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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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Rise - Inactive Rebirth

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OCR Form said:
Old Character Name: Kudaranai
Old Village/Missing: Missing
OCR Type: Inactivity
Last Known Where-abouts: Stone
Old IC Rank: Mercenary

New Character Name: Rise
Preferred Username: Rise
New Village/Missing: Missing
New BL/CA: Uchiha
Custom Class: Click Here to create your new Custom Class.
Custom Class said:
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[u]Playful Sadist [Veteran Grade + Class Card][/u]
[b]HP:[/b] (55 + 5[Veteran Grade] + lvl) x stamina
[b]CP:[/b] (35 + 5[Veteran Grade] + lvl) x chakra control
Class Bonus: Kinjutsu Option, +1 Accuracy
[i]High:[/i] Melee Accuracy
[i]Average:[/i] Ninjutsu Accuracy, Genjutsu DC, Genjutsu Save, Evasion
[i]Low:[/i] Puppet Accuracy, Ranged Accuracy
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Main Branch/ANBU/Med-Nin: ANBU
IC Rank: Mercenary

Character Age: 18
Gender: Hermaphrodite, Gender-fluid
Sex: Male
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Character's Physical Description: Rise has a tall, slender built physique that has been refined from many years of training and combat. Her hair color was originally blonde but after several days of torture from her imprisonment it had changed to a snow white and it never seemed to recover since her forceful adoption into the Jashinist fate. Cut short. Rise at times can be dressed as a male or as a female depending on the mood and she modifies her body with the use of bandages when necessary to look more masculine. The most prominent feature of Rise is her long and slender legs. An important feature for her combat style that uses a combination of kicks and swordsmanship.

Character's Mental Description: Rise is a divided individual and till this day she’s still fighting the demons that torments her. Deep down she wishes to become a hero, someone worthy to be loved by people but her actions say otherwise. They are cruel and sadistic- most of which she blames on her masters whom groomed her in this manner. But despite all this gloom and doom, Rise is a rather fun and spirited individual when not under the watchful eyes of the organization. Mischief seems to be second nature just like a child. Also, Rise doesn’t necessarily distinguish herself with any sex. So if Rise refers to herself as a she or he, it is interchangeable depending on her mood.

Multiple Personality Application: N/A.
Character History:
Rise.
That was the name of a child born to a family of no wealth or power. She lived among the slums in a small village that resided outside the walls of any hidden village. Like any child born in the shantytowns, Rise grew up not knowing what it meant to have a lot. She grew up like any common street rat scraping for money, being hungry, and being bullied by adults. Rise didn’t know her real parents but she was at least taken in and cared for by people whom shared a similar upbringing. There was one woman whom raised Rise like a mother of sorts and her name was Shuu. Poor yet humble. Dressed in tattered rags yet beautiful. One could say, it was a familiar story for any child whom was orphaned at a young age. She could smile and laugh but also have hard times where she wanted to question her own self-worth. However, those simple days weren’t long lived. Rise’s world had soon changed for the worst as it was plunged into decisions, blood and war. To believe it only took one day to warp the mind of an individual and unleash the power known among legends.

The sound of alarms reached the ear of every citizen and refugee of the small village. Confusion was everywhere and the sky which was supposed to be plunged in darkness illuminated brightly from the sight of a large bonfire. But this fire was the village simply burning to the ground. Rise, just at the age of thirteen, her mind was scattered. She could barely recognize her surroundings as if she was waking up from a bad dream. The smell of smoke was intoxicating her nostrils and she could barely breath. But despite this mass paranoia that plagued the village, the first thing on the young girl’s mind was finding Shuu.

She ran through the streets and all she could hear was people yelling for their lives. What was the reason? Why did this happen? The young girl would question it. It didn’t seem to make any sense for anyone to target this backwater place. That’s when she saw the first assailant. It was a slim, hooded figure whom wore a mask. This person would just slice through the people effortlessly without prejudice with their sword. Man, woman, mother and child it was all but the same. It was a menacing sight. Rise’s instincts of flight or fight quickly peaked and she dashed into one of the many crevices she could find cowering in fear. This was the first time she had seen it before her eyes. The sight of people being murdered. The helplessness that instilled every bone of her body. The scent of carved and burning meat, it was enough to force a gag reflex as she was about to vomit within her own mouth.

