Name: Zenichi
Age: 23
Eyes: Black
Hair: Black
Skin: Caucasion
Village: Mist
Branch: Main
Rank: Jounin
Titles: Anbu Codename: Death
Description
Physical: Zenichi is a warrior. He takes great pride in being the victor of battle. When his loses, he takes the defeat harshly. He will train himself hard for weeks and months afterwards because he has proven his is still weak. As he grew from a unskilled and clumsy student, to a menace to society, he learned to not fear a challenge. While not very broad or tall himself, he has never been scared to provoke a fight with someone else who is much bigger. In fact, that is his favorite game to play during a night of celebrating.
He stands at only 5'10" with a medium build. His brown hair and brown eyes makes him almost identical to every other plain Jane in japan. One couldn't even know he was a threat if not for the two large swords attached to his side. He wears an eye patch from time to time. He sustained a wound to his right eye and now wears a glass replacement. His ANBU mask is a simple skull hiding under a white bamboo hat.
History Zenichi's mother gave the ultimate sacrifice to bring him into this world. She never even got a chance to hold the tiny life that she created. He was born into a clan that he would never conform to. The Nanijiro clan were excellent swordsmen who were unparalleled in style and effectiveness. It was only through brute strength and determination that he was able to find his own way. He took the teachings of the Nanijiro clan and the ancient Samarai ways and combined them into a recipe for disaster. By sacrificing his own well being, he learned that he could destroy others in the process. Every scar on his body was a trophy he had lost or a reminder of his weaknesses. It was this repetitive abuse to himself that turned him into a power hungry monster.
He learned that one's body could only withstand so much abuse. He figured that it would only last a maximum of 40 years at this rate. So he started to learn more about strategy and leadership then just raw power. Group formations, weakness exploitation, black ops, and sabotage were nightly subjects that he would study. He then joined the ANBU as an AiT and started to learn how to work as a team. Soon, his battle awareness became unnatural. Able to take on numbers that greatly outnumbered him and even lead teams into suicide missions with minimum casualties. He had made a name for himself and was lifted through the ranks by living up to his code name.
Death
His real time to shine came recently. Within the shores of Kiri, a band of misfits went looking for trouble. The explosion at the coliseum was a beacon call to everyone within ear shot. Most of the ninjas who arrived started to either slash and dash anything that looked like a criminal while others swooped in to treat the many who were injured and dying. Zenichi showed up on the spot and started to organize the mayhem. Grabbing every person he recognized by their headgear, he separated them into groups. He put med-nin into one area, made a search team for the people who were seriously injured and bring them back. He made a few teams who would go out and try find the culprits. Any encounters were tied at the wrist and ankles to ensure that the medics weren't treating the enemy. It was a defining moment for Zenichi because this was the first time people saw him in character without the mask to hide behind. None of them had ever seen him before but he had a commanding presence that they felt the need to follow. That was the moment that he realized that ANBU was holding him back from his real potential. He retired from the Corps and started to make moves to join the main branch of Kirigakure. He couldn't hide his potential behind a mask anymore. [/size]
Zenichi, age 10.
The day began as any other. In truth, it would end as unaccomplished as it began too. But the brief interaction Zenichi would have with sometime sinister would echo through the the rest of his life.
As a Nanjiro clansman, he was trained in the way of the sword since a small child. Weapons were a badge of honor and each person cared for their weapons like a Inuzaka cares for their canine companions. Some of the clansmen studied to become a blacksmith to hone the best blades with their bare hands. Others went on wild voyages in hopes of winning a legendary weapon of sorts. The more deadly or sharp, or meticulously crafted a weapon was, the more prestige the wielder bore within the clan. When a Clansmen that owns a unique weapon is laid to rest, his sword is kept in the Armory. It is the greatest tribute possible by the clan. Sometimes this weapon is held until one of the deceased offspring prove worthy of it. Other times, a person performs a great feat and is allowed to choose from the sacred weapons. All except one that is.
Watatsumi
At the rear of the room laid a display box. One that is lined with E-notes and probably a few more traps to ward off anyone from attempting to open it. Within it was three sticks attached by chains at two of the joints. It was well worn and seemed a bit out of sync with the large trove of deadly looking weapons in its near vicinity. But all the same, it was well protected and made no illusion that it was off limits to everyone. When he asked one of his older cousins what it was, he was told to hush and not speak of evil while in it's presence. Figuring his cousin was being silly, Zenichi didn't give it another thought and left the room to return home in time for lunch.
