Shinpan Ni the individual who could be called the Events hype man, commentator & host for the day. Began to make his announcements to the packed crowd that had filled the coliseum stands. However Akkuma wasn't the type of man to leave his Fate in the hands of others & as such he had gone through the effort of bribing the AV tech for the coliseum. He'd had a little mix put together that he felt encapsulated him more or less. It would be played upon his entrance into the coliseum, although Akkuma intended to take full advantage of this situation & the crowd around them. Sighing he would shrug off the thick extravagant robe that covered his form.
Revealing a vast number of scars that told the story of more then one lifetime. Covering his body were various seals, the majority of which are now inactive due to their pacts being completed or from the death of those he had been sealed with. He bore old Cursed Seals that were no longer active, now only the visible remnants of his transgressions remained. There were segments of his limbs where the scarring appeared stitch-like, left over remnants from when he had been a Revenant. The Dark Sage had created Abominations, Chimera, Homunculus & Clones. Even now while he was participating in the Sennin Games there were experiments being conducted within the desert dunes in his name.
There was more then one reason as to why he was considered an infamous individual. He would be making no effort to dispute that. In fact he intended to remind them of the monster he was. After all his actions gave him the resources, skillset & information that he possessed. After all he had become somewhat of a War Lord to those in the know outside the villages. Not that there weren't those within the walls who had begun to grasp just how far his influence truly spread. Taking a thin Small Summoning Scroll from his belt, clasping it in his hands loosely.
Remembering the moment fondly that he had gained the gauntlets he was about to summon.
Within seconds the spiked gauntlets were hung from the side of his hips, next to a small pouch filled with Soldier Pills. The Shimiru Ancient Steel Battle Gauntlets were ornately crafted with the crest of the eight headed serpent. Along with a pair of soul gems that were embedded into them, in which the soul of Kantsuu is sealed. Opting instead for some black Tattsuke-Bakama for as lower garments along with wooden Geta as his footwear instead of his usual business suit. Now he would make the crucial part of his strategy begin to take hold. Exerting his will & chakra into the very earth below him. Breaking it down into grains of sand to create an excess. This was a technique known as
Desertification (Master Rank) an advanced sand jutsu.
While not essential it would aid in the tactics he had planned. The materials & minerals below him began to breakdown without so much as a handseal into grains of sand. Next streams of sand rose up from beneath him to coalesce into a miniature cloud-like creation. Another Sunaku technique known as the Desert Nimbus, if they had any cameras in this area of the coliseum. Those viewing them would bee quite confounded. Stepping onto the sand gracefully the Sage would rise from the ground & begin his procession towards the massive gates. Those massive Gates were swung open by the Sage & almost immediately his song started playing through the coliseum audio system.
Flying around the coliseum the Dark Sage would give a series of theatrical deep bows to the spectators who had decided to take part in the Event. Giving a brief stop here & there to smile at someone or smirk at a scowling face. Once he'd completed a lap he finished back in front of the massive Gate he had come from with a devilish grin upon his face. There were still those in the crowd clearly shaken from the song, while some enjoyed. Others were curious as to the origins of the screams that were on the track given the mans reputation. What came next would be a shock to everyone no doubt. For there would be a great resonant rumbling & thumping before a crashing sound could be heard in the area behind him.
Slowly out of the darkness a gigantic
sandworm (Avatar of Barnyx Master Rank) would emerge. The
sounds it made would echo throughout the arena as it approached the Sage. Sand still cascading from it's form from it's fresh emergence from below, at least that was what he hoped many of the citizens might believe. Turning to face the creature float towards it, placing his hand upon it's massive frame. Speaking some silent words before it turned & returned to 'tunnel' back into the area it had burst in from. When in truth it would only go tunnel a little before breaking down into millions of blood infused grains of sand. Turning now from the room where his creation had arrived & departed he would float towards the podium.
Feeling the eyes of the crowd, Shinpan Ni & Silent upon him. Arriving at the podium he would step from the cloud of sand as it began to casually float around him in miniature streams. "
Citizens of Sunagakure what a pleasure it is to see you all here today. Wonderful guests of this magnificent village welcome! Some of you don't know me, while others know me only by reputation alone. I hope by the end of today you all know me a bit better no matter the Moniker you know me by." his words would ring out full of confidence & warmth. A surprising contrast to the ominous aura that permeated him. Then again aside from his aura the rest of his body language was incredibly relaxed in fact, it looked like he was looking forward to what was about to come.
Even though it was meant to be a debate it had appeared the Sage had come prepared for battle all the same. Then again given the unfinished business between himself & Silent who knew if this would be the time she chose to seize her chance. After all what risk would they face if he won the favor of the Sunan population? They hadn't calculated on the chance that he would have one of their most honored & protected bloodlines at his disposal. How could they? There had been no signs or clues. It had been perhaps the hardest part of this stage to his plan given the nature of the Kyosaku House. How he'd resisted temptation until now was a miracle, but now. Well he needed to let the public know.
Now they would be creating new monikers for him. The Worm Whisperer, Demon of the Dunes, Sunagakure's Sin Eater. Who knew, but if he got his team on it maybe there could be some merch by the end of the games. Akkuma couldn't restrain that devilish smirk upon his face as he held Silent in his emerald eyed gaze. How he was eager for this debate to begin, for the people to hear their words. Well hear his words & see Silents however it was she would be communicating with them. Having been to busy making preparations for his entrance that he didn't notice her water writing, although he did note the abundance of the element. Given their encounter in his quarters in the Kyosaku House it wasn't hard for him to guess how she would be doing her communicating with the crowd.
