Old Character Name: Inu Endo
Old Village/Missing: Stone
OCR Type: Death
Last Known Where-abouts: Stone
Old IC Rank: Tsuchikage
New Character Name: Uzumaki Umashiashikabihikoji
Preferred Username: Umashiashikabihikoji
New Village: Stone (Leaf)
New BL/CA: Chigokai
Custom Class:
IC Rank: Med-nin (RP'd Stone Registration Classification) / Nidaime Hokage(RP'd Leaf Rank)
Character Age: ???
Gender: Male
Character's Mental Description: For as long as he was known, as far as Umashi was concerned he did whatever he wanted to when he wanted to do it to any degree that he wished, especially when there was a chance that he could highly profit from such a decision. He preferred not to cause unnecessary collateral damage when if at all possible but when the party really started to get going, he was all about the business. A hipster by trade he made it his aim to always look and sound good even when doing his worst; a fact that played into how he often could be noticed changing his clothes, attitude and general appearance on the fly. Since fighting in the Fire Country Civil War, Umashi has grown darker in his mood however. Whereas once he was carefree, he now was more civil . . . at times. Some say that it is due to the atrocities that he’s witnessed while others clearly point to the atrocities that he’s committed. Whatever the case is, the O-Kami Unit doesn’t help with his demeanor and the slight tugging of his old personality is never too far off from even the most bloody of battlefields.
Character History: Unknown for the most part other than up until recently. He was a high seas pirate captain until his business brought him a little too close to the Fire Country which involved him with the Yamaguchi clan and their heir apparent. A bargain on the rocks, he opted to join the state versus spending an indefinably long time in one of their many prison cells. Since then he's become rather protective of his new family of sorts and their kin but what still lies beneath the surface of it all is a man looking for the most profitable way out of the game. Secretly a very crafty shape-shifter, he's worked his way into the likes of many a politically powerful circle on both sides of the fence and found that the grass is just as green on either side when looking right down the middle.
[Continued in BL/Kin App Below]
Clan Request: N/A
Death/Retirement Thread: http://www.ninpocho.com/viewtopic.php?f=573&t=39802&start=30
Old Profile: http://www.ninpocho.com/viewtopic.php?f=559&t=11523
Old Training: http://www.ninpocho.com/viewtopic.php?f=561&t=11546&start=30
Old Dojo: http://www.ninpocho.com/viewtopic.php?f=560&t=11882
Old FAQ: N/A
Special Usergroups: N/A
Old Stats: Capped
Old OOC Rank: S
Stat Cut: 0
New Stats: Capped
New OOC Rank: S
Justu Mastery Swaps:
NE =Keeping All
Earth
Fire => Swapping for Water
Lightning=> Swapping for Wind
Gravity = Swap for Blood
Dust => Swap for Scorch
Kinesis => Swap for Metal
Abomination=> Jinchuriki
Buffing = Keeping
Genjutsu => Swapping for Jinchuriki/Medical/ANBU/Shop Points
~Curse Seals~ =>Keeping
***Is it possible to take back purchases /apply training points from during the battle due to at no point being able to actually apply them? If not then my actual ASPs are equal to 1297. If so then it's 1654.***
Name of any Contract you currently own:
- N/A, I swapped Turtle over to Bat for Endo
Name of any Cursed Seals you currently own:Astral, Gaia, Hell, Heaven, Lunar, Solar all at Rank 3. Terra at Rank 1 <-- Noted Above that I'm keeping
- If Retiring character, list link to obtaining the cursed seal (from village request). You will regain this contract upon rebirth back into this character. Curse Seals do not carry over to new characters.
Name of Kinjutsu you own: Abom => Jinchuriki (NE)
- Chigokai x Jinchuriki app below
Old Village/Missing: Stone
OCR Type: Death
Last Known Where-abouts: Stone
Old IC Rank: Tsuchikage
New Character Name: Uzumaki Umashiashikabihikoji
Preferred Username: Umashiashikabihikoji
New Village: Stone (Leaf)
New BL/CA: Chigokai
Custom Class:
Main Branch/ANBU/Med-Nin: MedicCustom Class said:Code:[u]The Red King[/u] [b]HP:[/b] (50+5+5+lvl) x stamina [b]CP:[/b] (40+5+lvl) x chakra control Class Bonus: Kinjutsu [i]High:[/i] Ninjutsu Acc [i]Average:[/i] Ranged Accuracy, Melee Accuracy, Evasion, Genjutsu Save [i]Low:[/i] Genjutsu DC
IC Rank: Med-nin (RP'd Stone Registration Classification) / Nidaime Hokage(RP'd Leaf Rank)
Character Age: ???
