Tsuyoshi Junko said:
Tsuyoshi Junko Rp said:- (Within Junko)-
In a dark void, a Red sun shined blindingly, illuminating the space filled with enormous black buildings.The buildings seemed to never end as if it was an illusion caused by Uchiha eyes. The sky was as red as blood. It was weird indeed, but Junko had begun to think of the place as his second home. Meditating in the deepest part of his inner self, Junko focused as he rambled through his mind, Wearing a long-sleeved, ankle-length black coat (or shikakushō) with red lining that is closed at his chest, then left to flare out into ragged ends.
Mazoku in his full demon form was rather large behind Junko, meditating as he focused his chakra. Their chemistry was phenomenal and had grown quite uniquely. They bickered, fought, and constantly talked shit. Yet, they worked as one. Taming and Utilizing Mazoku's strength, Junko had managed to form an Unbreakable bond between himself and the blood demon king. Junko had mastered his swordsmanship, his Kinjutsu, contract summoning, his devastating natural abilities, and various medical skills. Enlightened due to Daisukes intense training and teachings, Junko had a heart for peace and tranquility, but a thrill for battle. To many, it seemed as if he was at his peak, but he thirst for a level beyond his current one.
"What's my limit?"
"Hmmm?"
"Can I go beyond my current state, pushing beyond a normal shinobis limits?"
"well, with me at your side, you're already exceeding normal limits."
"But, it has to be more. I can feel it."
"Why are you thinking of this?"
"I want to be the strongest me I can be."
"Say If you did surpass your current limits, what would you do then?"
"Protect my brother, girlfriend, contract companions, myself, and even you Mazoku."
"....Me?"
"Yes. After all, you're apart of me,"
Mazoku grew silent as Junko rose to his feet. Unsheathing his razor sharp blade with quickness, it glistened as he observed it. Giving it a few swings, twist, and twirls, Junko's katana was still in its top condition. He always took care of his weapon since he was blessed with it as a gift from Daisuke when they roamed outside the village.
"Well, it's an extent to my power that you have not reached."
"And you're just now telling me this?"
"Trapped here, My job has become to protect you."
"......"
"You attempting to achieve this level of my power could result in your death."
"I'll risk it."
"Very well."
Morphing into his more humanized form, Mazoku stood face to face with Junko. Taking Junko's blade, Mazoku focused a large amount of his chakra into it. Overflowing with Mazoku's power, Junko's blade seemed to shake at its pressure.
"Be careful with my baby."
"Hmph."
Lifting the katana, Mazoku struck at Junko with intense speed. Quickly reacting, Junko dodged it with ease. Connecting with the building instead of Junko, the tall skyscraper cracked and crumble at the huge impact. Jumping from the building as it collapsed, Junko seemed to be free falling.
"Mazoku! What the hell are you doing!?"
Landing on a lower building with a thud, Junko scanned his inner dimension. Mazoku was no where in sight. "What the hell is he doing?" Junko thought as the smell of blood began to accumulate. His world began to shake, trembling at Mazoku's power. Drops of blood began to rain from the sky as blood levels began to rise at the base of the buildings. It seemed as if a gigantic flood had recently occurred, changing his inner world. "If it's a fight you want, that's what you'll get." Junko thought with a smirk. His adrenaline began to pump as he used the blood around him to create a katana.
"Show your Face!"
"Behind you."
Turning around, Mazoku palmed Junko's face with force, making Junko his bitch as he ran him through five towers. Slamming Junko into the sixth tower, a crater remained on the building with his body print.
"To achieve this new height, you must defeat me. My goal, to kill you!"
"I defeated you once, I can do it again."
Slapping Mazoku's grip from his face, Junko countered with his maximum strength, striking at Mazoku's vital points. Blocking them with ease, Mazoku gave a strike of his own, connecting fully with Junko's left ribcage, sending him into the flood of blood. Surprisingly, his blade didn't pierce his skin. Matter of fact, Junko had taken no damage, or suffered from any pain. "What the fuck." Junko thought as he sunk. Raising a brow, Junko realized he was able to breath, even though it seemed as if he was drowning. "Something isn't adding up." Junko said as Mazoku dived into the ocean of blood.
