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These insects were really starting to wear thin on the patience of the water kingdom. The king wanted nothing more than to rip these bags of human meat to nothing more than shreds, to shreds you say? The king was rather remised about his attack not landing. He merely scraped the surface of the petite girl’s body, only tearing a hole in her uniform and leaving her hip and waist a bloody mess. The scent of iron absorbed through his permeable skin and empowered him more. The size of his body and muscles seemed to expand and grow larger all throughout his body. It seemed as though blood made him stronger and allowed him to heal wounds as well. It was no wonder that he was able to move so fast in the waters since he ate that fat sack of worthless trash known as the Akimichi.

Having missed his opportunity to end the life of another, he was susceptible, a position the king rarely found himself in. The young kunoichi lunged several smoke bombs at the king that he could simply only watch with his eyes as they exploded within his vision. His senses were kicked into overdrive he could feel himself in a trapped position and needed to reset before he would take any more damage, the girl charged her arrows while the fox made its move. Distracted by the genjutsu and the flurry of bubbles escaping the air tank that once stored life for the young fox, he was caught off guard by the assault of explosive tags. A small furry, albeit wet and soggy, paw kicked off of his snout, his mind putting the pieces together too slowly for him to react. Even when he did try to react his sense had been thrown out of whack, he was in an inverted world where every moment he made was contrary to what his mind had wanted.

A clever band of pups that seemed only to enrage the king in his own proper home, they would not live to see the rest of their lives he was sure of it. The king let go of the canister and shut his mouth and swallowed the tags as fast as he could, it seemed his stomach was just as tough as his skin was. After all he did just swallow an electrical bomb prior from the young kunoichi. The tags did as they were intended and detonated within the deep sea kings body. Almost comically his stomach expanded outwards as if he swallowed an entire hot air balloon. His skin clawed outwards so desperately wanting to erupt and release the gas and pressure inside assaulting his insides. And in and instant he shrunk back down to size as a bellowing smoke escaped his nostrils and mouth. What kind of monster could survive such an attack unscathed? The smoke was quickly followed en route by an explosion of blood escaping his mouth, nose, eyes, and ears; basically every orifice had been penetrated with the black oozing blood.

Before they could land the final blow the undead army assumed an almost impregnable defense for any oncoming attacks as the king rushed towards the clam the queen was hiding recluse in. The king saw the black boy murdering her two prized eels with nothing more than a translucent box, had he focused on coordinating his attacks with the two others the king would surely be dead. With him preoccupied with the undead clawing at him and his skin being torn open, the scent of blood once again drove the king crazy. In his feeble state the king in a last ditch effort pierced the clam and grabbed the queen out of her protective bubble. It was no love tap for he had firmly wrapped his gargantuan hand around her pretty little neck. With no hesitation he snapped her neck which let out a massive shockwave. The buildings around them started to collapse as if they were made of straw, the army disintegrated into sand, while the naiads seemed to spontaneously erupt. The ninja would be pushed away with untamable force, but not before witnessing the next atrocity.




The king unphased by the shockwave bit the head of the queen and pulled, her head and spine being perfectly and cleanly ripped from her lifeless body. Spitting the head out like a cork, he raised the queens open neck and poured her sweet life essence into his monstrous gullet. Her blood was thick and rich, it escaped the sides of his mouth and dribbled down to his chest and onto the floor staying the precious brown sand black. With every swallow and resetting of his Adams apple the kings body healed and expanded to greater widths and size. He drained her like a juice box before thrown her shriveled up body aside. The area was clear there was nothing left besides the two forces and the lifeless water and shifting sands. The deep sea kings killing intent jumped at the group almost devouring them right there, this wasn’t the same monster they had first laid eyes on, he was something else. In an instant he was gone, the team would only hear a static noise or boom, but that was already too slow. First was the fox, a punch so lethal it aimed to vaporize the fox. Another static noise, over head the young kunoichi his fist wrapped together raining down on her from above. Lastly one more sonic blur before he was sending a flurry of fists that seemed to number in the hundreds at the young black ninja. This was true fear.
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Gisho Omawarisan/Shinko