Gender: Male
Character's Mental Description: For as long as he was known, as far as Umashi was concerned he did whatever he wanted to when he wanted to do it to any degree that he wished, especially when there was a chance that he could highly profit from such a decision. He preferred not to cause unnecessary collateral damage when if at all possible but when the party really started to get going, he was all about the business. A hipster by trade he made it his aim to always look and sound good even when doing his worst; a fact that played into how he often could be noticed changing his clothes, attitude and general appearance on the fly. Since fighting in the Fire Country Civil War, Umashi has grown darker in his mood however. Whereas once he was carefree, he now was more civil . . . at times. Some say that it is due to the atrocities that he’s witnessed while others clearly point to the atrocities that he’s committed. Whatever the case is, the O-Kami Unit doesn’t help with his demeanor and the slight tugging of his old personality is never too far off from even the most bloody of battlefields.
Character History: Unknown for the most part other than up until recently. He was a high seas pirate captain until his business brought him a little too close to the Fire Country which involved him with the Yamaguchi clan and their heir apparent. A bargain on the rocks, he opted to join the state versus spending an indefinably long time in one of their many prison cells. Since then he's become rather protective of his new family of sorts and their kin but what still lies beneath the surface of it all is a man looking for the most profitable way out of the game. Secretly a very crafty shape-shifter, he's worked his way into the likes of many a politically powerful circle on both sides of the fence and found that the grass is just as green on either side when looking right down the middle.
[Continued in BL/Kin App Below]
Clan Request: N/A
Death/Retirement Thread: http://www.ninpocho.com/viewtopic.php?f=573&t=39802&start=30
Old Profile: http://www.ninpocho.com/viewtopic.php?f=559&t=11523
Old Training: http://www.ninpocho.com/viewtopic.php?f=561&t=11546&start=30
Old Dojo: http://www.ninpocho.com/viewtopic.php?f=560&t=11882
Old FAQ: N/A
Special Usergroups: N/A
Old Stats: Capped
Old OOC Rank: S
Stat Cut: 0
New Stats: Capped
New OOC Rank: S
Justu Mastery Swaps:
NE =Keeping All
Transformation
Body Switch
Basic Summoning
Combination Transformation
Crystal Eye
Cancel
Spirit Lantern
Contract Summoning
Stunt Double
One Elemental Sealing
Elemental Negation
Elemental Clone
Barrier
Shadow Shuriken Replication
Energy Transfer
Leech Seal
Chakra Shield
Chakra Blast
Rasengan
Advanced Combination Transformation
Perfected Rasengan
Five Elemental Seal
Morality Sealing
Natures Guard
Stardust Nova
Gate of Enma
Curse Sealing(R1)
Body Switch
Basic Summoning
Combination Transformation
Crystal Eye
Cancel
Spirit Lantern
Contract Summoning
Stunt Double
One Elemental Sealing
Elemental Negation
Elemental Clone
Barrier
Shadow Shuriken Replication
Energy Transfer
Leech Seal
Chakra Shield
Chakra Blast
Rasengan
Advanced Combination Transformation
Perfected Rasengan
Five Elemental Seal
Morality Sealing
Natures Guard
Stardust Nova
Gate of Enma
Curse Sealing(R1)
Earth
Gravel Shift
Inner Earth Reflection Lure
Earth Flow Wave
Rock Golem
Bedrock Coffin
Weighted Rock Technique
Earth Spiker
Antlion Sinkhole
Earthen Magnitude
