Tuujaimaa

⊰Manifest Anima: Planes Divided⊱

~”Great art requires great suffering, so I must be the greatest artist of all.”~

Basic Information

Name – Ithuriel val Atiran
Nicknames – N/A
Gender – Male
Sexuality – Pain
Alias – The God-King
Age – 158
Apparent Age – N/A
Race – Prae
Sub-Race/Lineage or Nationality/Specialty: N/A
Appearance: See picture. Ithuriel stands at 9’10” tall and is generally just a hulking monstrosity.

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There are two major components to Ithuriel's personality - the fragments of himself that he managed to keep before being imbued with the God-King's power, and the influence of the God-King that he cannot contain.

Ithuriel himself is a fairly demure, preferring the only contact with people that he partakes in to be through his art or through the occasional hunt he takes at the IHO. Since the fracturing of his mind took much of him from himself, it is only his latent pride in his family, his love for his art and one Vistaeria Rhys'alamot, and his intense masochism that really remain. Many of these factors are difficult for him to manifest on their own, so they instead temper the brutal and misogynistic nature of the God-King.

The part of Ithuriel that is the God-King is no longer the feral beast it was at the time of its creation. Thousands of years have rendered it a malign and foul being, clever and cunning, and with an unending well of hatred and vitriol to draw from. The God-King detests all women, seeing them as weak and unnecessary - its misogyny extends to every facet of its being, constantly attempting to degrade (if not outright ignore) most women in favour of dealing with men. Clever and cunning though it is, the God-King is certifiably insane on a very fundamental level, and has such a severe case of psychosis that it hardly recognises what is real and what is imagined - instead relying on Ithuriel to put things into social context. The God-King will frequently and readily resort to extreme prejudice and violence in the case of a woman speaking or acting out of what he believes is their role – which is essentially existing to serve men.

These two aspects mix constantly in different ratios. Ithuriel is sometimes simply a quiet artist who wishes only to create the greatest masterpieces, a lonely soul whose only solace is in pain and culture. Conversely, he is sometimes a flurry of anger and seething hatred - a frenzied brute that wishes to crush all those deemed unworthy beneath his heel. How much of any particular being manifests at any one time is congruent with the amount of pain Ithuriel is able to keep himself in - so at a basic level, most of the duo manifests as Ithuriel. When the God-King is angered, however, more and more of his chauvinistic influence seeps through unless Ithuriel can bring himself sufficient clarity with pain.

There is only one thing that both Ithuriel and the God-King agree on – that Licentia are generally evil. The God-King believes that they are all evil, foul creatures that deserve only death, but Ithuriel is more understanding that the sins of the father are not the sins of the son, and treats them only with mistrust and apprehension.

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For every society that has ever been, there have been consistent elements that are necessary for the governance of a people to be effective. One such element is the secret society, a group of influential individuals surrounding themselves in mystery and arcanery that they might influence the weave of history in a manner they believe is befitting of the interests they represent. Examples of these societies can be found in every corner of the world where the light of progress and prosperity shines - but the grand dichotomy of the world dictates that as the light grows, so too must the shadow. In the distant and storied past of the Prae, many such societies have come and gone - some to maintain what is, and some to ensure that what has passed is never brought to light again. The Sanguine Verdict firmly belong to the latter half. Following a particularly tumultuous and catastrophic incident in Priscus-that-was, some of those that remained banded together to inure their broken people against the ghastly memory of the event. Though the event would later be stricken from the annals, the Sanguine Verdict did not forget - and they tried to ensure that it could never happen again.

The Sanguine Verdict operated on the belief that Prae society was fundamentally flawed. The God-Queen was exalted above all else, the lynchpin of their society, and they believed that a woman was - in this case, demonstrably - unfit to rule. They believed that the only way for their society to progress was for a man to take up the mantle of God, and for the ruin wrought by their predecessors to remain within the weak-willed women unable to handle the power given to them. Given the period of time in which they were formed and in which they operated, the Sanguine Verdict's recruitment efforts were not quite as grandiose as they would have liked - but they were very much a product of their time and their membership was not small. At the peak of their activity, some hundred or so men called themselves members.

Though many of the order's machinations were understandably obfuscated, their primary goal - the creation of a God-King - was fairly well recorded at the time. Though the circumstances around which their attempt was made are not clear, it is known that the completion of their project was forcibly hastened - and that it ended disastrously. Every member of the Sanguine Verdict willingly imbued the leader with their Anima - and though not nearly enough souls were conjoined to form a being on the level of a God-Queen, the result was comparable to that of an Exeo. Unfortunately, due to the nature of the souls that combined, the resultant God-King was far less stable than the Sanguine Verdict would have liked. The strength of the God-Queen was not just in the massive amount of vis she possessed, but in the singular unity of purpose of those offering up their vital essence. Those that gave themselves to the God-King were superficially united, but their only true common ground was mistrust, fear, and avarice - and the intent contained within the vis of the God-King was pulled so strongly in so many different directions that their mind snapped immediately.

With their God-King reduced to an almost feral creature and the ranks of the Sanguine Verdict consumed by the process of creating the God-King, the ill-fated group faded into obscurity as quickly as they had risen up. Though the order no longer existed, their legacy did not end there. While no longer possessed of any strong intellect, the God-King was still an extremely formidable creature. Once their allotted time had passed, they inadvertently imbued a random Prae that they had encountered with an enormous chunk of their power. The sudden influx of power, as well as its naturally maddening influence, continued to infect a random member of the existing Prae once the previous recipient died.

While the influence of the God-King as an individual is long gone, once every generation a random male Prae is infected by his lingering malign influence.

Ithuriel val-Atiran began life as many modern Prae do - schooled rigorously, found to have an aptitude for combat, and enlisted in the military. Much of his early days were simple and honest, surrounded by a caring and nurturing family that wished only for him to excel and be happy. As such, there is very little to say about Ithuriel's earliest days, save that his current form is a powerful example of just how far someone can fall when the cruel vicissitudes of fate intervene.

At the tender age of eighteen, Ithuriel completed the majority of his training and joined the army proper - and though he was by all accounts a fairly average (if not verging on competent) combatant, his true passion was for the arts. Were he born into a different culture, this divide between his duty and his desire might have caused conflict, but in Priscus those trained to serve were encouraged to learn culture as well. Many integrated this into their combat, becoming warrior-artists of a sort that used their military duty as a creative outlet, taking inspiration or material from the savage nature of combat against the monsters that constantly attacked their cities. Ithuriel in particular was fascinated with blood, believing it to be the very essence of life and death - and quite regularly painted with vis-infused blood.

Though unexceptional at combat, Ithuriel was a phenomenal artist. Ithuriel received from his family a particularly special weapon upon his graduation - a sword comprised of thousands of tiny, fibrous needles through which vis could be channelled to allow them to soak up the blood of slain enemies, and stored within a compartment within the haft of the blade. Sharp, clever manipulation of vis within the blade allowed it to also be used as a paintbrush, and Ithuriel practiced his swordcraft as an art all of its own, using his vis to suspend the viscera he collected midair in various shapes and patterns. Several years of serving in the military brought pride and honour to the val-Atiran name, and Ithuriel was soon a favourite to be promoted. Though he did not enjoy the idea of having less time to work on his art, Ithuriel accepted the idea of the accolades as was his duty and obligation. All for my people, and all for my family' he reasoned, choosing social demands over his own happiness - though when the time came for his promotion, his superior officer handed it to a female member of his squad who was far more martially adept than he was. On some fundamental level, Ithuriel was relieved - guilty at the idea of putting his own desires first, but relieved. In order to save face, however, he felt that he had to pretend to be outraged - his family deserved these accolades by virtue of his service, and he would not be denied.

Ithuriel very publicly confronted his commanding officer, Vistaeria Rhys'alamot, and unleashed a veritable tirade of misogynistic, hateful vitriol at her - how women were given a free pass due to the fact they shared a sex with the God-Queen, about how females were more likely to succeed in the military due to the fact almost all Exeo were female, and even when a male Exeo was made they were forced to imbue a female with their power. He even added in a comment about the God-Queen being utterly useless, and that they'd have been better served by a God-King who could truly guide their people. Ithuriel drew upon his deepest reserves of anger and resentment, and though he didn't mean any of what he said the front he presented was extraordinarily convincing. After he finished, panting and gasping with the exertion and spittle drooling down his chin, Vi let loose a carefully held breath and punched Ithuriel in the face with such force that she broke his jaw in seven separate places. The beating that Ithuriel proceeded to get was legendary to the point that tales of it are still told in the academy, and when Vi finally stopped Ithuriel was a hair's breadth from death.

It was in that moment that Ithuriel learned how intoxicating pain could be. Though bloodied and broken, Ithuriel was filled with ecstasy of the most phenomenal kind - his inspiration for art kindled in a way that he had never known before. Though consciousness soon escaped him and he did not recover for months, the flame that Vi lit inside him refused to be extinguished. Though she would never know it and would likely despise him for as long as they both lived, Ithuriel was secretly thankful to her, almost exalting her as a God-Queen in his own delirious way.

As he lay on the ground, Ithuriel felt a foreign surge of vis enter him violently. As his power swelled, he was filled with the voice of a being that called itself the God-King, and said that his speech had roused it so much that it had decided to imbue him with power. Before he could protest, the sudden force of will of the God-King forced its way into his mind and what little coherence he had left in that moment shattered into thousands of fragments. It took all of Ithuriel's willpower to hold on to the few aspects of his personality that survived the infusion, and all he managed to retain was his love for art, his newfound masochism, and his immense respect for Vi. Everything else was swept away, and as he finally let go of his tenuous hold on consciousness the nefarious influence of the God-King seeped into his mind and infused his broken body with immense power.

Ithuriel awoke months later, his mind utterly and irrevocably broken. While he lay in dark and dreaming slumber, the ghastly essence of the God-King had all but taken over his mind - and it filled him with a rage both foreign and inexplicably his own. He lashed out violently, escaping the facility in which he'd been recovering and seeking out the nearest Bridge with an unholy fervor. Upon arrival, he slaughtered the entire security team with his newfound power and the element of surprise and crossed over into Medius, where he slaughtered the security team on that side also. Though impelled by the dark urges of the God-King, Ithuriel managed to largely keep to himself through a strict regiment of self-inflicted pain. Soon, he built up both an unnatural resistance and a mental tolerance to the ecstacy it provided him with, and the windows of clarity amidst the haze of the foreign will invading his own grew shorter and shorter. In order to keep his focus, Ithuriel joined the International Hunter's Organization, and with the power of the God-King found himself quite adept at slaying basically whatever they put in front of him. Though he by no means lived a life of means, Ithuriel quickly earned enough money to get established in Medius and crafted himself a new weapon: a flail, with spikes of vis-infused platinum, to both enhance his own pain and to effectively annihilate enemies. He became well known for his brutal style of combat, finding an acceptable middle ground between himself and the God-King in the haze of pain he kept himself in constantly.

Nowadays, Ithuriel tries to hang on to himself through his art. While he still takes somewhat regular contracts from IHO, he spends most of his time creating masterpieces to focus his will and desperately prevent the metaphorical beast inside him from taking over permanently. Somehow, Ithuriel has found a certain clarity within the madness that rages inside of him, and uses that as an anchor. His latest work of art is an enormous mural of a female soldier in battle, clearly Prae, cleaving through the ranks of what look to be feral Licentia of some description, and is displayed proudly on the side of a disused building in the entertainment district of Ominar. The work is titled "A Woman Scorned", and has only the letters VI at the bottom - whether this means six or Vistaeria is something only Ithuriel knows.

Great Suffering

Great Suffering

Ithuriel wields an enormous flail, approximately six feet tall, with three heads that are each approximately three feet long. The chains that connect the heads to the base of the flail are spiked and serrated, intended to cause as much pain and draw as much blood as possible, and are heavily imbued with Ithuriel's vis. Years of self-flagellation has left the vis-infused platinum that comprises the weapon a dark reddish brown in colour naturally, though the flail is almost always dripping with fresh blood. The heads of the flail are metallic rings, each of which has seven extremely sharp hooks dangling from it. These are all made of vis-infused platinum, and though do little in the way of blunt impact damage (save that naturally occurring from the strength with which the flail is swung), the hooks are sharp enough to pierce through even the toughest flesh.

The shaft of the flail is made of vis-infused tempered steel, and has many grooves running through it that allow Ithuriel's blood to flow freely. The steel is the same blood-soaked colour as the platinum chains and head, and has hollow tubes within that contain Ithuriel's blood to allow him to extend his telekinetic abilities to the flail. While the flail is largely too unwieldy to manipulate as if through true telekinesis, Ithuriel is able to generate absurd amounts of force with it, and can telekinetically control the hooks with a great deal of precision provided he is not focusing on anything else.

Capabilities

- Monstrously strong
- Unbelievable Tolerance to Pain
- Extreme resistance to damage
- Martially Adept
- Enormous reserve of stamina

- Fragile mental state
- Difficulty in resisting compulsion or mind-altering effects
- Talented Artist/Sculptor
- Extreme Masochism

Vis-infused Blood

Unlike most beings, Ithuriel has an extraordinary amount of vis flowing through his blood. A minimal amount runs through his ostium, limiting his ability to use traditional spellcraft, but vastly enhancing his Haemokinesis. Additionally, Ithuriel is able to produce an extraordinary amount of blood by expending his vis - and when he goes below the amount of blood necessary to function, his vis is automatically converted into blood until he regains functionality. Due to the influence of the God-King, Ithuriel only needs to expend small amounts of vis to create a very significant amount of blood. By virtue of this, Ithuriel is immune to any form of disease, infection, poison, or other metabolically active compound that he knows about.

Vis Sense

Ithuriel's vis sense is fairly accurate, though he still suffers the same limitations as most normal Prae do when it comes to the detection of hybrids. His vis sense is particularly accurate at close ranges, and combined with his martial experience provides him with a strong insight into the flow of battle.

Blood Sense

Due to the influence of the God-King and Ithuriel's natural predilection towards blood, Ithuriel has developed the ability to sense the blood running through a being's veins (or any other vital fluid movement through them, such as water in plants). This sense is independent of each of his other senses, though it can be used in combination with his vis sense in order for him to keep track of any blood shed during a fight. This sense extends to the heartbeat of those around him, though he can only accurately track the heartbeat of up to three individuals at a time.

Haemokinesis

Ithuriel's natural telekinesis is restricted almost entirely to blood, though his command over it is almost peerless. Ithuriel has complete control over his own blood, and is able to augment it with varying efficacy dependent upon the amount of vis contained within it. Ithuriel is able to alter his blood between solid and liquid, and is able to crystallise the blood if he wishes. If Ithuriel's blood is within an object, his control extends to that object for as long as his blood is within it. If Ithuriel is able to mix his blood with another being's (or add it to whatever fluid flows through their body), he is able to gradually wrest control of their blood. While his blood is within a being he loses the ability to manipulate its state of matter, and can only control it while it is within 25 feet of him. If Ithuriel can replace 51% of somebody's blood with his own, he is able to completely control their physical actions (does not extend to anything requiring vis), but is unable to control any other blood for the duration.

Additionally, Ithuriel may infuse his blood into other liquids, allowing him to wrest control of them provided they contain no vis currently controlled by another sentient being.

Vis Dolens

Literally 'painful vis', Ithuriel is able to convert his vis into a unique toxin that causes absolutely excruciating pain in anyone exposed to it. The toxin lingers in the bloodstream and in any wounds that it is introduced to, enhancing any pain felt by the target five-fold (and himself tenfold) and creating an anticoagulating effect that prevents the blood of the target from clotting. Ithuriel's blood runs rampant with this toxin, and those that come into contact with it are infected through their skin. The more the toxin accumulates, the stronger the effect.

Manifest State

In Ithuriel's manifested state, his body and blood are ignited in a deep red flame that stems from his blood and his skin blackens. The flame is most prominent in the core of his chest, and crackles angrily with energy. He also manifests a set of wings, comprised primarily of sloughed off blackened flesh and the fire that comprises his manifested state.

Ithuriel becomes able to ignite the vis within his blood and objects or individuals that his blood comes into contact with, consuming the blood but creating a flame that hungrily devours any vis it comes into contact with, as well as causing extreme pain due to the toxin created by Vis Dolens. In his manifested state, Ithuriel is also capable of drawing the vis from his blood and generating the red flame independently, and he also coats his flail in the flame for the duration of his manifestation.

While Ithuriel is ordinarily durable, in his manifested state his body becomes almost impenetrable through force alone and he is able to heal any wounds he may have by absorbing any extant blood or by consuming his flames currently burning using external vis, though this does not replenish his vis nor allow him to extend his manifested state. Ithuriel can maintain his manifested state for up to three hours due to extended practice and the influence of the God-King.

Out of combat, Ithuriel can choose only to manifest his wings, which causes a negligible amount of vis drain.

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Jikangai, Kinjiro

【Full Name】
Jikangai, Kinjiro
【Alias】
Hebi no Hōyō [The Serpent’s Embrace]; Saisho no Renkinjutsu-shi [The First Alchemist]
【Occupation】
N/A
【Gender】
Female
【Age】
Unknown
【Sexuality】
Bisexual



【Birth Country】
Unknown
【Current Village】
N/A
【Affiliation】
Jikangai Clan
【Shinobi Rank】
Officially Unranked; Kage-level Strength



【Personality】
Jikangai, Kinjiro is the product of hundreds of years of relative isolation and an upbringing laden with privilege. Kinjiro could easily be described as cruel, sadistic and merciless, but these descriptions are not accurate. It cannot be said that there is no truth to these descriptors, but the truth that they highlight is merely a fraction of the whole, an overly focused look at something very large. Kinjiro is cruel and sadistic in that she enjoys inflicting pain on others for the sake of research, and during operations she may often "forget" to apply the full measure of anaesthetic, but outside of her magnum opus she is not particularly violent or sadistic, preferring to keep her tongue civil (albeit sharp) and her fangs concealed. Kinjiro is merciless in that she will offer no mercy to those who obstruct her goals, but she is not entirely unkind and often will not choose to mete out unnecessary suffering for those who have not wronged her. Kinjiro is pleasant outside of her work, and while she could not exactly be described as being merciful, she is certainly not merciless. Kinjiro is opportunistic in the context of mercy - she will not be merciful for the sake of mercy, but she can easily feign mercy should it provide her with a larger benefit in the future. That is perhaps the connective tissue that binds Kinjiro's personality together: Kinjiro sees opportunities much more easily than most other people, and she possesses a high enough intellect that she might bide her time enough to extract as much opportunity as possible. She is not rash, nor does she consider herself to be too analytical (though she would argue that there is no such thing); Kinjiro sees the usefulness in people in a timespan that extends past what most would consider to be useful. In a way, Kinjiro is very patient.

Kinjiro suffers (she cannot see it as such, but it is definitely a malady) from hubris, having been raised to believe that she was entitled to anything she wanted. While she has mostly disregarded this with logic and experience, there are still hollow notes that ring in the symphony of her life, forming a haunting reverie that persists throughout all she does. One cannot truly escape the fetters of one's past when they are ingrained into you, like cutting out the heart and expecting to live even with its absence. Kinjiro rarely angers - but she has a temper - and will often turn to her cruelty when somebody triggers this temper. A gruesome fate awaits any who tread on her path without her consent, and even crossing paths by being in the wrong place at the wrong time can prove fatal when such crossings actively obstruct her goals. Kinjiro sees herself as privileged, above law, and this can often lead her into situations in which she finds herself temporarily at depths she did not expect, leading to moments of weakness and erred judgement. Perhaps hypocritically, Kinjiro detests others using status as a get out of jail free card, and she has a particular hatred for those in law who bend the rules to their advantage at the expense of others. She reserves her most cruel punishments for these types of people, and corrupt authority figures, or sadistic nobles, find themselves at the mercy a woman who has, quite literally, the fangs of a snake.

One of the things most likely to catch Kinjiro’s temper is people who have power, but refuse to use it based on some petty morals. Kinjiro despises the idea that people can be restricted by what she sees as, frankly, minor concerns - such as a desire to be pacifistic, or a desire not to kill a single person for the greater good. Kinjiro will often execute people who hold to flimsy morals for the sake of principle when there is something much greater at stake. Secrets kept are weapons wasted, and Kinjiro knows this too well, having kept a large amount of her secrets from the world. People who keep secrets for selfish reasons anger Kinjiro, but she does not keep her secrets for selfish reasons - she knows that with her knowledge readily available, the world would become a darker place due to selfish people exploiting others for the sake of their personal gain. Kinjiro will seek to stop this from happening at all costs.

Kinjiro, overall, has a very jovial personality - she may be sadistic in how she takes her pleasure, but she is generally pleasant to be around given that you are not on the receiving end of her punishments. She exudes a genuine warmth to those who know her and are familiar with her ways, but somehow still retains a cold air, an aura of sophistication and cruel elegance. Surprisingly, Kinjiro has an air of approachability about her, an odd charm, that despite the obvious danger she inherently poses affords her a natural charisma with most individuals. She is as close to a man-made deity as many of those who interact with her will ever lay eyes upon, and she wholly expects to be paid the same level of reverence one would offer while in supplication to a God, and is often not disappointed at the results.



【History】

The Jikangai clan's origins begin with the matriarch and eternal leader of the clan, Yata, who was born into a wealthy family in a time where chakra was yet to grace the land. Yata's early history is unknown to anyone but herself, but there are a few established facts that the Jikangai are privy to: Yata was among the first to receive the gift of chakra, and in her blood were the secrets to the first sealing techniques. Yata became the first to utilise the nature of the seal to manipulate chakra in ways that could not be achieved within the body, and her rise to power was as swift as it was lethal. Yata later discovered that her sealing techniques were potent enough to affect the flow of time within small areas, and developed this power over many years alone. At some point, Yata gave birth to her first child, Kinjiro, with an unknown father who was on a similar or greater level of power to her, and Kinjiro was born with all of Yata's power except that over time, though she was the first Jikangai known to possess the trait of being "outside time", likely a result of Yata's experimentation with temporal energies.