With the tests finishing it was a matter time for all the teams would make their way to the forest of death. Shinko seemingly appeared in front of all the completed teams and idle at the entrance of the teams who had not yet completed their exam just yet. Regardless this was the time for him to introduce the rules of the second exam. For those who haven’t finished yet the message would be played on loop until they were able to grasp their next scenario. Shinko was a man of few words and to hear his voice was a blessing, which would not change today. He unraveled a scroll and weaved a singular hand seal before dropping the scroll. A plume of smoke appeared before it was whisked away and an image of the Hokage was replaced. “Congratulations on the teams for making it past the first exam. There’s no time for celebrations just yet, for the next part of the exam will be starting as soon as you have sought aid and the remaining teams all gather. For the next part of these exams you will be going up against each other. That’s right, the friends you forged and the teammates you bonded with may now be your number one enemy.”

“For this exam you will all become an army of one as you face off against your peers. The objective of the game is quite simple. Each of you was given a scroll when we first met, your goal is to take the scroll of any ninja you encounter and return it to the exit by the times limit. If you are not in possession of two scrolls by the end of the exam or unable to make it to the exit you will be eliminated. Fret not for if you fail here you will still have the results from the first exam to weigh in your favor, likewise for those who pass this exam will have their first exam results evaluated together. Oh and before I leave you to your own devices, there will be a free scroll in the middle of the forest of death with no strings attached. Whoever takes that scroll will not have to worry about finding a suitable opponent, but I expect you won’t be alone in that endeavor. Good Luck, and make your villages proud! Ginsho out! Damn how do I turn this thing off?! Shinko! Damn it now I’m making a fool of mys—“ End of transmission. Shinko bowed before disappearing for the teams who had already completed their exams and heard the message.

Shizuka Ichimi



Konohagakure | Chūnin | Breezy-nin

TIME: Present Day - Morning | LOCATION: Forest of Death | INTERACTION: @LadyinInk@Altered Tundra@Reflection

His eyes never left the girl, she was his first and last priority, they had made it this far and his ever growing will to protect this girl was still unwavering, even if Shizuka didn’t know exactly why. She ripped the mask off of her face, but before he could even stumble forward to shield her cloudy eyes she already pried them away with her own. Feeling a little useless, Shizuka rocked backwards once more in unison with her hands falling back down as she got accustomed to the cruel sun that kissed them all after being exposed to utter darkness for the most part. ”How long were they down there for? Was time different on the surface?” Yet he was thrusted out of his mind once more in favor of the girl wanting his company. His arm was tugged along with his body that seemed to fall quite weightlessly, arms wrapped around him and embraced him tightly. Shizuka thrown aback soon wafted in the sweet smell of lavender, his shock quickly disappeared and was replaced with warmth and happiness, the outside world suddenly vanishing only to be replaced with a serene array of falling cherry blossoms.

Without thinking he reciprocated the hug by pulling her in towards him and wrapping his arms around her, his head resting atop of hers as a smile formed around his face. "Thank you...." resonated through his ears, Shizuka couldn’t help but let tears form once more and escape down the sides of his eyes, it seemed as though he was quite useful in some respects, he wasn’t a complete failure. The embrace ending quite abruptly but practically sent Shizuka back to his normal demeanor. Shizuka turned to face Kurin who quickly approached. His arm was extended with open palm in hand, a quick flash back replaced kurin with the image of his father with the same gesture the first time Shizuka had completed his training. With the next instant the image faded and Kurin once again stood in front of him. Lowering his head and laughing with a large exhale, Shizuka stood and met the gesture. His hand gripped the boys forearm attempting to avoid any burns as he gave him a very deep handshake. “I’m still the leader than write stick boy?” Shizuka laughed.

