To Set Things In Motion ~ Req Suru {Plot/Character Dev}

[Miroku Akkuma]

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Sitting inside an isolated room within the dojo's Akkuma sat in a large throne-like chair, opposite him was a similar chair that was empty. Between the two was a table sitting upon this table was an ancient tome massive in size bearing a dialect that the Demon Sage had created himself, so that none could discern its contents. He awaited one of his kin a youth that he had sent for little Suru someone who showed great potential 'I just need to ensure that his progress advances quickly...with a few adjustments I think he'd prove quite the suitable subject for my plans. Worthy of being let into his plans...maybe at least a little.' he thought to himself. No one would ever truly know all of his plans, that much knowledge gave them the chance to betray him. But the right amount could easily sway someone mislead them, guiding them down paths they themselves cannot see. The Head of the Miroku Clan sent three members to ask for Suru to come have an audience with Akkuma, they were to apologize for the late hour but insist on the urgency of the meeting. The triplets were an odd trio of the Miroku Clan, Ryuu and Mato were always silent. Always standing behind their brother Akira, of all the brothers it seemed he never shut up. But they were creepy to say the least intimidating and all about business, but he didn't want to scare Suru {okay maybe he did a little bit} but he also wanted to make sure he made the trip safely. Next to Akkuma a Large Summoning Scroll leaned against his chair, the demon took out a smoke igniting it with a snap of his fingers. Inhaling deeply as his demonic tail flicked with anticipation behind him.

Akkuma wore new robes they bore the Toraono Clan symbol and the Miroku Clans symbol surrounding it, this had been made the new clan symbol showing that the Miroku Clan would forever protect the Toraono Clan. All his clan now bore this symbol, exhaling a cloud of smoke he leaned back in his chair. The half-demons claw-like hand tapped upon the armrest of the chair, the room was lit by a variety of candles that cast an odd atmosphere over the room. Old runes that covered the walls hummed lightly from his demonic spiritual presence if he hadn't been able to control his aura the would be buzzing with life. One sanguine eye and another that looked as if it held the universe within it both held the entrance to the room in his gaze waiting for the one he had summoned. Smoking while he waited there would undoubtedly be an eery fog of smoke to the room, made even more disconcerting by the shadows that danced from the candles. Massive and statuesque as he sat there waiting only moving to ash his cigarette 'Come Suru I know you desire power...the question is can you survive the trials to power. I believe you can...now lets see you prove it.' he thought to himself hoping that he hadn't been wrong in what he had seen in the boy at that moment when they had struck down the enemies of their houses. 'I see much of myself in young Suru, with guidance he'll make a brilliant shinobi respected by his comrades and feared by his foes. If left to his own devices currently...the risk is to high to allow.' he said to himself re-affirming what he had to do that shark-like grin upon his face.​

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Lets do this!~ ^_^
Link to triplets

 

[Surutameni]

The night felt peculiar to Surutameni, it was quiet and he remained awake far longer than he had wanted to. Then again there wasn't much going on; there hadn't been since the incident with the weaponized monstrocity that had stolen a family sword. His amber gaze fell to one of the weapons at his side, Jikayaki, the flame sword that had caused him to change to what he was now, and had allowed him much progress in his struggle to find his place in this world. Before he hadn't felt like much at all, he had been alone, nothing in the entire scope of existence. Had he died then, no one would have remembered him. He shook his head, black locks falling across his eyes. 'No. No one would have known who I was... Now, it will be different. I will make them remember...' The thoughts that passed through his mind were different to even him, but he wanted to become more powerful, and to not have to rely on others like he had felt he had to in order to survive. The fact that the Demon Sage, Akkuma, had been there during the last fight may have been the only thing that prevented his death, and that frustrated the boy. 'Why!? Why do I have to be so useless?' He spun away from the window that he had been looking out of angrily, the sleeves of his Toraono robe snapping as he did. He balled up his fists against his sides and grit his teeth. 'I DO NOT NEED PROTECTING!' He was angry and frustrated, but he hated feeling like he was weak, he wanted to be stronger. 'Maybe Akkuma-san can teach me...' His amber eyes would open wide as that thought hit him. Perhaps he was right, maybe the demon-man could teach him something, but was he to be trusted? That was something Suru was highly unsure of, but it was his only chance it seemed. He paced the nearly empty room as he considered the thought, he was a demon after all, and he had always been taught not to make deals with them. Was it always that bad? He knew this one, and even though the man was filled with blood-lust there was something about him that called to Suru, pulled him to the Demon Sage like a moth to the flame. It was power, always power. He had never been a power-hungry child, but with that last burst he had found it to be exhilarating, and he wanted more. The youth strode through the room with a purpose, but upon reaching the door, a rapping knock met his ears. That was peculiar who would be trying to find him this late? His brow furrowed as his eyelids fell to leave only a sliver of the vibrate hue visible. He yanked the door open, "Who are you!? Why are you--" He stopped mid-sentence as his gaze fell upon three figures, triplets to be exact.

