaining of the man was a puddle of blood. Yoruko laughed maniacally as he walked over to Ayume and picked her up by the scruff of her neck and slammed her up against the wall, not yet finished with her. He spent some of his chakra to shut the wound she had, and then proceed to throw her back down to the ground, and ripped her hand out of her stomach with raw force, causing the wound to reopen and all that remained of that hand was sheer bone. How she wasn't dead yet was beyond him but he did not care, he was far too gone to his blood lust. He kept punching harder and harder against her rib cage as her breathing eventually stopped, signalling her death. He let out a loud howl of anger as he continued to punch at her corpse, until her chest was nothing more than a mix of flesh and blood, up against the floor. The pain of his youth came back to him, as he recalled all of the innocent lives he was forced to take at these two's hands. He, a once innocent soul had everything taken from him... But he couldn't help but admit that he enjoyed killing every last one of those who had tried to stop him from surviving. He had slaughtered them all, especially once he had- his breathing became heavy and labored as he clutched at his chest, grunting as he stood up and ripped open his shirt, to see the seal which had revealed itself after all of this time. His breathing stopped as he realized that it was one of the experiments that those disgusting scum had placed upon him during the time he was experimented and tortured... He stood there, laughing without any regard to who might here it as he ran his blood-stained knuckles through his red hair, making some of it take a slightly darker hue than before.

Finally... It was over...

'Finally... I'm free...'

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This was something on the eve of the destruction of the village, the war would ultimately break out and Souji could feel his stomach churning awaiting this to come. There was so much information to be given but with that he'd write it down and send it in full fleshed out detail to Lightning it was set on his desk in his room and ready for the pickings within the first drawer on the left, aside from that Souji'd be responding to the authority of screaming coming from the area. The Newly appointed Elite Guardian would step into the light n the darkness as he made his way to the scene. 'The hell is going on here. . ., he'd hear the last things said by the woman before she'd be crushed. "Ugh...", peeking around the corner he heard the name being said.
'Yoruko? Isnt that. . .?'
Shaking his head he knew that shit kid couldnt be trusted and now he could feel the energy rising from him. . . was Souji afraid? no, but Souji was aware that this guy was stronger than he had let on. There was alot going through the mind of Souji, what could he do but call backup. . . for some reason he couldnt use his headset at the moment. He'd come out into the open and smirk. "So Yoruko... I see you've finally come into your wicked ways, I couldnt arrest you then because you were a kid who'd done nothing... but now. I have reason to put you to death here and now, but if you come peacefully. . . We can just cut the middle man and you'll have a nice cell for the remainder of your days.", nodding there was definitely something going to happen here.

Then again every word he spoke would be rolling off of Yoruko's shoulders with how this looked, there would be no other choice. Was this village so damn corrupt that this would happen more frequently? Was this the future of this village? Villains running rampant. . . ugh this was not good at all but at least Souji had the power of his snakes and birds. . . at least now... this would be even if things went south. . .

"But I take it you wont take that offer... you'll do this the hard way...", taking out a cigarette he'd light it and take a drag of it letting the smoothness roll down his throat and into his lungs. ". . .Such a bother. . .", noting the seal on the boy's chest he would manage to smirk. 'How'd he get that? Could this be the source of the power he's gotten? Maybe... I have to be cautious...' intimes like this Souji asked himself what Yukata Shikamaru would do. . . The best Shadow user to ever live. . . ever.

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Yoruko's laughter came to an end, as his Mangekyö Sharingan turned to see Souji standing before him. Yoruko let out a soft chuckle though it seemed more resigned than joyous. He surveyed the damage that he had caused to his own home, and shook his head. Red tresses flowed down the side of his head as he looked down at the body of Ayume. He opened his hands which had clenched themselves in excitement as he began to process the words which Souji spoke. Reaching for his Gunbei he took a moment to consider his following actions. He took in the appearance of Souji, seeming more bored and annoyed than excited. He kicked the top part of the body of his 'mother' to the side, as it was in his way.

A soft chuckle would come from his lips as he would begin his retort, glancing over to him with a hand resting on his hip. "You think I had done nothing at that time, but if you were as observant as you'd claim, you'd know for a fact that no regular child would be so paranoid. You merely jump into the situation without taking in all of the facts."</B><i></i> He would state. Souji was here... That meant he had two options. He could try and get the man to see his side. His breathing seemed to still as he glanced around once more at the damage he'd caused. He'd destroyed several portions of the wall, completely crushed Guro's body and Ayume... Well, she was quite well and truly dead.