The earliest members of the Jikangai were not selectively bred or taught like many of the earliest coalitions of clans. Initially, to gain entry to the Jikangai one only needed to be a powerful male (in order to create children from Yata's side to pass her potent sealing power down) or to have an interest in the sealing techniques that Yata offered. Coalitions of like-minded people that were not required to possess specific traits were initially rare, so the earliest Jikangai groupings were not as powerful as many of the other fledgling clans, but as the requirements to join were so simple, many chose to partake of the power that Yata offered. War was common in the early days as people discovered the limitations of their newfound power, but the Jikangai chose to weave seals within their architecture that offered them highly fortified and defensive positions through which to avoid battle. The legendary safety of their strongholds resulted in those tired of war defecting to join the Jikangai, and after a few short decades the Jikangai had members of almost every discipline that presently existed and the means to research many more.

When Yata's first child, Kinjiro, turned thirty two she achieved the secrets of immortality and shared these with her mother, causing the pair to become biologically immortal for a time. This secret gave the matriarch of the Jikangai clan enough time to perfect the seals that would render her truly immortal and cement her eternal reign over the Jikangai. It was also around this time that Kinjiro disappeared from the annals of the Jikangai, taking with her several of the more medically minded individuals of the time with her, and the clan turned from essentially worshipping its most powerful members (those who had most of Yata's blood) to a more expansion-oriented people, using their collective knowledge and sealing prowess to become conquerors. The seal-infused architecture typical of the early Jikangai strongholds became as much a weapon of war as the rest of the techniques within the Jikangai's grasp and they reconstructed many settlements that they took over with their own to ensure that none that came after them could take the land should they be ousted, and other contingents of the Jikangai could take their place.

The love for complex sealing and structures quickly became the largest downfall of the Jikangai, and their promising expansion years were cut short after only a small number of generations due to infighting within the clan, and their own seal-infused architecture being sabotaged by rival members within the power-oriented clan. Many of the less powerful members died during raids from other sects within the Jikangai, or through the defences upon which they heavily relied being rendered defunct and invading parties having enough of a surprise advantage to turn the tide of battle in their favour. The most powerful of the Jikangai survived and chose to withdraw into the heavily fortified structures that they had relied upon in their infancy, abandoning hopes of conquest for mastery over their sealing techniques under Yata's directive.

Yata, the Immortal Matriarch, directed the clan's efforts towards creating a set of seals of unknown form and function shortly after their withdrawal from their expansive phase, and at some point within the next ten years all instances of the Jikangai on the surface world promptly vanished and retreated into a single underground compound. Much controversy was raised over the reason for the disappearance of any large body of Jikangai, but several missionaries remained in the world to quell these rumours and to recruit promising talents into the folds of the Jikangai. Though it would seem, from looking at the history books, that the Jikangai simply erased themselves from the world, nothing could be farther from the truth.

After withdrawing to their underground compound, the Jikangai returned to their original state of pseudo-ancestor worship. Yata once again became the ultimate public authority within the clan (where before she had largely ruled from the shadows) and once the seals she had ordered the clan create were finished, she ascended beyond the mortal scope of power. With her new seals, Yata's presence was dangerous to all non-Jikangai, and though there was no immediate aftermath, the clan grew worried that her unchecked power would draw attention to their hiding location and chose to construct a sphere in which to entrap their Immortal Matriarch and limit her power. Yata herself designed the seals for her gilded cage, recognising the threat that she posed, and willingly withdrew to lead the clan from within a place that she could do no harm. Unfortunately, Yata's prison limited the contact that she could have with her children, and she receded from the spotlight once more to allow the Jikangai to work towards goals she would entrust to the most powerful members of the clan.

It was at this point that the various sects of the Jikangai begun to develop, each with a focus on a particular aspect of sealing, and the clan begun to evolve into the complex society that it is today. In order to avoid stagnancy, the Jikangai offered the secrets of their seals to the world for knowledge and resources that they may have needed through use of their missionaries, who in return recruited brilliant individuals to join the clan. This process has continued since that era, and is still something that occurs semi-regularly within the Jikangai. It is not uncommon for the most powerful members of the Jikangai (those selected to receive Kinjiro's gift of immortality) to directly intervene with mortals of specific interest and prowess to offer them unique gifts in return for their service. Some would liken the Jikangai to would-be Gods, undying beings with a penchant for interfering within the lives of perceived lesser beings for their amusement, but the truth of the matter is far simpler than that: The Jikangai scions are mortal ambition taken to its furthest extreme, with the power to match, and delight in precisely the same game of control that all mortals do, only on a larger scale.

Jikangai, Kinjiro is the first born child of Yata, and is considered to essentially be a figure of legend among the Jikangai as the closest approximation of Yata's power within the clan. When Kinjiro was born the Jikangai were not nearly so powerful as they became as their existence was allowed to continue, and her earliest memories are those of working tirelessly alongside her mother to bring glory to the Jikangai in whatever ways were possible. As the child of Yata, Kinjiro was born with an immense amount of potential and was offered the finest tutelage and guidance that her mother could offer, but in doing so was instilled with a set of values that has not survived the test of time. Even from infancy Kinjiro's life was designed to cultivate within her an intimate knowledge of sealing techniques, sealing theory, and sealing applications, and she excelled at this.

Kinjiro's adolescence was a time of learning and discovery. Yata encouraged Kinjiro to follow whatever discipline she felt suited her the most, and though it came as a surprise initially, Kinjiro chose the pursuit of medical science. Of course, Kinjiro's primary talents and motivations were intimately linked to her mother's sealing arts, but she discovered ways to transmute the knowledge of seals into knowledge of the body, and immediately set to performing the macabre experiments that are so often associated with the archetypical "mad scientist". Kinjiro's nature led to the majority of her adolescence and young adulthood being mired in research, only really communicating with Yata and the other most powerful members of her clan, and while this could be considered to have stunted her social growth, it resulted in a set of extraordinary accomplishments for somebody so young.

Kinjiro's first accomplishment was gaining an advanced understanding of medicine that was hundreds of years beyond her time, with a lack of social prejudices and a natural aptitude for research contributing to her discoveries. Her second accomplishment, perhaps her most useful for the early Jikangai, was the secret to creating structures whose architecture included designed for seals that the structures themselves comprised the framework for. Though this initial discovery was not particularly advanced, it paved the way for many of her brethren to create the fantastical structures that the early Jikangai were known for. Within the space of six months, Kinjiro had created a laboratory for herself with seals ingrained into the structure that slowed the passage of time. Unfortunately, Kinjiro's position as the firstborn of Yata and the first true non-Yata Jikangai resulted in her being outside time, so she did not experience the temporal dilation that her structure was intended to provide. This resulted in Kinjiro aging at a pace that seemed to be too fast for her to make sufficient advancements to attain immortality in while her body was still able to withstand the process.

Kinjiro first petitioned Yata's assistance in this regard, asking her to craft a seal that would freeze her body in time while she continued to work on attaining immortality. Yata, who was also ageing, agreed on the condition that she would receive the results of Kinjiro's treatments first. Kinjiro's scientific mind approved of this idea, wanting to view it from a third person perspective before trying it herself, and begun to work on creating a structure to house Yata's new seal. Unfortunately, due to the potency of her blood, Kinjiro was not able to benefit fully from the effects of the powerful seal, and was only able to slow time down enough to grant her ten extra years within the space of one year. This was enough for her to create the most rudimentary version of her elixir of immortality, which she administered to Yata with no observable side effects. Another year of refinement gave Kinjiro the perfected formula that she guards to this day, and when her body had aged to forty two, she became effectively immortal.

Though her advancements were great, she felt that under the yoke of her mother's interests Kinjiro had outlived her usefulness with the elixir of immortality that she had provided. She chose to sequester herself away in her laboratory, transporting the structure deep within the ground away from the prying eyes of Yata and the other Jikangai in order to work on her research in peace. Kinjiro maintained close contact with her mother, but let her know that she was going to serve her own interests until such a time as that she considered her research into medical science complete. Yata agreed, but carved into Kinjiro's soul seals of binding to ensure that she could not shirk her duty to her clan.

For many years Kinjiro's research continued, resulting in her creation of the Iryō Ninjutsu. These techniques were introduced to the majority of the world through the infamous Jikangai missionaries and would quickly become a staple of any large civilisation. It was at this time that Kinjiro begun to realise the extent of the work that remained for her to complete on the subject of the human body and she formed the first scientific community, taking promising members of the Jikangai (and having the Jikangai missionaries direct any particularly competent individuals to her) and sharing with them the fruits of all of her research under the condition that they made it their life's work to continue the research and share its secrets with no-one until Kinjiro agreed. Though the initial number of participants was small, numbering at four, the community thrived with upwards of a hundred members after a decade of its inception and their work continued. In this period, Kinjiro made ground-breaking discoveries regarding the nature of the elements and created her "Philosopher's Stone" technique.

After creating this community, Kinjiro directed her attention to the matter of the seals imprinted upon her soul. As much as Kinjiro loved her mother and their clan, she refused to be bound by her mother's directive for the remainder of her preternaturally long life. Kinjiro began experimenting with ways to reach the Pure World, where the spirits of the dead resided, and due to her potent blood quickly unlocked the secrets of the seals necessary to beckon souls from the Pure World to this world. Combining these secrets with her technique for weaving seals into architecture, Kinjiro created the Jōdomon in order to ask the spirits beyond how to remove the seals from her soul. By contacting the earliest Jikangai that had not been sworn into Yata's service in a manner similar to hers, she gleaned the secrets from the dead and at great effort and expense removed Yata's hold over her. She had originally intended to destroy the Jōdomon to ensure that its secrets would never fall into the hands of another, but given that she had broken the hold of the only being able to control her and the secretive nature of her laboratory (and even more secretive nature of its inner sanctum) she decided that its worth was too great for her to destroy if only she would ever have access to it.

Kinjiro's life, at this point, longed for purpose. She had researched solidly for a great many years and was filled with the desire to experience the burning level of curiosity and passion that she once did when she was younger, but there was little else left for her to discover that her colleagues were not already working on. With no knowledge of her own left to research as obsessively as she liked to, Kinjiro turned her eye for improvement inwards and begun the process of upgrading her body. In order to remain both effective and relevant, Kinjiro knew that she would need weapons that went beyond her mastery of anatomy and sealing techniques, but her wealth of knowledge on the body was the strongest point she had to work with and would result in the highest level of competency. With this in mind, Kinjiro decided to take into herself the aspects of animals that had the most lethal and useful qualities, and settled on snakes for their extraordinary perceptive nature and exceptional lethality with their various concentrated venoms.

After her transformation, Kinjiro's passion for life was reignited. It is a common saying that every woman, at some point in her life, becomes her mother. For most this is a horrifying revelation, but for Kinjiro it was oddly liberating - there were many worse fates than becoming an ascended being, after all, and Kinjiro visited Yata once more to ask how she could further the clan's agenda with her own research having been completed enough. Yata noted that Kinjiro had removed the seals on her soul, to which Kinjiro confirmed, and applauded her ability to not only defy Yata's will, but also in remaining loyal to the clan and to her mother. Her request, this time, was more serious than any of her others, however - Yata required Kinjiro give birth to a child, to keep the concentrated power of her bloodline flowing through the ages. Kinjiro agreed, but under the condition that she could choose the father and whether or not he would be involved in raising her children. Yata agreed, but on the condition that she would play an active part in raising the children. Kinjiro had never expected nor wanted otherwise, so agreed to the terms and set out to procreate.

Unfortunately, Kinjiro's various bodily modifications rendered her unable to have children in her own body, but her advances in medical science were sufficient enough that she could create children through use of a surrogate. Kinjiro chose the father of her child to be Jikangai, Tensai, the first architect to take her initial ideas and develop them into something extraordinary. When the time came to welcome her child into the world, Kinjiro received an unexpected surprise - she had created two children rather than the expected one. She named her children Tsu and Ishiki, and handed them both over to Yata in order for them to gain the guidance necessary for them to become Jikangai proper.

After completing this last duty to her clan, Kinjiro decided to live a life of hedonism and luxury until such a point as she felt compelled to return to research. This lifestyle continued until Yata called Kinjiro back to action, sensing that the world would once again have been of her unique talents. Yata and Kinjiro both felt that the Jikangai should be the guiding force of the world, and she is the only individual with the freedom to act that both mother and daughter could truly trust. How Kinjiro’s re-emergence will affect the world cannot be said, but there is at least one guarantee: The world will change, for better or for worse.



【Chakra Nature(s)】

Katon; Suiton; Fūton; Raiton; Doton; Yin; Yang; Onmyōton

【Abilities and Special Traits】

Kinjiro has modified her body very extensively through her research, and is, in some regards, more snake than human. Kinjiro has the ability to transform select parts of her body into that of a snake, and some of these transformations are permanent. Kinjiro has the forked tongue of a snake (and its associated organs) with which she can sense. Kinjiro also has the fangs of a snake and venom glands, which can produce any of the poisons in her repertoire, as well as produce a highly concentrated acid capable of easily dissolving steel when chakra is concentrated into them. The acid is coated in a layer of chakra until it leaves her mouth, protecting her from its effects.

Kinjiro may metamorphose into the form of a snake at any time. She can take the form of a King Cobra, and is 18 feet long when she does so. Her transformation is taxing on her chakra, so she does not transform lightly. As a Cobra, Kinjiro possesses all of her human form’s abilities, but she does not have any seals on her body (except for the Snake-Keeping-Precepts) seals, which are beneath the scales and so cannot be seen. In her Snake form, Kinjiro is completely indistinguishable from an ordinary snake (except for the fact that she can become very large).

Kinjiro is exceptionally well-versed in the human anatomy thanks to her centuries of research, and is able to strike with lethal accuracy at almost any point on the body. In addition to this, thanks to her research and natural chakra control, she is exceptional at Iryō Ninjutsu. It should be noted that Kinjiro is the original creator of Iryō Ninjutsu, and she is hence one of the most proficient users of the art to have ever existed.

Kinjiro is a master of Taijutsu, preferring close combat to ranged combat due to her nature. She is also exceptionally proficient at Kenjutsu.

Kinjiro is one of the few true masters of Fūinjutsu.

Kinjiro’s chakra pool is only around 30% larger than average, but her control over her chakra is immense.

Kinjiro has the affinity for every element, but is unable to use elemental jutsu herself. This does not prevent Kinjiro from moulding the elemental chakra, but the only application she has for elemental chakra is within seals. In addition, Kinjiro’s Onmyōton is restricted solely to Fūinjutsu.

Kinjiro is immune to all poisons, all bacterial or viral infections, and all forms of disease due to a series of complex seals and bodily modifications.

【Weapons, Tools and Equipment】



Kinjiro’s Laboratory is a massive underground complex beneath the village of Kusagakure. The seal is essentially inside a vast underground box that is protected by three layers of seals. One can enter the laboratory through a very specific spot in Kusagakure, or one can use the Kyōsei Keiyaku Kuchiyose no Jutsu in order to transport themselves inside the laboratory. The Lab is easily as big as Konohagakure, and contains four main sectors - The Alchemical sector, the Surgical sector, the Living sector and the Fuel sector.

The Alchemical sector contains a vast surplus of alchemical reagents and chemistry equipment. The Alchemical sector is lit with seals that contain fire. The light is emitted much as a lightbulb would emit light, and the heat is transferred throughout the rooms as a form of central heating. There are fume cupboards which seal of the toxic fumes into small wooden boxes, which are occasionally deposited on the surface, or kept to use within the Totem of Venom. The floors have seals written on them that convert carbon dioxide in the air into carbon and oxygen, replenishing the air supply, and giving Kinjiro a large amount of coal for the Fuel sector. These two types of seals are found throughout the entire laboratory.

The Surgical sector contains the three operating theatres and the prisons where Kinjiro’s test subjects are kept. There is a kitchen in the Surgical sector where food can be prepared for the prisoners. The Surgical sector contains vast supplies of drugs and medical tools, as well as a catalogue of every poison and antidote Kinjiro has ever encountered - she also keeps a separate, hidden catalogue of her unique venoms and their antidotes.

The Living sector is, much as the name implies, where Kinjiro and her allies live. It is very luxurious, and has its own personal kitchen and waste disposal systems. The Living sector is often only home to between 10 to 20 people at a time, so it is the smallest of the sectors, but it is the most well-kept.

The Fuel sector contains the furnaces and generators for Kinjiro’s laboratory. There is a massive brewery in the Fuel sector which provides alcohol for Kinjiro’s experiments, as well as drinking alcohol for Kinjiro and her allies. The Fuel sector is the largest sector, taking up the spare space that the Living sector does not take up. The brewery in the Fuel sector is excitedly primed to create some of the most exquisite - and strong - alcohol in all of history, so that one of Kinjiro’s allies in particular may sate her habits.

The Lab does not grow its own crops or raise its own animals, so food must be brought down from the surface. Fortunately, Kusagakure is home to many fertile lands which provide Kinjiro’s lab with all of the sustenance it needs. The Lab produces its own water, however.

Hebi o Tsūka Doku

Name of Weapon or Item: Hebi o Tsūka Doku [Snakes-Passing-Venom]
Location: Kinjiro’s body.
Owner: Kinjiro Jikangai.
Rank: A

Description: The Hebi o Tsūka Doku are an elaborate set of two wooden bokken which Kinjiro has modified for her own uses. The bokken have several seals drawn into them in order to augment their capabilities. The first seal, one of Kinjiro’s Kamikasu seals, prevents anybody except her from wielding the blades. Whenever anybody else attempts to pick the blades up, they will immediately turn to and attempt to use the second seal’s effect.

The second seal is essentially a stored version of the Ranshinshō. Upon coming into contact with an opponent (through skin or light clothing) the Bokken immediately use Ranshinshō upon the victim. However, each time a bokken uses this, the derangement of the controls is changed, so the technique is exceptionally difficult to counter, even by other skilled medical ninja.

The Bokken are also very heavily infused with Doton chakra, giving them a legendary hardness that is exceptionally difficult to cut with even the sharpest swords. The bokken are, however, still completely blunt and can only cause blunt trauma.

Appearance: Twin wooden bokken swords, each kodachi-sized (about 60cm long, including the hilt). The blade of each sword is covered with intricate ink patterns, each of which constitute a seal.

Hebi Shūshuku Emono

Name of Weapon or Item: Hebi Shūshuku Emono [Snake-Constricting-Prey]
Location: Kinjiro’s body.
Owner: Kinjiro Jikangai
Rank: A

Description: The Hebi Shūshuku Emono is what looks to be a perfectly ordinary coil of rope, reaching to 45 feet in total length. Each fibre of the rope has had seals woven into it, each of which contributes to a major seal pervading the entirety of the rope. As Kinjiro wills it, the rope is able to leech chakra from whatever it is touching, as well as move according to her mental commands. The rope is extremely fast, and is impossible to cut with conventional methods due to the nature of the rope. The rope is fireproof and is hydrophobic (it repels water). The rope is a conduit for a much crueler technique, listed below.

Appearance: A rope.

Doku

Name of Weapon or Item: Doku [Venom]
Location: Kinjiro’s body.
Owner: Kinjiro Jikangai
Rank: A

Description: Kinjiro, being a master of natural and synthetic poisons, understandably carries a great deal of poisons around with her. She has the quirk of making none of her poisons lethal alone [except those in the Chōzō no Doku, whose purpose is genocide] as she prefers to see her victims suffer before they succumb to her embrace. She has employed a few unique poisons that bring chaos and suffering to all who are unfortunate enough to ingest them - except Kinjiro and her allies.

Appearance: Varies.

Kinjiro carries apt supplies of all ninja tools that could ever possibly be needed in a scroll sealed into another scroll.

Kinjiro carries an entire operating room (sterile and with access to all of her surgical tools) in the first scroll.

Kinjiro carries immense vats of salt in the first scroll. [Segetibus Cavete]




【Kekkei Genkai】

Chigoku Inkan

Name of the Kekkei Genkai: Chigoku Inkan [Verbatim Sealing]
Type of Kekkei Genkai: Fūinjutsu
Clan: Jikangai
Rank: B-S

Description: The Chigoku Inkan is the gift of Yata passed down to her children on the female side. Female Jikangai will pass the Chigoku Inkan onto their children regardless of the genetics of their partner, but if a male Jikangai were to procreate with a non-Jikangai female the resulting child is not guaranteed to possess the Chigoku Inkan, which would result in the child not being a Jikangai.

Simply put, the ability of the Chigoku Inkan is an innate mastery of Fūinjutsu that extends into manipulation of ninjutsu-like effects. Bearers of the Jikangai bloodline are able to create any effects that they can imagine provided they meet the following requirements: The effect must be understood completely with a single word, the effect must be within the scope of chakra the individual can muster, and the effect cannot defy any laws of nature of physics. The Chigoku Inkan can only apply these desired effects by creating seals in the air around the user or on nearby surfaces that are constructs of pure and fragile chakra, resulting in their effects being rendered null if the seals are physically disturbed or are subjected to any amount of chakra with larger energy or greater control than the seal created by the Chigoku Inkan possesses.

The seals created by the Chigoku Inkan are able to replicate simple elemental techniques without the creator having the elemental affinity necessary to create the chakra, but the seals also have no elemental applications beyond the incredibly minor. The seals are most adept at changes to form due to their Yin-aspected nature, and can be used to perform tasks such as picking locks, exerting physical force (breaking objects, cutting through objects, etc.). As the seals are structurally weak constructs of chakra, their effects on people are highly diminished or negated with even the slightest opposition of chakra unless the Jikangai in question has significantly higher chakra control than the intended target. The primary utilisation of the Chigoku Inkan is the inherent capability with and knowledge of seals and sealing techniques that it provides, but it is nevertheless a fantastic source of utility rather than power, and forms the basis for many Jikangai clan techniques.

Weakness: Interpret it yourself.