“Why.. why … why… why!”, She screamed at herself from within her own thoughts.

But what triggered her undivided attention of this nightmare that unfolded before her was the screams of Shuu. Watching as more of these hooded individuals just dragged her across the streets like a wretched dog. Rise felt sick to her stomach. For someone she loved so much to be treated like a play thing by these people and she couldn’t do a thing.

Then for that defining moment. One man stood before Shuu’s servile body holding his weapon of manslaughter. It may have been brief but for a moment, Rise could tell that Shuu was aware of her presence. Like a mother protecting their own child, she was at peace knowing Rise was hidden away from the eyes of this murderous group. The blade then pierced through her heart cleanly.

Despite the distance between them, Rise could hear the sword slowly being pulled from Shuu’s lifeless body. It was if she was right there among them. It triggered something inside her. All that fear, grief and helplessness that swelled inside her soon subsided. There were no pretty words to explain this response than that she chose to fight even if it meant her own imminent death. So, a child whom never held unto a weapon grabbed unto the nearest knife she could find among the mangled bodies and plunged towards the man whom killed her dearest Shuu.

For someone whom had no experience her blade plunged into the man’s side with utmost ease. Actually, it was far too easy. Rise’s senses soon recovered and all she could see was her shaking bloodied hands. She simply stared up in shock, her mind entirely devastated from what she had done. Rise soon found herself being grabbed by the throat and slammed into the ground awaiting her own judgement to be passed.

“Wait. This one. I want to have her.”

One man spoke out from among the group of assailants.

“Don’t you see her eyes. These are the eyes our Lord Jashin would surely appreciate. That hatred. That drive. That bloodlust I felt. We need her.”

Unbeknownst of what they spoke of, Rise was spared on that fateful encounter. These eyes this man spoke of was the awakening of the bloodline whose origins date as far back. She had awakened her latent ability of the Uchiha bloodline, the Sharingan.

But this was just the beginning of her story. Her life now plunged into the world of war and bloodshed. She was forced to be a dog of this criminal organization and trained in the arts of a shinobi to further awaken her abilities as an Uchiha. Her life was in the hands of her captors, quite literally, as a cursed seal of Jashin existed where her heart resided. It gave them the power to subdue and even kill her if needed.

Kinjutsu Write Up: (Jashinism)
How many years has it been since her capture?

It almost seemed like forever. She was now indulged into a world of adults which was painted in only black and white. It was the life of an assassin. Her history among this group of misfits and Jashinist extremists had hardened the person that she had become today. Rise. That was her name, it was the name she had always remembered and it was name they allowed her to keep. But this person she had become now and this impure body… She didn’t recognize whom she was anymore. Trained like a dog, whipped, beaten, tortured and experimented on simply for the sake of expanding her abilities of an Uchiha bloodline. Abilities she didn’t wish for but was born with- yet it was these very same abilities that saved her from that tragic night.

But even though her mind was muddled of uncertainty of her own identity, not even knowing if she was a man or even a woman. There remained a shred of humanity. Something buried so deep beneath the rubble of heinous filth and crime she had committed in the name of Jashin. This is the story on how she had realized this fact.

It was a peaceful moment under the blanket of the night’s sky. She was resting all alone and that’s all she had ever wanted. Just watching the stars as they twinkled so care-freely. You could say this was a childish notion for someone of her age but this was the only time her mind was at peace. She didn’t think of anything, not work, not her faith and definitely not her past that was riddled with emotional distraught. But her past was something she couldn’t run away from. Her memories soon started to flood into her mind as her eyes slowly closed shut. Locked into damnation of her own mind. The one thing she hated was… dreaming.

This dream was a fragment of her past from when she was just taken in. The day she was brought to their headquarters to meet with the heinous high priest.
“You said you wanted to take this child in. So what do you plan to do with them.. Sparrow?”, An elderly man would utter harshly from beneath his red Oni mask. Despite being a mere child at the time, Rise could clearly tell this man was highly revered among this group as they bowed gracing him. “You claim this thing can manifest the Sharingan? That isn’t important in the presence of Jashin’s power. You soil our grounds bringing filth into this chapel of our god.”

“How about we lose the titles… and speak face to face, Usumi-sama.”, Her captor and now master would unveil his face from behind the sparrow beaked mask. He was a handsome man despite his rather crude facial features. One could tell there loomed an eerie-ness about him and his silver colored eyes that just pierced so coldly into the abyss.
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[Aoshi]​

“We are comrades.”.