After a minute or two of introductions and apologies, the apparent leader of the trio, Akira, asked Suru to accompany them back to have an audience with the very person the boy had been setting out to go find. He simply nodded and followed them as they left, an odd and crooked smile plastered upon his features. 'What...? Akkuma wants to see me?' It didn't take long for them to arrive, their travels went by rather uneventfully, and amazingly enough; quietly. It hadn't started that way, but Suru had soon gotten fed up with the consistent babbling from Akira, and told him to stuff it shortly after they had began their journey. As Suru strode into the room, he felt an overwhelming sense of smallness and that made him feel rather insignificant once again. He growled softly, his fists balling up again, and his jaw clenched tightly. The room was dark, only being lit by candles that were scattered here and there, even so his eyes strained to take in the entirety of the room. From the large scroll, to the fact that the Demon Sage was sitting on a throne-like chair. All of the small details made his eyes open wide, and those eyes slowly fell upon Akkuma himself. The boy wasn't scared per-say, but he was wary, all the same he approached the man before him with his head held high. He didn't want this man to think him weak and useless, in need of protecting. No, he wanted him to think the exact opposite.

"Akkuma-san. You requested my presence?" He spoke clearly as he reached the empty chair that was across the table, his hand immediately resting upon the smooth surface. He was well-spoken for his age, but for the most part he only did so when he was around older, more experienced Shinobi. He felt a small snap of regret at the way he had greeted the man when they first met, but there was nothing to be done about that now. Things were about to change. For better or for worse? Suru would soon find out.

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[[OOC: *slams things down* I AM READY!]]

 

[Miroku Akkuma]

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That shark-like grin grew even wider as Suru walked through the door addressing him with respect 'It would appear I'm not the only one who wants something from this meeting...' he thought with a small chuckle. "Indeed I did...please take a seat." he would say in a devilishly charming tone. Those eyes locked intensely upon Suru gesturing with his massive claw-like hand, before once more placing his smoke between his lips and inhaling a deep breath. Thinking about his next words to the boy while he took a seat. Once his kin was seated the demon would ask him a simple question. "From what I understand like myself there is royalty in your blood, you have the blood of a king and the spirit of one even if you don't know it. What I'm concerned with is what kind of king will you be?" he would ask though sometimes people lied to themselves even if they didn't know it but he was interested in what the young swordsmen would say. Those discerning eyes trained by the best Kirigakure had to offer would discern attempt to discern if Suru lied, those who were untrained had certain subconscious physical reactions to moods and certain actions. Most people completely unaware of this, but most important was the next question Akkuma was going to ask him.

"I'm sure your smart enough to acknowledge there was a risk coming here, at this time to meet me and escorted by my men...for what reason do you desire power so much that you would risk your life so unnecessarily." his tone was serious and cold almost daring Suru to lie to him if he wanted to suffer. Akkuma was no fool people only came to him for one thing power whether they wanted to admit it or not. Who was he to deny people what they wanted but everything came with a cost, nothing was free in this world. And the demon couldn't risk Surutameni's fate falling into someone else's hands. So the High-Lord of Hell would do what Demons did best and alter the destiny of mortals. But unlike most of his kin Akkuma did so for his family, his new home and the world.

