Today would mark a new day
for Kozai Tengai as he would wake up early in the morning, going downstairs
while his foster parents were asleep in their room. He would go to the kitchen
and prepare him a lunch for a couple of days for he would spend some time
training and strengthening himself mentally and physically for the battles to
come. Now
having his lunch made and prepared he would go to a box that was kept in his
room, something he was told he would inherit when he opened the box he opened
the box and out fell a white tunic a purple belt a guide for training and a
sword. He would sit the blade onto his back and grab his backpack and get
dressed. As he walked back down the stairs he would walk out of the stairs
going out the door to walk to the mountains.
Instead of taking the way up the mountain, he decided to climb up it as
the first half of his training. The climb would take him at least half of the day
considering the mountain was huge compared to him. Taking a huge sigh he would
begin to scale the gigantic mountain taking it one foot at a time. He was
determined to not use any jutsu or any weaponry only his hands and feet to
climb so that he could strengthen his body first. As he scaled the mountain, he
often fell hitting his arms and legs on the sharp rocks cutting him. The pain
was nothing compared to the outcome he would get at the end of all of this. Kozai Tengai was determined to get to the top although he was only a portion of
the way there. As he climbed he would see the sun start to rise onto him, like
it was encouraging him to push on and continue. Smiling he would laugh and
say,” well looks like I have a little more reason to continue than to quit,” he
said as he picked up his pace a little going over every turn and stone, until
he got half-way to the top of the mountain. Feeling a little exhausted he would
slow the pace to lessen how much energy he would expend on climbing up. Hours
past as he was still making progress little by little engraving a new mark into
the mountain as he went, putting new markers for when he did this again, each
day climbing until he could do it in less than three hours. It had been seven
hours since he started to climb the mountain, his pace getting even greater and
faster as his momentum was picking up. He was moving like that of a raging
animal going towards his prey, as his footing was getting better and better,
fewer mistakes were being made, until he slipped and almost fell back down the
mountain. He was lucky enough to grab onto a ledge and sighed and laughed as he
almost lost his life in that little stunt. Taking his time as the pace was set
at a rapid yet careful level; he would finally make it up the mountain seven
hours later. Fully exhausted he would
pull out a sandwich and lemonade as he ate the sandwich like it was his last
meal. Kozai Tengai would now stand up and stretch, allowing his body not
only to relax but now he would be flexible for the next half of the training.
This part would consist of him hanging upside down from a branch that was on
the top of the mountain, and do 2500 sit-up working his core and also working
on his concentration as he would use his free hand to craft origami objects. At
first the task could have been considered easy until he was fighting the pain
of his stomach, which was interfering with his concentration of his origami
skills. Taking a deep breathe he would slowly do each sit up as he carefully
molded each paper into phoenixes, until he hit the number 560. As time went on
the pain dulled no longer bothered him as he controlled his breathing and was
now making origami dragons,” 1001…1002…1003…1004,” he counted out as he
continued to breathe in and out as the pain came back stronger than before. As
an hour passed, he would now be on two thousand four hundred; his body would
begin to give in as it became harder for him to do even a single sit up. He
became limp, hanging there from the tree, panting almost gasping for air as he
tried to find the strength to continue. Looking back on everything he went
through he knew that if he could not overcome this, he would never become truly
strong. Finding the last bit of strength he had left, Kozai Tengai would
begin to scream as he started to do more sit-ups despite his body trying to
stop him. He finally made it to two thousand ninety as he felt the strength
weakening from him, giving one last push he would begin to scream,” two
thousand ninety-one….two thousand ninety-two…two thousand ninety-three…two
thousand ninety-four…two thousand ninety-five…two…thousand ninety-six….two
thousand ninety-seven…two thousand ninety-nine… TWO THOUSAND FIVE HUNDRED..,”
he screamed to the heavens as he fell to the ground with a thud his body full
exhausted to the point of where he could not move at all. As he tried to laugh
his body wretched, trying to tell him to stop and rest and of course he would
listen he had no way he could move. With what was left he would put his cloak
over him a fall asleep so his body would heal up for the next day… Day Two: Kozai Tengai would awaken to his
body is slight pain from his training yesterday the physical aspect being over,
he would sit up slowly as not to harm his body any further. He knew there was a
little spring on the mountain top so he would walk to and after looking for a
while he would find it. Taking off his clothes he would slowly get into it, as
for some reason the water was hot and relaxed his aching muscles. Letting out a
deep and long sigh of release, he would sink into the water until only his head
was showing,” This is the best part about training is the recuperation process
that comes during and after all of it. After this I will train my mental
aspect, means all day is I will be meditating and clearing my mind of all
negative thoughts,” he said with a smile as he would be content in the hot
spring on the mountain top. This day would help him get over a lot of things
that have been on his mind lately, inhibiting his fighting and also putting
doubts into his head. Kozai Tengai would spend almost two hours in the
spring before hopping out of it splashing it everywhere,” It looks like I feel
even better now though his body was still a bit sore. Taking out some of the bandages in his backpack,
he would apply some salve to them, this salve having the ability to help heal
the body over time. He would put the bandages over his chest and arms, and
putting clean bandages over his legs, he looked like a sort of cool mummy. He
would put a clean sleeveless shirt, much like the one he usually wears, but
donned the sword on the back of him as it felt a little lighter to him but he
thought it was his imagination. Walking back outside he would in what could be
the central part of the mountain as he sat down and began to meditate. He would
first think on the things that troubled him the most. His inhibitions of
feeling weaker than everyone else is what made him feel inadequate to everyone