Jakuuna had seemingly bet left out to dry by Kurin as he completely ignored the boy’s plea for companionship with his head instead of their seared arms. Shizuka walked over and head-butted the young thunder god almost knocking him over, he more or less would recoil in pain. Shizuka reverted back to his quirky absent minded persona. Not knowing his own strength or perceptive of social queues would make up for this gigantic head-butt that left the wind seeker unshaken. Before Shizuka could get another word in the appearance of the Hokage’s bodyguard was suddenly felt and with it an important message regarding the next examination. Shizuka listened to his words with great care and grimaced at their current predicament, they were at quite the disadvantage, save for himself. Hopefully the other teams were just as injured or worse, but the chances were far too unlikely. Turning his head back to the rather ever growing beauty in his mind, Shizuka seemed to fret most about her condition. ”If worse comes to worse I’ll just give her my scroll and wait till next year, sorry mom, dad.” and with a breeze of leaves Shinko was gone. “So what’s the plan now? We only have moments before it starts.” Shizuka quick on the offensive.
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Kyotoumaru Uchiha

@Queentze @Thecrash20
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The group of uchiha plus senna had made their way down the path less traveled. However it seemed in his over analysis of the situation and his own hubris, Kyo had led them down the wrong path. It seemed as though the obvious path was the path they should have taken for the scroll and the passing of the examination, instead they were met swiftly by an army of jonin proctors. The proctors were quite hostile rather fast, the main proctor dropping his flag for a kunai instead with a small congregation appearing behind him all with mimicked hand seals. Kyo grinded his teeth together an audible clench could be heard along with an enraged tsk from frustration. If it wasn’t heard it most certainly would be felt amongst the squad, with senna being the first to feel it, she looked at kyo worried almost as if she wanted to reach out to him, but she had to be strong aswell.

The tornado died out and it seemed their situation was growing dire by the second. They were at quite the gruesome number disadvantage and despite being a 4 man cell consisting of 3 uchiha they would still be no match for 17 jonin that had been working as one. They not so much as issued a warning but instigated battle without thought. Kyo’s eyes and mind worked into overdrive trying to perceive their current situation and find their best route of action. Without second guessing Kyo sprang into action “Kuro Raiton no Yoroi (Black Lightning Release Armour) black lightning enveloping the young shinobi’s body speeding up his neural synapses reaction time and physical prowess. With the combination of the Sharingan and BLRA Kyo was seemingly untouchable. Time slowed down around the bombardment of air bullets aimed at his team. Weaving the necessary hand seals kyo reacted accordingly, “Jigokuchitai no Jutsu (Hellzone Technique)”

Kyo’s leg smashed itself into the ground creating an upheaval of earth and black lightning that swallowed the skies. Leaving nothing but a massive hole in the ground meters in front of him. The lightning and earth would serve as means to intercept and destroy the air bullets and snap at the jonin, while the hole would by them cover and time to escape. Kyo turned and quickly grabbed senna, thrusting her over his shoulder alleviating both hands to grab the two uchiha. With incredible speed he exited the scene behind them now and aimed to run all the way to the ends of the opposite set of tracks, this was his mistake he had to reap what he had sown.
@Project
Murata is an amazing artist.

@Altered Tundra
Don't tempt me.
Character Theme - Feather
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Full Name
Heihachirama Senju
Nickname/Alias
The Jellyfish Sage
Gender
Male
Age
70
Age Appearance
72
Sexuality
Heterosexual

Village
Kirigakure
Birthplace
Konohagakure
Alignment/Affiliation/Organization
Mizukage Personal Guard
Clan/Bloodline
Senju
Rank
Kage level, S+
Chakra Nature
Suiton
Katon
Futton
Appearance/Wardrobe

Heihachi is a very fit ninja for his age most people would consider this form to be his peak physical prowess compared to his younger days in which he was still a muscular behemoth. Heihachi stands at an impressive height of 6’5 and weighing in about 175 pounds or 79 kilograms of pure muscles and definition. For the most part old age has sunk in revealing a few minor wrinkles on his face, but more importantly hair loss in the center of his cranium leaving two distinctive groups of hair jetting upwards and out. His other facial hair consists of bushy eyebrows and a bushy moustache. Heihachi’s attire took the form of the standard shinobi dress of his era, consisting of blue traditional armour — similar to that of samurai — albeit featuring a distinctive white fur collar, worn over a simple black suit. This armour was constructed from numerous metal plates, formed into multiple protective guards along his body, in particular: chest, waist, shoulders and upper arms. This clothing was accompanied by sandals and his village forehead protector. Underneath his armour is a basic uniform worn by all martial artists; outside the armour Heihachi wears a white He wears a large thick white and blue cloak which he keeps open draped over his shoulders like a cape, his arms not in its sleeves, on the back of his cape is the romaji symbol for Sage.
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Personality