<B>"You charge into my home and act like you know what's going on? You don't honestly believe that you can kill me, much less subdue me for a trial when I killed two Jônin class shinobi without so much as a scratch? I have far more training than you think I do, Yukata Souji. These two here are your real monsters . . . It's thanks to them that I have become what I am. If not for them then..." Yoruko trailed off, and narrowed his regular Sharingan eyes at Souji, letting him see that they had reverted, rather than remaining. His hands returned to his sides, waiting to see what Souji's next move would be.​
 

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Souji couldnt help but to note this kids chakra, this wasnt something he was used to, something of this magnitude. Something this bad. Something this... Heinous. What was this? He didnt know but something seemed to flash from the corners of his eyes. Like something watching this battle... something gearing up for this. Though he couldnt make it out. And either way he had to stay focused on this. . . Yoruko was a terrible influence on Junko, especially if something did happen here. . . "Alright then, if you can tell me the entire truth, then I'll take what you say into consideration. . .", smirking like he'd ever listen to a word this kid had to say but outwardly he had to give him that much. It was for Junko's sake she liked him... but eh. Maybe he wasnt that bad, but Souji could FEEL the radiance of evil emitted from Yoruko...

"So? whats it gonna be. . ."

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Yoruko's eyes remained trained on Souji's body language. Years of training with his parents, multiplied four times over by their extreme usage of Tsukuyomi had resulted in him being very well trained in reading body language and so as a result his own demeanor gave off nothing, while he could read the aggressiveness from Souji as clear as day. Violet eyes glanced all around Souji, spotting the chakra that lurked within them, ready to act at a moment's notice. His facial expression didn't change for a few moments, as the hand that had been on his Gunbei shifted to his face, his eyes closing for a moment. The words entered through his ears and he found himself wishing that they were true. But life was cruel, this man had only one expectation of him, and he was not one to let down someone's expectations. A slight grin came to his face, as he cracked his knuckles. With his eyes remaining closed for just a moment, he drew the bloodstained hand away from his face, leaving marks on his face from the blood that he'd covered himself in practically. Affording himself a moment to take in his appearance he looked rather haggard, his shirt being torn open and covered in blood that was supposedly that of his mother and father. The seal on his torso began to glow with malicious intent as he gave the man a blank stare.

"Co kdybych vám řekl, že všechno, co víte o mně, ne, celá Murasaki klan byl odvážný tváří lež?" He began, his voice taking on a bit of a darker tone than before, similar to the one he had used earlier when yelling at Guro. Murasaki klan zabil svého vlastního syna, kvůli své drahocenné dědictví .. Co je víc nechutný, než zabít své vlastní dítě? Řekni mi, co je víc než nechutné kopírování další dítě ze svého domova kvůli své drahocenné dědictví?! Yoruko's voice became vindictive and dark, taking on a brutal undertone as the seal began to activate, having no affect on his body yet, but his chakra began to fade into a deeper shade of black than before, nearly matching the shadows around them. Yoruko's eyes opened and behind the Sharingan which was spinning angrily, the whites of his eyes had become black. The leather of his gloves groaned in complaint as he tightened his fists with such ferocity one might think he would break his own hands.

"You mean the world to Junko... It's such a shame that you'll never understand what she went through!" Yoruko shouted, taking on a fighting stance. His desire for blood it seemed was beginning to take over, nearly casting Junko aside as his survival instincts kicked in. His mind was shut off from everything outside of himself and Souji. A sardonic grin took on his face as he tried to suppress a chuckle and failed. "It looks like I'm getting that fight with you after all, Souji." He spoke, the venom dripping from his lips as his eyes began to twinkle within his eyes that showed a vile excitement. Thoughts of what the devil had spoken to him had caused a surge of excitement to run through him, the demonic energy running through him waiting for him to summon one of his new underlings at the first chance that he got. If he was Wrath... Then Souji would be the next sacrifice to it. His chakra edged toward a nearly pure black, seeming to radiate a chakra signature that those who were aware of the Demon Contract would recognize. This boy had become tainted by Sin, no, that wasn't accurate. This man had been born into sin, molded by it... Feeling the blood rush through his veins he would control his breathing somewhat and allow his emotions to fuel him, but they would not control his actions.