【Canon Jutsu】

Basic Academy Techniques

Chikatsu Saisei no Jutsu

Saikan Chūshutsu no Jutsu

Ranshinshō

Chakura no Mesu

In'yu Shōmetsu

Shōsen Jutsu

【Custom Jutsu】



Name of Technique: Kyōsei Keiyaku Kuchiyose no Jutsu [Forced Contract Summoning Technique]
Type of Jutsu: Fūinjutsu
Rank: C
Range: Potentially Infinite
Nature Type: N/A
Handseals: Standard handsigns for Kuchiyose no Jutsu

Description: The Kyōsei Keiyaku Kuchiyose no Jutsu is a Fūinjutsu-based derivative of the original contracts designed to facilitate the summoning process. The seal is inherently incomplete until the addition of blood and a primer seal created by the Chigoku Inkan. The primer seal can be written and given to non-Jikangai members, but is consumed in the process. When the blood of an individual, or a primer seal created from trace chakra of an individual, meets the incomplete seal (and the user’s blood is added in the latter case) a temporary summoning contract is formed that lasts for a single summon. The user can summon the target to themselves, or themselves to the target.

The Kyōsei Keiyaku Kuchiyose no Jutsu has unique limitations determined by the primer seal, restricting the use of the technique if any damage would come to individuals affected by the technique as a result of their being displaced or if they would be displaced upon arrival, resulting in the technique being guaranteed to be safe.

Weakness: Interpret it yourself.

Name of Technique: Hebi Shiin Mizu Gijutsu [Snake-Tasting-Water Technique]
Type of Jutsu: Ninjutsu
Rank: C
Range: Extremely Long - 500 metres
Nature Type: N/A

Description: Kinjiro, using her snakelike senses, maps out extremely accurately the positions of all living beings within an extremely long range of her. She is also able to taste residual chakra in this manner, and can determine whose chakra belongs to whom and what techniques have recently been used in the area. If she has never encountered the technique before, she will not know what it does, but will recognise it in the future should she detect a similar chakra signature. Kinjiro is also able to create a seal with the Chigoku Inkan that can grant her knowledge of techniques gained through this technique to other people by applying it to their foreheads.

Should any technique be used within a fifty foot range of a primer seal created by the Chigoku Inkan, Kinjiro will immediately gain full knowledge of that instance of the technique should she detect it with Hebi Shiin Mizu Gijutsu.

Weakness: Interpret it yourself.

Name of Technique: Suigin no Kaijō [Sea of Quicksilver]
Type of Jutsu: Ninjutsu
Rank: B
Range: Personal, then Potentially Infinite
Nature Type: Onmyōton | Doton | Katon; Suiton; Raiton

Description: A specialised version of the Kenja no Ishi in which the user is able to bypass certain restrictions due to a significantly higher chakra cost and preparation time. After kneading chakra into a metal or water for at least sixty seconds, the user excitedly primes the structure of body of water, keeping the chakra bound to the physical form with a seal. The user may release the technique instantly, or at any point in time from any range. As soon as the seal is released, all of the substance is transmuted to mercury.

Weakness: Interpret it yourself.

Name of Technique: Hebi mane Inago Gijutsu [Snake-Imitating-Locusts Technique]
Type of Jutsu: Fūinjutsu
Rank: B
Range: Vast
Nature Type: Doton

Description: Kinjiro inscribes an immense seal onto an area, which then proceeds to produce vast amounts of toxic salts in the soil. Not only does the immense amount of salt kill all plants on the land, the salt will damage all infrastructure and reduce the water quality of the area (if a river or source of water is within the seal). The seal naturally degrades after producing enough salt to ensure no natural life can grow or thrive within the area.

Weakness: Interpret it yourself.

Name of Technique: Jiko Shōhi Maru - Go Yōso [Self-Consuming-Circle - 5 Elements]
Type of Jutsu: Fūinjutsu
Rank: A
Range: Personal
Nature Type: Katon; Suiton; Raiton; Doton; Fuuton

Description: By using the her affinity for each of the elements, Kinjiro may focus elemental chakra upon a seal on her midriff, which then glows with the colour of the corresponding element. Upon choosing an element, all elemental chakra of that nature will be absorbed, negating their harmful effects upon her. Kinjiro gains a corresponding amount of elemental chakra from performing this technique. However, the seal can only absorb one element at a time, and can only switch elements once every 120 seconds.

Weakness: Interpret it yourself.

Name of Technique: Kokoro ga Mai Tejun ni Hakai [Heart-Breaking-With-Every-Step]
Type of Jutsu: Fūinjutsu
Rank: A
Range: Touch
Nature Type: N/A

Description: A seal placed over the heart of the victim. The seal draws chakra from the victim with every instance of movement and accelerates the rate at which the heart circulates chakra throughout the chakra system. With every step, more chakra is added to the seal over the heart, and upon the victim taking the hundredth step while branded with this seal the chakra over their heart will violently explode inwards, destroying the victim’s heart and lungs, and killing them almost instantly. Each step taken reduces the available chakra pool of the victim by 1%. Kinjiro is able to create latent versions of this seal that can activate and deactivate upon being primed with a seal created by the Chigoku Inkan. If the primer seal is applied once, it can be activated or deactivated from any distance if the same primer seal is created again using the Chigoku Inkan.

Weakness: Interpret it yourself.

Name of Technique: Hebi Kamu Shin'nyū no Jutsu [Snake-Biting-Intruder Technique]
Type of Jutsu: Fūinjutsu
Rank: A
Range: Personal
Nature Type: N/A

Description: Kinjiro has tattooed onto her body seals from pure chakra that are invisible to the naked eye except in the presence of chakra. These are simple containment seals manifested and maintained by the Chigoku Inkan that contain various weapons coated in various non-lethal poisons. Upon being struck with significant force or upon Kinjiro willing it, the seals will extrude whatever is contained within (though not completely release) them forcibly. The objects can be retracted with a simple application of chakra.

Weakness: Interpret it yourself.

Name of Technique: Kuchiyose: Hebi Hakidasu Kemuri Gijutsu [Summoning: Snake-Spewing-Smoke Technique]
Type of Jutsu: Ninfūinjutsu; Kuchiyose no Jutsu
Rank: A
Range: Fairly Large
Nature Type: N/A

Description: Kinjiro summons her Chōzō no Doku [Totem of Venom] at a nearby location. The Totem is a fairly large wooden structure, roughly 20 feet tall, and two carvings shaped like winged snakes protrude from the sides of the totem, reaching a total span of 15 feet. The wood is charred and looks worn well beyond its time, but despite its apparent visual weakness the totem is easily harder than any metal due to the amount of chakra woven into it over its centuries of existence. The bark of the wood is etched very finely with what look like ancient tribal patterns, but are in fact seals carved into the totem. The totem is fireproof and is extremely difficult to actually damage physically. The Totem is essentially a primitive “plague spreader”, and it will release noxious gases containing a mixture of extremely potent poisons and bacteria, spreading death and disease wherever it goes. There is a seal on the base of the totem that binds it to the ground, and unless the seal is removed it becomes incredibly difficult to move so much as an inch. At Kinjiro’s command, the snake protrusions become animated, and slither off of the totem in order to do her bidding. The snakes can relay simple visual and auditory information to Kinjiro, and can spread smaller amounts of the toxic smog that the totem spews from their mouths. Their bites are extremely painful and almost certainly lethal, but the snakes cannot leave an area of 2 kilometers around the Totem, or they will become inanimate. If the snakes are destroyed, they will reform on the totem, but will not be able to be animated again until Kinjiro places more seals upon them. Additionally, the snake’s bites can apply the Hebi nusumu Hikari Gijutsu.

Weakness: Interpret it yourself.

Name of Technique: Hebi nusumu Hikari Gijutsu [Snake-Stealing-Light Technique]
Type of Jutsu: Ninfūinjutsu
Rank: A
Range: Personal
Nature Type: N/A

Description: Kinjiro moulds her chakra into a seal and applies it to a victim upon touching them. She is also able to apply the seal to an object, and have it bind to the first person that touches the object. As soon as the seal binds to a victim, it begins leeching tiny amounts of chakra from the victim and assimilating them into itself, gradually causing the seal to become a part of the victim. After three days, the seal cannot be removed by any means short of cutting the affected limb from the body. When the seal is fully matured, it converts the victim’s chakra into a potent toxin that is spread throughout the victim’s body, targeting the eyes and the chakra system specifically, slowly causing them to shut down. If this toxin is introduced into the body of a victim who is not branded with the seal, a seal will form and mature over the course of seven days. After another week of the toxin being present in the victim, the victim will become blind and unable to mould their chakra in any way. The poison, after performing these functions, continues to be created in the victim’s body, but it is excreted from the victim’s pores, and trace amounts are left on everything they touch. The poison has no known antidote.

Weakness: Interpret it yourself.

Name of Technique: Jiryoku no Fū [Seal of Attraction]
Type of Jutsu: Fūinjutsu
Rank: A
Range: Touch
Nature Type: N/A
Handseals: N/A

Description: Kinjiro has tattooed this seal onto her left palm. When she focuses her chakra into it, it glows with a faint blue colour and the next object Kinjiro touches with her left hand will be attracted to the seal on her palm. It is also able to attract chakra, but not Kinjiro’s chakra or chakra in another person’s body. She is able to leave an imprint of this seal on anything she touches with her left palm. The imprint will be attracted to the Sekiryoku no Fū. Kinjiro can also place these seals on other people or objects.

Weakness: N/A

Name of Technique: Sekiryoku no Fū [Seal of Repulsion]
Type of Jutsu: Fūinjutsu
Rank: A
Range: Touch
Nature Type: N/A
Handseals: N/A

Description: Kinjiro has tattooed this seal onto her right palm. When she focuses her chakra into it, it glows with a faint red colour and the next object Kinjiro touches with her right hand will be repelled by the seal on her right hand. It is also able to repel chakra, but not Kinjiro’s chakra or the chakra in another person’s body. She is able to leave an imprint of this seal on anything she touches with her right palm. The imprint will be attracted to the Jiryoku no Fū. Kinjiro can also place these seals on other people or objects.

Weakness: N/A

Name of Technique: Shōsenshin Jutsu [True Mystical Palm Technique]
Type of Jutsu: Iryō Ninjutsu
Rank: S
Range: Medium [15-20 feet]
Nature Type: N/A

Description: Kinjiro, the creator of the Shōsen Jutsu, only released a fragment of the jutsu’s true power unto the world, as medicine as advanced as the true technique would have shook the world too deeply. Kinjiro’s Shōsenshin Jutsu does not require actual physical contact with the recipient, and can be used from a considerable distance away provided that the user knows the feel of the victim’s chakra extremely well. The technique’s true power lies in its ability to not only create cells, but to provide them with an environment in which they naturally regenerate and keep in - allowing the Shōsenshin Jutsu to heal wounds that could not otherwise be healed. Additionally, the Shōsenshin Jutsu can read DNA and create cells from the DNA provided they are given a large enough amount of chakra, allowing Kinjiro to create the body parts of individuals at will so that the body will not reject them. A side effect of the Shōsenshin Jutsu is that it suppresses the victim’s immune system for its duration so that the body does not harm itself inadvertently. The immune system will not resume normal function until a second Shōsenshin Jutsu is applied. The Shōsenshin Jutsu is too difficult for any ordinary medical ninja to even hope of performing, and without the Fukutsu no Ishi active, Kinjiro cannot perform it alone. Two people can perform the technique if they both have sufficiently high chakra control.

Weakness: Interpret it yourself.

Name of Technique: Kenja no Ishi [Philosopher’s Stone]
Type of Jutsu: Ninfūinjutsu [Kinjutsu]
Rank: S
Range: Within 3 feet of the user, can be increased to 10 feet with sufficient transmission of chakra.
Nature Type: Onmyōton | Doton | Katon; Suiton; Raiton

Description: The Kenja no Ishi is the product of Kinjiro’s early alchemical work into the art of transmutation. By changing the structure of the protons and electrons of given molecules, Kinjiro is able to change any given element to another element. She cannot easily transmute compounds in this manner, requiring at least thirty seconds of focus in order to transmute even a basic compound, such as water, into metals.

When used with the Onmyōton, Kinjiro can immediately transmute any metal into any other metal within a 3 foot radius of her by touching the surface of the metal she wishes to transmute and branding it with a seal. The transmutation is permanent, even if the seal is removed, but one with knowledge of the seals could reverse the effects of the seal if it remains. The transmutation ripples out from the seal, and will increase or decrease the volume of the material as necessary as it adds or extracts protons from the nuclei of other elements.

When used with the Doton, base metals (Copper, Zinc, Nickel, Iron, etc.) can be transmuted into precious metals (Gold, Silver, etc.) or into other base metals. This transmutation takes at least four seconds to work, and requires contact with the metal to be transmuted constantly until the transmutation is finished.

When used with the Katon; Suiton; Raiton elements, the user is able to transmute all metals and basic compounds into other basic compounds or metals with a seal, taking at least 10 seconds to fully prime the seal. When the seal is excitedly primed with chakra, the transmutation occurs instantly.

Weakness: Interpret it yourself.

Name of Technique: Hebi-Iji-Kyōkun Gijutsu [Snake-Keeping-Precepts Technique]
Type of Jutsu: Iryō Ninjutsu | Fūinjutsu
Rank: S
Range: Personal
Nature Type: Onmyōton [Yin-Yang Release]

Description: Kinjiro is able to mould her chakra to replicate life, converting her chakra directly to Yang chakra in order to breathe life into reality, and for as long as Kinjiro has a physical sample of something that is alive she can replicate it perfectly. For as long as even a single cell of exists, she can replicate the entirety of the organism it belonged to. This cannot be used to grant life to the dead, as she can only return flesh and not the soul, but she is easily able to reconstruct any number of lost organs or limbs, and can save anybody for as long as they are not yet dead. Kinjiro has concentrated the exact chakra required to create her entire body into seals and distributed them among herself, allowing her to completely heal any injury on her body as soon as it is made. These seals must be activated with a primer seal created by the Chigoku Inkan before they will trigger, but a primer seal is automatically created should Kinjiro receive a blow with the capacity to kill her.

Weakness: Interpret it yourself.

Name of Technique: Hebi Shūkai no Hābu Gijutsu [Snake-Gathering-Herbs Technique]
Type of Jutsu: Fūinjutsu
Rank: S
Range: Infinite
Nature Type: N/A

Description: Kinjiro places a fragment of a soul bonded to hers, or a fragment of her own soul, within a seal and brands a victim with it. As soon as the seal is branded, it disappears completely from sight and can only be seen by those branded with a primer seal created by the Chigoku Inkan. The seal can still be removed, but it is exceptionally difficult. While the victim is branded with this seal, Kinjiro has a latent “perception” of whatever the victim perceives, allowing her to essentially use people as her eyes and ears. By sacrificing the portion of her soul bound to the seal, Kinjiro is able to summon herself to the location of the branded victim, or summon the victim to her.

Weakness: Interpret it yourself.

Name of Technique: Kamikasu [Divine Imposition]
Type of Jutsu: Ninfūinjutsu
Rank: S
Range: Potentially Infinite
Nature Type: Onmyōton [Yin-Yang Release]
Handseals: N/A

Description: Considered to be Kinjiro’s most powerful technique, this technique utilises the infinite power contained within the idea. By moulding her Yin chakra into a unique seal, Kinjiro may impress an “idea” onto an object. The ideas that Kinjiro may impress upon something are very much open-ended, and she may choose to impress the idea that should X happen, the branded object will react by performing Y. Then, Kinjiro impresses her Yang chakra into the object, causing the object to forcibly perform the action, even against its owner’s will. Kinjiro has limitless application with this technique, and is essentially able to impose her will onto any inanimate object.

Weakness: Interpret it yourself.

Name of Technique: Shūki-Gai [Outside the Cycle]
Type of Jutsu: Fūinjutsu
Rank: S
Range: Personal
Nature Type: N/A

Description: Kinjiro is able to disperse a ring of exceptionally potent seals up to ten feet in distance away from her, creating a circle with a radius of ten feet. Time is slowed within these seals, but any individuals that possess the Chigoku Inkan are completely immune to its effects. For every second that would occur outside of the ring, ten seconds pass within the ring (time is slowed to one tenth of its normal pace). The ring lasts for up to three seconds, and can only be used once per day. Kinjiro cannot attack any targets within the range of Shūki-Gai for its duration.

Weakness: Interpret it yourself.

Name of Technique: Hebi shi-ka Higai Gijutsu [Snake-Assimilating-Victim Technique]
Type of Jutsu: Ninjutsu
Rank: S
Range: Within the Hebi Shūshuku Emono.
Nature Type: N/A

Description: While a victim is bound with the Hebi Shūshuku Emono, Kinjiro and at least one assistant (two is preferable) may perform this technique. Kinjiro begins by resting her palms on either side of the victim’s head, on their temples, and channelling her chakra through the victim’s body in a manner similar (but not identical to) the Shōsenshin Jutsu. The assistant(s) place their palms over the heart and the lungs, and any additional assistants help with the control of the chakra. The result of the technique’s completion (which requires roughly 30 minutes) is that the victim is permanently transformed into a snake, with their DNA changed and their body completely transformed. During the transformation, a black liquid begins to leak from every orifice of the victim, containing their DNA and their memories, which can be drunk or assimilated through a seal in order to gain the memories of the victim.

The technique is excruciatingly painful, and the only reason the technique is able to take place is that the rope binds the victim. The technique is extremely useful as a torture technique, as the metamorphosis can be left unfinished and only the memories that Kinjiro wishes to extract can be forced to leave the body. Unfortunately, if the transformation is stopped prior to completion the victim will die as their body no longer functions without the assistance of Kinjiro and her assistants. This technique is very difficult to perform, and often requires Kinjiro use the Fukutsu no Ishi, even with assistants. It can only be performed once every week due to chakra restrictions not only on Kinjiro, but also on the Hebi Shūshuku Emono, which loses its power for a week until it can recharge.

Weakness: Interpret it yourself.

Name of Technique: Kindan no Shomen [Forbidden Writings]
Type of Jutsu: Fūinjutsu
Rank: S
Range: Personal
Nature Type: N/A

Description: Kinjiro possesses the unique ability to write seals over one another due to her bloodline and incredible chakra control. By layering the seals with chakra and writing them in her own blood, she is able to keep the purity of the seal’s shape intact, and may write up to three seals over one another.

Weakness: Interpret it yourself.

Name of Technique: Jōdomon [Pure World Gate]
Type of Jutsu: Ninfūinjutsu
Rank: S+
Range: Stationary
Nature Type: N/A

Description: Kinjiro has created an elaborate gate bound with several of Kinjiro’s more powerful Onmyōton seals. The gate forms a passage to the Jōdo [Pure World], where the souls of the deceased reside. Kinjiro is able to cross over into their world temporarily to converse with the souls, and she is also able to temporarily bring souls from their world into our world temporarily as long as they have a host to reside in. This technique was the basis for the Kuchiyose: Edo Tensei, but it is not even nearly as cruel to the souls or to the hosts (who regain normal function after the spirit leaves and are not harmed). Kinjiro avoids using the gate if possible due to the Pure World rejecting those who do not belong there, and will try not to go there if she can help it. The gate is usually not active due to chakra costs and the potential for abuse.

Weakness: Interpret it yourself.

Name of Jutsu: Fukutsu no Ishi [Indomitable Will]
Type of Jutsu: Fūinjutsu
Rank: S
Range: Personal
Element Affinity (If Applicable): N/A

Description: A series of seals created with several years of intense research and the pinnacle of both Fūinjutsu and Iryō Ninjutsu. The seals are tattooed to the entire body, except the face, and leave a particular sigil: 支配 [Shihai; Dominate] on each of the eight gates. Then, tracing along each of the Tenketsu, the sigil: 縛る [Shibaru; Bind] is tattooed. The result of this, as well as the powerful seals that connect the sigils, is that the bearer gains complete dominance over their Chakra system when the seals are activated. The sigils passively control the user’s chakra system as defined by their will, heightening their control to an extremely fine level, but the true power of the technique lies when the user pours an exceptional amount of willpower into the activation of the seals. In this state, each sigil glows a very light blue, with the 支配 [Shihai; Dominate] seals glowing a much stronger blue. The user’s chakra levels increase twofold due to the gentle tapping of the gates, and their chakra control becomes so immensely fine that they are able to do several things:

Firstly, they are able to release their chakra as a “physical” form in the likeness of water, and control it completely and utterly. No chakra absorption techniques will affect this mass of chakra unless the user is damaged on one of the eight main sigils, causing it to malfunction. This “water” is able to be used for any technique that the user may use at any given range, allowing for intensely strategic combinations or uses of jutsu.

Secondly, the user’s chakra dominates all other chakra in its presence, unless the chakra’s owner has sufficient (extremely high) control to counteract the power of the Fukutsu no Ishi. The “water” passing over techniques comprised of loose chakra will absorb them and purify them, converting them into the user’s chakra. Each time this is used, one of the eight main sigils dims slightly, and after all eight are dimmed the active component of the seal is negated.

Thirdly, the user gains a “long-range” version of the Jūken, which allows them to strike chakra through motions of the body and the extension of their chakra and vast control. It may also be used to disrupt the flow of the enemy’s natural chakra system and even cut it with sufficient medical application - much like the Rasenshuriken - albeit much more controlled. Surgery may also be performed in this manner, using the target’s own chakra to form tools inside of their body.

However, bearing the extreme discipline necessary to fully activate this technique is mentally and spiritually exhausting. Spiritual energy must be expended to keep the technique active, and this prevents the user from having a particularly large chakra pool, cleaving existing chakra to Physical and Spiritual energy in order to sustain itself if necessary.

Weakness: Interpret it yourself.

Tuuj's Repository (Make of that what you will)

Hyakune, Kyoko

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【Full Name】
Hyakune su Jikangai, Kyoko

【Alias】
The Genjutsu Mistress; Kyoko, Architect of Thought

【Occupation】
Kyoko is currently standing in for the Mizukage.

