Prestige Perks: 0/1
Weight: 180 lbs.
- Face/head: Aimi's face is nothing short of beautiful for a male. His face is oval shaped, ending in a rounded, lightly cleft chin that juts out slightly, giving his jaw a strong look. He is clean shaven. His white hair is long, soft and light in the wind, reaching down to his lower back. His eyes are a sad blue color. His eyebrows are thin and curved downward slightly, only implicating more that happy\sad look upon his face. His nose is a smaller one, barely even extending out past his face. It is almost flat, but in an over all complimentary way. His mouth, a moderate size, houses a pair of small oval shaped lips. Upon his forehead is the distinctive symbol of his clan, the two red circles encompassed by black, which he wears proudly.
- Body: Aimi stands at a tall five feet eleven inches with a slender, toned body and pale skin, as though he still had the skin he had worn when he was first born. His shoulders are broad and dip inward slightly, making a sort of U shape between themselves and his slender neck. He is very well in shape, his body an almost perfect balance of muscle and leanness. Certain features are quite feminine in nature - his long legs, curvy hips and smooth skin being the most prominent of these features.
- Notable Features:Aimi has perfectly smooth skin all over his body, unmarred by any scars thanks to his regenerative ability. The bottoms of his feet are very tough, almost like leather.
Aimi is an intelligent, charming, sharp witted, silver tongued, selfish man who lives for himself and only himself. If it does not bring him pleasure to do something, he will refuse to do it. Aimi is greedy; he takes what he wants when he wants it. Aimi is prideful; he is aware of his good looks, his intelligence, his ego - all of the positive aspects about himself and he revels in them. Aimi is gluttonous; he loves food, all different kinds and delights in trying new foods. Aimi is lustful; he has ambition, and desires passionately the things he wants. Aimi is envious; when he sees someone who is better than him, he admires that person, and strives to better himself to match or overcome them. Aimi is slothful; he doesn't bother himself with work that doesn't concern him or work he doesn't enjoy, just for the sake of working. Aimi is wrathful; his temper is foul, his anger implosive, and his fury is righteous. This is not, however, to say that Aimi is a bad person by any means. Where he is greedy, he is also charitable; should it please him, he will openly dote upon others. He will not take something at some one else's expense. Where he is prideful, he is also humble. He understands that he is not perfect, and may never be perfect, but that doesn't stop him from trying to be the best person he can be. Where he is gluttonous, he is also temperate. There is more to life than food and pleasure, he knows, and he seeks out the true nature of things always. Where he is lustful, he is also chastised. More than power, more than position, more than glory he seeks knowledge, which he believes will bring power, honesty, which will bring about true glory, and purity where it may be found. Where he is envious, he is also kind. He does not push himself onto others and offers to people what wisdom he can if he believes that it will help them. Where he is slothful, he is also diligent. Fortitude, persistence and ethics are no stranger to him. Where he is wrathful, he is also patient. If there is one thing he has in spades, it is patience. Understand himself gives him the clarity required to read others, and to forgive them as necessary. In all things, himself most of all, he seeks a balance and strives to climb to higher heights in pursuit of this balance he so desperately craves.
All in all though, Aimi is a happy man. He lives life by his own rules and refuses to live for the sake of someone else. By prioritizing his own happiness above all others, he has rejected and thus prevented himself from being emotionally unbalanced. He smiles often, he sees the good in things, he's happy to interact with others, to help those as he sees fit - so long as it is his decision to do so, and not the whim of another. Conversely, Aimi is extremely socially awkward. Having been born and raised in an environment that values strength and effectiveness above all else, he has difficulty interacting with others properly outside of this sort of setting. Things which would seem ordinary and mundane if not polite, such as holding open a door for a cripple, are entirely lost on him and he would just as soon forget to hold open such a door as he would to tell the cripple to man up and open it himself.
- Hopes/Dreams: Aimi has many hopes and many dreams. To see the world, to become a world famous sword master, to love truly and be loved, etc. etc. What he wants most of all, though, is power and balance within that power, so as to not be over taken by it. Power to give and take as much as he wants, whenever he wants. That is his dream.