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History

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Special Traits
Powerful Ninjutsu
Sage Mastery
Suiton Expert
Refined Chakra control

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Equipment/Weapons/Items

Name of Weapon or Item:
His entire body elbows, knees, fists, legs, etc..
Description:
Has the strength of 3 men in each hand, capable of breaking or catching average Katana’s.
Appearance:
See Appearance

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Kekkei Genkai
Name of Kekkei Genkai:
Boil Release
Clan:
N/A
Rank
N/A
Description:
See Link

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Perfected Sage Mode

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Character Theme - At Least I Know I’m A Sinner
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Full Name
N/A
Alias
Havoc
Gender
Male
Age
27
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Country
N/A
Represented Village

Amegakure

Shinobi Rank
S ranked Criminal
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Personality
Havoc seems anxious to get into battle, and is confident in his abilities. Havoc is one of the most calculating, cunning, and analytical member of his peers. He is able to carefully look past his feelings and see the real situation at hand, which was demonstrated on more than one occasion. He is extremely perceptive, able to quickly recognize the patterns and mistakes that his opponents make, which gives him an edge. In battle, while his preference is to concoct strategies based on deduction of his opponents' fighting abilities and style, his natural battle instincts are also highly tuned. He is capable of slashing another person's head off in just an instant, relying only on impulse. He is also quite cruel, vindictive, and merciless, while retaining all of his intellectual capabilities. He enjoys toying with his enemies in a sadistic manner.

Havoc has no compassion or mercy for his enemies, though he never shows much regard for human life, at some points even letting on that he likes to kill and experiment whether or not his enemy is alive or not. He is rather morbid and arrogant. Nevertheless, none of these character flaws prevent him from being a superb investigator and fighter. He believes in peace and order, even in the society created by his former enemies. Anyone he considers to be corrupt or despotic, he targets for elimination. He expects those involved in the criminal underground army to carry out their duties without letting their personal feelings interfere. Havoc is calm and collected, not getting rattled by his opponents. He is quiet and contempt, as he does not speak often, but he does speak to everyone with a natural apathy as he gives everyone a state of neutrality until he better knows the person, he barely uses honorifics and when faced with advising people he grows a small vendetta. He noticeably dislikes opponents who are cowardly, instead preferring opponents who are brave enough to face him. He also seems to dislike opponents who are weaker than him, preferring to face opponents who possess either the same level of skill as him or are a bit stronger than him.

Havoc comes off as being very dark. Havoc claims to enjoy the relationship between victim and murderer, stating that before the murderer kills their victim the two share a level of intimacy which is too deep for words. He also views love as a sadomasochistic relationship, believing that lovers care deeply for each other and yet hurt each other whenever they are together. He rarely displays emotion, never seeming angry or sad, but when Havoc enters his killing intent, Havoc seems to disregard his old personality and becomes swallowed by a blood thirsty unbalanced maniacal creature that has nothing but the determination for death. Other than that Havoc displays very high intelligence, in some ways giving him something of an evil genius persona and personifies the stereotype of the mad hatter. To sum it all up Havoc is a coldblooded ruthless killing machine.

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Chakra Natures
None
Kekkei Genkai
Name of Kekkei Genkai: Jūryoku (Gravity Release)
Clan: Unknown
Description : The manipulation of gravitational forces.