"If I told you that I would help you get everything you desire...would you be prepared to do whatever it took. Because I can do these things Suru all I need is for you to trust me and be loyal to me as your new master. Should you be willing to do this I will teach you everything I know, aid you in all your goals, shield you from those that would harm you, strike down your opponents and council you on matters of your concern..." leaning forward as he spoke his next words "..I will help you achieve the power that can change this world. So tell me are you prepared for what it takes?" he would ask with a shark-like grin his face a mask of demonic anticipation. Even if Suru refused his help the demon would see fit to provide him with some unasked for assistance either way he intended to do this. When he had been hunting earlier to clear his mind the demon had fallen down a sinkhole that left him in a massive cavern within this cavern had been an ancient beast, wolf-like only by features in size it had been monstrous and with unnatural reflexes. Akkuma had slain the beast and taken what he needed after that fight he'd been inspired in a new creation that he had to make in fact a few had come to mind recently he had been a busy demon. Tonight would be no exception, he sat there waiting for his kins response that demonic tail of his flicking with excitement from side to side. How he loved making deals it was something that sung to the very core of him, perhaps it was the demon in him. Something about having the souls of mortals in your hands, to guide their fates and guard over them. Moments like these made his heart race like a humming birds the moment as people went through the different emotions and thoughts before finally doing what they all eventually did. Take the plunge into the path of Legends something that few desired to do or lacked the will to follow.​

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[Surutameni]

Upon being offered a seat, the young shinobi would calmly pull the chair back and place himself upon it, his eyes never leaving Akkuma's. His elbows were dropped unceremoniously to the surface of the table as the fingers of each of his hands interlaced with one another in front of his face. He cracked an odd half smile, as he was asked a question. He knew very well who he supposedly was, but he still wasn't sure that the claim was a legitimate one, even with the events that recently transpired. Sure, the weapons reacted to his presence, but that couldn't be all that would tell of his heritage. A few weapons and the words of men he barely knew. Suru sighed and shifted a small amount, his right hand breaking from where it was in a half shrug sort of motion, his expression melting into one of boredom as he answered. "I am still unsure of what I am, Akkuma-sama. All I have are the words of others, they could be liars for all I know. But, what sort of king would I be if I have to waste my time questioning the truth of words or being protected? I'm tired of it." He had spat the word 'liars' out as he spoke. He detested those who would lie about someone's life, their very heritage and family. The fact that he was ten barely played any part in who he actually was, all of his life he had been alone but in doing so he had grown up far faster than other kids his age. Of course, he still had moments where his maturity would lapse, but in a time like this; he was all business and motivation. "As for what kind of 'king' I will be; Well... in the end I cannot answer that. I am only ten, and what good is a boy-king?" His amber eyes flared brighter for a moment, as he leaned forward, both of his hands dropping to the table, his gaze intense. Although, Akkuma would probably just laugh at the young boy's serious demeanor.

Suru pulled himself back and leaned heavily against the back of the chair, slouching a little as he did. "But isn't there always a risk? I could've very well died the other day... So why not risk myself for something I want?" He paused a moment as the reality of what he was doing sank in. The color faded from his face and it didn't take him long to look completely lost. He was sitting in a room, alone, with a demon. It didn't matter that he was going to be kin soon, he had come here to ask for help. Not for straight up power, or some madman's plot to gain anything. "I just want to be stronger..." He breathed out the last sentence, his words little more than a whisper. His childish side was beginning to take over, he shook his head vigorously, his jaw clenched in frustration as his fists balled up. When he stopped he stared at Akkuma from behind the hair that had fallen in front of his face. "You can help me? .... Right?"

The next set of worlds that spilled from the man across from him made Suru's eyes narrow. 'Master....? I don't know if I could be someone's dog...' The irony of that very thought would probably become apparent when all was said and done, but for now, the boy's mind was made up. It didn't matter to him what he had to do, it was now or never. "Yes." The youth leaned forward as well, bringing himself ever closer to the very thing he had been warned about when he was just a babe. "I am ready to do what I must.... Akkuma... Sensei." The path he would walk down now was one very different than he had thought when he had first joined the Academy, it was darker, but in the end it would all bring him to the same goal. That strength that he hungered for called to him, and he openly acknowledged Akkuma as his new teacher and now, master. If the Demon Sage called; Suru would come running, no matter the challenge. If this was to indeed be his path, the boy had to reach out and take it for himself. 'There's no going back now... I wonder what he can teach me?' His heart hammered in his throat, he was nervous to an extent, but the excitement that pushed the adrenaline through his veins overpowered any other feeling. He was ready to begin, ready to take those first steps into the darkness and into what he could... No... would become. "So, what is it you plan to do with me? Training?" Suru had no knowledge of anything but practice and training, so if his new sensei had any other ideas, they would come as a shock for sure.

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[[OOC: Super serious Suru is serious God I suck at kid mentality. haha but weeeeeeee XD oh suru how you have no idea of being someone's dog XD at least not yet. heh. heh. heh.]]

