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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Open [Spectating] - The Eternal Dance of Guidance and Growth

Masaru Yuuto

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Spectating the following Fight, starting from Round 4: [Click Here]

"RIKA! Support incoming"
Yuuto stood at the periphery of the training field, his gaze fixed on the unfolding chaos of the spectated bout. The desperate howl of a young male cut through the air, a voice he recognized instantly as Tsumugu. Yuuto remembered the boy well, for he was the friend of Ryuni and had been one of the very first victims Tenno claimed upon their arrival in this realm. Although he could not see the boy yet, the sheer level of desperation in that cry caught him off guard. Tsumugu usually maintained a cool, detached exterior until he was bickering with Ryuni, so hearing him this rattled suggested the stakes had climbed to a dangerous height.

Yuuto had come here specifically to find Kyuji for the sake of Ryuni. Following the boy’s close run-in with death, it was imperative to discuss his future opportunities and the practicalities of his fragile condition. Since Kyuji was the medical ninja who had first arrived on the scene, she likely possessed the most sensitive information regarding the damage to the boy’s heart. Access to Ryuni was strictly limited to those closest to him, which made sense given his history as a former missing ninja. While Yuuto knew that particular secret might eventually return to haunt him, his immediate priority remained the health of the boy he had fought so hard to save.

The scene he stumbled upon was not at all what he expected. Kyuji was currently embroiled in fierce combat with Tsumugu and a girl he assumed must be the Rika the boy had been shouting about. He recalled her name vaguely from a night of ramen and heavy drinking, though he had been far too intoxicated then to remember much of anything beyond the fact that they were on a squad together.

Kyuji’s movements were impeccable. She navigated their coordinated assaults with an efficiency that was almost difficult to follow, her Mastery reminiscent of Yuuto’s own performance in the arena before his recent transformation. She seemed to blend seamlessly with the wind itself. Before the fight could progress further, Yuuto activated his Reikongan. The third eye on his forehead pulsed with a brilliant blue light, granting him a view of the true essence of those before him. He observed the shape of their chakra as it gave form to their lives, careful not to probe too deeply or invade their privacy, yet finding a sense of intimacy in the way their techniques painted a shared canvas of combat.

The girl he identified as Rika erected a shifting barrier of chakra that felt almost spiritual in nature, as if designed specifically to ward the mind. She seemed to call Kyuji’s bluff during a series of subtle feints. Though an ordinary observer might miss the nuance, the Sharingan remnants embedded in Yuuto’s genetics combined with the clarity of his Reikongan confirmed his suspicions. Kyuji was employing a sophisticated Genjutsu to toy with her students.

Suddenly, Rika pushed her exhausted body to perform a technique that struck a chord of deep familiarity within Yuuto. He watched in disbelief as the space around Kyuji began to warp, as if unseen hands were grasping at her to pull her down. This girl was far more than she appeared. Meanwhile, Tsumugu was demonstrating his own growth by cycling through various advanced elements. Yuuto began to realize that this squad was a collection of true monsters. There was Ryuni with his terrifying flames and physical prowess, Rika with her spatial lightning, and Tsumugu who handled the complexities of the Water Element.

Tsumugu had always seemed like the normal one of the group, and while his tactics were supportive and basic, he proved to be perhaps the most adaptive of the three. As a thick mist rolled across the field, Yuuto noticed subtle flickers in the boy’s chakra pool. Rika dropped her barrier to unleash a combined assault of lightning and fire, catching Kyuji off guard while she was still hindered by the spatial distortion. Tsumugu wasted no time, following up with a tempest technique that twisted and chilled as it struck, converting the wind into a freezing blast that launched their sensei into the air.

"Oh? He's better than I thought."

Yuuto was genuinely surprised to see the boy land such a solid hit. He watched as Tsumugu created a pond and rose from it as an ice clone, a feat so natural that even the Reikongan struggled to distinguish the real body from the construct. Tsumugu was rewriting the formulas of his jutsu and adding special variations in real time, proving that Yuuto had underestimated him entirely. Despite the impressive display, Kyuji remained a frightening opponent, sending a long range slash at Rika that the girl barely managed to distort with her odd abilities.