The elderly man acknowledged his request and unveiled his face from behind his mask. His face was riddled of wrinkles showing his old age and just as his voice you could tell he was a stern man. He held highly to his believes and have lived a long life granted him both insight and experience. “Aoshi, then tell me. What is so great about this child beyond the Sharingan? I can smell its stench… a commoner.”

“There is something far more valuable if you would look beyond rank or titles. Don’t you see the rage in his eyes.. the anger… so bottled inside its about to explode any moment. We need to tame it... use it for our own agenda.. Quite often I never take back souvenirs but this one reminds me a bit of myself. So I’d like to take ownership of it. Train it into a better swordsman.”

”I understand now. Jashin would be quite pleased if he was able to get a warrior as talented as yourself. But, if we are to follow through with your plan and manifest more of her power. Please let our scientific and… hospitable division have some time with… this person. After all, this isn’t simply a mere club.”

”.. Of course… just don’t break her too much.”

One could only imagine what was in store for Rise. She was dragged to their temple where the acts of ‘welcoming’ was administered. She was chained, drugged, cut and beaten. Every moment wanting and begging for the sweet embrace of death.

“Why do this to me? Why me?.... Just kill me… Just end it. Please….” Rise uttered completely drained at this point. But her words fell flat on deaf ears. They just continued over and over. The act of torture giving them happiness, enjoyment as they laughed at her ruined state.

It seemed like many days had passed and Rise was completely broken down. Pain was normal… it made her feel alive… it made her happy. This wasn’t right but she simply writhed in happiness when she felt her body being battered. “I want… to join.. I want to be amongst you people… I want to be under Jashin’s care. Please accept this worthless soul and grant me the strength…. to administer ‘love’ unto others as these people have done unto me.”

These weren’t words a child should be saying but she was no longer a child. Through repeated mental and physical abuse she had already grown beyond the childish fallacy of being saved. She accepted her damnation and fate to this organization.

It was at that moment the ritual had started. The sinister seal was then engraved on the girl’s chest and a rush of adrenaline suddenly overwhelmed her body. Once she had gotten to her feet, her body went under a metamorphosis of sorts. She now had that dreaded form that resembled that of a Grim Reaper. This was the power of Jashin.

“Your name… shall be….”

“Black Dog. Wake up. Daydreaming time is over. We have a mission.”

The woman’s eyes would open startled upon hearing the words of her Master.

“Yes….”, she would quickly mantle her black hound mask to her face. Only the brightly colored eyes of her Sharingan would protrude from the peep holes of her mask.

Of course, you could possibly imagine what this mission entitled. It was always disgustingly simple and expected of Jashinist extremists. They were to attack yet another small village and slaughter in the name of Lord Jashin. You would think there would be other activities to indulge in to try and spice things up but their Lord required more chaos, more destruction and more lives. It was never enough.

She would grab at her elongated slim blade and sheath it unto her back in one swoop, and without much of batting an eyelash she followed behind her master into the depths of the marshlands. To continue this war, this futile hunt for the lives of non-believers.

It was almost nostalgic. This very sight. Watching as the small village burned to the ground. The people screaming and the sound of lifeless bodies dropping to the ground. Her master was ruthless and especially great with his blade. He murdered mother and children all in one swing of his blade. It didn’t matter to him if they were defenseless peasants or what dreams these people had for their children. It was just a massacre.

The girl would look at the blade of her weapon and see her crimson eyes reflected. “What am I doing… why am I stalling like this?...” She couldn’t get that dream out of her head. Was she resenting herself. Had she hated what she had become? It agitated her to look at herself.

“Clench your teeth!”

She heard her masters scream and near immediately she was punched in the jaw with such force that her brain rattled in her skull. “Thinking again. Don’t think. Murder. Pillage. Destroy. Kill. Exterminate. I don’t give a sh*t what you do to get their bodies hitting the ground. Get your head in the game.”