Inner Earth Reflection Lure
Earth Flow Wave
Rock Golem
Bedrock Coffin
Weighted Rock Technique
Earth Spiker
Antlion Sinkhole
Earthen Magnitude
Fire => Swapping for Water
Infernal Ember
Thermal Maw
Fireball
Immolation Armor
Combustive Seal
Dragon Fire
Searing Eruption
Scalding Ash Cloud
Heat Wave
Infernal Hellfire
Firestorm
Spontaneous Combustion
Ring of Fire
Dragon Flame Bomb
Sol Fire Tempest
Abysmal Harbinger
Flame Shield
VVVVVVVVV
Pressurized Mist
Water Gun
Water Whip
Aqua Fang
Rinse Off
Grand Waterfall
Impaling Hydro Jet
Water Prison
Rain Dance
Torrential Vortex
Hydro Tidal Shockwave
Water Shark Bomb
Mystical Pond
Grand Hydra Excavation
Water Dragon Bullet
Scorn of Aquarius
Supreme Aqua Realm
Thermal Maw
Fireball
Immolation Armor
Combustive Seal
Dragon Fire
Searing Eruption
Scalding Ash Cloud
Heat Wave
Infernal Hellfire
Firestorm
Spontaneous Combustion
Ring of Fire
Dragon Flame Bomb
Sol Fire Tempest
Abysmal Harbinger
Flame Shield
VVVVVVVVV
Pressurized Mist
Water Gun
Water Whip
Aqua Fang
Rinse Off
Grand Waterfall
Impaling Hydro Jet
Water Prison
Rain Dance
Torrential Vortex
Hydro Tidal Shockwave
Water Shark Bomb
Mystical Pond
Grand Hydra Excavation
Water Dragon Bullet
Scorn of Aquarius
Supreme Aqua Realm
Lightning=> Swapping for Wind
Thunderclap =>Wind Slash
Electrocution=>Pressure Burst
Zeus Flash=>Whirlwind Spin
Thunderstruck=>Airbullet
Volt Charge=>Shredding Touch
Chidori =>Wind Scythe
Lightning Beast=>Tempest
Amp Field=> Cyclone Movement
Raijin's Vengeance=> Great Wind Scythe
Chidori Control=>Wind Scar
Kirin=> Hurricane
Thunderdome =>Ambiance of the Forbidden
Electrocution=>Pressure Burst
Zeus Flash=>Whirlwind Spin
Thunderstruck=>Airbullet
Volt Charge=>Shredding Touch
Chidori =>Wind Scythe
Lightning Beast=>Tempest
Amp Field=> Cyclone Movement
Raijin's Vengeance=> Great Wind Scythe
Chidori Control=>Wind Scar
Kirin=> Hurricane
Thunderdome =>Ambiance of the Forbidden
Gravity = Swap for Blood
Gravity Distortion=>Blood Blade
Anti-Gravity=>Crimson Whip
Orbital Strike=>Red Tide
Gravitational Pull =>Blood Clone
Graviton=>Sanguine Shield
Clutch of the Giant=Kiss of the Vampire
Forced Polarity=>Red Rain
Inertial Control =>Curse of Anemia
Shinra Tensei=>Crimson Stars
Chibaku Tensei =>Drain Claw
Newton's Apple=>Red Haze
Centrifugal Force=> Blood Thrall
Anti-Gravity=>Crimson Whip
Orbital Strike=>Red Tide
Gravitational Pull =>Blood Clone
Graviton=>Sanguine Shield
Clutch of the Giant=Kiss of the Vampire
Forced Polarity=>Red Rain
Inertial Control =>Curse of Anemia
Shinra Tensei=>Crimson Stars
Chibaku Tensei =>Drain Claw
Newton's Apple=>Red Haze
Centrifugal Force=> Blood Thrall
Dust => Swap for Scorch
Dust Cloud =>Scorched Land
Molecular Collision =>Dehydration
Particle Accelerator => Heat Blast
Dust Clone => Rushing Burst
Particle Charge =>Unstable Release
Dust Assimilation => Scorching Devastation
Particle Storm => Arid Land
Molecule Breaker => Convection Spheres
Detachment of the Primitive World => Heat Blast
Ether Strike => Vaporization
Black Mist => Searing Whirlwind
Crop Dusting => Amplifier
Molecular Collision =>Dehydration
Particle Accelerator => Heat Blast
Dust Clone => Rushing Burst
Particle Charge =>Unstable Release
Dust Assimilation => Scorching Devastation
Particle Storm => Arid Land
Molecule Breaker => Convection Spheres
Detachment of the Primitive World => Heat Blast
Ether Strike => Vaporization
Black Mist => Searing Whirlwind
Crop Dusting => Amplifier