"Ou. She's a wretched one. I better be careful."

If Rika possessed temporal powers similar to those Yuuto once wielded, she had already surpassed his old benchmarks with a more destructive potency. As the fight reached its climax, Tsumugu began forming a final series of seals. His chakra surged and melted together to create a new center of mass, flooding his system like a raging tsunami. Yuuto watched as the boy slammed his hand into the ground to summon a school of fish while his skin began to plate with shimmering scales. The transformation was unmistakable and sent a jolt of shock through Yuuto. It was Sage Mode, a power Yuuto could no longer access in his current state. This was not the simple nature energy he remembered from his past, for the strength Tsumugu was drawing forth was far more potent and frightening than what Nature normally provided.
 
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The sound of lightning, metal clashing, and Ninjutsu being sent off was enough to draw any curious gaze. Maya was in the area, training after a meeting with her parents. Their monarch, Amaya, wanted Maya to learn more about traps and how to weave the silks of their people. She wasn't sure what the elder meant by that, but she knew the lack of her growth was the reason for the meeting.

Maya was far from a fighter, and she had rarely left the safety of the silken hollows until recently. When she was forced to join the academy. Since then, she has been working on her own skills and training. Just the other day, she took a class, though her teacher was the same age as her. The pit she felt when she saw her lingered in the back of her mind. She remembered her name, Rika. Rika looked identical to herself, and she swore she felt something. But Rika's display of power... 'she was a monster...' Maya thought as she figured with her hands.

Maya was wearing her pink silk robes and had her hair brushed straight. It was soft as silk, and near perfect, despite the bit of training Maya was doing.

Then a boom caught her attention. She noticed there was a fight nearby, but then she heard a boy's voice.

'RIKA SUPPORT INCOMING'

Maya turned. Rika was here?

Maya curiously walked toward the Dojo she heard the noise from. It was right next door, it seemed.

At the periphery of the field, another man stood watching. Maya froze, 'three eyes...' she thought,
"S-sorry, mister... For staring..." Maya stuttered out before another bang made her head snap to the battle. Sure enough, she saw Rika fighting against... A cat? With a boy who summoned a few fish.

"So fast..." Maya whispered under her breath. All three of them were strong; she had never seen anything like it before. Power like that seems like a very far reach for her. This was what Amaya wanted her to become: strong, maybe one day represent the clan. Maya felt a pit in her gut again as she watched Rika move - well, what she could see. The cat person was fast
 
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This was the same place that would have changed his life. For the better? For worse? Who would know... not yet at least. He had heard there was going to be some bouts going on today but... who knew. So much had happened, Ryuni's head was still spinning. His chest was still in pain but he had a warriors spirit and he would not be allowing himself to sulk in bed. He was alive. That meant something. And there he would be, bandaged from the neck down. On simple release from the hospital. He wouldnt be getting super charged up for anything, he just needed to keep it chill. He'd pace himself through the halls before making himself to the stadium-like seating before hearing.

'Rika Support incoming'

'Tsumugu?'

The Yamashiro boy would perk up before watching down upon the commotion. And there it was. Rika and Tsumugu going at it with Kyuji. He had an overwhelming feeling of being left out, but he also wanted to see his teammate against their sensei. His body flowed with heat as he would walk to the railing unknowing of who else was there as his eyes locked unto the battle below. The battle was one that seemed to be going on for a bit. Tsumugu wasnt touched at this point and Rika seemed like she had been taking the brunt of the attacking. 'Kyuji-sama, focusing on her? Maybe not... Seems like Tsu just got there...' he'd think before leaning in.

"GO! RIKA! TSU! DO YOUR BE-" he'd stop yelling as his voice would croak a bit, and his chest would seize up a bit. Still recovering. Not getting worse but just the body in a state of less power before he was back to even a semblance of what he could be. So much power he was able to harness... but that was too much. He had to figure out how much he could use without putting himself back in the hospital. He would find out soon enough, because he was crazy enough to push himself once he was told he could work out again... He would find out just who he could become...

"Go... You guys got this..." he'd murmur.
 