【Gender】
Female

【Age】
36

【Sexuality】
Bisexual; Prefers Women



【Birth Country】
Kyoko was born outside of any village, in the Hyakune Clan Compound.

【Current Village】
Kirigakure

【Affiliation】

Kyoko’s interests are her own, but she has connections to Jikangai, Kinjiro and the Immortal Scions, as well as the Hyakune Elders.

【Shinobi Rank】
Kage-level Ninja (S)



【Personality】
Kyoko is a difficult character to explain as her personality adapts to situations and individuals rather than remaining static. As an extremely talented manipulator whose talents lie almost exclusively in her ability to change the perceptions of her allies, friends, and enemies Kyoko is capable of acting the part for any role that she is called upon to play. She can be cold and unfeeling, or she can be warm and empathetic, she can be insightful and wise or naive and ignorant - all of these acts are tools, and she makes liberal use of them depending on how she wishes to be seen. A woman of many disguises is prone to losing track of the constants of her own personality, but Kyoko has certain traits that define who she is and what she does on such a fundamental and inherently necessary level that she will always retain some level of individuality.

Kyoko is a deeply loving person, and the majority of this love is focused upon her sister. Her self-imposed exile is all that keeps her sister intact, and though it pains her greatly to be away from the person she is closest to in this world she knows that it is a necessary evil and feels both the overwhelming sorrow of her loss and incredible ecstasy that her sister is alive and well for as long as Kyoko does not interact with her. Kyoko's love for her sister is indeed so strong that she has no room for love of another in her heart, and though she makes genuine friends she will never take a lover who could replace or intrude upon her sister's place in her heart. Another of Kyoko's inherent traits is her almost legendary intellect - she carries with her the spark of true genius that can never truly be repressed, even if she can fool most people, true genius is impossible to ever truly hide from another. With great intellect comes a great perception of things other people cannot understand, and being separated from her sister has left Kyoko with nobody to share these burdens with. Kyoko is occasionally driven towards a deep melancholy, but always sees the light and returns to normalcy with time.

Despite her great love for her sister, Kyoko is still a Hyakune and still has morals and values that are typically viewed as unsavoury by most. Her self-worth is a constant, but her value of others is largely determined by the power they wield and how they wield it - those with the most power and least inclination to use it earn her ire, as do those with little power and fewer aspirations - but her ire is likely something they will never see for as long as they can be useful, and the last thing they see when they have outlived their usefulness. Kyoko believes firmly in power and knowledge, and while she is very accepting of those who consign themselves to a life of mediocrity as circumstances dictate or simply for a lack of ability to succeed she is the opposite for those who can but do not.

Kyoko seeks knowledge at all cost, especially that which is forbidden, not only to save her sister but also to ensure that the power of eld is never lost and never abused. She will have multiple agendas at any given point, and she will betray and backstab all who get in her way, but she sees these things as small prices to pay for the greater good that she can bring to the world with the knowledge and power that she accrues. It is often said that those who do evil things do not believe that they are evil - Kyoko is no exception to this, and genuinely believes that she is the best person to wield forgotten powers in order to preserve them and protect the greater good. While Kyoko may not agree on the definition of "greater good" with many individuals, she is a fundamentally good person at heart who legitimately believes that the end justifies the means, and she is willing to pay the price that most are not to further herself and keep the world safe.



【History】

[I]The Hyakune clan have, for ages, been the stewards not of a single style, but of many. In fact, their name, Hyakune [百根; One Hundred Roots], was made in homage of the core principle of the clan - Each member would be unique, each would take one of the many roots available to it and grow outwards, away from any of its brethren, but still connected at their very core. Before the clan were even introduced to the concept of Ninjutsu, or chakra at all, they trained themselves in as many arts as they knew how, each member of the clan becoming an authority on their chosen style. This left the clan in an odd state of simultaneous weakness and strength; while the clan members were too focused as individuals to cover their glaring weaknesses, when the clan moved as a cohesive group they were nigh unstoppable simply because they, together, knew so much more than any other clan when it came to the scope of technique. Such was the way of the clan, as its founder Sōgyō-sha had dictated.

Sōgyō-sha had believed - firmly - that weakness should be purged from his sons and daughters at as young an age as was possible, and in his wisdom (and cruelty) he developed a system for which the clan would be raised by, and a system for which the clan would be governed. By nurturing the child's journey from childhood to adulthood with the intention of purging them of weakness, and then foisting them directly into a position of power beyond the scope of their experience, he brought much heartbreak and suffering into the world, and not all of his children survived the rigorous training... But those who did emerged as stronger beings than their lesser brethren, leading the Hyakune clan to heights that others could only dare to reach out to. Children were raised as if in a collectivist society, in which they would all grow up together with no separate households, but largely without the traditional maternal and paternal influence that was expected of such a society. Instead, the mothers and the fathers of the children would train them in the various arts that they had found themselves attracted to, and children would practice everything they could until they found something they had an affinity for - or better - made a new style of their own. To make a new style of one's own was considered to be a sign of future greatness, and such children were lifted from the terrible conditions in which they lived before into greatness, to nurture their talents and to ensure that the Hyakune would always expand, and always grow.

The children, once they reached the age of eight, would quickly become devoid of typical maternal and paternal influences, and were also deprived of guaranteed resources. There was plenty of food in the clan compound's pantries, but the children were forbidden to simply walk in and take what they wanted. The children had to steal, without being caught, and would eat only what they could earn - those who learned to adapt to their harsh conditions were empowered, but some children died from starvation. Pity was not something bred into the members of the clan, after all. The children of the Hyakune believed in one core mantra throughout their childhood, one truth that empowered them: "The crime is not in taking whatever actions you must, but in being caught doing so.". After training for 14 hours a day, every day, for 6 years, the children that had not found their unique talents in the clan were resigned simply to follow what was established and had appealed to them most. They were not disrespected, per se, but they were rank and file. They were unimportant.

Those who forged a new path, who contributed to the growth of the clan, were thrust into positions of power that they had no experience in - they were made an elder of the clan. The clan's "legal" system, as it were, involved a circle of elders who had marked themselves as great individuals that made requests and then voted on their implementation, not unlike the jury at a court. The eldest male and eldest female were collectively the judge of the clan, and had ultimate power should such a need arise. Life on the Council of Elders was a tough one, as every action and non-action had consequences that the rest of the clan would have to face. The once-children who had been born for greatness had power beyond their stations forced onto them, and they either learned quickly or were killed by people who loathed their inability to take action (or their tendency to take the incorrect action.)

Children who survived all of this, who survived every trial put before them, would emerge as the pinnacle of the human world, they would emerge capable leaders with immense, and unique, fighting skills that would put them far above mere mortals, and they could do anything in the world that they so chose... Until the dawn of the Rikudo Sennin. The advent of Ninjutsu, and of Kekkei Genkai, changed the Hyakune clan immensely, for the secrets of their blood were unlocked, and its members found even more avenues to specialise into. With other ninjas rising, and clans coming to fruition, the Hyakune clan were forced to train even more than usual in order to keep up with the flood of Ninjutsu that echoed throughout the world. They belonged to no major village, but their services were offered freely to all as mercenaries, and it is said that each Kage of each village has called upon at least one member of the Hyakune clan in their time of need once. Whether or not such is true is a point of contention, but one thing was certain: The Hyakune clan were walking on thin ice, and in order to persevere, they would have to become the best at an art in which they had no particular advantage.

That was, until, the Hyakune clan realised the extent of their bloodline. Unlike most clans, the Hyakune's bloodline was not singular, it was not one static ability that each of its members possessed. Even their blood, it seemed, followed the clan's founder's vision. Their bloodline, the Tōsei no Eien [Eternal Control], manifested itself as an exceptional level of control over the user's chakra, which often manifested in the form of an aura around the user, an extension of their chakra systems outside of their body. Each member expressed it differently, due to their own personal DNA affecting the bloodline (as the Tōsei no Eien was not on a single chromosome - how the other chromosomes were formed had differing effects on the actual expression of the bloodline, but due to the relative positions of the genes (which remained constant) the bloodline kept its basis). Unfortunately, this meant that each member had to learn their bloodline alone, with no aid from members who expressed a similar bloodline, and the Hyakune's attention was divided as its members struggled to subjugate their new power, as well as practice in the arts of Ninjutsu and Genjutsu. The clan was already markedly proficient at Taijutsu and Kenjutsu, but in a world where Ninjutsu existed, such was not enough to succeed.

Time passed, and as the Rikudo Sennin died and his legacy was divided, the Hyakune took their training further, as a new generation had had time to be born with Jutsu and their Kekkei Genkai. This new generation was quick to subjugate the power that flowed through them, and the Hyakune clan was raised once more to among the top clans of the ninja world. They tentatively allied themselves with Konohagakure, building a new compound there for their older members, and became productive members of the village, providing it with protection in its times of need, and able workers who were much more efficient than the peons that they would have used otherwise. Their assistance came at a steep cost: The Hyakune would be above the law of the village, preferring to keep to their own council of elders, and these terms were agreed to. The newer members of the Hyakune clan remained at their old compound, around 15 miles from Konohagakure, training as they always had for the dawn of a war that nobody could see coming.

Hyakune, Kyoko began her life unlike many of the Hyakune. Most come into this world alone, brave it alone, and die alone with naught but scribbles in books and fleeting memories to acknowledge that they had ever existed in the first place - but Kyoko came into this world with another, with her twin sister Kagami, and the bond of birth was strong enough to overcome the crippling loneliness instilled in most members of the Hyakune to condition them towards a life of combat and treachery. Until the age of eight, many members of the Hyakune live a life good by many standards - they are loved and nurtured by their parents, fed well, and build strong relationships with one another.

At the age of eight, this changes, and the fledgling Hyakune are ripped from the world they know to undergo training to become a member of the Hyakune proper. Most siblings cease thinking of one another as intimately familial, instead considering them to be simply another clan member, but Kyoko and Kagami could not be separated despite the best efforts of their trainers. Such corner cases were rare in the Hyakune, and the Elders decreed that breaking the bond was significantly more difficult than strengthening it in service to the clan. Kyoko's talents lay within her fantastic mind, her ability to manipulate the knowledge she gleaned far beyond most of her lesser brethren (and even more so than some of the Elders, even at a young age) - but she could not work chakra in the same way that the other Hyakune could. Kagami's talents were precisely the opposite of Kyoko's, her talent for manipulating her aura and chakra as a whole was far beyond anything her cousins could have ever hoped to achieve.

Normally, Kyoko's lack of prowess in the field of Ninjutsu would have sentenced her to domesticity or death - but Kagami took her place in many of the tests that required a manipulation of chakra and she was spared the wrath of the Elders for a time. As she came into her own, Kyoko realised that her ability to manipulate people was more than it seemed, and she learned that the path of Genjutsu was her destiny. It did not take Kyoko long to apply her studies of chakra control to her natural aptitude for Genjutsu, and she unlocked the true power of her Kekkei Genkai - a trait that most Hyakune did not achieve until adulthood. It was not mere coincidence that Kagami also unlocked her true power that same day.

The Elders decreed that the two would undergo a dangerous mission to prove their loyalty to the clan, and that if they returned they would be allowed to join them not as fledglings, nor as rank and file Hyakune, but as Elders. Such a prospect was treated with much suspicion by Kyoko - she wondered what precisely could possess the Elders to offer such an illustrious position to two as young as they, and what the mission they were about to undertake would entail. Kagami was all for the mission, and Kyoko could only think that her sister saw the glory and not the trap offered by the Elders - but to refuse them was certain death, so they accepted and were sent to Kusagakure to meet with an emissary that wished to trade with the clan. Kagami and Kyoko travelled to the destination and came face to face with none other than the leader of the Immortal Scions, Jikangai, Kinjiro.

Kinjiro explained that the Hyakune had offered their best and brightest to her in exchange for thrice their weight in gold - for the burgeoning clan, this would give them a considerable head start - and that Kagami and Kyoko were to be the toll that the clan paid. She explained who she was, what she did, and gave them a history of her clan and even of the conception of chakra (questions that had always burned deep within Kyoko's mind), and offered them the chance to willingly join her as equals rather than as slaves. For the first time, Kyoko and Kagami were of differing opinions. Kagami was enraged by the elders' willingness to sell the twins, and demanded that they pay due reparations for their misdeeds, whereas Kyoko believed that Kinjiro could offer a far brighter future than the Hyakune could ever have offered either of them. Kyoko was quick to point out that the clan had tried to separate them, and had only ever allowed them to be together under terms befitting the capricious nature of the Elders - that with Kinjiro, they could be free of those shackles and live as equals with more power than the Hyakune Elders could ever have known.

Kagami agreed, but beneath it all her heart longed for the vengeance and justice denied to her. The pair accepted Kinjiro's offer, and were introduced to the world of the Immortal Scions. After receiving the Gift of Immortality, the pair were set to work using their unique chakra auras to research chakra on a level that their Jikangai colleagues had been unable to beforehand. It was later revealed that Kyoko's Kekkei Genkai afforded her a natural inclination towards the potent sealing techniques of the Jikangai, and she quickly became a favourite among the group. Kagami's talents were useful, but as she had no talent for fuuinjutsu she was not nearly as prized as her sister. Kagami quickly became jealous, and sought other secrets to keep level with her sister as she always had. Years and years passed, and though Kagami grew as powerful as Kyoko did under the tutelage of the Jikangai, she was not favoured nearly so much and largely spent her time with Kinjiro, who offered training that the other Immortal Scions could not offer.

Kyoko knew little of Kagami's activities in the light of the overwhelming amount of research she conducted, and though she tried to connect with her twin, she found that Kagami slipped further and further away each day. Rangether than bring these concerns to the now-distant Kagami, Kyoko asked Kinjiro if she had any explanations for Kagami's behaviour. Kinjiro was remarkably forthcoming, telling Kyoko of the progress that she had made and the bonds that she had been able to create that her sister could not - and her sister had increasingly sought new sources of power to keep up with her as the pair had always tried to be equals. Kyoko attempted to reconcile with Kagami, only to find her missing from her quarters and from the laboratory as a whole. Kinjiro had not sent Kagami away, and both became increasingly concerned with the disappearance of by all rights an extraordinarily powerful ninja.

It was discovered, after several weeks of searching, that Kagami had breached Kinjiro's inner sanctum and stolen from her an artifact of great power - something that had been locked away for good reason. Kyoko expected Kinjiro to be furious, to excommunicate Kagami and herself both, but to her surprise the serpentine woman offered sympathy and a chance for redemption. She would help Kyoko find Kagami and return her to the path of the Immortal Scions - after all, the two were extraordinarily powerful and had fit in remarkably well despite Kyoko's higher popularity taking most of the attention. Kinjiro desired that power to be under her command, and Kyoko desired to save her sister from whatever force was consuming her.

For many years Kyoko searched, using her ability to manipulate and deceive people in order to extract information as to the whereabouts of her sister before every lead was exhausted and she turned to the last people that could possibly have known where Kagami had found herself: The Hyakune Elders. Kyoko's return was met with much mistrust, and she was granted an audience only after incapacitating every able member of the Hyakune who could have stopped her. Each Elder was offered a chance to co-operate, and each refused, before Kyoko extracted all information from their minds and left them none the wiser that she had ever visited. The Elders knew nothing of her current whereabouts, but offered the information that several of the extant Hyakune scouts had failed to report back and had likely been murdered. It was unlikely that the locals had killed them as Hyakune scouts were notably difficult to find and more difficult to kill, so Kagami's intervention (as she was the only rogue Hyakune to Kyoko and the Elder's knowledge) was the most promising lead she had, all things considered.

Some weeks later, Kyoko found herself stalking the trail of her twin sister. The scouts had been murdered in a way that suggested Kagami's distinct glass-based style and it looked like the murders were conflicted - Kagami's style had always been brutal, yes, but it was efficient and quick. Her kills were swift and painless, not the tattered mess of blood and glass and bone that Kyoko had discovered. Had Kagami gone mad? Had she snapped at whatever it was in Kinjiro's lab that she had found? Questions upon questions raced within Kyoko's mind, and the trail had been haphazard, hard to follow - it was mostly subtle memories of stolen glances, a hooded figure in the periphery, and the details were hazy. Still, it was a track to follow, and it was better than nothing.

Kyoko found Kagami weeks later, about to murder another Hyakune scout in the area. Though it was easy to distract her enough for the scout to escape, Kagami soon turned her full attention to her sister - and what Kyoko discovered unsettled her greatly. There was no look of love, of guilt, of sorrow - her eyes were empty, vacant, as if the body was simply a shell stripped of what had made it Kagami, of what had made her sister. A fight ensued, and though Kyoko was gravely injured she managed to subdue Kagami with potent sealing techniques given to her by Kinjiro. After summoning Kinjiro to the location and being healed, Kinjiro offered an explanation after confirming for herself what had happened.

Kagami had stolen a scroll that sealed an extradimensional entity called the "Kyōmen no Oni", the Mirrors' Surface Demon and taken its power into herself, which had complimented her own glass-based style of combat remarkably well. The demon wrestled with Kagami, struggling to take control of her body, and though she had largely resisted and kept her individuality for the time being, it was only a matter of time before the demon won and Kagami was lost forever. The demon could not be resealed without killing Kagami, and though Kinjiro was willing to pay the price, Kyoko could not desert her sister. She worked with Kinjiro to seal the demon deep within Kagami, to allow her to live her own life, but she was they key to that seal - for Kagami to live, she would never be able to meet Kyoko again. With the scroll returned (and thus its power free of the plague of the demon it contained) Kinjiro offered refuge to either Kagami or Kyoko - Kyoko chose to leave, to keep her sister safe, and would operate on the surface world. Though she did not fully trust Kinjiro, she had been remarkably kind to her and the time they had together was something she cherished. Kyoko left Kagami in her hands, and though she was bound by no covenant she offered her services in exchange for knowledge and power - a deal that Kinjiro was all too happy to accept.

Now, Kyoko roams the surface world searching for lost knowledge in the hopes of driving back whatever possessed her sister, or finding something to allow her to wrestle the demon within and subjugate it that she may reclaim her body. In order to gain access to the level of information required, however, Kyoko had to develop a keen interest in world affairs. She discovered a potential lead within Kirigakure, but after the murder of the Mizukage Kyoko stayed to try to keep the village stable in the advent of its civil war.



【Chakra Nature(s)】
Kyoko has no natural affinity for a chakra nature due to being completely unable to use Ninjutsu of any variety. As a true Genjutsu prodigy, she has a strong affinity for Yin chakra.

【Abilities and Special Traits】
Kyoko is among the most proficient genjutsu users alive, easily able to put her foes under genjutsu to control and manipulate their mind. She is able to use these genjutsu in combat to err her foes’ judgement proficiently.

Kyoko has savant-level intelligence, and her IQ is easily 180+. She is one of the most powerful minds of her generation, able to process complex tactics easily as well as discern the strengths and limits of techniques she sees due to her vast knowledge of techniques as a whole. Kyoko is perceptive to the extreme, able to see things lesser people would miss and make bridges of logic to discern reasoning where none seems to exist.

Kyoko is possibly the most skilled manipulator in the world, able to use her natural charm and wit, as well as her body to coerce almost anybody into trusting her, where she is then able to bend them to her desire.

Kyoko is, after her extended training with the Jikangai, quite proficient at Taijutsu. She is easily able to stand toe-to-toe with experts and could fend off masters, though she would have extreme difficulty in combatting raw strength and superior technique. She has learned the Wing-Chun style, and with her incredible mind mastered it within the 6 years she has been practicing. The training given to all Hyakune clan members has also refined Kyoko’s taijutsu skills and her general fitness.

Kyoko is able to create Jikangai Primer Seals in order to utilise their sealing techniques, but cannot create new Jikangai-based seals.

【Weapons, Tools and Equipment】

Name of Weapon or Item: Kuroi Kamen [The Black Veil]
Location: On Kyoko’s head at all times.
Owner: Kyoko Hyakune su Jikangai
Rank: A

Description: The Kuroi Kamen is a black veil that is comprised of two bolts of cloth. Each of these bolts are sealed to allow no passage of chakra into them, but to allow chakra out, and are surprisingly difficult to cut through [they resist most swords easily]. In addition to this aspect of the veil, it is also a mask that covers Kyoko’s ears, mouth, nose and eyes. This mask is covered in seals that filter out any harmful substances that would enter Kyoko’s body, in addition to dampening any particularly loud sounds or sounds designed to have an adverse effect on the body.

Kyoko carries with her, at all times:

- 25 Kunai, each marked with a Kyōsei Keiyaku Kuchiyose no Jutsu seal

- 100 senbon, standard size, in a canister attached to a belt on her waist on her left side. These senbon are coated in a paralytic venom of Jikangai, Kinjiro’s creation (the venom has no known antidote, but one could be synthesised by a medical ninja of sufficient prowess). The venom lasts for 24 hours and only interferes with the somatic nervous system.

- A scroll containing a Kyōsei Keiyaku Kuchiyose no Jutsu that, when she places both of her hands upon it, immediately reverse summons her to her home. [Cannot be used in combat]

- A scroll containing a large volume of books with various sealing formulae and lists of techniques she has encountered in the past.

- A scroll containing several bottles of ink, several quills, and a stack of loose parchment imbued with chakra.