- Fears: Aimi fears little more than himself, or rather the things he could become.
- Combat Mentality:In combat, Aimi seeks to be the most dominant force on the field. In many respect, he's a terrible ninja. He doesn't like resorting to trickery and sneaking around if he can help it, his pride won't let him. He prefers an open field of combat, skill against skill. No tricks, no illusions, just might against might.
Battle Information Village: Kirigakure
Specialty: Taijutsu Specialist
- Ninjutsu: 35
- Taijutsu: 48
- Genjutsu: 5
- Stamina: 45 (50-5)
- Control: 33
- Strength: 42
- Speed: 49
- Instinct: 39
A multiple sword holster, capable of holding up to 20 standard long sword style blades in a 4x5 grid pattern, this holster is 35 inches in height, 8 inches long and 12 inches wide. 20 simple long swords, contained within a multiple sword holster. A 1 meter tall scroll, 2 feet in length, inscribed with the Underwater Basket Weaving Storage fuuinjutsu.
Abilities and Concentrations
|First Ability||Dead Bone Pulse - A byproduct of the treatment for a congenital disorder, Death Bone Pulse is a Kaguya’s ability to control the ossification of their bodies to rapidly replace, grow, or produce bone from their bodies. This allows the Kaguya to not only turn any part of their bodies into bone, but to grow new bones, or additional bones, or simply fashion things out of bone. All jutsu utilizing Death Bone Pulse are channeled.|
|Second Ability||Regeneration - Through various medical experiments, triggered by his initial surgery and the knowledge of it, Aimi has gained the ability to passively regenerate his body, following the standard Regeneration Abilities rules. This ability of regeneration is potent enough to even regrow limbs given enough time. Additionally, his body no longer ages in the conventional sense, giving him a form of pseudo immortality but causes a permanent -5 Stamina determent.|
A character with this concentration is able to utilize Katon, and can make and use any custom or archived jutsu that require the katon affinity. Katon has an ignition effect.
A character with this concentration is able to utilize Suiton, and can make and use any custom or archived jutsu that require the Suiton affinity. Suiton has a passive enveloping effect.
A character withthis concentration is able to utilize Napalm, and can make and use any custom jutsu that require the Napalm affinity. Napalm has a passive sticky effect.
Napalm release is an extension that combines Katon and Suiton. The user will typically use this to give themselves a field advantage and burn opponents with rapidly worsening burns, if left untreated. Napalm is a gelatinous fuel that is sticky and flammable. Its gelatinous nature also gives the fuel buoyancy, allowing it to float on water and other liquids as well as resist being snuffed out by them. Because of this gelatinous nature, Napalm is not weak to Suiton based releases but rather to Doton based ones, since burying Napalm is the most effective way of quashing the gelatin-fueled flames. Napalm is sticky by nature, and will cling onto surfaces with a Strength equal to 1/2 the Strength of the technique rounded down. Additionally, when ignited, the gel itself causes burns which range from excessively minor to 3rd degree in addition to creating a green flame.
The strength of burns on organic material from napalm jutsu is determined by the Strength stat of the technique. If no Strength stat is present, then the passive defaults to the normal Strength of a technique based off of it's rank.
Storage & Force Fuuinjutsu
This user is able to utilize Storage Fuuinjutsu and Force Fuuinjutsu, making it possible for them to utilize any jutsu with the Storage or Force Classification. Storage Fuuinjutsu can be used to store supplies, weapons, armor, or anything in between. Force Fuuinjutsu are used to release, counteract, and capture energy.
The fundamental skill of [Close Quarters Combat] indicates the user's proficiently to efficiently utilize martial arts and advanced combat moves involving the body for example but not limited to, adv kicks, grapples, adv punches, etc.
The fundamental skill of [Deft Hands] indicates the user’s proficiency with using their hands in very specific and complex movements, like sleight of hand and targeting very small and specific points on an opponent’s body. This facilitates their use of related Taijutsu in various ways.