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History
While he goes by the name Havoc he actually has an actual name connected to his clan, however nothing is known about his past, the only hint of evidence is known by his dead parents, amongst his late angst years he was fond and adopted by a missing ninja and raised under his guidance to become a very destructive and powerful ninja that is allied with organized crime. That is why he serves as such an essential part, because he’s a ghost, exactly that. Whatever was of his past was either completely forgotten all together by Havoc or recoiled into the recesses of his mind. Only Havoc knows of his creation which serves as his bane.
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Weapons/Tools
Weapons/Items:
Name of Weapon or Item:
Ama no Murakumo no Tsurugi (Sword of the Gathering Clouds of Heaven)
Description :
Fortified Amagasa: This is no ordinary umbrella, no it’s quite actually far from it, and the shaft of the umbrella is made out of tempered Steel. The Steel is so rich in its state it proves to be a worthy defense making the umbrella quite formidable against Kenjutsu. What most people don’t notice is at the top of the umbrella shaft is the ordinary cover, however the cover can be detached and underneath will reveal a sharpened edge from the Steel shaft made specifically for Kenjutsu. That is one of the inner workings of the umbrella; now the crook handle is also particularly deceptive, the crook handle requires the user to funnel chakra through itself which is how the user performs Ninjutsu, inside the crook handle lies dozens of jagged spikes that lay dormant inside. If an opponent or anyone for that matter tries to use said umbrella they will immediately be pierced with dozens of spike, but here’s the kicker, on each tip of each spike contains an equal amount of Tetrodotoxin, which paralyzes the opponent, but leaves all the other neurological functions perfectly intact (Meaning you feel every bit of pain). Further up the umbrella we reach the stretchers, each stretcher are also made of Steel and connect to the runner with a snug fit. The ribs of the umbrella are also steel and are protected by a fine layer of carbon fiber reinforced polymer; this serves better durability then a loose cloth protector. Finally at the Ferrule is a secret compartment that contains one small dart coated in the Tetrodotoxin in the crook handle.
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Canon Jutsu
Shinra Tensei (10 Second cool down)
Banshō Ten'in (Shares cool down with Shinra Tensei)
Chibaku Tensei (1 use per fight)

Custom Jutsu

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@Altered Tundra
Can I call you Mayo? Since you're white.
Name: Heihachirama Senju
Nickname/Alias: The Jellyfish Sage
Gender: Male
Age: 70
Age Appearance: 72

Village: Kirigakure
Birthplace: Konohagakure

Alignment/Affiliation or Organization: Rebel

Clan/Bloodline: Senju

Rank: Jonin, S+

Chakra Nature: Suiton, Futton(KG)

Appearance:

Heihachi is a very fit ninja for his age most people would consider this form to be his peak physical prowess compared to his younger days in which he was still a muscular behemoth. Heihachi stands at an impressive height of 6’5 and weighing in about 175 pounds or 79 kilograms of pure muscles and definition. For the most part old age has sunk in revealing a few minor wrinkles on his face, but more importantly hair loss in the center of his cranium leaving two distinctive groups of hair jetting upwards and out. His other facial hair consists of bushy eyebrows and a bushy moustache. Heihachi’s attire took the form of the standard shinobi dress of his era, consisting of blue traditional armour — similar to that of samurai — albeit featuring a distinctive white fur collar, worn over a simple black suit. This armour was constructed from numerous metal plates, formed into multiple protective guards along his body, in particular: chest, waist, shoulders and upper arms. This clothing was accompanied by sandals and his village forehead protector. Underneath his armour is a basic uniform worn by all martial artists; outside the armour Heihachi wears a white He wears a large thick white and blue cloak which he keeps open draped over his shoulders like a cape, his arms not in its sleeves, on the back of his cape is the romaji symbol for Sage.

Personality:
There’s a lot to be said about Heihachi, but first and foremost he is far from vanity. Heihachi is a ery stern old man who doesn’t take shit from no one and can dish it out equally. Peace and quiet are his two most admirable qualities in a person or wherever he goes. Immature and very loud aggressive people are what set him off the most. Hiehachi is down to earth and firm in his beliefs. Heihaci is viewed as an Anti-hero being unable to cope with the changing shinobi times preventing him from trusting anyone or anything. Training and wisdom is what he preaches, Heihachi has a deep belief in self-preservation and has a heavy influence on training.

Heihachi believes that only the strong survive emphasizing on the theory of evolution or dog eat dog world. If you allow yourself to slack and become frail then you will be retired by the next predator in the food chain. The embodiment of conviction, Heihachi follows the laws and regulations of the Ninja World to the letter, and expects the same of others. He is not a man to tolerate insubordination, and is vocal with those who attempt to act in such a manner. He is quick to anger in the face of possible betrayal, and can be quite aggressive in combat. When in a state of peace, he carries himself with an air of frailty, even to the point where he can sustain the lackadaisical attitude of a rare group of subordinates he values ‘trustworthy’.