else, but as he meditated he would know that he had abilities not many other
ninja could not even think of performing, even his knowledge on certain topics
trumped other ninja even those of higher ranking. His next problem was his
self-esteem, both around women and around others, the way he reacted to people
hindered his ability to make friends. He would think back to when he first saw
a girl, how he had beaten her up because she had said rude words to him and he
had heard her and he made his first female mortal enemy and through that opened
the door to more evil girls. Because of
that he could continue to make enemies of the evil and most repugnant females and not be
shy of kicking their fat butts anymore. Before he knew it, the sun was already
setting behind him as the sun was retiring so the moon could arise and carry on
its job. He would stand up and smile knowing that he had just unlocked another
gate in his life both mentally and psychologically to the point that he was a
peace with his flaws. He went to a nice spot where he could sleep and ponder on
how he was going to train next, as he knew he had only one thing to train left
and that was his awesome ninjutsu and…the kunai. He knew the ninjutsu training
would be sort of easy but as for the kunai of course it would be harder but he
would at the end have the sword as a partner. He now laid there with a smile
knowing he did a good job with his training so far. Before he could forget, Kozai Tengai would go into his bag and take out another sandwich and drink, eating
before he went to sleep so he could nourish his body for the next session of
training. His mother always told him that eating a balanced meal would always
keep your body in perfect shape and allow you to fight harder and better, so
far she was not wrong about it for as he continued to eat the food he prepared,
vital nutrients would be provided so his body could heal properly. Now full Kozai Tengai would lay down and burp, looking at the star filled night sky as he
imagined what the training was going to be like tomorrow…. Day Three
Kozai Tengai would wake up mid-morning when the sun was high the blue
filled sky, waking him up as the sun shined into his eyes signaling for him to
get up. He would wake up with a stretch and a yawn as he slowly took off the
bandages off of his body, now that his body was somewhat rejuvenated he did not
need them. The only ones he did not take off were the ones on his arms and the
ones on his legs. Finally standing up and fully awake he we would start his
morning stretches followed by his morning meal. After another session of stretching
he would finally be ready to commence his last day of training, which would be
the hardest out of them all. He had mastered his physical aspects by breaking
his limitations and passing by them giving him a new body in a sense, and he
mastered his mental aspect finally overcome mind over matter and now has a new
look on himself and his thoughts. Now it was time to finally master the kunai and
trying to increase his power so he could obtain his final goal. Looking the
kunais over he would notice an inscription on it that could be read by him and
he knew exactly what they were paper bombs. Using his straw from his bed, he
would make two dummies, that looked vaguely humanoid, of himself to fight,
allowing him to at least have suitable fighting partners and to make the odds a
little better, the only thing he would use would be the kunai the big rope that
he had found in the chest and the sword. Jumping back five meters from the now
formed dummies of straw he would nod to the both of them as he fully unsheathed
the sword. The blade was longer than he anticipated and he could not help but
admire the work that was put into the sword itself. Putting the scabbard onto
his belt he would attack the clones slashing at them. The first dummy suddenly
came alive would jump to the left about three meters and throw ten kunai in his
direction while controlling them, as the second dummy or dummy b began to
circle him and throw double what clone a threw at him, covering the other exit
points the other clone did not. Taking
a deep breath, Kozai Tengai would begin to hold the blade in front of him as
a traditional samurai would and wait for the right moment. Although he had
never used a sword before or had proper sword training, he knew that timing was
key as well as using the blade as an extension of you. Opening his eyes he
would first strike at the ones coming from his side, cutting them down one by
one as the rest were converging on his position he would jump to his left,
where he had just made an opening and begin to run towards Clone B. Clone B
would react by sending a wave of shuriken at Kozai Tengai, While Clone A
sent a wave of shuriken from behind as they used their hands to make a sort of
coffin, cutting off any escape point he had hoped to have. Feeling himself
backed up into a corner, he would feel the sword ache in his hands and nearly
dropped it, as the sword became covered in old straw he saw it was cleanly
slicing. Taking this as a sign, Kozai Tengai would start to spin with the
sword, as two air waves flew off of his colliding with the straw head on pushing
them out but not cutting them. Looking in amazement, Kozai Tengai would
attempt to try it again but to no effect, as the sword just returned to normal.
Looking at the clones, they would now rush him as they made paper kunai to
attack up close. Kozai Tengai would quickly body flicker to clone A, as he
closed the gap between the two of them quickly, giving it three vertical slashes
and a horizontal one before it fell and turned into nothing back paper. Clone B
would appear right behind him and kick Kozai Tengai with enough force to
send him flying. Kozai Tengai would quickly gain his ground and look at the
situation carefully analyze the situation. He would look at the sword carefully
thinking of the ways he could enable the sword to be lighter and used them as
an attack ,he tried everything he could until he tried sending chakra to the
sword, which made it cut better and made the dummies fall back cautious. Now
back in business he would run to the clone ready for the final showdown as they
did one clash and ended on an opposite side. As it would look like Kozai Tengai would fall, the clone would turn into paper and fall. Feeling a sense
of accomplishment he would make the sword do a fancy flourish again before
stopping the flow of chakra and sheathe the sword as he grabbed the straw and
all of his belongings as he headed back to Iwa…When he arrived back at
Iwa he found that his dog had died and he was extremely sad, very sad,
super-duper sad and sat secluded in his room for a week not eating or drinking.
[TWC 2620, 20 XP
1000/1000 + sadness, 1 tomoe sharingan
200/200 for D-rank Yami no Seigyo
300/300 for C-rank Yami no Seigyo
500/500 for B-rank Yami no Seigyo
600/600 for A-rank Yami no Seigyo]