The fundamental skill of [Rigid Structure] describes the user’s ability to adeptly position and lock in their skeletal structure to efficiently absorb blows with minimal damage to their person. This facilitates their use of related Taijutsu.
The fundamental skill of [Medicine] describes the user’s mental and physical ability to perform traditional and mainstream medicinal practices. This facilitates their use of related Taijutsu.
The fundamental skill of [Perception] describes the user’s practiced methods of more keenly focusing their senses for a short time. This facilitates their use of related Taijutsu.
The fundamental skill of [Sword Weapons] indicates the user’s proficiency with swords and sword-like weapons such as knives, daggers, sword-breakers and the like. This facilitates their use of related Taijutsu.
The fundamental skills of [Heavenly Body Control] cannot be mastered by those with less than 35 Taijutsu, Strength and Speed. These skills include those required to create almost ninjutsu-equivalent effects simply from the movement of one’s body such as animal shaped blasts of compressed air from especially positioned hands and other similar feats which are beyond reality. This facilitates their use of related Taijutsu, and requires Taijutsu Specialist.
Aimis' story begins like most Kaguya's stories do, within the Kirigakure village. He was born to an ordinary set of miners who lived within the village, though they worked outside of it. The day that Aimi was born was the happiest day of their lives, though it was quickly snuffed out as they realized not long after his birth that he had the deadly congenial disease of the Kaguya clan.
For months his parents agonized over the choice, knowing the sort of life he would be forced to live if he were to be given over to the clan. Eventually, they could wait no longer as the disease approached it's critical point and took their child before the Kaguya elders. Aimi's parents made the hardest decision of their life to give up their child. Aimi was taken in. The surgery took place on his first birthday. His present that year was the gift of life.
Aimi was quick to recover from his surgery, getting up and walking within weeks after having temporarily lost the use of his legs. The Kaguya elders took it as a good sign, and as he grew up, they were pleased to see that he was a strong boy in both spirit and body. They trained him, molded him, made him into a boy warrior as all members of the clan were required to do. He was never told about his mother and father living within the village and was raised throughout his childhood in believing that his adoptive parents were all that he had. But, Aimi's one 'weakness' in the eyes of the Kaguya was his kindness.
This kindness was assassinated by the end of his academy exams, where he was forced to kill a prisoner, condemned to die. The event devastated young Aimi, and for many years as he was struck by puberty and he rapidly grew into the man he became, he would view the world as dark and twisted, full of potential but entirely out of his reach. He channeled his energy, his anger, his suffering into his work and the perfection of his mind and body, growing strong and staying strong. At thirteen he picked up a sword seriously for the first time and dedicated himself to learning how to use it. Years before this, he had been assigned to a squad and regularly went on missions with them. On his off time, when he wasn't sent out for a mission or wasn't working on perfecting his body, he would read; books, scrolls, newspapers, anything he could get his hand on. He learned quickly that a mind needed books like a sword needed a whetstone.
At fifteen, he participated in the chunin exams, and failed. He lost his match against the genin that he'd been paired up against to fight and so failed his exams, while his team mates went on to pass. He was later paired with another team and, a year later, put through the exams again. He failed once more, for the same reason. For the third time he was put onto a new team of genin, now the oldest member at seventeen. During the year between exams, though, he trained more furiously and became more adept at the art of being a shinobi than either of his team mates could hope to become at their age. On his third try, when once again faced with another genin, he was victorious. Overwhelmingly so.
He beat them into submission by beating them within an inch of their life, using guile, skill and raw power to his advantage. The Jounin watching him later told him that "He should have killed the poor sap; it would have been kinder." It was these words that sparked a second metamorphosis in him, though this one much slower burning. Over the course of the next 4 years, as he continued to train and work and, eventually, take and pass the Jounin exams, an idea was brimming in the back of his mind that grew like cancer. Then, not long after his twenty first birthday, the cancerous ideal burst forth in his mind like a paper bomb, and suddenly everything was clear to him. This explosion of thought is what lead to his current state of mind, as well as being reunited with his parents.