Due to years of experience, Heihachi very rarely shows any sign of distress or surprise, usually responding by opening one or two of his eyes, which are partially closed, slits the majority of the time. Heihachi is very loyal to the Senju Clan and the Sage world and takes his duties very seriously, expecting the same from the rest of the Sages and descendants of his clan, even demands all ninja have such deep respect. His loyalty is so great that he is willing to sacrifice himself in order to keep the peace of the Sage of Six Paths established, believing it to be their duty to lay down their lives for the sake of the peace of the Shinobi World for future generations.

Heihachi is basically the epitome of a self-made man. He believes in complete self-reliance and in being the best in every endeavor. The only charity he will give or alliance he will accept is when it benefits himself. When Kazuya proved too stubborn, he resorted to drastic measures; an action that has come back to bite him on several instances. Occasionally, he will reward people that he deems as extraordinary. Heihachi is very strict and holds people onto a short leash and if his temper is pushed enough he becomes visibly enraged to such a degree he strikes fear into the hearts of weaker people.

History:
Heihachi is very old and has a rather long history. Heihachi’s clan, the Senju, were one of the first ever clans to be created and one of the strongest at that. The Senju clan was the reincarnation of the Sage of Six paths through his body while the Uchiha were born from the eye’s and mind of the Sage. Back when his clan ruled the land during the time of no countries or government Heihachi’s family grew birth. Heihachi’s father was silent, adept, and concentrated; silk black hair in a ponytail while his eyes were a clear blue with freckled bits of silver in his iris. His mom was a strong individualized woman who focused on herself for strength and reassurance rather than others. She had creamy smooth skin with white hair tucked behind her ears and pure silver eyes.

During the first Shinobi war the two met on the battlefield after Heihachi’s father was badly injured from a rival Kumogakure ninja. Hailing from Konohagakure where the Senju were originally were from he fought alongside his fellow kinsmen against the tyrannical Land hidden in the Clouds. Heihachi’s father was a master of water and only kept himself alive with his water long enough he would be transported back to the shelter set up in an offsite base. Heihachi’s mother was his assigned nurse as she was skilled in Mokuton and medical Ninjutsu. After the War and the Treaty of Hephaestus the two rekindled their relationship and proceeded with the sacred ritual known as marriage. At this point the two had retired to Kirigakure where they set up the Senju name and continued to breed.

Generations of Senju were made and the village became more populated with Water based users and other ninja such as the Hozuki clan and Terumi clan. As the years passed the village became more industrialized and the once ruthless ninja world assimilated into a five nations structure with leaders at the forefront of each village. Heihachi’s father ruled the land as the 2th Mizukage and handled it with care seeing as the village had never became influenced by foreign affairs or succumbed to the persistence of other nations. After his retirement Heichahi’s parents decided to settle down and give birth to a child. That child was none other than Hehachi himself, a child with jet black hair and silver eyes. During his uprooting Heihachi was introduced to the vast nature of the Senju clan, love, was the only word that would come to mind when he met the clan.

The Senju were a can flourished in nature and strong family bonds that would entangle Heihachi’s mind. His mother tended to stray away from teaching Heihachi as she was only a medical ninja during the war and his father was a much more powerful and wise teacher. For his next years he grew fast by the time he was 6 he was already a genin under his father’s wing. Water came natural to him he could manipulate it, play with it, make it his own. However during his late genin years his mother fell very ill and departed to meet with the sage on the other side. This was the first bitter taste that would be left in Heihachi’s mouth by the Shinobi World. After the short period of grievance Heihachi recuperated along with his father and trained even harder since they only had each other to occupy time and no second was worth the wait. At the age of 8 Heihachi had passed the Chunin exams as he bore the Senju crest on his body armor forged by his father.

As he grew and became stronger he saw his father age with each day, his pitch black hair had faded to a pearly white and his skin had begun to shrink into wrinkles. Reality had hit Heihachi when they already had a 3th Mizukage leading the village. Heihachi had to unfortunately train by himself now since his father had no longer had the privileged of moving the way Heihachi did. Water being his natural element Heihachi didn’t bother with any other affinity as he focused solely on water. While he wasn’t focusing on his Suiton techniques he trained on his physical prowess training not only his soul, but his body. Years passed and he was now 16 and a full-fledged jonin, his body had been forged by the gods themselves since he was large, powerful, and ripped. He stood at 6’0 feet and his jet black hair parted at his sides until they reached his shoulders. Relieved and filled with pride his father left the world along with his mother from earlier years leaving Heihachi by himself.