【Kekkei Genkai】

Tōsei no Eien; Tenchi Gensō

Name of the Kekkei Genkai: Tōsei no Eien; Tenchi Gensō [Eternal Control; Heaven and Earth Illusion]
Type of Kekkei Genkai: Chakra Augmentation and Genjutsu/Fūinjutsu

Clan: Hyakune

Rank: A

Description: The Tōsei no Eien is a potent Kekkei Genkai that manifests differently in each of its bearers. Throughout the entire Hyakune clan, however, some effects are universal: All members of the Hyakune clan have gained an "aura" of chakra, usually spanning approximately 20 feet in radius. Their chakra system has been "extended" outside of their body, and the aura is of extremely weak chakra but the fact it exists is enough for the members of the clan. In addition to this aura, the user gains chakra control almost to the pinnacle of chakra control with training. This aura allows the user to exert their almost complete control over their chakra onto foreign [loose, not inside a body] chakra that enters it. It can be dampened to reduce its effectiveness, or it can be bolstered by the user's chakra to increase its effectiveness. The user's aura essentially makes the area in which it spans a "network" in which they may move their chakra, and thus entire jutsu, with ease, allowing them to start the jutsu at any part within the aura. Some techniques, such as genjutsu, can be forced upon victims if they are simply in range of the aura.

Tenchi Gensō

The Tenchi Gensō is a potent evolution of the Tōsei no Eien, one which holds sway over the realm of Illusion and Seals. Through the Tenchi Gensō, the user is easily able to lull people into genjutsu as long as they are within the chakra aura, and minor [B-Ranked or less] genjutsu can be forced onto an opponent simply by pointing at them. The true strengths of the technique lie in its subtle abilities to manipulate illusions, as well as blur the boundary in the mind that separates illusion from reality. Some genjutsu are simply too "fake" for the mind to accept as real. When this natural reservation, this natural barrier is breached, the victim of a genjutsu will believe it to be real regardless of initial apprehension. This does not make the illusions infallible, it merely removes initial apprehensions as to the genjutsu being false. Logic and reasoning can eventually overcome the breaching of the natural barrier, but this undoubtedly makes the genjutsu many more times more potent. This aspect of the Kekkei Genkai is: 地 [Chi; Earth], the mortal coil.

The second aspect is 天 [Ten; Heaven], the aspect transcending the mortal plane. With Ten, two things happen: Kyoko transcends the traditional plane in terms of genjutsu, and can no longer become subject to any genjutsu bar her own under any circumstances. Much as a two dimensional shape cannot interact with a three dimensional shape, the primitive genjutsu of the mortal coil are unable to interact with Kyoko. The second aspect of "Ten" is that she becomes able to influence genjutsu on the mortal plane, as well as her own, as long as they are within her aura. She is not able to hugely alter them, mind, she is only able to change subtle aspects and mould them to her will within their natural progression - she could, for example, choose between whichever torture methods she so chose within a genjutsu designed to torture, but could never alter a genjutsu that lulled the opponent to sleep to them burning alive.

Weakness: However, this aura comes at a steep cost: As the Kekkei Genkai manifests and the user gains their unique version, they are locked into that "version"'s jutsu style and become unable to utilise their chakra for anything outside of it. Kyoko's Tenchi Gensō has locked her in to the fields of Genjutsu and Fūinjutsu, and she is unable to use her chakra for any purpose outside of this bloodline, genjutsu or fuuinjutsu.

【Canon Jutsu】

Kyoko is proficient in all canon genjutsu not tied to a kekkei genkai.

【Custom Jutsu】

Name of Technique: Saimin Suimin [Hypnotic Sleep]
Type of Jutsu: Genjutsu; Fūinjutsu
Rank: A
Range: Touch; Eyesight; Tōsei no Eien
Nature Type: N/A
Handseals: N/A

Description: A potent delayed Genjutsu that will activate upon Kyoko willing it. Kyoko manifests a seal on her opponent that they cannot perceive by any means until it is brought to their attention (this can only be done through touch). At Kyoko’s command, the seal activates, and the Genjutsu begins to activate.

Targets affected by the Saimin Suimin are lulled towards a state of half-sleep, immediately separating their somatic nervous system from their control as they fall asleep over the course of thirty seconds. Unlike most Genjutsu, Saimin Suimin does not require any additional input from the user after its effects have taken hold, and the user is able to take other actions for its duration.

The Genjutsu is naturally removed after the target falls asleep, and the lingering effects of the seal prevent the target from being awoken for an hour after the genjutsu has taken hold, after which time the seal naturally dissipates. If the seal is removed prematurely, the target will wake up. Kyoko cannot attack sleeping targets with this seal.

Weakness: Something something dark side.

Name of Technique: Ome Itetsuku [Vision Freeze]
Type of Jutsu: Genjutsu
Rank: D
Range: Touch; Eyesight; Tōsei no Eien
Nature Type: N/A
Handseals: N/A

Description: Ome Itetsuku causes the target’s vision to become locked into the instance it was viewing as the genjutsu was used. If the target was looking at Kyoko against a white background, for example, the target would only see that single image until the genjutsu was dispelled. Ome Itetsuku can be applied if the target is looking at Kyoko from any distance, including up to an additional twenty feet outside of the Tōsei no Eien due to its simplicity.

Weakness: N/A

Name of Technique: Shūhen Kagizaki [Peripheral Tear]
Type of Jutsu: Genjutsu
Rank: D
Range: Touch; Eyesight; Tōsei no Eien
Nature Type: N/A
Handseals: N/A

Description: The Shūhen Kagizaki creates a tear in the victim’s peripheral vision, meaning that they can never truly focus on the tear due to it being in the peripheral vision, but it will always be just out of sight. The tear manifests itself as an appearance of cracked glass, and is highly disorienting – even the most adept sensor nin will not be able to glean any information from their peripheral vision.

Weakness: N/A

Name of Technique: Tsu no Hikari de Ni [By the Light of the Sun]
Type of Jutsu: Genjutsu
Rank: C
Range: Touch; Eyesight; Tōsei no Eien
Nature Type: N/A
Handseals: N/A

Description: Tsu no Hikari de Ni causes the opponent to no longer be able to see by the light of the sun. Any light provided by the sun will become absolute dark to the victim, and they will be forced to use artificial light to be able to see through the absolute darkness.

Weakness: N/A

Name of Technique: Zenkei Ome Itetsuku [Panoramic Vision Freeze]
Type of Jutsu: Genjutsu
Rank: C
Range: Touch; Eyesight; Tōsei no Eien
Nature Type: N/A
Handseals: N/A

Description: Much like the normal Ome Itetsuku, however, the Zenkei Ome Itetsuku causes the entire landscape around a user to be frozen in place rather than the sole image they were concentrating on at the time.

Weakness: N/A

Name of Technique: Gensoku Jikan [Slowed Time]
Type of Jutsu: Genjutsu
Rank: Z
Range: Touch; Eyesight; Tōsei no Eien
Nature Type: N/A
Handseals: N/A

Description: The Gensoku Jikan is a peculiar genjutsu allowing Kyoko to control an opponent’s sense of time. She is quite proficient with this genjutsu, able to distort the victim’s sense of time so much that one second becomes fifteen minutes - their mind is overloaded with sensory information but the body cannot keep up, effectively slowing them to a crawl and leaving them virtually unable to act. This also causes every one second of genjutsu Kyoko, or any opponent, uses on the victim to be amplified in terms of time, making them more powerful. Kyoko and her target are both immobilised for the duration of the genjutsu unless an Eien no Inkan maintains the Gensoku Jikan. Kyoko cannot attack targets under the effect of Gensoku Jikan, except with Genjutsu and Fūinjutsu.

Weakness: N/A

Name of Technique: Shosai no Kogeru [Burning the Libraries]
Type of Jutsu: Genjutsu
Rank: B
Range: Touch; Eyesight; Tōsei no Eien
Nature Type: N/A
Handseals: N/A

Description: This genjutsu, simply enough, allows the user to erase memories so long as they know the memory they wish to erase. In addition, the user may create mental blocks that prevent the user from accessing specific memories.

Memories erased by Shosai no Kogeru cannot be recovered by any means, as the memories are completely forgotten and their chemical traces removed by natural means.

Weakness: The blocks can be overcome with great concentration [not pragmatic in a battle situation].

Name of Technique: Rei Yakedo [Spirit Burn]
Type of Jutsu: Genjutsu
Rank: A
Range: Touch; Eyesight; Tōsei no Eien
Nature Type: N/A
Handseals: N/A

Description: Rei Yakedo causes the target to feel an exceptionally intense burning pain throughout their entire chakra system (and thus entire body) whenever they expend chakra, but does not otherwise affect the opponent. If the target comes within 20 feet of Kyoko, she can instead cause the genjutsu to create the sensation of pain continuously for up to one minute. All but the most hardened of ninja will pass out from the pain caused by Rei Yakedo if it is allowed to cause pain a number of times in rapid succession. Rei Yakedo lasts for up to one minute, excluding any time in which it is activated within 20 feet of Kyoko.

Weakness: The genjutsu can only be placed once every five minutes.

Name of Technique: Hakujitsumu [Waking Dream]
Type of Jutsu: Genfuuinjutsu
Rank: C
Range: Touch; Eyesight; Tōsei no Eien
Nature Type: N/A
Handseals: N/A

Description: Kyoko brands her target with a seal that vanishes upon application, lying dormant deep within them until it is activated (from anywhere) by Kyoko creating a primer seal treated with the target’s blood.

When Hakujitsumu is activated, Kyoko takes control of their body and her own body is disabled, and Kyoko is able to control them for as long as she does not enter combat. She is unable to force the target to harm themselves, to put themselves into harm’s way or to harm another. The target shows no signs of being controlled outwardly, but sensor nin can detect the activation of their chakra and the presence of the seal. Kyoko retains all information gained from using this technique through the seals linking the target and Kyoko together.

For the duration of Kyoko controlling the target, they are trapped in a genjutsu that gives them pleasant dreams, and when the technique ends they awaken with no recollection of what happened during the technique’s duration.

Weakness: The target is able to break free from the genjutsu and end the effect prematurely if control is taken at a moment where they are alert, removing the seal completely. Other people are able to remove the genjutsu effect from the target (and Kyoko cannot stop them as she cannot enter combat while using the technique).

Name of Technique: Ishiki Zansuru [Sensory Banish]
Type of Jutsu: Genfuuinjutsu
Rank: A
Range: Touch; Eyesight; Tōsei no Eien
Nature Type: N/A
Handseals: N/A

Description: Kyoko manifests a complex seal on her target while simultaneously placing them under a genjutsu that completely eliminates their sense of Sight, Sound, Touch, Taste, or Smell. The Fūinjutsu is not visible to the target for as long as the Genjutsu is intact, and the Genjutsu cannot be removed by the target while the Fūinjutsu remains intact.

Weakness: N/A

Name of Technique: Gōmon [Torture]
Type of Jutsu: Genjutsu
Rank: A
Range: Touch; Eyesight; Tōsei no Eien
Nature Type: N/A
Handseals: N/A

Description: A versatile technique that places its target in an isolated room with a host of torture tools. Kyoko can use these tools in any way she likes, and pain cannot remove the genjutsu from the victim by any means. The only effective way to be released from the technique is externally, but those with an incredibly high pain tolerance are able to Kai out of the technique.

Weakness: Can be resisted if the victim is particularly strong-willed, but not while Saimin Suimin is active.

Name of Technique: Kyōzō [Mirror Image]
Type of Jutsu: Genjutsu
Rank: A
Range: Touch; Eyesight; Tōsei no Eien
Nature Type: N/A
Handseals: N/A

Description: A genjutsu that allows Kyoko to completely evade any sensory perception available to its target by creating a clone of Kyoko that they can track. For as long as the clone is alive within the genjutsu it will last, and the genjutsu is undetectable to the individual in question. The genjutsu can be brought to their attention by an external party, but due to its subtlety it is difficult to detect except by the most potent of sensory ninja.

Weakness: N/A

Name of Technique: In Somnis Veritas [In Dreams There Are Truth]
Type of Jutsu: Genjutsu
Rank: A
Range: Touch; Eyesight; Tōsei no Eien
Nature Type: N/A
Handseals: N/A

Description: In Somnis Veritas is a powerful interrogation Genjutsu, allowing Kyoko to directly access the target’s subconscious mind and memories with no interference from their waking mind. This prevents any resistance that is not completely automatic, and automatic resistances will be assaulted until they are broken. The only information that In Somnis Veritas cannot force a victim to reveal is information that they do not know. False information is effective against In Somnis Veritas.

Weakness: Requires the victim be asleep. The jutsu will end abruptly if the victim is forced out of sleep, and heavy mental resistances will delay the jutsu’s effectiveness - But if the target is asleep indefinitely or by unnatural means, this does not apply.

Name of Technique: Setsuri no Hametsu [Providence’s Bane]
Type of Jutsu: Genjutsu
Rank: B
Range: Touch; Eyesight; Tōsei no Eien
Nature Type: N/A
Handseals: N/A

Description: Kyoko crafts a genjutsu of unparalleled intricacy based on her chosen target’s thought processes and general tendencies. As soon as the victim is affected by Setsuri no Hametsu, events will unfold precisely at the target predicts they would. The target will act according to their plans in the genjutsu - which is visible to Kyoko - but will not move in the physical world as events unfold. As soon as Setsuri no Hametsu ends (At Kyoko’s discretion), the target has no recollection of having been within the genjutsu unless Kyoko specifically wills it. Additionally, Kyoko is also able to force the target’s body to move according to the plan while the genjutsu is in place should she desire.

Weakness: Interpret it yourself.

Name of Technique: Zensekai Gensō [Total World Illusion]
Type of Jutsu: Genjutsu
Rank: S+
Range: Within the Tenkan no Inkan.
Nature Type: N/A
Handseals: N/A

Description: The Zensekai Gensō is Kyoko’s most powerful genjutsu, allowing her to completely and utterly take control of an opponent’s senses and mould everything they can possibly sense as she sees fit. The illusion is completely infallible, and no doujutsu or illusion removal technique can pierce it while the victim is within the boundaries of the Tenkan no Inkan. The range is, as aforementioned, within the four Tenkan no Inkan, which Kyoko must place around someone, or as a “trap” for them to walk into. Should the victim be released from the illusion, while they are in the four seals they are immediately returned exactly where the illusion was and will suffer no recollection of being out of it. Kyoko also controls time within this illusion, to such an extent that she may extend the illusion’s time for years. This jutsu is so finely created and maintained that Kyoko can control the entire world of each person within it, up to four people, with one for each of the Tenkan no Inkan. This genjutsu is so powerful that it fools all sapient beings regardless of “immunity” or extenuating circumstances. In addition, Kyoko is able to manipulate the memories and past experiences of people within the genjutsu, causing subtle lasting changes in the victim.

Weakness: Devastating chakra loss; bound to a very specific area.

Name of Technique: Eien no Inkan [Seal of Eternity]
Type of Jutsu: Fūinjutsu
Rank: A
Range: Personal
Nature Type: N/A
Handseals: N/A

Description: A seal that can be imbued with immense amounts of chakra and applied as an addition to an existing seal or laid out in a circle in an area. Natural effects cannot expire while under the effect of the Eien no Inkan, as the seals will use their chakra to fuel whatever effect it is they are prolonging. Kyoko can use this seal in conjunction with a Genjutsu to prevent her opponents from releasing themselves from it, as the seal will reapply the Genjutsu should they be removed from it. Additionally, the victim of the Genjutsu will not remember having released themselves from it for as long as the Eien no Inkan persists.

Weakness: N/A

Name of Technique: Shiketsutai no Inkan [Seal of the Tourniquet]
Type of Jutsu: Fūinjutsu
Rank: A
Range: Personal
Nature Type: N/A
Handseals: N/A

Description: Kyoko creates a seal that bars the passage of chakra through it under any circumstances, instead using the chakra to fuel the existence of the seal. The seal will prevent all sensory techniques reliant on chakra from sensing past them, prevent the passage of any ninjutsu or genjutsu through its bounds, and if applied to the body prevents chakra from reaching any parts cut off by it. This will cause necrosis and kill the body part off as if it were suffering from a complete lack of oxygenated blood.

The seal is a temporary construct unless inscribed in ink, and will dissipate after ten minutes unless it is placed on the body, where it will last until removed or there is no more chakra to sustain its existence.

Weakness: The seal will only last for ten minutes unless placed on the body, where it will last for up to 48 hours.

Name of Technique: Jiryoku no Fū [Seal of Attraction]
Type of Jutsu: Fūinjutsu
Rank: A
Range: Touch
Nature Type: N/A
Handseals: N/A

Description: Kyoko has tattooed this seal onto her left palm. When she focuses her chakra into it, it glows with a faint blue colour and the next object Kyoko touches with her left hand will be attracted to the seal on her palm. It is also able to attract chakra, but not Kyoko’s chakra or chakra in another person’s body. She is able to leave an imprint of this seal on anything she touches with her left palm. The imprint will be attracted to the Sekiryoku no Fū.

Weakness: N/A

Name of Technique: Sekiryoku no Fū [Seal of Repulsion]
Type of Jutsu: Fūinjutsu
Rank: A
Range: Touch
Nature Type: N/A
Handseals: N/A

Description: Kyoko has tattooed this seal onto her right palm. When she focuses her chakra into it, it glows with a faint red colour and the next object Kyoko touches with her right hand will be repelled by the seal on her right hand. It is also able to repel chakra, but not Kyoko’s chakra or the chakra in another person’s body. She is able to leave an imprint of this seal on anything she touches with her right palm. The imprint will be attracted to the Jiryoku no Fū.

Weakness: N/A

Name of Technique: Idōsō no Fū [Never Move Seal]
Type of Jutsu: Fūinjutsu
Rank: B
Range: Personal
Nature Type: N/A
Handseals: N/A

Description: A complex seal that must be drawn onto a solid surface before it can be used [Takes sixty seconds to write]. Upon touching a person, the seal activates after a delay of one second and the opponent’s muscles in their somatic nervous system forcibly contract, leaving them completely unable to move. Additional applications of the seal do not work.

Weakness: Long preparation, requires them physically touch the seal, has a delay, lasts for sixty seconds. Additional applications of the seal do not work for 24 hours.

Name of Technique: Chigoku Inkan: Kami no Sakura [Verbatim Sealing: Divine Blossom]
Type of Jutsu: Fūinjutsu
Rank: C
Range: N/A
Nature Type: N/A
Handseals: N/A

Description: A simple seal that stores another completed jutsu inside it. When activated at the user’s will, the technique is immediately released from the seal. There is a delay of approximately two seconds before the technique is released, during which the seal glows brightly.

Weakness: N/A

Name of Technique: Kyōsei Keiyaku Kuchiyose no Jutsu [Forced Contract Summoning Technique]
Type of Jutsu: Fūinjutsu
Rank: C
Range: Potentially Infinite
Nature Type: N/A
Handseals: Standard handsigns for Kuchiyose no Jutsu

Description: The Kyōsei Keiyaku Kuchiyose no Jutsu is a Fūinjutsu-based derivative of the original contracts designed to facilitate the summoning process. The seal is inherently incomplete until the addition of blood and a primer seal created by the Chigoku Inkan. The primer seal can be written and given to non-Jikangai members, but is consumed in the process. When the blood of an individual, or a primer seal created from trace chakra of an individual, meets the incomplete seal (and the user’s blood is added in the latter case) a temporary summoning contract is formed that lasts for a single summon. The user can summon the target to themselves, or themselves to the target.

The Kyōsei Keiyaku Kuchiyose no Jutsu has unique limitations determined by the primer seal, restricting the use of the technique if any damage would come to individuals affected by the technique as a result of their being displaced or if they would be displaced upon arrival, resulting in the technique being guaranteed to be safe.

Weakness: Interpret it yourself.

Name of Technique: Saiketsu Fū [Blood Drawing Seal]
Type of Jutsu: Fūinjutsu
Rank: D
Range: Personal
Nature Type: N/A
Handseals: N/A

Description: A simple seal that is connected to the user’s bloodstream. Activation of the seal allows for enough blood for a summoning to be performed without causing a break in the skin.

Weakness: N/A [/center]

⊰Manifest Anima: Planes Divided⊱

~"Fate is ours to mend or to break. Follow your own Truth, and hope that it lends itself to help over harm."~

Basic Information

Name – Truth
Nicknames – N/A
Gender – N/A
Sexuality – N/A
Alias – The Arbiter
Age – 3053
Apparent Age – N/A
Race – Licentia
Sub-Race/Lineage or Nationality/Specialty: Selysze / Eximius

Appearance: See picture. Stands at 6'4" in human form, weighing approximately 100 pounds.

Hider

Truth is, as most of their race are, first and foremost the very incarnation of the concept that they embody - even more so due to their status as an Eximius. Truth is almost completely amoral in the traditional sense, being unable to even fathom of the concept of judging someone against a societally approved set of rules and laws. Their only loyalty is to the truth and the Will, and they perceive disturbances in the Will where lies are obfuscating information that should be known; this is the only metric which they are capable of extending to others. Truth comes across as cold and logical, preferring to avoid personal connections in favour of objective and binary relationships. To some they act as an interrogator, and to others they act as a form of conscience - Truth themselves see no distinction between the two, recognising only that their concealment is a disturbance that demands correction. Truth both shows and feels very little emotion, driven only to correct the imbalances that grate against its senses wherever they arise - and as a result often does not form any sort of long lasting relationship with others. This fundamental disconnect results in them often being perceived as brusque and short in conversation, though they do not necessarily intend for this to be the case.

While not warm and personable by any stretch of the imagination, Truth is not unapproachable. Many are compelled by their extraordinarily powerful geas to confess deep-seated secrets and lies, and while these little things are not what Truth is driven to seek out and correct they feel relieved to help any release the burden of a lie - and in this sense, can be considered somewhat friendly. Truth detests those who scheme and plot from the shadows, preferring an honest and open discourse in any situation possible - though this should certainly not be confused with contempt for the context of the actions, however, only for the act of dishonesty in and of itself. As Truth is naturally driven to seek out these perceived imbalances, they learned during their younger years to try to hide the more uncomfortable aspects of their personality behind the auspices of a higher power - mortals especially are prone to belief in deities or powers higher than themselves, and Truth often takes on the mantle of such in order to undertake its compulsive behaviour.