Zenichi, Age 14.
Zenichi's wild and vivid teenage dreams were shattered one evening by the screams and wales of a woman in unexplained turmoil. He didn't know what was going on but he needed to find out what would cause a person to make such a horrid sound. As he quickly dressed and ran outside of his house, he opened his door to an unreal sight. His aunt was lying on the ground at her door. She was crying, screaming, pounding the chest of the person trying to console her anguish. He didn't know what happened but his heart suddenly felt a deep sorrow for her. Before he could ask another of the bystanders if they knew what was going on, his aunt stood up and proclaimed that she had to see him.
See who?
Zenichi followed her as they moved through the compound. Her journey took a zig zag route as she constantly had to find ledges and walls to lean on. As if she was going to collapse from the heaviest thought possible. After a little while, the group eventually landed at the Armory. Several of the clan leaders were there, whispering to each other. Each one of them had the same look of being appalled by the situation. His aunt pushed past them and found her way to the back wall that Watatsumi was now leaned against, out of it's box.
At it's feet laid two clansmen. One was his cousin. His face was frozen in a bewildered stare and the blood spot in the center of his chest told the tale of his demise. A few feet away was something that no longer resembled a normal person. It's limbs were contorted and it's face was an evil mask of sorts. It's skin was scaly and it's fingers were clawed. It would seem more born of a lizard or dragon then man. Zenichi would not have know it was once human if not for the Kiri headband still affixed to its forehead.
When will these kids learn that it is not power, it is evil
Can't we get rid of it now? Why do we need to be the protectors?
We need to protect our own first.
Why Dismaka? Why would you do this to my only son?
It took a bit of time but a picture was being painted for Zenichi was that this Tri-staff wasn't just a weapon. It was a possessed item that the clan were keeping away from the world, not a homage to the one who wielded it. Every few years, it would seem that a fool-hearty young clansman would try to obtain it as a quick route to power and prestige. It is fantasized that if you can wield it, you will instantly become a legend. Legends have to pay a blounty though and this one had the steepest of prices.
Upon the tri-staffs hilt laid an inscription written in Kanji. The word for "Ultimate Sacrifice" was etched in darkened blood. No one knew what it truly meant. The clan specualted that it meant if you wanted to win it's favor, you had to pay a price of sacrifice. At first, people saw that as to go without one of life's pleasure. Each person who would dare try to hold the staff would end the same as what Dismaka resembled. A few people have witnessed the event first hand. They say is looks like some kind of monstrous transformation. Each time, the person's body seems to simply quit from the stress on the body. As a few decades went by, the weapon was deemed unobtainable and locked away. Too many lives paid the price for hubris. That only made things worse.
People took the "Ultimate Sacrifice" meaning literally. People were breaking in once every few years to kill off a family dog or a dying relative. It was a twisted and sick fantasy that the immature and naive felt they needed to try even they knew death was probable. But tonight's act was more then just some power play. One person killed his best friend. Dismaka had grown up with his boy and found a deep bond with him. He traded all of those memories and feelings for one devilish weapon. It was appalling.
Zenichi, Present Day.
Zenichi head was hurting. He spent most of his life training to be the best. Pushing himself harder and faster then any of his peers. He wanted so desperately to be accepted by his fellow clansmen. His mother was of this tribe but she died while birthing him. His father was nothing more then a part time street vendor, full time drunk. So his need to be accepted into the clan was much deeper then some kind of sibling rivalry among clansmen, he wanted to feel closer to the person he never had a chance to meet. But his failure as a Nanjiro weighed heavy upon him sometimes. HE recently fought a small group in the coliseum and lost royally. He was no match for the Anbu Sennin or either of the other two. He had quit the Anbu Corps. He left the only place he felt like he belonged. But he did it because he wanted to prove himself the be more then a machine and yet, proved that he was nothing more in a short period of time. He was a failure.
A nobody.
He didn't want to keep trying to live a life like this. To push himself to be a part of something that he didn't have the natural ability for. He was nothing more then brute strength behind a sword. He lacked the finesse for anything more. He would never be one of the Nanjiro greats or legends. He would rather quit trying and live the life of a beggar then to go on with the lie his life has been.
