Deep below the main areas of the Toraono Dojo using seals only an Ancient or a lord of the Toraono Clan could wield Akuma Kuro meditated and used his bonds with nature to maintain a delicate balance with the natural energies that pulsed throughout Wind Country which he had to admit had become far easier since taking on the burden and nature of Mother Suna. His humanity had suffered, his demon side had grown stronger and now as 1/3 Earth ancient he could see more of who and what the Ancients were. That still did not answer why only a few of them could live in peace with humans but Kuro would solve that problem if he had anything to say on the matter. The leylines were intact and vibrant, to Kuro's curiosity two elder leylines had returned to full power. One before the breaking of dark seals and one shortly after, Kuro knew one of them was influenced by Youkai energy which meant their power was growing and harmonizing. The latest one however defied any analysis. Questions always remained, but the balance would be maintained.
Chakra Crystals lined the walls in specialized formations, unlike the refined carmot that was processed from sandwyrm excrement these crystals were grown in specialized formations, an ability Kuro discovered that Ancients and those touched by them were excessively good at. Kuro however would not change a single chakra crystal seal here however mainly because there was a balance to be maintained and after the centuries of channeling natural energy why should he dare change it.
Kuro sat amidst the foyer of the forbidden chambers beneath the dojo. They weren't truly forbidden or all that dangerous, what made them special was these chambers allowed one access to natural energy via the leylines. These were once regeneration creches for the Ancients of the Flame Court. The Toraono Clan and its extended families had kept them secret but their power was increasing and soon a new Lord would need to take on the duty of drawing in the massive amounts of natural energy that consistently surged from the leylines. It would need to be absorbed and then dispersed into the surrounding areas, Undersea, the Kazekage's Tower, and a few oases to ensure balance with the desert. Kuro had already found his successor and soon the dojo would be layered in white and the banner over the dojo would change for the succession of families. Kuro and his family could retire and take a back seat after over 500 years of consistently leading the collective that was the Toraono Clan. Kuro felt as if his shackles would soon be released. The Genbu family were alive and still guarding Ancients of the Earth. This meant the Suzaku family could still be out their guarding the ancients they had served during the war as well. It had been a difficult split long ago when they selected ranger status to stay and protect the Ancients they had served and formed bonds with. Kuro would see to it that the Genbu family returned to the clan and would begin his own search for the Suzaku family. Kuro had already decided the war with the ancients would end with him as well. He simply needed to convince Mother Suna, that might take another lifetime but luckily he was near immortal. As far as Mikaboshi was concerned he would need a challenge or too if Lord Masashi could not keep him occupied. That was another matter altogether and Kuro had already decided he would keep those secrets. The somewhat secret war with the Daimyo would end by his hands as well if he had any say in it.
Soon Byakko Yanjirou would return and Kuro would train him in mastery of the dojo ,its eternal mysteries, its natural powers. The Diamond Storm which the dojo had withstood was gone now. The dojo would soon be able to literally grow and assist in building the walls for a new Sunagakure. Miroku Akkuma had even brought in much needed and highly sought after materials necessary for construction and expansion. It was time to pass on the mantle and step aside for the future.
Summoner Kuro would sit quietly outside of the Byakko Compound waiting for Yanjirou, his bio prosthetic leg would pulse with regulated dark chakra every now and then. There was no sequence or regularity to it, the limb looked like a normal limb until the pulse of dark chakra revealed man made chakra circuits and chakra crystal infused bone matter would occasionally glow beneath the regenerated flesh. In his white battle robes he resembled a Byakko family member moreso than Kuro but his hair was silver gray, not snow white. Perhaps Yanjirou would allow his hair and features to change with the coming of responsibility, greater power, and knowledge. Kuro alone knew what Yanjirou was truly capable of. His eyes had seen the near limitless potential of the scion. Now it was time to draw forth that potential and mold the future leader not in Kuro's image but in the unlimited potential of a true Guardian.
MFT
WC: 850
Chakra Crystals lined the walls in specialized formations, unlike the refined carmot that was processed from sandwyrm excrement these crystals were grown in specialized formations, an ability Kuro discovered that Ancients and those touched by them were excessively good at. Kuro however would not change a single chakra crystal seal here however mainly because there was a balance to be maintained and after the centuries of channeling natural energy why should he dare change it.
Kuro sat amidst the foyer of the forbidden chambers beneath the dojo. They weren't truly forbidden or all that dangerous, what made them special was these chambers allowed one access to natural energy via the leylines. These were once regeneration creches for the Ancients of the Flame Court. The Toraono Clan and its extended families had kept them secret but their power was increasing and soon a new Lord would need to take on the duty of drawing in the massive amounts of natural energy that consistently surged from the leylines. It would need to be absorbed and then dispersed into the surrounding areas, Undersea, the Kazekage's Tower, and a few oases to ensure balance with the desert. Kuro had already found his successor and soon the dojo would be layered in white and the banner over the dojo would change for the succession of families. Kuro and his family could retire and take a back seat after over 500 years of consistently leading the collective that was the Toraono Clan. Kuro felt as if his shackles would soon be released. The Genbu family were alive and still guarding Ancients of the Earth. This meant the Suzaku family could still be out their guarding the ancients they had served during the war as well. It had been a difficult split long ago when they selected ranger status to stay and protect the Ancients they had served and formed bonds with. Kuro would see to it that the Genbu family returned to the clan and would begin his own search for the Suzaku family. Kuro had already decided the war with the ancients would end with him as well. He simply needed to convince Mother Suna, that might take another lifetime but luckily he was near immortal. As far as Mikaboshi was concerned he would need a challenge or too if Lord Masashi could not keep him occupied. That was another matter altogether and Kuro had already decided he would keep those secrets. The somewhat secret war with the Daimyo would end by his hands as well if he had any say in it.
Soon Byakko Yanjirou would return and Kuro would train him in mastery of the dojo ,its eternal mysteries, its natural powers. The Diamond Storm which the dojo had withstood was gone now. The dojo would soon be able to literally grow and assist in building the walls for a new Sunagakure. Miroku Akkuma had even brought in much needed and highly sought after materials necessary for construction and expansion. It was time to pass on the mantle and step aside for the future.
Summoner Kuro would sit quietly outside of the Byakko Compound waiting for Yanjirou, his bio prosthetic leg would pulse with regulated dark chakra every now and then. There was no sequence or regularity to it, the limb looked like a normal limb until the pulse of dark chakra revealed man made chakra circuits and chakra crystal infused bone matter would occasionally glow beneath the regenerated flesh. In his white battle robes he resembled a Byakko family member moreso than Kuro but his hair was silver gray, not snow white. Perhaps Yanjirou would allow his hair and features to change with the coming of responsibility, greater power, and knowledge. Kuro alone knew what Yanjirou was truly capable of. His eyes had seen the near limitless potential of the scion. Now it was time to draw forth that potential and mold the future leader not in Kuro's image but in the unlimited potential of a true Guardian.
MFT
WC: 850