Many creatures gain wisdom with age, but Selysze that grow old are only more driven by their compulsions. Truth is no exception to this, and though they have managed to shift their scope away from little imbalances to the larger sort they are fundamentally unable to stop themselves from working. As Truth requires very little in the way of rest, they are usually constantly analysing situations to determine the extent of any damage that lies have caused or are gathering information from those involved. Truth investigates such things with a tireless and objective eye, and is dogged in their pursuit - once locked on to a disturbance, nothing short of death can shake them of their task. It cannot be said that Truth lacks a sense of danger per se, more that despite any conventional wisdom stating otherwise the compulsion that forms the core of their being overrides any and all attempts by Truth to ignore it. As is the case with many of their kind, Truth once felt frustration and anger at this part of themselves - but age has, in this case, mellowed them enough for them to at least coexist with their compulsion rather than allow it to take over every aspect of their life.

That is not to say that Truth does much other than uncover the truth, however. Truth simply spends its spare time honing its skills in the service of its compulsion when it cannot sense a disturbance great enough to rouse it to action. Truth enjoys activities such as logic puzzles and cryptography, which it tends to avidly complete when not focusing on doing much else. Though the compulsion it bears is extremely strong, Truth is able to reconcile this with taking time to ensure that it is capable of ousting lies when it spots them. In the same vein, Truth is a veritable storehouse of information relating to all things factual and legal purely in service to its need to spread fact and dispel fiction - while it does not personally follow any such codes, those it is impelled to assist do follow such creeds and its knowing them is vital to ensure their success. As a particularly old Selysze, Truth is well aware that objective truth is extraordinarily rare to find. Many disturbances are caused by a subjective belief in what the truth is and how much of it should be revealed, and so Truth is compelled primarily to force people to tell the truth only in the context of their own moral code. This often results in an outcome that does not necessarily satisfy Truth on a personal level, but does satisfy their compulsion - and once the compulsion has been quelled, Truth is free to give its own opinion on the matter.

All-in-all, Truth is as simple as honest as their namesake. They wish only to free others from the burden of lies, as it is only through a complete knowledge of truth that a truly wise decision can be made and the Will can be satisfied.

Hider

Truth has been a leader among the Selysze for many years, though their origins and ascension to Eximius are largely shrouded in mystery and hearsay. Truth prefers not to linger on what has been done, but on what is yet to be done - and is in Ominar because they sense an enormous disturbance in the Will leaking into the city. Not one to allow this to go uncorrected, Truth plans to pledge themselves to the service of Medius and unravel the mysteries they sense looming on the horizon.

Hider

Hider

- Immune to mind-altering effects, including mind control and the geas of other Selysze.
- Permanently affected by a geas that compels them to tell the truth and bring truth to light where it has been willfully hidden.
- Vast and extensive knowledge of many subjects and topics relating to law, history, and culture.
- Exceptional puzzle-solving skills and knowledge of ciphers, as well as many other linguistic and written methods of concealing the truth.
- Eidetic and limitless memory; perfect recall.
- Uniquely attuned to the Will, able to sense disturbances in it relating to its specific geas.



- Physically weak.
- Unimpressive stamina.
- Average reflexes.
- Potent vis sense, extending to the identification of individuals and vast insight into most forms of vis manipulation.
- Little to no physical combat experience.



- Geas Mastery

Truth has achieved such mastery over their fundamental geas that they are able to utilise it in many more ways than the average Selysze. The area that their inherent geas covers is ten feet in radius, and its effect is so strong that only those with legendary mental resistance or equivalent/greater power levels can hope to fully resist it. If Truth manages to insert a fragment of its soul core into an individual, the geas is so overwhelmingly powerful that it can only be resisted in exceptional circumstances, or by those vastly more powerful than Truth. Truth is able to mould vis into a rune that conveys the geas at 50% of its normal potency to those touching it. Additionally, if Truth has inserted a fragment of their soul core into someone and is manifesting their geas in that way, the geas is able to force them to comply to Truth's definition of honesty, rather than their own definition of honesty - which is typically far more objective and brutal.

- Illusion Mastery

Similar in vein to the power of the Ahldreian, though vastly weaker by comparison, Truth is able to use its connection to the Will to produce exceptionally convincing illusions, realistic to the point that even with the ability to sense vis the illusions are challenging to dispel. This is most commonly used personally, in order to better blend in with the environment and raise less suspicion. Though loathe to do so, Truth is capable of using their illusory magic for the purposes of deception if - and only if - it will allow them to uncover a deeper deception or it will allow them to remain undetected. Truth commonly uses their illusory magic to display information to specific individuals without the notice of others, as well as to visualise challenging concepts or puzzles either to aid in their own mental workings or to share these insights with others.

- Spell Theory Mastery

Though not inherently suited to combat magic, Truth's knowledge of the workings of magic combined with their attunement to the Will produces a uniquely specific affinity for the mechanics of magic. Truth is able to dissect the mechanics behind most forms of vis manipulation or spellcraft by being able to sense the intent within the vis, being able to sense the vis being used, and combining this with their expansive knowledge - Truth will know the purpose of practically any spell they come across, and is often able to deduce a suitable counter to this magic if the situation calls for it - though they are typically not able to manipulate their vis in a sufficient manner to utilise this knowledge in a practical manner unless it corresponds to a field of magic they are familiar in, they are capable of sharing this knowledge with allies that do have the capability to enact it. If Truth extends their vis to another individual while they perform any form of vis manipulation, they are able to gain a fundamental understanding of the ability used by the target.

- Telepathy

Truth has exceptionally powerful telepathy, able to communicate with and monitor people over extremely vast distances due to its connection with the Will. Truth can maintain up to as many as ten links to vis-infused objects or people within the same realm, and if a fragment of their soul core is embedded within a being or object, they are able to maintain a telepathic link to them across the realms, though this does not extend into Pylae. At a short distance, Truth can telepathically communicate with any number of beings, and due to their natural ability to sense intent via vis, are able to essentially link their minds with a single individual within a short distance of them provided that the target is either willing or is under the effect of Truth's geas. This connection allows Truth to read the target's mind and vice versa.

- Teleportation

Truth is fairly skilled at teleportation magic, though they are only able to transport themselves. With the proper preparation and time, Truth is able to teleport between Torqueo and Medius, though is unable (and unwilling) to breach Pylae or Priscus.

- Combat Magic

Truth is largely unskilled in combat magic as their natural compulsion does not require them to engage in combat.

⊰Manifest Anima: Planes Divided⊱

【Fandaniel si Louviere】

~"It is only in the glory of martial perfection that our souls truly shine. It is only in doing our duty that we transcend our fleeting mortality.”~

Hider

Name: Fandaniel si Louviere
Nicknames: Dani
Gender: Female
Sexuality: married to her duty but lowkey into chicks
Alias: The Protector; Scion of Light
Age: 427
Apparent Age: Early thirties
Race: Human
Sub-Race/Lineage or Nationality/Specialty: Precursor Descendant

Appearance: Fandaniel literally always wears her armour. To everything. Fashion is a construct created by people who die easily. Fandaniel is 6'4".

Personality: Revealed IC

History: When Albria Sumalt was excommunicated from the shared household, they took their family and moved to distant France, wanting to be as far away not only from the family that turned against them, but from Graivour who prophesied the events. With no further influence from their kin, Albria changed the family name from Sumalt to Louviere, to blend in better with their new environment and to remove any association they may have had with those left behind. Expanding on their belief of The Many, Albria believed that it the patron of War was both a single entity and a multitude - a great warrior, destined to fight the Enemy in the final battle, but comprised in this mortal coil of thirteen individual Scions of Light - holy warriors whose souls would grace the most powerful in a generation. Those born precursors had their anima searched by the elders of the family, and within the very recesses of their soul the Elders would find a name of one of the thirteen Scions. They believed so strongly in preparing for war against the Enemy that each Scion was trained by the very best, learning to master a single style of combat within their lifetime that they might prepare the anima within them just a little more for the inevitable great war.

Due to their holy conviction, the Louvieres became famed heroes and patrons of war - the Scions burned brilliantly in battle and craved a glorious death, that their Scion might return to the aether and find a new host to learn a new style of warfare. Over the years, many of the Thirteen were brought into the world - some many times, others only a few - but some Scions had never been named. Zodiark, the Keeper of Precepts, was yet to be ushered into the world, as was Fandaniel the Protector. Many believed that Fandaniel was an omen of the Great War, as until it was time for the battle to commence, what need did the mighty Louviere family have of a protector? Though they lost many of the number in each war, they knew it was in service to a greater task - that with each death, the resultant Scion would be more and more powerful, eventually able to form the great Patron of War with their brethren to serve The One and defeat The Enemy.

Though to be a Scion was a great blessing and the highest honour, there were rules to be followed clearly outlined in the holy scripture. Scions were devoted - wholly - to war. Their schooling was on strategy and tactics, not culture and art. Their physical regime was purely in the service of killing, not in providing succour. It was a great ask, but the Scions always shouldered their burdens with honour and poise, for The Enemy would surely not offer them any clemency, and nor could they afford to ask it of themselves. It was considered strictly forbidden for two Scions to mate - the resultant offspring could surely not carry the Anima of two Scions, and would be of no use to the family. Still, it happened far more often than most liked to admit, as the coupling of two precursors was far more likely to result in a precursor child than any alternative. The Scions themselves simply believed that their coupling would usher those Scions yet to grace the world with their presence, or those recently departed - and to a degree, they were correct.

Fandaniel si Louviere was ushered in to the world by the coupling of Pashtarot vi Louviere and Mitron su Louviere, two scions that had been reborn several times already - and was the focus of the entire Louviere family. Being born to two precursors, each with many imprinted talents, resulted in Fandaniel being born with a mastery of warfare that many could not achieve in multiple precursor lifetimes. Her knowledge of tactics was transcendent, her mastery of weaponry sublime, and her desire to kill nonexistent. She was Fandaniel the Protector, and though she was raised by her family to be an instrument of death, she was sworn by the very essence inside of her to protect. Though her birth was cause for great joy - as she was the first Fandaniel to surface - it was also an omen of the end times. She was the penultimate Scion to surface, and a large number of the Louvieres believed that the Great War was coming as a result of her birth. There were equally many who disagreed with this, however - Zodiark was not born, and so the Great War could not possibly start. Still, the family navigated carefully around her birth, several hundred years prior.

Fandaniel the Protector earned her namesake many times over the course of her military career. She was an integral part of the Louviere army in the great war - virtually unassailable in melee, and with a mind for tactics that rendered most mundane war strategies utterly devoid. Along with her fellow Scions, she slowly but surely swung the war in her family's favour. That said, the highlight of the Louviere family's victories was short-lived. Though immensely powerful, even among her fellow Scions, she was still only a single person. She had never been bested in honest one-on-one combat, but war was neither honest nor a duel. Her fellow Scions gladly threw themselves to their deaths, burning out in a brilliant blaze that they might pass their mastery on to the next Scion to be reborn - but Fandaniel the Protector simply could not let herself go. She still had purpose - she was to protect, and she had not learned enough to pass on to her next incarnation. It was custom that the Scions bore as many children as possible, but Fandaniel refused to breed with anyone that could not best her in combat. Many tried, and many failed - the elders of the family quickly grew contemptuous of her refusal to let go and allow Fandaniel's anima to be born into the world.

Though they would never set her up to fail, the Louvieres begrudged Fandaniel her solemn charge to protect. They placed her in riskier and riskier situations, begun to stop heeding her tactics and her advice, all ostensibly to allow her to achieve a flaming climax and pass on the soul of the Scion as all of her brethren had done before her - but she knew that she could not. Eventually, after one too many brushes with danger, Fandaniel relented and bore a son with Loghrif, the Transcendent. He was not born a precursor, and so he was taken away from his parents that they might try again, to bolster the dying populus of the precursors. Her next child, a girl, was born a precursor and named Ultima, the High Seraph - and though she wished for nothing but to teach her daughter the ways of war, she knew that all of that knowledge would come to her in time and the holy crusade called to her.

Fandaniel had always sought to protect as many as possible, but in the pursuit of martial perfection she had killed many she could, in another world, have called friends - and motherhood had left her emotionally raw, and physically drained. She began to lose faith in the teachings, began to doubt that the study of warfare was something she needed to do. This doubt ate away at her over the years to come, and after a particularly brutal campaign against her brethren in which she was the only survivor, she decided that she needed to flee. Fandaniel faked her own death, being declared missing and presumed dead, and fled the country. With great sorrow she left her children behind, knowing that to take them away from the family was to endanger them all, and made her way to Ominar to seek out the descendants of Graivour who bore the surname Taeryn.

Though warfare had been her life, she begun to realise that no matter the truth of the holy crusade she had given herself to, she could not watch her dying race fall before her and know that she had forsaken the one value she embodied most - Protection. Though she did not agree with the principles of the Taeryn family, she knew in her heart that they were (at least, on some level) right and only by uniting those who had seen enough loss would her people live for long enough to fulfil their ultimate purpose.

And so it was that Fandaniel si Louviere made her way to Ominar.

Belongings/Equipment

Hider

Armour.

Capabilities

Hider

Mental
- Direct
- Forceful
- Honourable
- Loyal
- Iron Discipline
- Mental Fortitude hitherto unknown

Physical

- Faster than a normal human
- Stronger than a normal human
- Heightened reflexes
- Extreme tactical awareness
- Prodigal Weaponmaster among prodigies
- Endurance to the point of people questioning whether or not she’s even mortal

Magical/Technological

Crystals [Imprinted]
Vis Crystals of various types are used as currency for the five families. Because of this, the ability to make them has been passed down through the generations.

Vis Sense [Imprinted]
The ability to sense, or feel vis in one's surroundings. Fandaniel’s vis sense is fine-tuned to the human form, but she is very adept at the art and is easily capable of determining the other races from one another after hundreds of years of training.

Student of Warfare [Imprinted]
Fandaniel bears the accumulated knowledge of each of her mother and father’s past lives – and is imprinted with extremely impressively detailed fighting styles for practically every known weapon. Fandaniel has mastered the art of the Shield herself, but is capable of using any non-unique weapon handed to her to the pinnacle of its ability (in theory).

Vis Armour [Imprinted]

Fandaniel is capable of shaping her vis into an ethereal set of armour that surrounds her. Due to the strength of her vis and her exceptional ability to manipulate it, the armour is strong enough to turn all but the strongest of physical blows and ward off most intermediate or lower spells. Each hit the armour takes and each spell deflected drains a proportional amount of vis to the force produced. This ability is passively always active.

Vis Shaping [Imprinted]
Fandaniel is unable to traditionally use vis. She is only really able to manipulate vis into the form of weapons, but the weapons she creates by shaping her own vis are very potent. Fandaniel is able to manifest any weapon at a moment’s notice from the arsenal that she has mastered – which is to say, almost any weapon at all.

Annulment [Not Imprinted]
The Louviere family has never manifested any exceptional talent with spellcraft. Most of their line are unable to use any form of magic beyond Vis Shaping, and using a mere fragment of a letter of the fundamental language of creation the earliest Scions of Light developed a magic that creates a field in which all vis is forcibly manipulated to become the same vis that comprises the field, resulting in the unravelling of traditional magic. Annulment is considered extremely rare among the Louvieres, with only Scions ever mastering it, and none ever passing it down to their children – Fandaniel learned it at an early age, and despite constant practice she is only able to imbue her shaped vis with Annulment, allowing her weapons to cut through magic and her shield to repel it. She is able to delay the effect of Annulment on her manifested weaponry for up to sixty seconds, after which the weapon disappears and Fandaniel must manifest it again, expending the vis to shape it once more.

Relationships / Friendships:

Fandaniel's Weaponry

Fandaniel really loves her weapons. Especially her shield (but don't tell her other weapons).

⊰Manifest Anima: Planes Divided⊱

【Fandaniel si Louviere】

~"It is only in the glory of martial perfection that our souls truly shine. It is only in doing our duty that we transcend our fleeting mortality.”~

Hider

Name: Fandaniel si Louviere
Nicknames: Dani
Gender: Female
Sexuality: married to her duty but lowkey into chicks
Alias: The Protector; Scion of Light
Age: 427
Apparent Age: Early thirties
Race: Human
Sub-Race/Lineage or Nationality/Specialty: Precursor Descendant

Appearance: Fandaniel literally always wears her armour. To everything. Fashion is a construct created by people who die easily.

Personality: Revealed IC

History: When Albria Sumalt was excommunicated from the shared household, they took their family and moved to distant France, wanting to be as far away not only from the family that turned against them, but from Graivour who prophesied the events. With no further influence from their kin, Albria changed the family name from Sumalt to Louviere, to blend in better with their new environment and to remove any association they may have had with those left behind. Expanding on their belief of The Many, Albria believed that it the patron of War was both a single entity and a multitude - a great warrior, destined to fight the Enemy in the final battle, but comprised in this mortal coil of thirteen individual Scions of Light - holy warriors whose souls would grace the most powerful in a generation. Those born precursors had their anima searched by the elders of the family, and within the very recesses of their soul the Elders would find a name of one of the thirteen Scions. They believed so strongly in preparing for war against the Enemy that each Scion was trained by the very best, learning to master a single style of combat within their lifetime that they might prepare the anima within them just a little more for the inevitable great war.

Due to their holy conviction, the Louvieres became famed heroes and patrons of war - the Scions burned brilliantly in battle and craved a glorious death, that their Scion might return to the aether and find a new host to learn a new style of warfare. Over the years, many of the Thirteen were brought into the world - some many times, others only a few - but some Scions had never been named. Zodiark, the Keeper of Precepts, was yet to be ushered into the world, as was Fandaniel the Protector. Many believed that Fandaniel was an omen of the Great War, as until it was time for the battle to commence, what need did the mighty Louviere family have of a protector? Though they lost many of the number in each war, they knew it was in service to a greater task - that with each death, the resultant Scion would be more and more powerful, eventually able to form the great Patron of War with their brethren to serve The One and defeat The Enemy.

Though to be a Scion was a great blessing and the highest honour, there were rules to be followed clearly outlined in the holy scripture. Scions were devoted - wholly - to war. Their schooling was on strategy and tactics, not culture and art. Their physical regime was purely in the service of killing, not in providing succour. It was a great ask, but the Scions always shouldered their burdens with honour and poise, for The Enemy would surely not offer them any clemency, and nor could they afford to ask it of themselves. It was considered strictly forbidden for two Scions to mate - the resultant offspring could surely not carry the Anima of two Scions, and would be of no use to the family. Still, it happened far more often than most liked to admit, as the coupling of two precursors was far more likely to result in a precursor child than any alternative. The Scions themselves simply believed that their coupling would usher those Scions yet to grace the world with their presence, or those recently departed - and to a degree, they were correct.

Fandaniel si Louviere was ushered in to the world by the coupling of Pashtarot vi Louviere and Mitron su Louviere, two scions that had been reborn several times already - and was the focus of the entire Louviere family. Being born to two precursors, each with many imprinted talents, resulted in Fandaniel being born with a mastery of warfare that many could not achieve in multiple precursor lifetimes. Her knowledge of tactics was transcendent, her mastery of weaponry sublime, and her desire to kill nonexistent. She was Fandaniel the Protector, and though she was raised by her family to be an instrument of death, she was sworn by the very essence inside of her to protect. Though her birth was cause for great joy - as she was the first Fandaniel to surface - it was also an omen of the end times. She was the penultimate Scion to surface, and a large number of the Louvieres believed that the Great War was coming as a result of her birth. There were equally many who disagreed with this, however - Zodiark was not born, and so the Great War could not possibly start. Still, the family navigated carefully around her birth, several hundred years prior.

Fandaniel the Protector earned her namesake many times over the course of her military career. She was an integral part of the Louviere army in the great war - virtually unassailable in melee, and with a mind for tactics that rendered most mundane war strategies utterly devoid. Along with her fellow Scions, she slowly but surely swung the war in her family's favour. That said, the highlight of the Louviere family's victories was short-lived. Though immensely powerful, even among her fellow Scions, she was still only a single person. She had never been bested in honest one-on-one combat, but war was neither honest nor a duel. Her fellow Scions gladly threw themselves to their deaths, burning out in a brilliant blaze that they might pass their mastery on to the next Scion to be reborn - but Fandaniel the Protector simply could not let herself go. She still had purpose - she was to protect, and she had not learned enough to pass on to her next incarnation. It was custom that the Scions bore as many children as possible, but Fandaniel refused to breed with anyone that could not best her in combat. Many tried, and many failed - the elders of the family quickly grew contemptuous of her refusal to let go and allow Fandaniel's anima to be born into the world.

Though they would never set her up to fail, the Louvieres begrudged Fandaniel her solemn charge to protect. They placed her in riskier and riskier situations, begun to stop heeding her tactics and her advice, all ostensibly to allow her to achieve a flaming climax and pass on the soul of the Scion as all of her brethren had done before her - but she knew that she could not. Eventually, after one too many brushes with danger, Fandaniel relented and bore a son with Loghrif, the Transcendent. He was not born a precursor, and so he was taken away from his parents that they might try again, to bolster the dying populus of the precursors. Her next child, a girl, was born a precursor and named Ultima, the High Seraph - and though she wished for nothing but to teach her daughter the ways of war, she knew that all of that knowledge would come to her in time and the holy crusade called to her.

Fandaniel had always sought to protect as many as possible, but in the pursuit of martial perfection she had killed many she could, in another world, have called friends - and motherhood had left her emotionally raw, and physically drained. She began to lose faith in the teachings, began to doubt that the study of warfare was something she needed to do. This doubt ate away at her over the years to come, and after a particularly brutal campaign against her brethren in which she was the only survivor, she decided that she needed to flee. Fandaniel faked her own death, being declared missing and presumed dead, and fled the country. With great sorrow she left her children behind, knowing that to take them away from the family was to endanger them all, and made her way to Ominar to seek out the descendants of Graivour who bore the surname Taeryn.

Though warfare had been her life, she begun to realise that no matter the truth of the holy crusade she had given herself to, she could not watch her dying race fall before her and know that she had forsaken the one value she embodied most - Protection. Though she did not agree with the principles of the Taeryn family, she knew in her heart that they were (at least, on some level) right and only by uniting those who had seen enough loss would her people live for long enough to fulfil their ultimate purpose.