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Shaking his head as he watched the turmoil around him he would manage to tilt his neck and emit a loud cracking noise, "Its a shame. . . You have so much potential Yoruko, but you let your hatred ruin who you could be. . . But where does this stem from?", Souji would roll his shoulders getting ready for what was to come soon, he'd figure that he would have to beat the sense into Yoruko instead of having to otherwise deal with it and talk to him. There was alot of potential into this. . . "Its sad though. . . Junko could benefit so much from this. . . but she'll never know what happens here. . .", nodding he'd clench his fist before channeling the shadows around him and moving himself into position for battle.

"Let this be a test for you. . . An examination of sorts. I have plans to change this for you Yoruko. . . I have plans. . . lets see if you measure up.", and with that he'd prep himself for the battle.

[OOC: Alright. . . Aside from you not getting any nudes from me, nor credit card info, nor an essay, and your Avi and signature suck. . . Ask and you will receive. . .I'm sending my stuff now.]
 

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Round 1 said:
Souji
HP: 45000 - 150 = 44850
CP: 33000 - 3000 = 30000
AP: 10 - 1 - 1 - 3.5 = 11 AP next round
Status: Just woke up, lookin kinda demonic, mad
Visible Items: Sandman's remains

With

Titanoboa
HP: 24300
CP: 26000
AP: 6
Status: Legless Lizard thing
Visible Items: Forked Tongue

Versus

Yoruko
HP: 26680
CP: 33660 - 900 - 1434 - 1924 - 356 = 29056
AP: 10 - .5 - 1 - .5 - 3 - 3 - 2 = 10 AP next round
Status: Makin people jelly, looks enchanting, in a card battle, cheating Pegasus eyes
Visible items: 拳をシャドウ
Action Stack said:
  • 0.00s: Yoruko locks his gaze on Souji, declaring a card duel!
  • 0.00s: Souji pulls out his trap deck, agreeing to this duel!
  • 0.00s: Yoruko cheats like Pegasus, using precognition!
  • 0.00s: Souji plays his spell card and vanishes from Yoruko's sight! Stealthed.
  • 0.05s: Yoruko equips 拳をシャドウ!
  • 1.00s: Souji plays a secret card from the shadows!
  • 1.00s: Yoruko shows off his Pegasus eye by activating his eternal mangekyou sharingan!
  • 1.00s: Yoruko breaks the Yugioh commentary with a sneak attack: Blind shot failed.
  • 1.00s: Yoruko does another sneaky blind attack: Success! Full hit! Souji drops from stealth.
  • 2.00s: Yoruko enters a combat style: He looks absolutely enchanting.
  • 4.50s: Souji summons a legless lizard onto the battlefield.
  • 4.50s: Yoruko uses a genjutsu on Souji: Delayed Agony partially hits 75%!
  • 7.50s: Yoruko uses another genjutsu on Souji: Full hit! Souji falls asleep!
  • 9.50s: Yoruko uses a final genjutsu through an insidious gaze: Full hit! Souji loses access to his Summoner ability! Souji wakes up!

Notes: said:
Souji - Fell asleep and couldn't complete actions.
Both - PM me if you see an issue. Otherwise post and send actions.
 