Alone he had is second encounter with the bitter world he lived in, his next taste was much shorter than expected. Being such a young Jonin he was assigned to a group of genin for himself. He felt the responsibility weigh down on him and doubt crept in. There was no one for him to heed advice or give insight, so, Heihachi went on and successfully granted his genin chunin rank. It seemed like he was on the right track, but during a mission he was ambushed by a group of missing nin. His entire group had been massacred, only children. This was the third taste of bitterness that he had experienced that had begun to form his current selfish attitude. So after five years he was now a full-fledged adult at the age of 21. He refused another group of genin while the 4th Mizukage had been elected to rule the village, young and still reckless the young Heihachi had met a girl from the Temuri clan. Her illusive ambiguity is what enthralled him to follow her.

It was love at first sight as the two spent countless days together, Heihachi however was particularly fond of her clan’s Kekkei Genkai, the boil release. As he trained with her he asked her to teach him the ways of Futton, surprised she though he had gone mad, Boil release was a Kekkei Genkai not a simple jutsu. She was proven wrong rather quickly when Heihachi’s adept knowledge in Suiton allowed him to mimic her boil release and eventually master it. However the fourth bitter taste came to his mouth when she had left Heihachi and turned rogue after he was elected Sanin of the Village hidden in the mist. It turned out she hated Kirigakure and aligned herself with a rogue organization of criminals that had focused in espionage against their current villages. His love for her faded until it was uneventfully resparked when an attack was waged on Kirigakure. His loved Temuri had come with a small group of ninja to attack the village; however they were far too weak and unequipped to take on such a force. Heihachi’s hand was forced when she tried to kill him, but he knew the women he loved was no longer there, so his hand rose in opposition and she met her end.

20 years later and with the 5th Mizukage the village he once knew shifted, the Senju had shrunk, but then again he became revered at the age of 40 for being the most powerful Suiton user in their entire history with the frame of a god still in his age. He matured both mentally and spiritually and took up the mantle of becoming a team leader again. This time a child from his clan was permitted into his group by the name of Tsusha Motoru, the boy was relaxed and had a fierce loyalty to his village. After another ten years Heihachi was in his 50’s gaining the same white streaks that first overtook his father’s jet black hair. His body was still a fortress however his hair began to shrink in quantity day after day. Tsusha had become a Jonin and was a powerful Senju indeed as he used Mokuton as skillfully as he remembered his mother once did. Heihachi became bored of Kirigakure as he was offered the position of Mizukage multiple times since he was first granted Jonin rank, each time declining because of responsibility and his belief he wasn’t strong enough. So Heihachi had heard of a place known as ‘Hakkō Kurage Tameike’ (Luminescent Jellyfish Reservoir) a legendary place as famous as Mt. Myoboku and the others.

With that Heihachi packed his things and his training material as he heeded the call of adventure into the legendary Reservoir. After a year Heihachi had found the legendary location and immediately dropped to his knees from the beauty as he began his training. During his time he encountered the great Box Jellyfish Sage where it taught Heihachi the ways of the sage and the Jellyfish. Heihachi labeled this place as home and began his devout study of the study of sages and its use of natural energy. Heihachi grew particularly fond of the Jellyfish as it was a beautiful yet simple creature that packed a deadly wallop. What intrigued him the most was the fact the creature had no brain, but was able to perform complex concepts. After 9 years of living and learning in the Reservoir Heihachi emerged enlightened and a true sage still as fit as an ox maybe even larger, and a large thick white and blue cloak, embroidered with several different jellyfish designs, which he keeps open draped over his shoulders like a cape.

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Weapons/Items:
Name of Weapon or Item:
His entire body elbows, knees, fists, legs, etc..
Description:
Has the strength of 3 men in each hand, capable of breaking or catching average Katana’s.
Appearance: See Appearance

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Kekkei Genkai:

Name of Kekkei Genkai: Futton
Clan: N/A
Rank: S
Description:
Boil Release (Mastered without Katon)

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Jutsu:





Perfected Sage Mode



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