 

[Miroku Akkuma]

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Akkuma listened to his kin's answers and was quite impressed with the responsive Suru had given him but his face was a statue-like mask holding that same devilish grin as he listened intently not saying a single word. He sat in silence the whole time Suru spoke occasionally giving him a silent nod signalling him to go on whilst he thought upon the words. Finally when Suru had said everything he had to say and had quite visibly gone through most of the emotions one could be expected to feel in this situation the demon Sage felt good enough about the path that they would proceed. "Well said Suru...very well said. Of course I can help you...I'll help you achieve strength that makes all those who meet you show the appropriate respect and etiquette. Now I'm not one for...the slow and gentle approach. I'm more about achieving results at whatever the cost, I'm the man you want on your side when shit hits the fan. Soon you will be the man that rules those within this land...but first thing is first...you need an upgrade." with those words Akkuma literally vanished his movements were that fast as he appeared next to Suru one hand grasping his head slamming it down on the table so the first incision he made wouldn't hurt (granted the slamming of his head upon the table probably did) holding Suru's head down Akkuma began to speak as he severed the youths spinal cord. Sliding the youths body further up the table so he could use it ass an impromptu operation table, his tome fell open in front of his kin. If Suru looked down at the pages he would be able to make out various diagrams of himself, limbs, physical attributes/appearance on the page next to this the same of a massive wolf-like creature. In the middle of these two pages a stapled diagram of the end result he desired a sort of fusion between the two it would become painfully obvious Suru had just become an experiment.

Akkuma's hands flew into blinding handseals as he summoned Roku one of the greatest Mednin Kirigakure had ever produced the otherworldly mednin gasped when he saw what Akkuma was doing but before he could say anything he was silenced by a glare from the Demon Sage. "Get to work immediately Roku we don't have time to mess around." he would snarl at the mednin, the white haired surgeon beginning to remove the spine from Surutameni. While the mednin did this Akkuma unrolled him summoning scroll and summoned various body parts from the beast. Including spine and re-enforcing structural parts such as joints and muscle fibres and key components for ensuring it still worked in cohesion with Suru's DNA and current physical parameters. Picking up the spine he would show it to Suru "This is from a beast that showed unnatural reflexes and prowess in battle. I worked out this was due to the design of its spine and its ability to more efficiently conduct both chakra and neural signals through the body. So I thought to myself how much more efficient you would be with something like that...don't worry we'll be transferring some tissue with it as well the fibres are strong enough that they should help support everything with less effort. So your recovery should only be a few hours, give or take a few. But the operation will take awhile but don't worry I won't let anything happen to you, I'm a Demon of my word Suru and I will give you everything." his words were calm and devilish as he continued working passing the spine and necessary components to Roku. They worked without any anaesthetic because they needed to be able to see and test every connection was made properly as they proceeded further into the operation. Roku using medical jutsu and his own techniques as a benevolent to ensure optimum efficiency as the did the transplant, reconnecting nerves, blood vessels and the other necessary tissues. Ensuring that everything that they couldn't rely on the medical jutsu to do was properly done, it was quite impressive to see Roku at work. Effortlessly working away in such an effort one would assume that his very soul depended on it, but then again maybe it did. After all what use would Akkuma have for a mednin spirit that couldn't even perform a task as simple as this.

After all Roku had been a Medical Genius that particular field was something that seemed to flow through Roku, none of it beyond his understanding a master of the medical arts. Much time had passed as they continued working upon Suru getting closer and closer to achieving the end result Akkuma had aimed for.​

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{Experiment away!}

 

[Surutameni]

"Up...Grade?" Surutameni had barely even been able to get the words out before his skull was slammed into the table before him. The boy screeched in shock, his hands struggling to find purchase on the edge of the table to get himself out from underneath the grip of the Demon Sage. He growled as he thrashed, for only a moment, before a feeling of cold and then nothing. His limbs falling dead at his sides, his eyes wide with fear as he realized he could no longer move anything. Sure, he could breathe, but the breaths he took were erratic and gasping, not at all normal for the poor boy. His amber eyes rolled to Akkuma as he was dragged farther up on the table, now close enough to those pages that he could see them for what they were.'Wh--what's he doing to me!?' His inner self raged in its panic as he tried desperately to figure out what was going to happen. The glimpses of the pages that he caught between the moments his vision failed him weren't helping his situation in the least. The pages were covered in diagrams, one set he recognized as himself... The other; was simply terrifying. 'WHAT IS THAT THING!?' His mind screamed at him as he looked at the demonic creature depicted upon the opposing diagrams. 'No.. No, No... Nonononononono...' That single word blared through his mind as he realized exactly what was going to happen, his vision tunneled as he started at the image.