And so it was that Fandaniel si Louviere made her way to Ominar.

Belongings/Equipment

Hider

Armour.

Capabilities

Hider

Mental
- Direct
- Forceful
- Honourable
- Loyal
- Iron Discipline
- Mental Fortitude hitherto unknown

Physical

- Faster than a normal human
- Stronger than a normal human
- Heightened reflexes
- Extreme tactical awareness
- Prodigal Weaponmaster among prodigies
- Endurance to the point of people questioning whether or not she’s even mortal

Magical/Technological

Crystals [Imprinted]
Vis Crystals of various types are used as currency for the five families. Because of this, the ability to make them has been passed down through the generations.

Vis Sight [Imprinted]
This ability allows the user to see vis in the environment around them when vis is focused in the eyes. Whether it be people, animals, or even objects; if it has vis in it, they'll be able to see it with enough training. Fandaniel has sharpened her Vis Sight over many years of warfare – she has extreme situational awareness from things that most people cannot naturally sense, but is left somewhat lacking in more peaceful uses of the Sight.

Vis Sense [Imprinted]
The ability to sense, or feel vis in one's surroundings. Fandaniel’s vis sense is fine-tuned to the human form, but she is very adept at the art and is easily capable of determining the other races from one another after hundreds of years of training.

Student of Warfare [Imprinted]
Fandaniel bears the accumulated knowledge of each of her mother and father’s past lives – and is imprinted with extremely impressively detailed fighting styles for practically every known weapon. Fandaniel has mastered the art of the Shield herself, but is capable of using any non-unique weapon handed to her to the pinnacle of its ability (in theory).

Vis Shaping [Imprinted]
Fandaniel is unable to traditionally use vis. She is only really able to manipulate vis into the form of weapons, but the weapons she creates by shaping her own vis are very potent. Fandaniel is able to manifest any weapon at a moment’s notice from the arsenal that she has mastered – which is to say, almost any weapon at all.

Annulment [Not Imprinted]
The Louviere family has never manifested any exceptional talent with spellcraft. Most of their line are unable to use any form of magic beyond Vis Shaping, and using the Art the earliest Scions of Light developed a magic that creates a field in which all vis is forcibly manipulated to become the same vis that comprises the field, resulting in the unravelling of traditional magic. Annulment is considered extremely rare among the Louvieres, with only Scions ever mastering it, and none ever passing it down to their children – Fandaniel learned it at an early age, and despite constant practice she is only able to imbue her shaped vis with Annulment, allowing her weapons to cut through magic and her shield to repel it. She is able to delay the effect of Annulment on her manifested weaponry for up to sixty seconds, after which the weapon disappears and Fandaniel must manifest it again, expending the vis to shape it once more.

Relationships / Friendships:

Fandaniel's Weaponry

Fandaniel really loves her weapons. Especially her shield (but don't tell her other weapons).

⊰Manifest Anima: Planes Divided⊱

Selysze

Selysze Physiology

Selysze are humanoid creatures that typically range from around 4 feet in height to 8 feet, and are often very lithe with sinewy musculature. Selysze are typically brightly coloured, favouring the cooler colours such as purple and blue, and almost always with their soul core in the centre of their forehead or directly in the centre of their chest. This, ultimately, is where the generic racial similarities between the various types of Selysze end - as their physiology is uniquely adapted to serve the concept that embodies them.

Like their brethren, Selysze undertake various Trial and Growth stages - but these are much more than the expansion of abilities or the alteration of form. To a Selysze, the trial and growth stages they undertake are personal, spiritual journeys - they are the discovery of self and what it means to be the concept that they embody. They are the product of past experiences, and the insight gained from new experiences - and to a Selysze, they are both sacred and plentiful. Many Selysze undergo a great deal more Trial and Growth stages than their brethren, doing so to further refine the Will and intent that encompasses their being. Just as there are many facets to a single jewel, there are many ways in which a concept can be embodied. Justice is both the executioner's axe and the judge's mercy, and it is this continual process of change that allows a Selysze to hone what they are. As a result, their physiology and magical ability is wont to change readily, as is the inherent geas that they produce.

Selysze lack an on-demand shapeshifting ability, but are able to change their physiology in one of their many growth stages - but these occur frequently enough that if one were to meet a Selysze and encounter them a month later, they would most likely have changed their body or their magic in some small but noticeable away. As time goes on, each Selysze focuses further and further into specific aspects of the concept that they embody, and as they change, so too does the geas that they naturally produce. As the geas is also what drives the Selysze, it is subtly changed as their experiences grow - and those under its compulsion steadily take on little tics reminiscent of the Selysze at the time of the geas' creation within them.

In order to reproduce, a Selysze splits its soul core in half and inserts this into the anima of another being, placing them under more powerful but far less compelling geas, as the additional power allows the geas to infuse with the target's will rather than compete with it. The soul core then gestates within its host, drawing from their experiences and adapting to what they are by sapping the vis infused with their intent. Eventually, the new core emerges from its host painlessly and largely without causing injury, though the host is noticeably sapped of vis and often never fully shakes the lingering effects of the geas. The gestation period is usually between two to three years, which allows the host to have a variety of experiences that will shape the nature of the new Selysze.

Selysze Abilities

The Selysze are both born of and entirely beholden to the Will, the fundamental force of order that suffuses all of reality. It is through the Will that intent is poured into Vis, and so the Selysze are uniquely adapted to infuse their own vis, as well as the vis of others, with intent - with different implications for both. The Selysze are, by and large, completely beholden to a single idea or emotion that is poured into everything they do. Some are beacons of compassion, others a living incarnation of destruction - though all, through either chaos or order, advance the agenda of all Licentia and the Will as a whole as per the inscrutable vicissitudes of fate.
Magically speaking, the Selysze are adept at whatever it is their concept lends itself to. Selysze with the concept of Truth are analytical, capable of impelling others to be forthright and honest. Selysze with the concept of Compassion are kind to the extreme, able to deliver succour beyond compare to those who are suffering. Whatever they may require to fulfil their purpose is what they are able to do, no more and no less. As the Selysze are sensitive to the Will and are by nature narrowly focused, they lose sense of all else when they become aware of something that the intent roiling within them would have them address, and once the task at hand ceases to align with their intent, they lose all interest and all power over it. The innate compulsion of a Selysze results in a largely nomadic lifestyle, as they are driven to seek out and correct perceived imbalances in the Will that conflict with their concept. Their scope of power lies solely in the ministration of this concept, and once their task is complete or when the task no longer aligns with their concept, they lose all interest in it and are powerless to interact with it until it becomes relevant to them once more. Put simply, a Selysze only learns magic that is connected to the fulfilment of their fundamental purpose – they may learn any magic that does so, and are unable to learn any magic that does not. If magic that has been learned ceases to aid them in the fulfilment of their purpose, they become unable to use it, and if a type of magic previously inaccessible to them becomes relevant to them, they are able to learn it.

Each Selysze boasts a unique variant of their racial power, the geas. Due to the sheer strength of intent that a Selysze's vis contains, and their connection to the Will, they are able to manifest in others a compulsion of their intent, albeit far less powerful than the pull that the Selysze themselves feels. A geas of Truth would impel those under it to speak the truth, a geas of Compassion would impel those under it to offer aid and succour to the needy, a geas of Death would impel those under it to kill. The geas is manifested in a small field, two feet in radius, around the Selysze at all times - though this can be controlled by sufficiently experienced Selysze. Each Selysze is also capable of using a shard of their soul core, inserted into the anima of another being, to infuse them with a sliver of the Selysze's Geas - this gives the being a lesser compulsion according to the concept that the Selysze embodies, and varies in strength depending on the power of the Selysze imparting the Geas and the willpower or mental fortitude of the recipient. For most, the compulsion is strong enough to alter their way of thinking enough that they take on certain aspects of the concept in the day-to-day life, but little beyond that. The compulsion of the natural geas is far more powerful, however, due to the proximity of the Selysze - but this also results in the immediate cancellation of the effects of the geas should the target leave the field.
As with any geas, the compulsion can be resisted - but if the target does not act in accordance with the geas placed upon them, the infusion of foreign intent overwhelms them and temporarily leaves them unable to infuse vis with their own will - this prevents most traditional spellcasting, but does not prevent the use of abilities that only shape vis.

Selysze Culture and History

The Selysze are distant ancestors of the Ahldreian, taking from them their unique connection to the Will. In so doing, the core tenets of Selysze culture were formed: Become one with the Will, and enact it howsoever you are able to. The earliest Selysze were not as intensely driven as their modern brethren, and their unique senses were not so clearly formed - they were essentially handymen, going around Torqueo and finding situations that were the antithesis of the concept that they embodied in order to remedy them. As the purpose of the Licentia as a whole shifted, so too did the purpose of the Selysze - though they were always beholden to the Will and as a result less prone to the zeitgeist that the ever-changing Licentia often found themselves in.

The Selysze only really appear in the histories of other races, as their culture is so often ingrained with that of the other Licentia. Additionally, Selysze are not enormously common, and while they are common enough to be by and large known by Licentia as a whole, they are not so common as to be mentioned frequently or be common in any history except that of the other races, where they are occasionally mentioned due to some interaction.

The Selysze very quickly became the manifestations of concept that they are today in part due to the tumultuous nature of the Licentia and in part due to the time frame. Their culture revolved around the celebration of individuality and the ways in which they could enact what they perceived to be the Will's demands, but this very quickly fell to the wayside as the inherent geas within the Selysze became stronger and stronger as time went on. The loosely held together culture of the Selysze crumbled as quickly as it was made, with the Selysze so ensorcelled by their own geas that they very rarely interacted with one another.

Many Selysze are constantly on the move, using their unique senses to find disturbances in the Will that relate to their concept and righting them. Many do this tirelessly, spurred on by the conviction of intent that defines them - and their senses are strong enough and their problems plentiful enough that they never run out of things of to do. Some, however, are able to rest for periods of time - either due to the nature of their compulsion, or due to being unable to sense disturbances nearby that their compulsions demand they correct. When resting, Selysze still embody their concept, but are generally very understanding and open, and keen to aid those in need and offer their services wherever possible. They yearn for adventure, as each experience they undertake furthers their understanding of the Will and enables them to better serve it. While most races have their fair share of deviants who rebel against the ideals of the race, Selysze are inherently bound to the Will. They are unable to separate themselves from it, and as it is a key to the fundamental geas that makes up their being, they are equally unable to resist it.

Selysze do not take names of their parents’ choosing or their own choosing, instead being referred to by the concept that they embody. This leads to much confusion among the other races if multiple Selysze embodying the same concept are encountered simultaneously, but the Selysze can inherently sense when someone is referring to them rather than their brethren.

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~"Fate is ours to mend or to break. Follow your own Truth, and hope that it lends itself to help over harm."~

Basic Information

Name – Truth
Nicknames – N/A
Gender – N/A
Sexuality – N/A
Alias – The Arbiter
Age – 3053
Apparent Age – N/A
Race – Licentia
Sub-Race/Lineage or Nationality/Specialty: Selysze / Eximius

Appearance: See picture. Stands at 6'4" in human form, weighing approximately 100 pounds.

Hider

Truth is, as most of their race are, first and foremost the very incarnation of the concept that they embody - even more so due to their status as an Eximius. Truth is almost completely amoral in the traditional sense, being unable to even fathom of the concept of judging someone against a societally approved set of rules and laws. Their only loyalty is to the truth and the Will, and they perceive disturbances in the Will where lies are obfuscating information that should be known; this is the only metric which they are capable of extending to others. Truth comes across as cold and logical, preferring to avoid personal connections in favour of objective and binary relationships. To some they act as an interrogator, and to others they act as a form of conscience - Truth themselves see no distinction between the two, recognising only that their concealment is a disturbance that demands correction. Truth both shows and feels very little emotion, driven only to correct the imbalances that grate against its senses wherever they arise - and as a result often does not form any sort of long lasting relationship with others. This fundamental disconnect results in them often being perceived as brusque and short in conversation, though they do not necessarily intend for this to be the case.

While not warm and personable by any stretch of the imagination, Truth is not unapproachable. Many are compelled by their extraordinarily powerful geas to confess deep-seated secrets and lies, and while these little things are not what Truth is driven to seek out and correct they feel relieved to help any release the burden of a lie - and in this sense, can be considered somewhat friendly. Truth detests those who scheme and plot from the shadows, preferring an honest and open discourse in any situation possible - though this should certainly not be confused with contempt for the context of the actions, however, only for the act of dishonesty in and of itself. As Truth is naturally driven to seek out these perceived imbalances, they learned during their younger years to try to hide the more uncomfortable aspects of their personality behind the auspices of a higher power - mortals especially are prone to belief in deities or powers higher than themselves, and Truth often takes on the mantle of such in order to undertake its compulsive behaviour.

Many creatures gain wisdom with age, but Selysze that grow old are only more driven by their compulsions. Truth is no exception to this, and though they have managed to shift their scope away from little imbalances to the larger sort they are fundamentally unable to stop themselves from working. As Truth requires very little in the way of rest, they are usually constantly analysing situations to determine the extent of any damage that lies have caused or are gathering information from those involved. Truth investigates such things with a tireless and objective eye, and is dogged in their pursuit - once locked on to a disturbance, nothing short of death can shake them of their task. It cannot be said that Truth lacks a sense of danger per se, more that despite any conventional wisdom stating otherwise the compulsion that forms the core of their being overrides any and all attempts by Truth to ignore it. As is the case with many of their kind, Truth once felt frustration and anger at this part of themselves - but age has, in this case, mellowed them enough for them to at least coexist with their compulsion rather than allow it to take over every aspect of their life.

That is not to say that Truth does much other than uncover the truth, however. Truth simply spends its spare time honing its skills in the service of its compulsion when it cannot sense a disturbance great enough to rouse it to action. Truth enjoys activities such as logic puzzles and cryptography, which it tends to avidly complete when not focusing on doing much else. Though the compulsion it bears is extremely strong, Truth is able to reconcile this with taking time to ensure that it is capable of ousting lies when it spots them. In the same vein, Truth is a veritable storehouse of information relating to all things factual and legal purely in service to its need to spread fact and dispel fiction - while it does not personally follow any such codes, those it is impelled to assist do follow such creeds and its knowing them is vital to ensure their success. As a particularly old Selysze, Truth is well aware that objective truth is extraordinarily rare to find. Many disturbances are caused by a subjective belief in what the truth is and how much of it should be revealed, and so Truth is compelled primarily to force people to tell the truth only in the context of their own moral code. This often results in an outcome that does not necessarily satisfy Truth on a personal level, but does satisfy their compulsion - and once the compulsion has been quelled, Truth is free to give its own opinion on the matter.

All-in-all, Truth is as simple as honest as their namesake. They wish only to free others from the burden of lies, as it is only through a complete knowledge of truth that a truly wise decision can be made and the Will can be satisfied.

Hider

Truth has been a leader among the Selysze for many years, though their origins and ascension to Eximius are largely shrouded in mystery and hearsay. Truth prefers not to linger on what has been done, but on what is yet to be done - and is in Ominar because they sense an enormous disturbance in the Will leaking into the city. Not one to allow this to go uncorrected, Truth plans to pledge themselves to the service of Medius and unravel the mysteries they sense looming on the horizon.

Hider

Hider

- Immune to mind-altering effects, including mind control and the geas of other Selysze.
- Permanently affected by a geas that compels them to tell the truth and bring truth to light where it has been willfully hidden.
- Vast and extensive knowledge of many subjects and topics relating to law, history, and culture.
- Exceptional puzzle-solving skills and knowledge of ciphers, as well as many other linguistic and written methods of concealing the truth.
- Eidetic and limitless memory; perfect recall.
- Uniquely attuned to the Will, able to sense disturbances in it relating to its specific geas.



- Physically weak.
- Unimpressive stamina.
- Average reflexes.
- Potent vis sense, extending to the identification of individuals and vast insight into most forms of vis manipulation.
- Little to no physical combat experience.



- Geas Mastery

Truth has achieved such mastery over their fundamental geas that they are able to utilise it in many more ways than the average Selysze. The area that their inherent geas covers is ten feet in radius, and its effect is so strong that only those with legendary mental resistance or equivalent/greater power levels can hope to fully resist it. If Truth manages to insert a fragment of its soul core into an individual, the geas is so overwhelmingly powerful that it can only be resisted in exceptional circumstances, or by those vastly more powerful than Truth. Truth is able to mould vis into a rune that conveys the geas at 50% of its normal potency to those touching it. Additionally, if Truth has inserted a fragment of their soul core into someone and is manifesting their geas in that way, the geas is able to force them to comply to Truth's definition of honesty, rather than their own definition of honesty - which is typically far more objective and brutal.

- Illusion Mastery

Similar in vein to the power of the Ahldreian, though vastly weaker by comparison, Truth is able to use its connection to the Will to produce exceptionally convincing illusions, realistic to the point that even with the ability to sense vis the illusions are challenging to dispel. This is most commonly used personally, in order to better blend in with the environment and raise less suspicion. Though loathe to do so, Truth is capable of using their illusory magic for the purposes of deception if - and only if - it will allow them to uncover a deeper deception or it will allow them to remain undetected. Truth commonly uses their illusory magic to display information to specific individuals without the notice of others, as well as to visualise challenging concepts or puzzles either to aid in their own mental workings or to share these insights with others.

- Spell Theory Mastery

Though not inherently suited to combat magic, Truth's knowledge of the workings of magic combined with their attunement to the Will produces a uniquely specific affinity for the mechanics of magic. Truth is able to dissect the mechanics behind most forms of vis manipulation or spellcraft by being able to sense the intent within the vis, being able to sense the vis being used, and combining this with their expansive knowledge - Truth will know the purpose of practically any spell they come across, and is often able to deduce a suitable counter to this magic if the situation calls for it - though they are typically not able to manipulate their vis in a sufficient manner to utilise this knowledge in a practical manner unless it corresponds to a field of magic they are familiar in, they are capable of sharing this knowledge with allies that do have the capability to enact it. If Truth extends their vis to another individual while they perform any form of vis manipulation, they are able to gain a fundamental understanding of the ability used by the target.

- Telepathy

Truth has exceptionally powerful telepathy, able to communicate with and monitor people over extremely vast distances due to its connection with the Will. Truth can maintain up to as many as ten links to vis-infused objects or people within the same realm, and if a fragment of their soul core is embedded within a being or object, they are able to maintain a telepathic link to them across the realms, though this does not extend into Pylae. At a short distance, Truth can telepathically communicate with any number of beings, and due to their natural ability to sense intent via vis, are able to essentially link their minds with a single individual within a short distance of them provided that the target is either willing or is under the effect of Truth's geas. This connection allows Truth to read the target's mind and vice versa.

- Teleportation

Truth is fairly skilled at teleportation magic, though they are only able to transport themselves. With the proper preparation and time, Truth is able to teleport between Torqueo and Medius, though is unable (and unwilling) to breach Pylae or Priscus.

- Combat Magic

Truth is largely unskilled in combat magic as their natural compulsion does not require them to engage in combat.

⊰Manifest Anima: Planes Divided⊱

♤ Darius M Cain ♤

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Time

Day 4~ 3 P.M.

Location

Darius’ office, within Ominar

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Darius felt contentment for the first time in his years within Ominar. It was rare and something he wished he could cherish easily, but his mind kept wandering to the consequences and pain of doing such a thing. His position didn’t provide allowance for luxuries such as love, companionship and trust to the fullest extent. It was a balancing game of how much paranoia he should exercise and how much trust he could risk. If he leaned too far one way, he could easily be shot back down to the bottom of the food chain. With any sort of power in the underworld, there was often a struggle to keep it.

After his meeting with Mr. Aeon, Darius rose from his chair and casually walked to the nearest window. His arm reached out and slowly pushed the thick curtains, both designed to block out any spying eyes and daylight itself, to the side. Sunlight flooded his office and chased away the shadows behind him.

A subtle, small satisfaction entered his mind upon seeing it. He deeply wished Szayeis was nearly as easy to banish from his life. His eyes darted back to the window and absorbed the setting outside, seeing the city bustling in its daily activities. Gradually, his arms folded behind him and hands rested at the nook of his back. Darius’ twin tails swished behind him idly in thought.

After the previous day's antics, Nabriales Taeryn had decided to take the day off from any shenanigans or wacky adventures that inevitably spiralled beyond his control. Today was going to be a day of rest, relaxation, and simple alchemy - the mundane things in life that brought a small measure of order to an otherwise chaotic world.

That lasted for approximately ten minutes before Nabriales got bored of order and decided to try his hand at something more fun.

For many years now he'd produced whatever drugs the various cartels and gangs around the city wanted - it was a side venture to keep him occupied (and make an enormous amount of money that he cared very little for) and little else. Recently, however, he figured that the worst any of the gangs in the city could feasibly do to him would be complain at Darius Cain and hope that the foxy fellow would bring him in line, or attempt to take matters into their own hands. Given that he'd dosed the cocaine he made for their personal stashes with his vis that caused those who consumed it to steadily grow in affection towards him, he didn't anticipate much violence on their end - and any that slipped through the cracks could be handled discreetly and efficiently. Recently, however, he'd figured that he'd gotten himself in too deep to simply stop producing all sorts of illicit substances for them and it was beginning to bore him endlessly. His solution was to make a product that was better, safer, and unique to him to put everyone else out of business.

Still, making that happen without getting himself attacked was turning out to be more difficult than he'd anticipated - so he decided to move his monthly meeting with the fastidious fox forwards, forgetting that he was somewhat anal about when and where he met people. Nabri understood a desire for privacy, certainly, but he also did not give even the slightest damn about whether or not Darius would want him wantonly barging into his home and/or office. He grabbed a vial of a purple-ish liquid, and in his trademark fashion poofed out of Victorious Secret and directly into the middle of his office.