Kinesis => Swap for Metal
Force Blast =>Steel Slam
Psionic Assault =>Quality Break
Kinetic Infusion =>Mercury Poisoning
Force Guard => Steel Clone
Psi-shock =>Alloy Spiral
Force Break => Reinforced Wall
Mind Lock =>Iron Breakout
Reflection => Density Crush
Kinetic Blast =>Silver Flash
Psionic Rend =>Senbon Coating
Concussion Pulse => Burdening Touch
Redirection =>Superalloy Tempest
Psionic Assault =>Quality Break
Kinetic Infusion =>Mercury Poisoning
Force Guard => Steel Clone
Psi-shock =>Alloy Spiral
Force Break => Reinforced Wall
Mind Lock =>Iron Breakout
Reflection => Density Crush
Kinetic Blast =>Silver Flash
Psionic Rend =>Senbon Coating
Concussion Pulse => Burdening Touch
Redirection =>Superalloy Tempest
Abomination=> Jinchuriki
Partial Transformation=>Demon Cloak Alpha
Accursed Protection=>Demonic Burst
Corrupted Regeneration=>Demonic Howl
Malevolent Annihilation=>Destructive Shield
Vile Mutation=>Demonic Cloak Omega
Accursed Protection=>Demonic Burst
Corrupted Regeneration=>Demonic Howl
Malevolent Annihilation=>Destructive Shield
Vile Mutation=>Demonic Cloak Omega
Buffing = Keeping
Shadow Dance
Genjutsu => Swapping for Jinchuriki/Medical/ANBU/Shop Points
~Audial Buffing~
Full Attention=>Demons Edict
~Will Buffing~
Rally Focus=>Menacing Blast
Willforce=>Poisonous Chakra
~Audial Debuffing~
Run it Back=>Shop Points
Death's Anthem=>Shop Points
Radial Shock=>Shop Points
Chakra Ravage=>Shop Points
Auto-Tune=>Snap Shot
~Kinetic Debuffing~
Mist of Deceit=>Mystical Hand
Crippled=>Coagulation
Masochism=>System Shock
Silly Fingers=>Skeletal Fortification
Curse of the Leper=>Anesthetic Infusion
Tree Binding=>System Restoration
Shared Torment=>Mystical Force
~Visual Debuffing~
Distortion=>Medical Assistant
The Reaper's Gaze=>Tranquilizer
Ocular Assault=>Medical Ward
Body Double=>Resuscitate
Night=>Angelic Blessing
Deja Vu=>Regeneration
~Will Debuffing~
Untruth=>Pristine Aura
Full Attention=>Demons Edict
~Will Buffing~
Rally Focus=>Menacing Blast
Willforce=>Poisonous Chakra
~Audial Debuffing~
Run it Back=>Shop Points
Death's Anthem=>Shop Points
Radial Shock=>Shop Points
Chakra Ravage=>Shop Points
Auto-Tune=>Snap Shot
~Kinetic Debuffing~
Mist of Deceit=>Mystical Hand
Crippled=>Coagulation
Masochism=>System Shock
Silly Fingers=>Skeletal Fortification
Curse of the Leper=>Anesthetic Infusion
Tree Binding=>System Restoration
Shared Torment=>Mystical Force
~Visual Debuffing~
Distortion=>Medical Assistant
The Reaper's Gaze=>Tranquilizer
Ocular Assault=>Medical Ward
Body Double=>Resuscitate
Night=>Angelic Blessing
Deja Vu=>Regeneration
~Will Debuffing~
Untruth=>Pristine Aura
~Curse Seals~ =>Keeping
Astral(R3)
Celestial(R3)
Gaia(R3)
Hell(R3)
Heaven(3)
Lunar(R3)
Solar(R3)
Terra(R1)
Celestial(R3)
Gaia(R3)
Hell(R3)
Heaven(3)
Lunar(R3)
Solar(R3)
Terra(R1)
***Is it possible to take back purchases /apply training points from during the battle due to at no point being able to actually apply them? If not then my actual ASPs are equal to 1297. If so then it's 1654.***
Name of any Contract you currently own:
- N/A, I swapped Turtle over to Bat for Endo
Name of any Cursed Seals you currently own:Astral, Gaia, Hell, Heaven, Lunar, Solar all at Rank 3. Terra at Rank 1 <-- Noted Above that I'm keeping
- If Retiring character, list link to obtaining the cursed seal (from village request). You will regain this contract upon rebirth back into this character. Curse Seals do not carry over to new characters.