He would suddenly drag a young girl before her no younger than she was when she was abducted. “You know what you need to do… right?... show me your commitment to Jashin. Show him you are not faltering child.”</B><i></i>

Rise’s cold gaze would look down at the child and slowly she would unsheathe her blade to administer her judgement. Something like this should have taken a second… a mere second to end the life of this defenseless child but her hand just wouldn’t bulge. The fear in the girl’s eyes. She seen it before. These very eyes were the eyes Rise had many years ago. This girl was alive. She wasn’t a bug or heathen to be destroyed… just an innocent child whom didn’t understand what was happening.

“So you are overthinking… I knew there was something up with you. You have done this many, many times before. Slaughtering families and even their poor pets. No matter how they begged you completed your orders without hesitation. So, don’t act as if you are some hero not slaughtering this child… as if your soul will be saved upon one act of selflessness.”

Aoshi would then reach for Rise’s hand and slowly guide her sword to slowly pierce through the girl’s heart. Just so Rise could have this vision engraved into her memory. The helplessness and how powerless she was.

“You and I are the same. Pleasure comes from bringing pain unto others. Pleasure comes from inflicting pain on ourselves. This is the cycle of life. The cycle of your life. Nobody will love someone whose hands are stained with the blood of innocent lives. Only Jashin can love someone like you. You are a murderer. Not good. Not evil. You are you. Just accept that.”<i></i>

[Word Count: 1645]

Clan Request: N/A

Death/Retirement Thread: N/A
Old Profile: Somewhere
Old Training: Somewhere
Old Dojo: Somewhere

Special Usergroups: N/A

Old Stats:

Agility: 600
Stamina: 600
Ninjutsu: 600
Taijutsu: 600
Genjutsu: 600
Chakra Control: 600
Capped Shop Points: 1868

Old OOC Rank: S-Rank
Stat Cut: N/A
New Stats:

Agility: 600
Stamina: 600
Ninjutsu: 600
Taijutsu: 600
Genjutsu: 600
Chakra Control: 600
Capped Shop Points: 1868
New OOC Rank: S-Rank

Jutsu Mastery Swaps:

Keeping
Level-E

Level-D

Level-C

Level-B

Level-A

Refunding

E-Rank

D-Rank

C-Rank

B-Rank

A-Rank

S-Rank

Swapping to

E-Rank
N/A

D-Rank

C-Rank

B-Rank

A-Rank

S-Rank

Other Refunds:

Keeping:

Refunding:

Name of any Contract you currently own: Turtle.

Paying 450 Advanced Shop Points to swap one contract you own for another contract during the OCR process.

New Contract: Shark

Contract Write-Up
Rise was welcomed by the scorching heats of the desert and an unwavering sun that shun overhead. It was quite the greeting from the Wind Country, a place known for its deserts that spanned as far as one’s eyes could possibly see. It was her first time within this region but at least she was dressed for the occasion. She was cloaked in a black garb that covered her body, and on her feet she wore sandals which were more ideal in comparison to her attempt in trekking through the desert in heels.

Rise wasn’t here for a relaxing stroll to her own dismay. Actually, she was on a hunt for a particular group of people. She didn’t know whom they were but rumors have spread far and wide that even the ears of the Moon country have heard of the band of bandits that have been massacring travelers along the lone deserts of the Wind Country. The mission reward was a substantial amount, dead or alive. But money wasn’t everything. Rise had her eyes for something far more valuable than nickels and dimes used by the likes of people. She wanted a challenge. She wanted to feel the thrill of her life on the line for the sake of progression. But finding people among the desert was like finding a needle in a haystack but luckily, she did come across one reliable source among the riff raff of one of the many taverns. It was a young woman with quite the peculiar appearance. Brightly colored red hair, pale skin and crimson colored eyes. You could say she was a rare breed to be living among the desert and be so pale.
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“You know… the last person I told the whereabouts of this supposed group was never heard of again.”

The mysterious woman seemed awfully cautious as she spoke. Her eyes simply wandering the room while she covered her mouth between each of her utterances. “So, despite knowing this… minor detail. Why come here? What do you gain in seeking them? Money? There is always a story for every man and woman that enters here.”

A playful grin suddenly surfaced on Rise’s face. “You already have me mistaken. I’m not a prissy lady that needs to dress up like a doll. Money is worthless to me. If I need money, I can take it.”.

The red headed woman would suddenly wet her lips. “Delicious. But you have yet to answer my question. What is it do you seek?”