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Staring at the man with a blank look he scoffed, not believing in what the man had to say, since it would most likely prove to be false in any case. The man before him did not believe he had any potential, that he was nothing more than a stain to the good will of Iwa, and worse, that he was good for nothing but villainous intentions without just cause. Yoruko's Sharingan seemed to rotate slowly as he locked onto the man's chakra signature, ready to start the fight when he realized that between the time he had reached for his gloves, and the time he had locked onto the chakra that he had vanished. Cursing under his breath, he closed his eyes but after a brief moment they snapped back open, revealing the intricate design of his Eternal Mangekyô Sharingan. He searched for Souji afterward, attempting to find him and dispose of the headset he carried; the last thing he needed Souji to utilize were reinforcements. He thought that Souji was well within his grasp when he released the first blow, but noticed that the Shadow-dwelling male had swindled him, and he twisted around for another punch, which landed a solid hit unsure if the blow succeeded in destroying his intended target. But he was now locked onto him once more. Souji was much different looking than before though, something he had not foreseen coming. He looked rather pale, with black tear stain-looking tattoos running down the sides of his face, with a hole in the center of his chest. A spindly tail behind him making him look very much like a devil himself. 'Well that's just fantastic, I'm going to have to kick things into high gear then...' Yoruko thought to himself in anger. Dropping into the style that had been taught to him by his false father, he began to prepare himself to weave a set of Genjutsu. Then the man summoned a giant snake. He hadn't anticipated that at all, and as a moment of reaction to keep himself calm he bit down on the inside of his lip hard. Glaring at the man he weaved handsigns for a Genjutsu, which would render him cocky, making him believe to be unaffected by anything Yoruko did. Whether it worked or not only time would tell, but he wasn't entirely confident that it was fully effective. Regardless he then cast another genjutsu, which seemed to work well for him and put the man to sleep. Yoruko breathed easy for a moment though the snake remained still, he remained wary of what was to come.

"Sweet dreams, Souji." He said with a malicious grin, as he channeled the final genjutsu through his eyes. His earlier prediction seemed correct, as the man woke up from the genjutsu he had cast and it was all he could do to not show any anger in his voice or actions. Taking a moment to breathe, he would figure out the best course of action for himself in the following moments to come.​

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And with that the battle would begin Souji would start things off with his typical 'lets test him' strategy but then again there wasnt much outside of that aside from. . . suddenly getting sleepy shortly after his transformation and summoning of Uzume, though with her summoning he'd be put in the drivers seat to take him out and make him submit before the world. Now standing atop his giant snake he'd smirk, "So Yoruko. . . I see you're just a typical Uchiha. . . Genjutsu and more Genjutsu. . . it'll take more than simple tricks to overcome an Elite Guardian. . .", and with that Souji would manage to shake off the sleep, he'd think to himself, feeling a numbness in his fingertips, 'Shit, if I had fallen asleep. . . I'd have been a goner.', and with that he would smirk and nod.

'I wont let that happen again. . . Yoruko. . . You have my word. . .' more personal dialogue but it was enough to say that he was going to manage to overcome this man. . . he was. . . he had to. . . without a doubt he must.

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Round 2 said:
Souji
HP: 44850 - 2160 = 42690
CP: 30000 - 1920 - 3456 = 24624
AP: 11 - 1 - 3 - 1 - 4.5 = 11 AP next round
Status: Sneaky Sneaky
Visible Items: None, he's in stealth.

With

Titanoboa
HP: 24300
CP: 26000 - 2475 - 2000 = 21525
AP: 6 - 3 - 2.75 = 6.25 AP next round
Status: Legless Lizard thing
Visible Items: Forked Tongue

And

Souji's Ancestor
HP: 19320
CP: 14720
AP: 4
Status: Blast from the past
Visible Items: Clothing

Versus

Yoruko
HP: 26680 - 50 - 534 - 1030 = 25066
CP: 29056 - 927 - 344 = 27785
AP: 10 - 1 - 1 - 1 - 2.75 = 11 AP next round
Status: Lucky
Visible items: 拳をシャドウ

Round 2 said:
  • 0.00s: Yoruko precognates on Souji some more.
  • 0.00s: Souji swiftly removes a syringe and stabs at Yoruko: Partial hit!
  • 1.00s: Yoruko activates his Heaven Seal!
  • 2.00s: Yoruko attempts to stealth: Souji and Uzume lose sight of him!
  • 2.73s: Souji uses Absolute Void: Blind Shot success! Yoruko body switches!
  • 3.64s: Souji attempts to stealth: Yoruko and uzume lose sight of him!
  • 4.75s: Yoruko performs a hidden action: Blind Shot failed. Yoruko remains in stealth.
  • 5.01s: Uzume fails to act.
  • 7.74s: Souji performs a hidden action!
  • 9.60s: Uzume performs Quake: Blind Shot Failed!

Notes: said:
Yoruko failed to perform actions due to his opponent being in stealth. Same for uzume.
Yoruko ran out of AP due to conditionals.
Yoruko - Your other conditional wasn't necessary as stealth does not effect that move.
Might be some errors, pm me if you notice any.
 

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