Coming straight for Junko with a stabbing attack, Junko immediately put up his guard. Junko eyes opened wide as he came to a quick realization and slowly dropped his guard. Piercing right through Junko's stomach, Junko smiled as he embraced Mazoku and his blade. Leaving the blade in his stomach, Mazoku backed away.
"How'd you figure it out so quickly?"
"My blade wouldn't cut me unless I allowed it to and for you to say your goal was to kill me, it just didn't add up. Especially after you said your job is to protect me now. Lastly, I realize that I take no damage here for you to kill me. Afterall, it's my inner self."
"Always as bright as ever Junko I must admit. "
"Even before I thought of all that, I trusted you to not harm me. We've been through too much to still have that type of tension between us, no matter what power laid ahead."
Mazoku once again grew silent, starring at the young reckless male. He had began to realized he grew what humans called "feelings". It was quite odd, but if the demon spirit had a heart, it would beat with warmth when it came to Junko.
"We must break our bond to create a new one. A new bond even stronger then ours at this very moment. The method we'll use will be An all in one bond between your precious katana, me, and you."
"That's excellent! And I'll reach new heights?"
"Yes. For approximately a month, you will lose all connections with me and my abilities as we make this new bond. Keep close to your blade because it will be the key to our reunion and your new heights. In fact, it will revolve around your blade."
"Understood, let's begin!"
"Not so fast, You must force all of of my entity into your blade and a piece of your own. To do so, you do indeed risk death with this ritual, but you're a medic. I'm sure you can handle the upcoming damage."
"Understood, what type of ritual?"
"Seppuku. Forcing the blade through you will allow the connection and transfer of my entity and a bit of your entity into the blade. The first step of the process. Once done, continue to meditate with your blade and new heights will be met. Trust me, you'll feel a bond and power far above your current state."
Giving a look of confusion, Junko shook his head. He literally had to commit an act of suicide. If his medical skills weren't up to part, he could literally die. Smirking once more, Junko gave Mazoku a nod.
"Alright, see you in a month or so Mazoku."
Removing his blade from his chest and sheathing his blade, Mazoku and the world around him began to fade.
-(Outside Of Junko)-
Opening his eyes, Junko was on top of the hospital. He sat with his legs crossed and tuck wearing his normal suit attire. His blade rested on his lap as he grabbed it. Putting it at his side and un-sheathing it, Junko sighed. "For the protection for the things I love." Junko thought as he began closed his eyes. Focusing Mazoku's immense chakra and his own at his stomach, Junko's belly felt tight from the pressure. "If I don't do this soon, I might pop from focusing so much chakra at one point." Junko thought turning his blade to his stomach. Forcing it through, he could feel the extraordinary pain as it ruptured his body.
Immediately hacking blood, he could see blood pour to the ground. Fully controlling his chakra, Junko pushed it into his blade. His blade began to glow with Mazoku's massive chakra and his own. "Ughhh! Ahh!" Junko screamed as he could feel himself getting dizzy. Dropping to his knees, he felt as if his life was rapidly draining. Feeling Mazoku's entity no more, Junko slowly pulled out the blade. Dropping it to the ground, Junko began to pant. Heavily gasping, he formed various hand seals as quick as he could.
His hands began to illuminate with a bright green. Holding his hands against his stomach, Junko fell to his back. "God be with me." Junko said as he groaned. His wound began to heal faster then Normal to his surprise. It was obviously Mazoku's abilities still having a lasting effect on his body. His energy was depleted as he finished healing himself. His body was weak and his legs trembled.
"Mazoku?..."
With no response, Junko nodded. "Complete." Junko said reaching for his blade while he laid on the ground. It was still clean, untainted with his blood to his surprise. No longer feeling any presence of Mazoku or his chakra, Junko eyes slowly closed as he went unconscious. Beginning to snore, Junko laid with his bloody hand on his stomach, katana in his hand, and blood at his feet. He no longer had Mazoku, but who knew what new heights lied ahead.
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Kinjutsu Removal
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