The young Shinobi blacked out for what seemed like forever, when in reality it hadn't been long at all, but when his eyes snapped open again his gaze fell upon a familiar face. Roku's to be exact, but the mednin did not seem to be pleased at all with what was transpiring here. He could feel just about everything that was happening, up until the otherworldly shinobi removed his spine. His spine. The boy managed to scream again; but the sound cracked and broke as his voice failed him, and Suru snapped his eyes shut as tight as he could. He didn't want to see any more of his insides being taken out and placed near him so he could see. The rattle of bones near his head made him crack one of those eyes open however, and he immediately wished he hadn't. He struggled against the fact that he was now paralyzed, his mind sending signals that never reached their destination. This one was of the few moments in time he allowed himself to cry, those released tears streaming silently down his face as he grew more angered by the minute. He hadn't meant something like this, and how could he have been so stupid to have thought that the demon before him would have done something else. He didn't care that he had promised him everything he wanted, he just hoped that he could pull through this without being maimed for the rest of his life. What would his new family think!? He hoped that they would accept him just as they had before, with open arms. But who would now? 'I'm going to be a monster!'That last thought shot through his mind as his very being seemed to split and his vision faded to black once more.
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Mere moments after Surutameni's vision faded and his consciousness succumbed to the darkness, Unmei managed to finally find him. Although, oddly enough the bird hadn't found Suru by his screams, rather it was the immense feelings of rage and the warrior spirit that emerged. As he flew inside the now opened chamber, it only took him a moment to realize that the boy's surgery had been completed, and he settled himself above the table; watching, waiting. Being that Akkuma was a master of the darker arts and with the help of Roku, the Undead Med-nin, the transplant had been successful. Perhaps even well beyond successful, as Suru's blades had responded to his agony and suffering, levitating and slipping themselves free of their scabbards as they formed as defensive triangle around the boy. They pulsed and radiated healing energies alongside the medic who had been left behind to watch over Surutameni's recovery, while the Demon Sage himself left to inform Seika of his actions.

Unmei had always been highly intelligent and extremely swift of both wing and mind, but after the boy had bonded with the black flame sword, Jikayaki, his seals had been released and along with it his own sorcerous powers and memories. He spread his wings and dove down from his perch above Suru, and eye the scarring that ran along his new spine. The spine was that of a young Cerberus, a rather flexible and powerful one at that. Segments of the hell-hound's soul yet lingered within its spine and the connecting muscle, sinew, and other tissues sought to completely take over the youth. The tenacity of the demon-beast would have been Suru and Akkuma's undoing if Unmei did not apply himself to the task of binding the remaining energies to Surutameni and inadvertently, himself. The crow Tengu did not expect his own powers to deepen their natural bond, nor did he know how powerful Surutameni's physical capacity had become in such a short amount of time. When he landed upon the pommel of the black flame blade, it flared to life beneath his grasp and engulfed Suru's wounds. The blackened hell-fires sealed the damages and placed the mark of Garou the Spirit King or all natural beasts within the seal to ensure the boy would not become a true beast but he would be able to understand and even speak to them.

The flaming sword paired with the sorcery of the Tengu was methodical but swift and any evidence of the procedure was replaced with a perfect beast seal. The amount of life energy that Unmei had used was immense, and the feathered being blacked out beside his master. The flames of the sword were not through though, and they turned upon the crow, burning away his feathers; only to reveal a new set that were the color of steel. His face changed and became more deadly, and his beak became sharp and hooked, like that of a true bird of prey.