That is when a voice called to him. His imagination made his desires liquid and become a beacon for his cravings. As if it was an answer to every question that he ever had about himself, the idea of Watatsumi came to his mind. It was a lighthouse on the breaking rocks of his soul. He needed it more then anything else in the world at that moment but knew that it was suicide to want it so much. But he didn't care. He would master the weapon and become a instant legend. He left his small apartment and rushed to the Armory. It was locked and closed for the evening but a dose of a Acid Ninjutsu soon caved in the wall enough for him to pass through. With a few hurried steps, he was at the box administering the same form of Acid he previously use to get past the e-notes and traps. Soon, the blood spotted hilt was within his grasp. The words "Ultimate Sacrifice" echo'd in his mind just as he reached to retrieve it. He didn't have two gold coins to offer the ferryman or anything else. All he had was his love and desire.
Reaching for a Kunia, he quickly drew it and spliced his hand. The blood splattered in the hilt and around the box. Zenichi wasn't sure what would work but waited patiently for a sign. As the moments went on, he knew that he was being a fool and doing nothing new to win the prize before him. A few drops of blood was not a sacrifice, it was barely an offering. He knew that he was going to die tonight so he decided that he would die chasing his dreams. He stood straight and pulled his shirt open. He plunged the kunia into his belly and pulled it from left to right, spilling his internal organs upon the floor. He dropped the kunia and then reached for Watatsumi as a last action of a dead man.
Zenichi, Reborn
Power Level/Character Level:
20. 3297-3600 (313)
Agility: 600
Stamina: 600
Ninjutsu: 600
Taijutsu: 600
Genjutsu: 600
Chakra Control: 600
Power Level: 3600
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-Elemental Affinity-
Minors
Fire
Non-Elemental
Majors
Water
Wind
Advanced Elements
Poison
Shadow
Vapor
Acid
Custom Class
HP: (60+ lvl) X Stamina
CP: (35)+ lvl) X Chakra control
Class Bonus: Kinjutsu Option
High: Melee Accuracy
Average: Evasion,Gen Save, Ninjutsu Accuracy
Low: Ranged acc, Genjutsu Difficulty
Capped Shop Purchases:
- Ninjust moved from Average to High
- +5 Hp Modifier
- +2 Class Points; +5% Called Shot Chance
- +1 Augment Slot on Samehada
- +1 Ability Slot
- Shadow Tactics
CA: Reckless
Bloodlust - 3pts
Bleed Out - 3pts
Zakari Style - 2pts
Double Smash - 2 pts
Huge Power - 1pts
Huge Power - 1pt
Huge Power - 1pt
Precision Blow - 2pts
No Limits - 2pts
Endurance -1pt
Endurance -1pt
Endurance -1pt[/spoiler]
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Kinjutsu: Tsukumogami
Tsukumogami
Myriad Strike
Mystic Transmutation(M)
Omni Flash
Visceral Rend(M)
Kindred Fusion
Ninjutsu
E-Rank
Non-Elem:Transformation(M)
Non-Elem:Body Switch(M)
Non-Elem:Basic Summoning(M)
D-rank
Non-Elem (Anbu):Signal Flare(M)
Non-Elem:Combination Transformation(M)
Non-Elem:Crystal Eye(M)
Non-Elem:Cancel(M)
Non-Elem:Contract Summoning(M)
Non-Elem:Critical Exposure(M)
C-Rank
Non-Elem:Stunt Double(M)
Non-Elem:One Elemental Sealing(M)
Non-Elem:Elemental Clone(M)
Non-Elem (Anbu):Chakra Sense(M)
Non-Elem (Anbu):Snapshot(M)
Non-Elem (Anbu):Mental Infiltration(M)
B-rank
Non-Elem:Rasengan(M)
Non-Elem (Anbu):Intangible Passage(M)
A-Rank
Non-Elem:Five Elemental Sealing(M)
Non-Elem:Gate of Enma(M)
Non-Elem
erfected Rasengan(M)
Water
E-Rank
Water
ressurized Mist(M)
Water:Water Gun(M)
D-Rank
Water:Water Whip(M)
Water:Aqua Fang(M)