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This was a horror show that only a Master of the Reikongan could truly appreciate. While the crowd saw a spectacular display of high-level ninjutsu, Yuuto saw a boy’s soul being stripped of its identity and re-stitched into something unrecognizable. Yuuto stood paralyzed, his third eye vibrating with a violent, indigo intensity. Through the lens of the Reikongan, the physical dojo had vanished. It was replaced by a raw, topographical map of the combatants' essences. He watched Rika with a grim respect as her temporal distortions ripped jagged holes in the fabric of the present. She was a prodigy of time, yet even her spectacular defiance was a mere sideshow to the catastrophe occurring within Tsumugu.

"Tsu... what have you done?" Yuuto whispered, his voice lost in the roar of the battle.

To the naked eye, Tsumugu was simply struggling with a transformation. To Yuuto, the boy’s chakra network was a battlefield where a genocide was taking place. The crisp, crystalline purity of the Yuki bloodline was being systematically drowned. That cold, elegant fusion of wind and water that birthed Ice was being dissolved by a purple tide of Natural Energy. It was acting as a solvent, melting the delicate Ice structures back into their base, liquid forms. Yuuto watched in clinical horror as the boy’s Kekkai Genkai was washed away, leaving behind a raw, amplified core of Water Adept energy that surged with a violent and primitive power.

Then, Yuuto’s gaze narrowed on Tsumugu’s heart.

"That... that isn't Natural Energy." he hissed, his teeth bared in a snarl, showing all sharp 32.

Deep within the boy’s chest, nestled against his very life force, sat a dense, obsidian knot of chakra. It was a void that even the radiant purple of the Sage chakra could not touch. It sat there with the patient, crushing weight of a deep sea trench. It was a presence, a mass of water and spirit that felt ancient and utterly alien. The Reikongan revealed the truth. Tsumugu was no longer a boy playing with a contract; he was a vessel being claimed. The spectral lines of sealing formulas were etching themselves into the boy's very soul, carving out a permanent residence for the thing in the dark.

The boy's involuntary shift, the moment his body moved without his command to evade the tiger’s strike, made Yuuto’s skin crawl. He had seen this before in the darkest corners of the world. It was like the Strings of the Sovereign. Tsumugu’s body was becoming a puppet, and the master was the vast, deep horror encroaching upon his very soul.

A soft, stuttering voice broke through his concentration from the side. "S-sorry, mister... For staring..."

Yuuto’s gaze flickered momentarily to the girl beside him and his breath hitched. For a split second, he thought the spatial distortions had pulled Rika out of the fight and placed her right next to him. The girl, dressed in pink silk with hair brushed to a perfect sheen, was a mirror image of the one currently bleeding on the tatami mats. The resemblance was uncanny, almost haunting. He didn't have time to process the mystery of a twin, but the Reikongan didn't lie. They were of the same essence, yet as different as a quiet pond and a raging storm. He gave her a sharp, distracted nod, "Don't worry about it little one, just take care to stay back. It's getting dangerous." His focus immediately snapping back to the arena.

Within the dojo, another presence caught his sensory net. Ryuni. The boy was a mess of bandages and labored breathing, fresh out of the hospital and clearly pushing his luck just by standing there. Yuuto could hear the boy's voice crack as he tried to cheer, his chest seizing from the trauma of his recent "death." It was a grim reunion. The squad was all here: one drowning in an ancient sea, one being torn apart by time, and one barely holding his molten soul inside a broken body.

The Great White Tiger, Lord Byakko, boomed a warning that echoed Yuuto's own observations, but the boy was too far gone in his own internal ocean to hear it. Kyuji was unraveling too. Her mind was fractured by a bloodthirsty voice that Yuuto’s Reikongan could see as a jagged, red static in her aura. Yuuto’s fingers twitched in anticipation He could see the tragedy in real time. Tsumugu wasn't just losing the fight; he was losing his identity. The Ice was gone, replaced by a drowning, abyssal power. The boy who walked into the dojo as a talented Genin was being replaced by a chakra like entity, a monster born of the deep. He wondered if this could be the birth of a new spirit... a new soul...

"He’s not reaching for power...." Yuuto realized, his heart hammering against his ribcage. "The power's reaching for him."
 

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