Name of Kinjutsu you own: Abom => Jinchuriki (NE)
- Chigokai x Jinchuriki app below
Taking in a deep breath, Umashi chuckled to himself as he sat on the rather comfortable couch overlooking the oncoming horizon. It seemed that his time in retirement was coming to a close and he had no time left to enjoy the sense of normalcy that he’d enjoyed up until now. Content with the lazy life, he rolled out of bed and yawned as he stretched stood up to greet the day’s activities. Having long since faded into obscurity as the “last” Hokage, there was a new age among the shinobi of the Leaf and he only had the efforts of Iwagakure for that. Having long since exchanged his so called Kage hat and blade for a chef’s hat and a large cooking spoon, Umashi was a family man now and ideas of sailing the seas were now filled with exploring the great expanses of a park with two toddlers. His son and his daughter having been born during the war, the blood that had been shed in the name of Konoha was a stain that Umashi desperately tried to wash off day after day.
Looking over at his wife he smiled and started on getting ready for the morning. No longer a “War Kage” chosen at the cusp of a revolution, the family man role at times tugged at the inner yearnings of Umashi’s being but it was a role that he was willing to play. Sometimes he enjoyed it, and yet sometimes it scared him to his core. What might he do if someone hurt one of his own? A nickname that he’d earned on the battlefield was as the “Red King”, and it had more to do with drowning a man in his own blood more than simply being the Shin-Nidaime Hokage. For the briefest of moments at times he did indeed have flashbacks, most men did in his position, but it was times like that when a loving touch from his beloved or a playful nudge from his precious twins would bring him back to reality. The only blood that he seemed to see now was the kind that came from skinned knees and bad shaves versus missing limbs and dying men.
Without even trying he was back on the battlefield, his body exhausted and his mind awash with emotions. A cutting loss that had just wiped out half of a platoon was quickly made up by the concentrated efforts of a few valiant men. They were dirty, bloody and hungry, and the fact that there was no telling if they were winning or losing took its toll on them all. Making the “Red Line” was the stuff of lore, but what the stories wouldn’t so readily tell was that it cost a lot of lives and in the process something snapped within them all. Even the sanest of men were touched by the atrocities of war and Umashi was no different. The man most noted for his proficiency with fire was suddenly finding himself growing fearfully efficient at an equally red liquid.
Flipping pancakes he heard the stirrings of his family upstairs and continued making breakfast. Even such mundane things as making a meal reminded him of his near perfect battlefield techniques. A slash and a jab had made way for a flip and a turn and yet to his instinctively trained muscles it all seemed to work the same in his mind. Lost in his own thoughts, he jumped when there was a knock at the door. Who could be stopping by this early in the morning? Removing the food from over the cooking top, he wiped off his hands and prayed that this intruder of sorts hadn’t woken the family from their slumber. Looking through the peephole he didn’t recognize the person standing there but in their hands was a box and on their arm was the telltale sign of a courier’s badge. Shrugging, he opened the door and was greeted with a rather odd greeting. “Good morning Mr. U, we’ve need of your services again.” The statement was said in such a matter of fact way that Umashi almost didn’t notice just how odd it was. His brain recognizing the possibly missed actual wording, he shook his head and asked, “I’m sorry, who needs me again?” He smiled weakly but there suddenly developed in his gut a feeling that he wasn’t going to like the answer that he was going to receive.