The trademark obnoxious poofing sound would alert Darius to his effeminate guest's presence, as would his lilting voice:

"Good afternoon, foxy!"

It was a struggle not to flinch or react when the words reached Darius’ ears. The crime boss’ lithe figure twisted about and glanced at the unscheduled and unexpected ‘guest’ with a subtle displeased look. A perk of having vulpine features was that it made reading his expression difficult for those who never bothered to learn the meaning behind certain animal tics in their body language. He knew the best way to deal with Nabri was simply to accept his quirks, the kitsune began to clear his throat and then addressed the alchemist.

“Hello, Mr. Taeryn. I wasn't expecting you today, but actually a week from now. Curiously, what brought you to pay an unexpected visit?” through Darius’ tone was polite, it was clear he hoped Nabriales’ visit was not purely to save the man from boredom.

"I knoooooooow, but I was mulling over our arrangement and I thought that we could do... Better!"Nabriales replied, giving the fox a sultry wink. He took a few steps forwards, swaying ever so slightly in that way that the boys tended to find alluring, and placed the vial in his hands directly on Darius' desk with a soft thud.

"The market for narcotics in Ominar is plentiful, and I like to think that I help make a lot of people happy... But the drugs I make also ruin lives, and they're becoming so mundane and boring that I don't know if I'm willing to live with that anymore..." Nabriales stated, doing a reasonably passable job at sounding and looking sincerely remorseful. Darius would see through it immediately, but the dramatic effect would hopefully not be lost on him.

"So I made cocaine in liquid form with no negative effects and variable addictiveness! No health issues, no crashing... And I want to make you the sole supplier!" he added, teleporting himself into a sitting position on Darius' desk, his head cocked slightly to the side waiting for a response. Though he hadn't made any particular effort with his appearance that day, the scintillating rainbow aura that he possessed was in full force and his horns were glowing with a soft blue light - even to someone straight as an arrow, Nabriales was undeniably alluring. He was used to getting by on looks in many of his social entanglements, and though Darius was not normally attracted to other men, Nabriales was often alluring enough to make people at least consider the possibility. He always searched for the slightest flicker of what-ifs going on behind Darius' vulpine eyes, though he was never sure if he was seeing something or simply seeing what he wanted to.

"Assuming that such a business venture is something you'd be... Interested in?" He added, poofing directly behind Darius and resting his chin on the fox's shoulder, peering up at him with a simultaneously suggestive and inquisitive look.

“You assumed correctly but a gift never comes without a price. However, it’s good to see your ‘remorse’ for your prior actions,” Darius inhaled and let his tone slip into sarcasm at the recollection, showing Nabri that his little acting talents didn’t go unnoted. While Nabri meant no one harm, the resulting aftermath was difficult to sort out.

Casually stepping to the side, he tilted his shoulder from under Nabriales’ chin. The fox’s expression softened as a counter to the earlier tension. It was a rare display few in his employment had ever had the opportunity to see as he turned to once more face Nabriales, preferring to keep the horned precursor within his eyesight.

“You also know I like to ensure all my bases are covered when it comes to deals. What do you get out of this, Mr. Taeryn? With you, I know it’s not the money but likely something else.”

"Attractive and observant..." Nabriales winked, taking a little step back to accommodate Darius' nudging his head off of his shoulder.

"We've known each other for long enough to be honest, haven't we?" Nabriales asked, grabbing Darius' right hand with his own for a second before poofing back onto the desk, taking a second to pick up the vial he'd laid down earlier and swirl it around in his left hand.

"I'm booooooooooooored. I've been making the same flawed product for years and years and years, and it just doesn't give me that thrill anymore!" He half-seriously whinged in the same singsong voice a child would use, though his musical timbre was soft and soothing instead of grating and pleading.

"I was originally planning to just phase the use of mundane drugs out by offering potions in my store that circumvented all of those pesky illicit substance act laws... But the authorities had something to say about it, and I had to blow three judges to get them to see things my way and avoid further legal action! All in a day's work, but I'd rather not be forced into doing these things by circumstance! Then I totally forgot about all of that... And then I got bored again and remembered!" He stated, eyes wide and hands gesticulating wildly as he spoke about the ups and downs of his little story that realistically could have been summed up with far fewer words.

"And now that I've remembered and I'm suitably bored, I just want to get the switch over and done with so I can go back to finding interesting things to do with my time... Like talking to you! I'm not really sure what I want out of this, as long as we're being completely honest - you would stand to make an exorbitant amount of money if we execute all of this juuuuust so... So what can you offer me that's equivalent to lots and lots of cold, haaaard cash?" Nabri asked, stretching out the syllables of his words in that flirtatious way that he often did, and lazily twisting a strand of his hair around his finger as he did so. While this was still a business deal, it was far more informal than he normally conducted his visits with Darius - and doubly more informal than Darius was used to in practically every other case of business he'd ever conducted.

“I got the impression you enjoy such acts time to time,” Darius stated, his posture slightly more relaxed than earlier. The behavior was expected from Nabri and in a strange sense, placed the kitsune at ease to see things playing out as expected. Familiarity was a blessing compared to what he endured during his childhood and so surprises were often met with brief, but very firm measures. It was also mildly amusing. Nabri’s display felt like an overgrown child trying to gain attention. Still, Darius knew better and he even held some respect toward the Alchemist’s gift when it came to his potions.

If push came to shove, Darius had little doubt Nabriales would’ve hit like a sixteen wheeler (at least) when the alchemist’s hand was forced.

His figure stepped toward his desk and carefully picked up the vial Nabri had brought. A paw held it close to the light and examined it, even through his ignorance of alchemy made the gesture pointless, “You haven’t done anything… unusual to this sample have you? I’d much rather not prevent additional attempts on your life. I’m not worried because one’s been successful or come close. Have they?”

"You know as well as I do that any such trickery is purely for the purposes of making sure I don't get killed by some jumped up thug." Nabriales replied, the corner of his mouth rising into a sly little smirk as he spoke. Though they both knew he was completely capable of defending himself in the event of any such attack, Nabriales' philosophy was that prevention was better than cure, and it had, truthfully, been a fairly large boon to his business and personal life to have so many unsavoury types falling head-over-heels for him. Nobody had gotten hurt, except perhaps Darius getting a headache over the whole incident, and as long as it didn't hurt anybody Nabri damn well did what he pleased, consequences be damned!

He also did that even if it did hurt people, but still.

"It just produces an effect similar to that of cocaine or speed - an intense feeling of wellbeing and euphoria, a burst of energy, and the belief that you're god's gift to the world in the sack! Difference is, it's as addictive as I want it to be, doesn't raise your blood pressure to harmful levels, doesn't make you paranoid or greedy, and has no comedown... So really, infinitely better than any of the nasty shit that your gangs peddle... And that right there..." He pointed at the vial in Darius' paw,

"... is a toned down sample at 0% physical addiction. Feel free to use it if you're so inclined... Or give it to someone else and monitor the effects on them! I just knew you'd need proof." Nabriales nonchalantly stated, losing his usual energy and talking in the clinical fashion associated with talking business - a manner of speaking Darius was certainly far more comfortable with.

"If someone had been successful, I'd have better things to do than come back here unannounced and haunt you." Nabriales winked, before continuing with the same playful tone he normally spoke in.

"Can I ask you a... Personal question, while we're being totally honest?" He added, eyes lighting up with the promise of something fun.

“I get the feeling you would still come back and haunt me just to prevent boredom,” Darius commented then paused in his examination of the product, the question paused on his tongue tip. His attention drifted to look at Nabri and raised the right side of his brow, his head cocked to the side at the alchemist.

“I suppose, but I reserve the right to either to answer it or not.”

"I don't have to worry about you being a Nogitsune, do I?" He asked, eyes glinting with a mixture of excitement and apprehension. He knew that the concerns that had been brought to him by Lily Quarin were almost certainly unfounded - but the potion that she would require in such an event would not be easy to make. Still, he'd be lying to himself if he said he didn't absolutely relish the idea of getting to make something so obscure and specific - though he couldn't have admitted it at the time, he'd likely have taken on the task for free if he didn't also need something from Lily for another one of his projects. Still, now that he was facing the subject of his current alchemical fascination in the flesh, he was very apprehensive about making something to maim or injure him.

Was a Nogitsune dangerous? If the stories were to be believed, absolutely! Was a Nogitsune who also happened to be an attractive fox with a stake in your business prospects as well as something in between friend and acquaintance dangerous enough to kill? ... No, decidedly not. Nabriales hoped that by having that conversation now he could spare himself having to make new alliances, though he knew he'd end up making the required potion in some form or another regardless of whether or not Darius turned out to be a Nogitsune. For what it was worth, he did hope it wasn't so.

"I came across a recipe for a potion to strip a Nogitsune of their... Uniquely destructive gifts, you see - and as the only Kitsune I know, my mind couldn't help but make the connection! Even if you aren't, as it's something of a race issue for you I'd want the information and decision to be in your hands regardless..." Nabriales stated, speaking much more slowly and clearly, his musical lilting paused in favour of the tone one took on when delivering somber news.

"... and I hope you appreciate the goodwill I'm showing you by bringing this information directly to you." He stated, his tone softening a little, as he poofed behind the fox and wrapped his arms around Darius and rested his head on his other shoulder. Perhaps a little overly touchy, but Darius' fur was far more fun to run one's hands through than boring old skin, and Nabriales was already a very tactile person.

Darius sighed as his right ear flickered, a sign of annoyance. He didn't have time to deal with wild fairy tales and myths over an extinct race. Whoever had placed such notions into Nabriales’ head was either playing him for a fool or thought it was a good prank, which of course the Alchemist would eat up in his boredom. Getting tired of dislodging himself from the man’s grip, Darius allowed it for now and he addressed the precursor’s misinformation about such creatures.

“Nogitsune are an extinct race so, obviously, I can’t be one. It was the few rare occasions where nearly all Licentia would actually work together to eliminate a mutual enemy. I doubt any survived,” Darius commented while he mentally strained to keep his tone leveled and his eyes from rolling over the information. During his time as a child, he had been subjected to learning topics of his choice. Kitsune, branching off to some bits about Nogitsune, were included. Sadly, it was limited to Szayeis’ allowance so it wasn’t likely everything.

Placing down the vial back upon the desk, his head tilted over his shoulder to continue the conversation.

“Seriously, Mr. Taeryn, whoever placed such a notion in your mind was either attempting to prank you or feed you false information.”

Nabriales couldn't help but smirk at Darius' rebuttal - in his paranoia he had assumed that the notion had been someone else's, and Nabriales merely the messenger when he had blatantly stated otherwise. It was comforting to know that some things, despite the variable and chaotic ways that people worked, were easily predictable - just as Darius had thought about him, Nabriales was now thinking about Darius. With a very slight squeeze he let go of Darius and poofed back on top of the desk - partly to attempt to convey some semblance of reassurance, and partly just because the feeling of fur was so nice.

"Ah - Nogitsune are believed to be an extinct race. We both know that the people who win get to write down their version of events and we all come to accept that as fact... And we both know full well how dangerous it is to not do some objective fact finding! And it's as I said, hon - I was doing some research and the recipe came up in one of my old books. I figured I'd ask if there was any credence to them so I don't end up making something very costly with virtually no use!" He laughed, though it was that particular kind of laugh that screamed "we both know I'm going to make this potion regardless because it's new and interesting and it saves me from being bored" - a laugh that Darius would know quite intimately from his repeated interactions with Nabriales.

"What I found concerns your race and I wanted to make sure you were informed! If it's little more than a fairytale then we can just lay the matter to rest." he shrugged, putting the whole notion to the back of his mind. The floodgates had been opened, though - and Nabriales was always the terribly curious type. He'd gotten a glimpse behind the curtain, and now he wanted to shine a light on the mysteries that eluded him.

"Besides... I'd hate for you to lose your figure! It'd be muuuuch less enjoyable watching you come and go if you were some avatar of destruction." Nabriales purred, letting out a deep, throaty laugh as if to imply that imagining Darius as such a thing was well and truly laughable - precisely the reaction he was hoping for, if he had to guess.

"You seem more at ease than you normally do... There's just a liiiiiittle less guard up, and there must be a reason... Did you finally take my advice and find a booty call?" Nabriales asked, half-seriously.

“First off, there’s no absolute evidence that a Nogitsune and a Kitsune are actually the same creature. At best, they are closely related in looks and possibly ancestry. So unless I was born one, I don’t see how I could become one. Second, there’s not been one seen for ages so it’s highly likely the elimination of their race was a success,” His eyes narrowed suspiciously at the laughter for a moment. A slight awareness stirred when he recalled the last time he heard that laugh and the end result. Darius inhaled a moment to catch his breath and his mind flickered over the whole topic before he realized, strangely, it made him uncomfortable.

He brushed it away then replied to the booty call remark, glad for Nabriales to drop the conversation about Nogitsune, “Perhaps, but how long it lasts depends.”

Darius wasn’t sure if he wanted to reveal Masha quite yet. While he enjoyed her company, he honestly suspected it not to last before she either hurt or discarded him. It had happened often enough in the past he refused to believe it wouldn’t now or in the future.

"What's the point of being all crime boss-y and powerful if you can't use it to have a little fun? You know as well as I do that you need to relaaaaax, and seeing as you won't let me have a shot at it I'm glad you've found someone to blow your whistle!" He chuckled - Darius was never very good at keeping these kinds of secrets from Nabriales. When one was as sexually charged as the horned alchemist (a title that could be taken two ways), and their life's pursuit was hedonism in the form of alchemy, it was very difficult to keep the carnal matters hidden. Darius had an excellent poker face, but he couldn't hide the contented look he got when he thought noone was looking. Admittedly, nobody was looking until Nabriales had randomly teleported in, but he had seen enough of Darius to immediately pick up on this very specific nuance.

"Are you embarrassed of her...? It is a her, right? Because if you've got a man on the side I'll be very hurt!" He questioned, starting off very seriously but deteriorating into a fit of giggles towards the end. He knew that that certainly wouldn't happen.

"No, not embarrassed... Worried for your reputation? Worried for her reputation?" He quickly added on, dramatically rubbing his chin as if in deep contemplation.

"Worried she'll just use and abuse you? That definitely sounds like your damage."

“Mr. Taeryn, have you tested this product on all the different races?” Darius asked, hoping to alter the topic to something he could handle more easily. It was also important to know so he didn’t accidently have the product sold to the wrong individual and risk becoming a bigger target that he already was. In the back of his mind, he assumed Nabriales had, but hearing the words were far more reassuring.

He was thankful that the alchemist had finally released him and shifted away, but his eyes didn’t follow the individual. If it had been others, he would’ve. It just showed there was some measure of trust between the two at this stage of their association with each other.

"Yes, it's been tested on Humans, Licentia and several types of Licentia hybrid, and a remarkably reluctant Prae - what's her name, by the way? - who was absolutely insane when they let go of their inhibitions... No discernible side effects, though long-term use obviously can't be monitored until it's been used long-term... But even if it ends up being damaging in the long run, we both know it'll be much less damaging than heroin or speed or meth. Besides, I don't know why you're so cautious! The stuff you're peddling now does far worse to people, and nobody blames you for that because they knew the risks going in! If you're the one organizing the sale of the stuff, you get to tell people what to expect... And you get to ensure you have sufficient damage control." Nabriales replied, once again shifting to that clinical voice that he used whenever talking about the specifics of alchemy.

"And you're right, I am remarkably difficult to compensate when sex is off of the table... I recently won some very old alchemical texts at auction, though, and I'm anticipating requiring some remarkably hard to find ingredients that money alone can't get... We can work out the specifics after you tell me allll about your fling, but something along the lines of one rare item per 1,000 doses sounds like it's worth my time?" Nabriales queried, giving Darius a rather easy offer to work with. He doubted the fox could do the math off the top of his head, but even with very rough estimations he would serve to make an enormous amount of money if he handled things well.

“My personal life is off the table, I’m afraid to say, but the ingredients are possible. I will need a list of where they supposedly can be found for a place to start tracking and I can acquire them as demand increases,” Darius already knew the possible demand that this product would create if it was as good as Nabriales claimed. It could also, if recklessly placed on the market, disrupt the entire drug system in all of Ominar. Knowing he would need to gradually introduce it at high prices, he walked around to the other side of his desk in order to retrieve a pad of paper and pen from his drawer. He knew the price could easily be negotiable later if needed.

Through he still aimed to test the sample given, he knew the trade was lopsided. A fact, for once, he was fine with since the cost of the produce should cover the loss in getting the items Nabriales would likely require.

“Honestly, foxy, I don’t know how you keep yourself sane! I know you tell yourself that in your line of work you have to keep everyone at arm's length to prevent them - and you - from getting hurt, but you're hurting yourself in a much more destructive way by not giving yourself anyone to blow off steam with! It's okay to feel excited about a new lover, it's okay to let everything but the moment go sometimes, you know? Life is for living, and while you need that paranoia to keep on living, you can give it a rest sometimes around people that you trust! If you really don't want to spill all the secrets about your little fling, don't... But you need more than one person you can let loose around, and you need to do it often. I almost worry about you! That's very unlike me." Nabriales sighed, attempting to drum some conventional wisdom into the Kitsune's head. He knew, on some level, that it'd never work - he was too set in his ways, and simultaneously too smart and too stupid for his own good. Still, he would be remiss if he didn't try to make Darius happy - after all, his entire business and personal ethos was to make as many people as happy as possible.

Sensing that Darius wasn't about to divulge any more information, Nabriales gave a little shrug and hopped off of the desk. He patted himself down and turned back to his host, raising a delicately arched eyebrow to signal that his business was concluded and to ask if Darius had anything else to add or any other requests.

Relieved the Alchemist wasn’t going to become stubborn on the subject, Darius decided this meeting had reached its end and moved toward tying off loose ends.

“I’m not the only one that chooses to live life without certain qualities. One day you might learn why I do things the way I do. I believe we’re finished until I can test the sample, and make arrangements for your payment.”

For a moment, he turned about and studied the precursor. His expression was difficult to read before he picked up the sample and placed it into the desk’s drawer. A thought crossed his mind and though he suspected he knew the answer to his next comment, the fox said it anyways.

“Also, one more thing. Damian might need his hours cut back for some errands in the future.”

Darius' request came as a bit of a surprise to Nabriales. While he could certainly make do without his assistant, if he was to begin work on the deal that he had just brokered with Darius he would likely need to increase Damian's hours, not reduce them. Even if he elected to hold back on production until such a point as the details were finalised, having Damian not in the store meant that Nabriales had to be there to serve customers, which quite severely impacted his ability to do whatever he wanted whenever he wanted.

“That's a no from me, hon. Damian's contracted to a certain number of hours in order to facilitate the smooth running of the store, and if I am to begin production within a reasonable timeframe I'm probably going to have to increase his hours. Victorious Secret is... Doing rather well for itself, if I say so myself! While the financial gains are largely irrelevant to me, the widespread success of the shop is important to ensure that my stock of rare ingredients is not diminished, and it's certainly not financially viable for you to take that on... I'll be happy to financially compensate you for any time that you would need him, though?" Nabriales countered, trying to be as cooperative as possible while firmly maintaining that he would not budge so much as an inch on the topic of reducing his hours.

“I see,” Darius commented. His figure moved to his chair then lowered to take a seat, his fingers folded together to thoughtfully press against his muzzle end. After a moment thinking, he sighed in resignation because fighting with Nabriales was an uphill battle with little to no gains. Any further energy was better served in finding another option. With that in mind, he shook his head.

“No, I’ll find someone else more suitable. I figured it was worth an attempt.”

⊰Manifest Anima: Planes Divided⊱

Day 3 - Ominar - Approximately 09:00

Interacting with @Raijinslayer's Damian and @13org's Corinna

With a weary sigh and a nod, Nabriales took a moment to compose himself before getting ready to return Corinna to the front of the store. It made sense that such a proud creature would not respond well to his offer of contrition, he supposed, in hindsight. Still - it was possible to salvage this meeting yet. His interest in the silk far outweighed his interest in the creature capable of creating it, he would freely admit - but he was more than willing to take a path whose steps did not interest him in order to reach a destination that did.

"We have different definitions of harm, it appears. Were he not my employee, I would have no qualms with your treatment of him - I'd encourage it, in fact... But he is sworn to me, and I am sworn to protect him from all outside harm - and I would consider your game with him harmful." He admitted, though it was clear he was not willing to push the point and was simply saying something for the sake of letting her know his point of view. With a wave of his hand, the fine wine would be teleported downstairs to the shop floor, neatly packed and ready to carry - and a second wave of his hand would add the selection of lingerie that Damian had picked out would be added to the little gift basket.

"Were I in your lair... I would feel as comfortable as I do now, though perhaps more alert. Due to an alchemical incident - the very same that granted me these beautiful horns - I am incapable of feeling fear. As a result, I have mastered the art of risk assessment - and I do not calculate your odds of being a risk to me above the threshold I'm willing to deem acceptable! Close, but not quite there." He offered, giving her a sincere smile to match the sincerity of his words.

"I'd like you to take the wine as a gift - independent of any business transactions we may have. It's good to find someone who appreciates such a vintage." he mused.

"And I understand completely. When you are ready to engage in a transaction, you know where I'll be! As a show of good faith, I'm also willing to make one potion of your choice (within reason) free of charge to prove to you the power that a simple alchemist can hold. Would you like to be returned to the front of the store, or to another destination within the city?" He asked, and would teleport Corinna wherever she wished - if it were anywhere outside the store the gift package would go along with her - added to it now was a business card that would allow her to teleport to the entrance of Victorious Secret once within the bounds of Ominar, and a vial of the same potion he had given Damian. The gifts may have seemed to be shallow and materialistic - but when one's business was catering to shallow and materialistic desires, it never hurt to remind potential customers of what you were capable of, even if they didn't see the gifts in the light they were intended just yet. Nabriales had faith that Corinna's curiosity would eventually overcome her wounded pride - and he had all of the time in the world to wait.