Water:Rinse Off(M)
C-Rank
Water:Grand Waterfall(M)
Water:Impaling Hydro Jet(M)
Water:Water Prison(M)
Water:Rain Dance(M)
B-Rank
B-rank
Water:Torrential Vortex(M)
Water:Hydro Tidal Shockwave(M)
Water:Water Shark Bomb(M)
Water:Mystical Pond(M)
A-Rank
Water:Grand Hydra Excavation(M)
Water:Water Dragon Bullet(M)
Water:Scorn of Aquarious(M)
Water:Supreme Aqua Realm(M)
Earth
Earth:Gravel Shift(M)
Earth:Stone Bullet(M)
Wind
Wind
ressure Burst(M)
Wind:Wind Slash(M)
Lightning
Lightning:Storm Bolt(M)
Lightning:Thunderfist(M)
Fire
Fire:Thermal Maw(M)
Fire:Infernal Ember(M)
Vapor
C-Rank
Vapor:Hidden Mist(M)
Vapor:Mist Ball(M)
B-Rank
Vapor:White Mist(M)
Vapor:Rolling Fog(M)
A-Rank
Vapor:Black Mist(M)
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-Shadow-
SPOILER: SHOW
Taijutsu
Giant Blade
Level 6
Goliath Toss(M)
Hyper Extension(M)
Level 7
Kill Driver(M)
Execution(M)
Level 8
Annihilation(M)
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Unarmed
Level 1
Uncalled for shot(M)
Level 2
Grab(M)
Level 6
Dragon Assault(M)
Level 7
Primary Lotus(M)
16-hit combo(M)
Level 8
Eternal Chaotic Dance(M)[/i][/size]
Pole Jutsu
Level 5
Rejecting Assault(M)
Level 6
Jump Lunge(M)
Level 7
Raging Whirlwind(M)
Spinning Deflection(M)
Level 8
Emerald Dragon Crescent(M)[/i][/size] [/i][/size]
Genjutsu
Will: 0
Kinetic: 0
Audial: 0
Visual: 0
Multiple:
Level 4
Phoenix Embrace (M)
Transparent Escape (M)
Euphoria (M)
Detect Pulse (M)
Level 5
Betrayal (M)
Verse of Darkness (M)
Endless Gap (M)
Heart Beat (M)
Crippled (M)
Fear (M)
Deafen (M)
Soothing Voice (M)
Temple of Nirvana (M)
Time Freeze (M)
Body Double (M)
Level 6
Time Reversal (M)
Level 7
Epimeral (M)
Mindshatter (M)
Level 8
Utopia (M)
Other Information
Abilities
Ability List
[1] Shadow Tactics
[0] Shinobi 101 - Ninjutsu
[1] Ambidexterity
[2] Bull's Strength
[3] Strategy
[4] Acrobatics
[5] Quickdraw
[6] Called Shot
[7] Insight II
[8] -Kinjutsu-
[9] -Kinjutsu-
[10] - Kinjutsu-
[Bonus] Dual Weilding
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Inventory
Items:
[1] Mustard Gas
[2] Energy Drink x 2
[3] Blood Pill x 2
[4] Splint
[5] Kawarimi Target
Sheath 1: Swordbreaker
Augments:
Crippler +7% Chance to all Called shots
Extension - Weapon gains +1 Accuracy. All actions used with this weapon cost +1 Exhaustion.
Flexisteel +2 Accuracy, -5% Damage. Partial hits deal -10% Damage.
-Pre=poisoned via strategy with Black Lotus
Sheath 2: Samehada
Augments:Sharkskin- Weapon deals -10% Damage, but target loses chakra equal to 20% of the Damage Dealt.
Forged Twins +1 Accuracy and +5% Damage than usual when dual wielding
Flexisteel +2 Accuracy, -5% Damage. Partial hits deal -10% Damage.
-Pre=poisoned via strategy with Black Lotus
Sheath 3: Samehada
Augments:Sharkskin- Weapon deals -10% Damage, but target loses chakra equal to 20% of the Damage Dealt.
Extension - Weapon gains +1 Accuracy. All actions used with this weapon cost +1 Exhaustion.
Flexisteel +2 Accuracy, -5% Damage. Partial hits deal -10% Damage.
Forged Twins +1 Accuracy and +5% Damage than usual when dual wielding
-Pre=poisoned via strategy with Black Lotus
Sheath 4: Sansetsukon
Augments:
Sharkskin - - Weapon deals -10% Damage, but target loses chakra equal to 20% of the Damage Dealt.. Doubled
Chakra Drain - When hit with the weapon, the victim loses chakra equal to 10% of the damage done to them. Doubled
Extension - Weapon gains +1 Accuracy. All actions used with this weapon cost +1 Exhaustion. Doubled
Flexisteel +2 Accuracy, -5% Damage. Partial hits deal -10% Damage.
High Quality +10 Base Damage Doubled
-Pre=poisoned via strategy with Black Lotus