Looking down, the courier shook his head and opened up the box as he muttered. “They said that you’d not recognize it . . .” He continued on but he finally perked up when it seemed that his message still wasn’t being processed. At this time, Umashi’s wife had come up behind him and the twins were with her, their son holding onto her leg and their daughter running up to Umashi and begging to be picked up. Holding up a finger a moment, Umashi bent down to scoop up his little precious and kissed her on the forehead as his wife spoke softly as if possessed. “Leave us, we’re happy here.” Strange didn’t seem to fully define how Umashi was feeling as his eyebrows perked up at this. What in the world was going on? The courier sighed and cracked open the box as Umashi’s wife moved to shut it just as swiftly. Instinctively Umashi moved to intercept any deflection that the teenage boy might make in order to harm his wife and it ended up being just as tense as any battle he’d ever fought in. Calmly he spoke, “Honey, why don’t you take the kids and finish making breakfast, I’ll handle this.” His wife however wouldn’t be deterred and obstinately stood her ground.
She cast a glance in his direction, her hazel eyes as lively as ever with the hidden rage that he’d learned over the years to accept when it came to her defending their home. “No, they’re trying to take you from us. I won’t allow it; I refuse to let you go back to them.” What? Back to war? No, the war was over and Umashi was retired. Instead of being that blasted pesky pirate he was Uzumaki Umashi, the adoring husband, loving father and successful tradesman. “Honey . . .” Ok, he was begging now, he really had to understand what was going on. At this urging his wife attempted to swat the box away and as sleepy as Umashi may have been from the night before, he was very much awake when her hand swatted the box away from the man and it barely cracked open to reveal . What in the . . . wait, was that box glowing? “What’s in the box!” Umashi asked as his voice raising it a bit to both urge the boy to answer the question and to warn his wife to get inside before things got any tenser.
The boy scrambled to pick up the box and started to open it as his wife grabbed the kids and attempted to pull Umashi back into the house. “Umashi, don’t . . . please don’t leave us. Just come inside and close the door. Don’t let him open that box.” Instead of listening to her however, Umashi stepped out onto the steps and was completely separated from his wife. “What’s in the box kid?” Why was he so stuck on figuring out this mystery? Something far off, some voice was telling him that he just had to know, that he needed to know the answer to this mystery. The boys smirk threw him off however as he dusted off the box and began to open it slowly as the light from within it became something like a small sun. “You’ve been sleeping for too long Umashi, it’s time to wake up and finish the fight.” With each ray of light that escaped from the box, a flood of memories began to remerge in his mind. Memories of how the war had really ended, how things really were and even his strange addiction to dream diving as it were, suddenly made him aware of just how real this moment wasn’t.
The box fully opened, the light seemed to be all that Umashi could see and then the voice, that voice, reaffirmed itself in his head once more. “Rise and shine bright eyes!” The voice was something akin to a person trying to make a joke who’d never made jokes before. It wasn’t like a real person. Suddenly aware of the pool of water that he seemed to be partially submerged in, Umashi woke up with a start, thrashing around and breathing heavily. It was all a dream. Peace, love, a normal life. They weren’t his to have. Raising a wet hand to rub at his temple he choked back emotions as he realized that it had all been a simple dream. It all made sense why it had seemed so real, why he wanted it to seem so real. Konoha wasn’t unified any more than he was a married man and the war was barely over by a long shot, just as a sad stalemate. That voice in his head was the O-Kami Unit, an entity that via something akin to a parasitic possession had enhanced his abilities beyond normal. The “possessed” would run faster be physically stronger, everything. A normal shinobi was extraordinary with the O-Kami units at the cost of a piece of their humanity.
A non-elemental entity, it was one of the many forms of “technology” employed during the “False Daimyo’s War”. It only helped to serve the battle give nickname, “The Red King” further as it made him something of an animal on the battlefield. The only downside was that it drove him insane and forced him into a slumber that many of his men dubbed “Dream Diving”, because in it his mind pieced together a reality that could never be, and in some cases one that was hard to escape from. Though he had the original prototype unit, Umashi wasn’t the only one with problems “Dream Diving” as the O-Kami units had been used en masse by many a soldier to fight on beyond mere mortal means. Insanity during the day and tranquility at night, it was a tough pill to swallow but in war, all was fair and Umashi wasn’t about to leave anything to chance. A courier . . . a real courier knocking at his room door, he exited bath of sorts and grabbed a towel as he walked behind the changing doors and begin to dress himself.
