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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Construction: Forge of Spirit and Body

Raizo

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Ever since his induction into the ranks of the Journeymen, Roku had been bothered by something. The initial test he had to undertake, that seemed to place him in some sort of genjutsu that gave him the impression he was living out an ancestors past experience. That test, the feelings he felt and the knowledge he gained, had to be something more than just an ordinary genjutsu. Since then, he has seen others go through similar experiences while within certain chambers in the hall, chambers that emitted a strange chakra and were covered in hand crafted runes. There was a trick to this that laid within the Hall that he wanted to tap into, even if it could potentially backfire or prove dangerous. He had questions, however, and the best way to ask them would be to talk to someone from within his lineage. Since he wasn't even sure of his real name, the only true chance he had of that was his initiation. There was the strong possibility that it was some crafted scene meant to give the impression he was acting through an ancestor, and while the cynic in him would not dismiss that feeling, he still couldn't help but feel like the moment was more than just a complete illusion.

So with these questions and emotions running through him he started work on his own pet project. While Raijuta and his team were off in a hangar doing their own thing, Roku found himself in the middle of construction just outside of the Hall. After spending days tracing and copying each of the runic designs in the room that tested new members, after spending countless hours studying the hammer that he had held, he had begun to mock up his own designs for the room. The materials used for the building were the finest that could be found in all of Wind Country. Not just settling with one time of material for his building, he would mix and weave together metals, woods and crystals into his structure. The foundations and bones of the building would be able to withstand the most dastardly of Sovereign or Cabal based explosions. The interior was pristine, almost a blinding brilliant shine to it. There was no furniture or fixtures adorning the walls, instead the large room was empty and gave the impression of being completely sterile, as if constructed wholly from stainless steel, but it would not have been that simple.

His project was far from over, but for now his own commitment towards the project would end. That did not mean the construction would halt, however, as apprentices and new members of the Journeymen would continue working. Once they had completely the basis for the building, the finished structure, he would return to begin phase 2 of what he believed was needed.

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The exterior was still being worked on, but he had been notified that the interior was ready for him to be let loose. Making his way into the structure, he would immediately enter a large and open space.

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For now, this was his blank canvas, and as an artist, of sorts, it was time for him to put 'pen to paper'. Releasing his grip, a large, heavy bag would drop to the ground and immediately pop open. From within he would remove a chisel and a hammer. Both items looked normal enough but upon closer inspection would be coated in runes and seals. Taking hold of the items, they would begin to forcefully draw out his chakra making both items emit a bright light. He was now ready to start his work.

First would be the floor. The flooring was divided panels, which he felt would allow for them to trade out worn out or damaged tiles with much more easy than trying to overdo a completely new floor in the event of damage. What he planned to do within the confines of this room were going to almost assuredly lead to wear and tear upon the floor, walls and probably ceiling. So having flexibility to remove a panel if needed was a must. On each panel he would begin to slowly carve in the runic designs that adorned the initiate's chambers. He wasn't completely sold that such a thing would allow him the ability that mimicked those rooms, he figured that the designs had to factor into the trick in some way. So he would copy that design and begin to replicate it on a much grander scale for this building.

Inch by inch, panel by panel, he would continue his work tirelessly. It was almost a maddening process, having completely underestimated the attention to detail that was needed in comparison to the size of the full dimensions of the building. What he felt like could have been a day at best was now becoming something that would consume a couple days, a week of his time and effort. He did not waiver though. Without hesitation and with minimal breaks, the tired Journeyman would continue in his quest to carve up this blank slate.

"Sir, the technicians are starting on the control system. What would you like us to do with it when completed?"

Wearily, the Sennin would respond.

"When... when I finish the flooring bring it in. It will go in the dead center... is... is... are, are the chakra crystals almost primed?"

"They will be ready within a week's time to have what you required and backups completed."

"Ok, good work."

Back to the grind he would return.



To Be Continued - 926 words total
 

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It had been roughly a month (going with the 3 months = a year concept) since he had begun his project. While he was never one to get caught up in the haste of everything, this happened to be an exception for him. Within the first two weeks he was able to complete the process of crafting the runic designs throughout the entirety of the structure. The next week consisted of placing all of the chakra crystals, orbs that contained the elemental powers of various shinobi from within the village. While the crystals were able to contain a quantity of molded chakra from an individual, he still was not sure, nor was he clever enough, to figure out how to craft one with illusionary properties. While the technical wizardry behind what he had currently created would be enough to impress most from within the country and those outside its borders, it still was not fully what he had envisioned. The chakra crystals, the ability to emit the power of the elements on command was just a portion of what he wanted, ultimately he wanted to recreate the genjutsu-esque ability that had consumed him during his induction.

He would not let that consume him, as talking, or at least feeling as if he was talking, to someone within his lineage was not the end all be all. Since his time as The Kasha during the battle with the Cabal, his body had experienced trauma after trauma. He was no longer at his physical peak as his muscle mass had lessened, his strength had dipped and his speed had slowed. Whether it was the onset of old age setting in or just a lack in training, he knew that just simply working out would not bring about his desired results. So that was the secondary reason for building this structure. Where the genjutsu energy was intended to induce a feeling of being else where and conversing with someone else or as something else, an practice in sharpening the mind... or destroying it, the other half of this room was intent on sharpening the body. The chakra crystals and puppet inspired traps that laid within the room were meant to push, punish and refine the body of the one locked within. It was not meant for the faint of heart or those lacking an already durable body. He did not fear for his own safety, this reckless room was designed with just himself in mind. He wasn't even sure he would allow someone else to enter this creation.

The last week was dedicated to getting the control panel hooked up and stationed within the room. The control station would be the heart of the room, the different runic designs the channels and the crystals the gates. Before long he realized that the room was designed after a human body, crafted after the chakra system of a shinobi. How or if this was intentional and played into the mystic of the room he was modeling this design after was not clear, nor probably would ever become clear. The controls would activate the crystals, prime traps or be set to an autopilot that would run different setups for an allotted amount of time, whether the participant would survive or not.

Now, after slightly over a month, he had completed his room.

"So what are you gonna call it?"

One of the apprentices that had served on the project would ask. It would be a simple enough question, but one that would cause Roku to fall into a bit of deep thought. Through all of this the one thing that he had not planned or prepped for was something as simple as that; a name. So without much thought, aside from a small moment of racking his brain due to realized he had never considered naming it, he would blurt out what came to the forefront. A name that seemed to be symbolic and literal of what he was trying to accomplish.

"The Forge of Spirit and Body..."

The apprentice would stand for a bit before finally shrugging and departing, leaving Roku to marvel at his room. The Sennin did not even notice if the man was wanting more from the name or if he liked it or not, instead he would simply smile.

"Time for a test run..."

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