“If I must answer… “ So what started as a more light-hearted conversation between soon became a tad more hostile. The smile she once had returned to its impassive state. She really hated to wait when she had something on her mind. Especially when it was so close she could practically taste it. The desire. The thrill of the hunt. “I want to test them and see their worth. If they are not strong, I’m going to crush them. It’s as simple as that.”

“In the wild, what exactly makes a predator a good hunter? Genetics. That’s part of it. But what is it that makes a predator not become prey themselves? Honing their instincts and improving their skills. They have to evolve and adapt. So for me to become stronger I need strong opponents. Does that answer your question?”

“… Amusing… I’ve never heard of an answer like that before. Among the people I’ve seen... they aim for wealth, status and even love. All these humanly attachments. Yet here you are… a lass no less wanting to become a better killer in this time of peace. Kekeke that is ironic!”

“Fine. I’ll tell you there last whereabouts but don’t say I didn’t warn you.” The woman quickly got to her feet and laid out a map on the table. “This is where you are now… but this is where you need to be heading so follow this path… This place is among the badlands. Just know once you are out there you are on your own. It’s quite some ways from human civilization so don’t expect to be getting any help. So be ready.”

Finally, there was something concrete. A location. It wasn’t the most reliable source but at this point she had nothing else to go on. But before Rise could leave the tavern, she turned to the woman and with a brightly lit smile she thanked her. “Thank you!”

“Before you go, I'd like to know your name? Don’t get the wrong idea I’m not being sentimental.. it’s just I need something to write on your tombstone in the likely event of your passing kehehe..”

”Its' Rise. Simply, Rise.

After they had parted ways,, she was now on the open trail. The heat was relentless practically baking her flesh. How much longer did she need to walk? She didn’t even remember. Just the thirst for water was becoming overwhelming. It didn’t matter how hardy a warrior a person may be, the desert was a place that needed experience, guidance and knowledge of the habitat. All these things that Rise clearly didn’t study enough for.

But here she was, her feet finally cemented firmly unto the harsh terrain of the badlands. The large mountain like rock providing some shade and comfort…

“Now.. where are they?....”

“Did that b*tch gypped me! I swear when I find her I’m offering her to Lord Jashin-sama!”, She growled abruptly that echoed through the caverns.

“I didn’t ‘gyp’ you and my name isn’t b*tch either. My name is Sera, if you bothered to ask my name. I just didn’t expect you to take this long to get here.”<i></i>

<B>”You again?.. How?...”

Rise slowly stepped back with one hand already reaching towards the handle of her sheathed blade. “I guess I was the idiot wasn’t I? You were the one setting up travelers for their massacre… this explains a lot… that strong scent of blood from before. It was like a perfume that intoxicated my nostrils. I must say…. You have become far more interesting in my eyes. So I'm assuming there is no group either. It's just you?”

“Well… you said it yourself. A hunter needs to feast not only on small prey but on other prime predators. For today, yes its just me. Otherwise, it would be boring. Rise, you too are a predator. Despite our circumstances, we are uncannily similar. I’m going to enjoy tearing into that flesh of yours. Now show me your worth child!”

”Quite gladly…”.

Rise firmly asserted herself by standing before the woman. She didn’t quiver for moment. Her eyes simply remained focused waiting for that opportune moment to strike. But there were no openings. Just a fierce contest of wills. Rise took the initiative and rushed into the fray. It was a fight amongst swords. They clashed fiercely while they ‘danced’ across the dunes.

“Rise, is that all you got or did I misjudge you?” Sera taunted aloud. She then quickly jumped out of Rise's sword range, and in succession began to perform various handseals. Once completed, a huge wave of water suddenly flooded into the immediate area. It was unexpected and surely for a place that seemed so parched it was miraculous that such a huge body of water could appear out of no where. Rise was spiraling deep within the depths of the water barely able to control herself. Repeatedly she would feel her flesh being torn into. It was like a shadow that struck hard and fast leaving a rather nasty wound despite her attempts in parrying the attacks. Was this an animal? It also didn’t help that her blood had shrouded the waters clouding her vision even further. She needed to get out of fast. So channeling chakra into her feet she quickly propelled herself to the surface and stood atop of the large body of water. It truly gave her some perspective.

But where was Sera?