Dream Diving seemed to work best when one was truly physically floating it seemed and by the time Umashi was finished getting dressed his body remained somewhat damp. “Come in.” he ushered as he sat on a bench and continued drying his hair and looking haggard, listened to the messenger. Sitting there, he could hear the fear that the man had for him simply by the beat of his heart. A sense that he’d developed thanks in part to the extreme water affinity based abilities that the “Red Rain” had granted him thanks in part to occurrences that happened when making the Red Line. He could stop a man’s heart with a stare now, and he could feel a lie by a man’s pulse without even touching him. Momentarily distracted, as he listened on, there only seemed to be one reason that he could surmise for him being woken up; he had to go to Iwa. Bureaucracy at its finest, it seemed that suddenly they were calling the troops home?
Looking over at his wife he smiled and started on getting ready for the morning. No longer a “War Kage” chosen at the cusp of a revolution, the family man role at times tugged at the inner yearnings of Umashi’s being but it was a role that he was willing to play. Sometimes he enjoyed it, and yet sometimes it scared him to his core. What might he do if someone hurt one of his own? A nickname that he’d earned on the battlefield was as the “Red King”, and it had more to do with drowning a man in his own blood more than simply being the Shin-Nidaime Hokage. For the briefest of moments at times he did indeed have flashbacks, most men did in his position, but it was times like that when a loving touch from his beloved or a playful nudge from his precious twins would bring him back to reality. The only blood that he seemed to see now was the kind that came from skinned knees and bad shaves versus missing limbs and dying men.
Without even trying he was back on the battlefield, his body exhausted and his mind awash with emotions. A cutting loss that had just wiped out half of a platoon was quickly made up by the concentrated efforts of a few valiant men. They were dirty, bloody and hungry, and the fact that there was no telling if they were winning or losing took its toll on them all. Making the “Red Line” was the stuff of lore, but what the stories wouldn’t so readily tell was that it cost a lot of lives and in the process something snapped within them all. Even the sanest of men were touched by the atrocities of war and Umashi was no different. The man most noted for his proficiency with fire was suddenly finding himself growing fearfully efficient at an equally red liquid.
Flipping pancakes he heard the stirrings of his family upstairs and continued making breakfast. Even such mundane things as making a meal reminded him of his near perfect battlefield techniques. A slash and a jab had made way for a flip and a turn and yet to his instinctively trained muscles it all seemed to work the same in his mind. Lost in his own thoughts, he jumped when there was a knock at the door. Who could be stopping by this early in the morning? Removing the food from over the cooking top, he wiped off his hands and prayed that this intruder of sorts hadn’t woken the family from their slumber. Looking through the peephole he didn’t recognize the person standing there but in their hands was a box and on their arm was the telltale sign of a courier’s badge. Shrugging, he opened the door and was greeted with a rather odd greeting. “Good morning Mr. U, we’ve need of your services again.” The statement was said in such a matter of fact way that Umashi almost didn’t notice just how odd it was. His brain recognizing the possibly missed actual wording, he shook his head and asked, “I’m sorry, who needs me again?” He smiled weakly but there suddenly developed in his gut a feeling that he wasn’t going to like the answer that he was going to receive.
Looking down, the courier shook his head and opened up the box as he muttered. “They said that you’d not recognize it . . .” He continued on but he finally perked up when it seemed that his message still wasn’t being processed. At this time, Umashi’s wife had come up behind him and the twins were with her, their son holding onto her leg and their daughter running up to Umashi and begging to be picked up. Holding up a finger a moment, Umashi bent down to scoop up his little precious and kissed her on the forehead as his wife spoke softly as if possessed. “Leave us, we’re happy here.” Strange didn’t seem to fully define how Umashi was feeling as his eyebrows perked up at this. What in the world was going on? The courier sighed and cracked open the box as Umashi’s wife moved to shut it just as swiftly. Instinctively Umashi moved to intercept any deflection that the teenage boy might make in order to harm his wife and it ended up being just as tense as any battle he’d ever fought in. Calmly he spoke, “Honey, why don’t you take the kids and finish making breakfast, I’ll handle this.” His wife however wouldn’t be deterred and obstinately stood her ground.