Through all that was going on around him, Suru found himself floating in blackness, no matter where he turned that was all he would see. A sinister voice called out to him from that darkness, and he could not make sense of what it said. "----------." The boy tried to move closer to the sound, but he could not tell where he was. He knew he was within his own mind and that all of what had and was still happening to his body was because he had trusted the Demon Sage. "Is that really the truth?" The voice taunted him as he was finally able to make out what it said. The more the boy thought the more the voice responded, it was dark and rumbling, and something about it just wasn't right. "You wanted this... You needed this... You NEEDED... ME!" Blood red eyes peered from behind that darkness as the last statement erupted forth, causing the young shinobi to fall backwards, if that was even possible within his own mind. "No! Go away!" He shouted at the thing. This could only be the creature who's spine was now his. It chuckled at him and the eyes disappeared only to emerge once more behind him. "Tch.. You don't really mean that do you?" The boy jumped to his feet and spun around, unable to completely comprehend what was going on within his mind. "Go AWAY!" He yelled again at those staring eyes that slowly blinked at him. Their gaze was demonic in their attention, and they only served to make him feel like a slab of meat on a platter. "What a pity... You wound me, Suru.... One day soon though, we will...." The voice paused and from the inky blackness Suru could see large teeth being exposed in a strange and twisted smile. "...Play." As the last word was uttered and he sank to his knees, clutching his face within his hands, the eyes and mouth faded, and the scenery around him changed.

When he looked up again, he found himself seated before a familiar face, no longer drowning from the darkness that had threatened to take him. The space they occupied was far brighter, and it took on the form of the Astral Plane. It was Unmei, but he had taken on a more human appearance. His face was sharp featured, his eyes were like that of a bird of prey; keen and piercing, and his silvery hair fell around his face only to end in subtle feathering. For a brief moment his form shimmered and shifted, leaving him fully as a Tengu hawk and then back to a more human form. Suru opened his mouth for a moment to ask him what was going on, and the bird-man before him raised his hand and a single finger touched his lips, thus silencing the shinobi. "All in due time... For now, we must discuss what has transpired. What has happened to your body and what has happened between us." Suru blinked slowly, he had not expected to be sitting down to have a chat with his bird, when only moments before he had been scared for his very life. "It seems we can truly understand each other now, my Lord. You have gone through so much in such a short time but with me here, and the sacred blades to guide you... All shall be well. Fret not my young master." Unmei bowed his head slightly, offering Suru at least that much respect. The pair sat within the Astral Plane and spoke of many things, of their thoughts, ideas, and even their very desires. Everything they spoke of was exchanged at the speed of thought, and it only took them a few hours to share their short lifetimes with one another intimately. Suru gained a new respect for his close friend who had been with him for the last few years, and their bond became ever stronger. The more they talked the more at ease he felt, and eventually they ran out of things to speak of and they stared off, enjoying the silence for once. "It is time for us to go back, little lord. Wake up, and experience the world anew."

The Astral Plane faded once more into darkness, but Suru did not remain there for long as his eyes cracked open and he looked upon the smooth surface of the table he had been slammed upon only hours earlier. His vision was still wavering as he looked around the room as best he could, and spotted the form of a steel grey hawk, who he could only assume was Unmei, laying unconscious next to him. The medic, Roku was there still, staring at the boy, watching him to see if anything was going wrong. The weapons by now had calmed and returned to their scabbards, their energies wrapping around him in subtle waves to ensure his survival. Once he had managed to take in the entire situation and noticed that Akkuma had indeed left, Suru allowed himself to fade back into darkness, though this time it was filled with simple dreams and he was allowed to fall into a restful and repairing slumber.

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[[OOC: If things need to be changed up a bit more please let me know. Also sorry if that glowy red text is a pain to read, it looks cool but makes my eyes loose focus LOL also side note I suck at putting pictures in haha XD]]

 

[Miroku Akkuma]

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Akkuma smiled as Suru slipped into unconsciousness he was surprised at how much pain the youth was able to bear. Working away relentlessly he used all at his disposal to ensure the success of the operation, smiling when Suru's blades themselves began to react to what had been done to him. Forming a protective triangle formation around him they began to pulse with healing energies. Stepping back he dusted his hands smiling with a twisted laugh 'Perfect he has began the first stage down my path...' He thought to himself turning around and walking out with Roku, with a wave he gestured towards his kin. The triplets bowed and waited outside of his room they would help guard him while he healed and the process became permanent. "Kuro now you will now the same sting to your pride as I do...and now I shall guide Suru down the path of a gloriously terrifying King! He shall be the twisted Lord of Sunagakure and I shall become his most trusted General. How I do love its family so...I'm going to fit in perfectly soon enough." He said in a devilish tone laughing maniacally, the cold and dangerous sound echoing down the halls as he walked away into the night. To find his soon to be wife and alert her to his actions.​

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I'm sorry it took so long and it's a tiny exit post but I swear my activity is back up I got a signal booster so I'm pretty much good anywhere now XD
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Suru altered. =D