Of his own volition, on his own time, Aimi began to seek out his birth parents, having been told years back that his real parents lived, or at least had lived when he was a baby, in the Kirigakure. It took him a little over a week to find them, and the reunion was touching, to say the least. His mother was outside of her home, sweeping the walkway when she looked up and saw him. He saw in her eyes his own, and she froze when she saw him. When she ran forward and hugged him, Aimi thought it was the happiest moment of his life.
They caught up, the two of them, while they waited for his father to get home. His father, he learned, worked as an ore miner in a mine roughly fifteen miles away from the village. He learned that she had given up mining after having him and worked as a habachi chef in the village these days, having been freed from slavery some years back. He was told how they had watched him grow up from afar, seeing him after he graduated from the academy, when he'd run around the village with his team mates growing up, how they'd witnessed him passing the chunin exams, hearing of him from a couple of shinobi she served that he had passed the Jounin exams and everything else that she could get when she could get it. It was around the end of this explanation, well into the night, that Aimi's father came home, and what a giant of a man he was! His father easily towered over him by a foot, his mother by a foot and a half! Aimi had never felt more secure in his life than when his father held him in his arms for the first time.
From that day on, Aimi would meet with his family whenever he could. Being a Jounin, as well as a full grown man, he paid little mind to if the Kaguya clan elders cared that he saw his family or not. He was loyal to the clan who had saved his life and made him strong, and he had found a love for his family he never knew he had. He grew to know them, and they to know him, and all the while he continued working as a shinobi, his efforts now fueled with the idea that in going out on missions he was protecting not just the village and the clan but also his mother and father.
So it was, so it goes.
The Finding of the Slayer of Worlds...
Midway through his life's journey, Aimi found himself upon a dark road in a wooded forest, for the clear path was lost. He was in transit, heading towards his mission in the fire country when he came across an unusually quiet, unusually still piece of forest. Immediately he could tell that something was wrong, the air was different here. He hadn't seen a sign of civilization for miles beyond the road he'd been travelling on, and in an episode of absent-mindedness, he'd strayed from the path and ended up there. The trees, the further he went in, were dead or dying, gnarled and twisted. Nothing seemed to be growing. The ground seemed to grow harder with each step, until all was seemingly dead.
Turning around a tree, he was stunned by what he saw. There, in the ground, buried almost to the hilt was a sword on fire with blue flame. Wrapped around the blade, the guard, the hilt and the pommel were scrolls, unwrapped, filled with writing. Sealing jutsu he was able to identify, but not what sort. Intrigued by this, he moved to approach and was repelled by pain, his flesh falling from his bones. That was when he noticed the red mist that surrounded the blade, making all smooth and death, repelling all life. It was only by the grace of his quick reflexes and regeneration that he was spared the same fate.
Aimi marked this location in his head, back tracking out of the dark wood to find where he had been on the road and remembering it well, going so far as to mark his passing on a tree. He went about his mission, doing it dutifully but his mind was on the sword and the mystery surrounding it. He found himself desiring the blade and it's mysterious power, wanting to unravel it's mystery and why it was sealed away there. With his mission a success, he sought out a blacksmith and requested a special sheath, claiming that his was only a temporary measure and not when he normally used. His own sheath was in disrepair, he claimed, and paid the blacksmith handsomely to get it done as quickly as possible. He requested that it be made of pure, heat treated, tempered iron.
Once the sheath was completed, he went back to the dark wood and there found the sword once again. He'd spent days thinking of how to retrieve it properly, and he put the plan into motion as swiftly and elegantly as he possibly could. He removed the seals from the rotted earth, he drew the blade from it's tomb, he sheathed the flaming sword and he coated the iron sheath in the myriad of complicated fuuin jutsu, using his own chakra to keep it in place. He feared that it was only a temporary measure, though, and so quickly spirited the blade away from that dead place.
On his way back to the Kirigakure, Aimi hid the blade where only he would know where to look, thoroughly covering it up and disguising its presence as best as he could. Once he was certain that it would not be disturbed, he left that place and returned back to the village, keeping the sword in the back of his mind for the day he might need it, naming it The Worldslayer.
So it was, so it goes.