She cast a glance in his direction, her hazel eyes as lively as ever with the hidden rage that he’d learned over the years to accept when it came to her defending their home. “No, they’re trying to take you from us. I won’t allow it; I refuse to let you go back to them.” What? Back to war? No, the war was over and Umashi was retired. Instead of being that blasted pesky pirate he was Uzumaki Umashi, the adoring husband, loving father and successful tradesman. “Honey . . .” Ok, he was begging now, he really had to understand what was going on. At this urging his wife attempted to swat the box away and as sleepy as Umashi may have been from the night before, he was very much awake when her hand swatted the box away from the man and it barely cracked open to reveal . What in the . . . wait, was that box glowing? “What’s in the box!” Umashi asked as his voice raising it a bit to both urge the boy to answer the question and to warn his wife to get inside before things got any tenser.
The boy scrambled to pick up the box and started to open it as his wife grabbed the kids and attempted to pull Umashi back into the house. “Umashi, don’t . . . please don’t leave us. Just come inside and close the door. Don’t let him open that box.” Instead of listening to her however, Umashi stepped out onto the steps and was completely separated from his wife. “What’s in the box kid?” Why was he so stuck on figuring out this mystery? Something far off, some voice was telling him that he just had to know, that he needed to know the answer to this mystery. The boys smirk threw him off however as he dusted off the box and began to open it slowly as the light from within it became something like a small sun. “You’ve been sleeping for too long Umashi, it’s time to wake up and finish the fight.” With each ray of light that escaped from the box, a flood of memories began to remerge in his mind. Memories of how the war had really ended, how things really were and even his strange addiction to dream diving as it were, suddenly made him aware of just how real this moment wasn’t.
The box fully opened, the light seemed to be all that Umashi could see and then the voice, that voice, reaffirmed itself in his head once more. “Rise and shine bright eyes!” The voice was something akin to a person trying to make a joke who’d never made jokes before. It wasn’t like a real person. Suddenly aware of the pool of water that he seemed to be partially submerged in, Umashi woke up with a start, thrashing around and breathing heavily. It was all a dream. Peace, love, a normal life. They weren’t his to have. Raising a wet hand to rub at his temple he choked back emotions as he realized that it had all been a simple dream. It all made sense why it had seemed so real, why he wanted it to seem so real. Konoha wasn’t unified any more than he was a married man and the war was barely over by a long shot, just as a sad stalemate. That voice in his head was the O-Kami Unit, an entity that via something akin to a parasitic possession had enhanced his abilities beyond normal. The “possessed” would run faster be physically stronger, everything. A normal shinobi was extraordinary with the O-Kami units at the cost of a piece of their humanity.
A non-elemental entity, it was one of the many forms of “technology” employed during the “False Daimyo’s War”. It only helped to serve the battle give nickname, “The Red King” further as it made him something of an animal on the battlefield. The only downside was that it drove him insane and forced him into a slumber that many of his men dubbed “Dream Diving”, because in it his mind pieced together a reality that could never be, and in some cases one that was hard to escape from. Though he had the original prototype unit, Umashi wasn’t the only one with problems “Dream Diving” as the O-Kami units had been used en masse by many a soldier to fight on beyond mere mortal means. Insanity during the day and tranquility at night, it was a tough pill to swallow but in war, all was fair and Umashi wasn’t about to leave anything to chance. A courier . . . a real courier knocking at his room door, he exited bath of sorts and grabbed a towel as he walked behind the changing doors and begin to dress himself.
Dream Diving seemed to work best when one was truly physically floating it seemed and by the time Umashi was finished getting dressed his body remained somewhat damp. “Come in.” he ushered as he sat on a bench and continued drying his hair and looking haggard, listened to the messenger. Sitting there, he could hear the fear that the man had for him simply by the beat of his heart. A sense that he’d developed thanks in part to the extreme water affinity based abilities that the “Red Rain” had granted him thanks in part to occurrences that happened when making the Red Line. He could stop a man’s heart with a stare now, and he could feel a lie by a man’s pulse without even touching him. Momentarily distracted, as he listened on, there only seemed to be one reason that he could surmise for him being woken up; he had to go to Iwa. Bureaucracy at its finest, it seemed that suddenly they were calling the troops home?