There was no sight of her opponent aside from the ominous shadow that swam beneath her. But somehow, she could tell it was Sera. It was more than a gut feeling. “I can feel your eyes watching me Sera… your desire to kill me... your excitement… yes… come out.” Rise was equally excited to play this game of life and death. Her adrenaline was on high for the entire time she waited. She wanted to see the attack from someone she considered her equal.

It wasn't long before the shadow beneath her grew in size and suddenly a large eruption of water followed by the sight of a brownish-red shark leaping out from the depths of the water. Rise’s reflexes were quick that she was able to fend herself and gash the creature at the same time by tearing through it's tough muscle and flesh. It was a fight between man and creature yet there was no difference between them. They have equally wounded each other. Both tasting the blood of the other to their own excitement.

“Rise… you really are something. We have been fighting for what seemed to be hours. Not giving up... Simply wanting to win. For a human, you have shown me something today. It has been some time since I’ve found someone akin to my own kind among your people. Most humans have always been nothing but bags of meat. So soft, so predictable and so easy to kill.”

“What of it?.. Are you saying you give up?”, Rise would playfully taunt. It was funny how they could just casually babble after exchanging life threatening blows. It was like two friends simply talking with each other after a fight.

“You dumb@ss. It means I will spare you… for now.. I’m not good with this sentimental cr@p but.. I’d like for you to join among my kin. To be among individuals who understand your feelings. I can assure you… there will be strong opponents and new things to experience.“

Rise laughed abruptly. It was just a bit unexpected. It sounded as if she was being asked out on a prom date. Well, it would be the first.

“Sure, why not. If there are more people like you I'm sure my days will always be interesting.”

It was at this moment Rise had gained her approval. Using her blood she inscribed her name into the scroll which made her a legitimate student of the Shark pact.

[Word Count: 1500+]

Name of any Cursed Seals you currently own: Solar Seal [Master Rank]
Name of Kinjutsu you own: Human Puppet
Still actively roleplaying in any other threads? N/A

Things that transfer with next character:
-Abilities Card
-Class Point Card

Things that do NOT transfer with your next character:
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Tomomi

Tomomi

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The Contract portion of your OCR has been sent to the Team. We will post when we are done reviewing it =)
 
Shiruko Makoto

Shiruko Makoto

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Name: Check.
Rank: Approved.
Bloodline: Uchiha approved
Kinjutsu: Jashinism approved. Both a nice read.
Custom Class: Approved.

ASP Refunded: 891
Yen Refunded: 554450 from jutsu + 36000 from augments = 590450

ASP Used: 748 (Jutsu) + 450 (Contract) = 1198
Yen Used: 519950

Total ASP Refund: -307, bringing you to 1561
Total Yen Refund: +70500

Yen updated. Usergroup and name updated. Welcome back!
 
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Rise

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Thank you all for the assistance.

But I forgot I had one genjutsu technique that I believe no longer exists? I want to refund it anyway. :)

Level A

[Kinetic] [Buffing] Automation [Master Rank 2]
 
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In addition may as well refund the Poison element as well forgot I didn't need these. I want to swap these to Scorch element.

Level C
[Poison] Immunity Break [Master Rank 2] => [Scorch] Scorched Land [Master Rank 2]
[Poison] Toxic Channeling [Master Rank 2] => [Scorch] Dehydration [Master Rank 2]
[Poison] Poison Extraction [Master Rank 2] => [Scorch] Rushing Burst [Master Rank 2]
[Poison] Venom Needle [Master Rank 2] => [Scorch] Unstable Release [Master Rank 2]

Level B
[Poison] Poison Mist [Master Rank 2] => [Scorch] Scorching Devastation [Master Rank 2]
[Poison] Venom Strike [Master Rank 2] => [Scorch] Arid Land [Master Rank 2]
[Poison] Stun Vapor [Master Rank 2] => [Scorch] Convection Spheres [Master Rank 2]
[Poison] Toxic Curse [Master Rank 2] => [Scorch] Heatblast [Master Rank 2]

Level A
[Poison] Corrupted Mist [Master Rank 2] => [Scorch] Vaporization [Master Rank 2]
[Poison] Touch of the Accursed [Master Rank 2] => [Scorch] Updraft [Master Rank 2]
[Poison] Black Fog [Master Rank 2] => [Scorch] Searing Whirlwind [Master Rank 2]
[Poison] Toxic Conversion [Master Rank 2] => [Scorch] Amplifier [Master Rank 2]

Thanks :)
 
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