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Lets Try This Again

Post by Ace Trainer » Sun Jul 07, 2019 3:49 am

Shio stood on the shore of the island with his hands hanging limp at his side. His eyes were fixated on the horizon resting over the mountains before him. Scouts had been sent ahead and had detailed where most of the largely groups of people were, but for the most part this small island had an even distribution of people throughout it's land. It would take Shio a fair amount of time to get through each area, doing whatever he needed to do to them. He had been given the freedom of choice, the village didn't seem to have a particular preference on what to do with these people. The land belongs to Kirigakure now, the 3 large ships holding minor shinobi, construction workers, and various amounts of equipment needed to build a small outpost and docks made that clear. But it was up to Shio to either get the people on the island on board with their new citizenship, or get rid of them. Not necessarily in that order.

The boy, only 10, had a great deal of responsibility on his shoulders. This was also a unique opportunity for him to test his limits. No shinobi would be with him, he had made sure of that. Despite being only a chuunin, this had been ordained as 'his' mission, much to the chagrin of the various higher ranking shinobi who were overseeing it's events. Shio had made it clear though, if other villages caught wind of these events -- not that there was any reason for them too -- he needed the bulk of the forces together and in one place to act. He'd be more than capable of managing himself. But, regardless, out on the island, he'd be among the native people and no others, just the boy and the universe, and their subjects. This brought an additional layer of approach he needed to balance with this mission. If this was a test of his abilities, it made far more sense for him to take a more aggressive approach. Which abilities was this testing though? Surely if he was meant to lead his people he should test his ability to bring followers to his way, yes?

The tenants of strength taught by Kirigakure were ambiguous to a more....selective individual. Strength was not a single concept determined by muscle mass and body counts, but instead by the ability to master fields and assert yourself within your own domain. There is strength in compassion just as there is in aggression, something Shio had been taught all his life. As a leader, he would need both, surely. But in this moment, perhaps from his immaturity, perhaps a childish desire for fun, who knows what. He couldn't help but feeling and itch to test his limits. Most likely because he was always having to restrain himself and Shio was very rapidly becoming aware that such restraint wasn't entirely fun.

Finally, he began to step off.

He dug his feet into the dirt and a slow walking pace quickly transformed itself into a blur as the boy accelerated at his full speed. He had no one to wait for, and the blinding pace was something few shinobi were able to keep up with as it were. He'd be at the first stop in minutes. Less than 100 people lived in this area, several farming families that intermingled and settled happily together. Sharing the fruits of their individual labors for a delightful serenity that would last lifetimes, and it was Shio's job to disturb that. Or potentially just leave things as they were and let them have their peace. There was some rough understanding of the comings and goings of the region and it had not entirely escaped Shio's considerations to play some political experimentation. Not something he should be doing though, he knew that. It didn't escape his considerations, but he knew better.

It was no time before he stood on a hill, overlooking an expanse that was really nothing but various types of fields, and periodic houses, small buildings that would house only a few and nothing more. No more than 100 people in this area.

He jumped off the cliff he was overlooking, landing on the ground with a heavy thud that didn't match his weight by any means, the deep impressions in the dirt betraying the raw power held in his body. He smiled, his left hand cupping his right as his thumb pressed against each finger. Switching hands and repeating the process, Shio did something he suddenly felt very confident in. His people had taught him so many things, but most of all the power of the voice.

With a smirk, he stepped forward slowly.

"Lets go"
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Lets Try This Again

Post by Ace Trainer » Sat Jul 13, 2019 1:22 am

Shio had been raised a prodigy. A boy with the world at his hands, free to do whatever he wanted. This testimony he'd been given every day of his life didn't seem to match the reality he lived in, however, as he always had people telling him what to do. First his parents, the various people within his compound, his religious teachers, his school teachers, village officials. So many mechinations and movements that he had little control over but were so central to him. It felt very strange. So now, for the first time in his life, when he was able to act on his own accord, he felt a sudden surge of both confidence and deviousness. He had full freedom here. And as his body launched forward towards the small village before him, he quickly found himself standing on top of a house in the center of the small arena.

"COME"

His voice bellowed. Like thunder through the skies. People rushed from their homes looking for the source. These were not a people familiar with the world, with shinobi, or anything like that, and were instantly awed, confused, and unsure. Had that voice come from this little boy? His baggy shirt and loose fit pants hardly gave way to the idea of some sort of super human.

He looked over them all, arms crossed. Suddenly Shio felt very powerful.

He could kill them all. He could. The kunai that sat in his weaponry pouch was more than enough to clear out this group. It would take little to no time for him to work through these people. Seventy Five? A hundred? They would be defenseless. He'd clear half the group before they even realized what was happening. He took a step forward, putting his foot on the edge of the house and looking closer. He was maybe only 10 feet up but it felt as if he was looking down on insects.

No wonder power so often corrupted, as he had been taught. This feeling was...intense.

He weaved a set of hand seals, murmuring erupted from the crowd. Someone asked who's child he was, others concerned he was deranged, others quickly losing interest.

The hand seals stopped, and Shio smirked.
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Messiah
S-rank Status Genjutsu
Prerequisite: 50 Genjutsu, 50 Control, 35 Stamina, 35 Instinct, the user must remain speaking for the duration of the genjutsu.
A genjutsu designed to be performed on large groups, after forming the proper hand seals, the user will speak. They can speak on any topic, and anyone who hears their voice while this genjutsu is active will be captured in it. This technique lasts for 10 posts, but will end prematurely if the user stops speaking at any point. Because the initiator is rolling with their voice, the impact of the technique is based on the length they’ve been within it, not the length in which it’s been active.
1st post: The afflicted will feel an overwhelmingly desperate urge to find the source of the voice and keep their eyes on the source.
2nd Post: Once they have seen the user, the afflicted will feel a sudden feeling of both reverence and fear that gets increasingly powerful over the course of the technique. Those without strong wills will feel as if they need to surrender, hopelessness sinking into their gut,
3rd Post: The afflicted will feel weakness through their body, increasing as any distance between themselves and the user is reduced, making resistance and the even movement incredibly mentally taxing.
4th Post: Anyone within the genjutsu this long will feel their willpower draining from them, most often completely paralyzed by the overwhelming authority of the user.
5th Post; Most anyone will have felt all power drained from their body, falling to their knees in reverence, fear, and obedience.
For all posts following this feeling is only increased and compounded.
The user cannot act in a way that would bring harm to any of the victims of this technique or the technique will end.
"The world is larger than you'll ever realize. Great beasts roam these lands in shadows, in realms untouched by man, spirits and demons. Ghosts and devils. All wander just out of reach, looking for your bodies as conduits to our world. There exists men who lift mountains, spit fire and split oceans. And here you sit, ignorant to it all."

As his voice rolled through the town, heavier than ash, boomed through their "streets" but still managing to whisper in their ears, Shio watched as they all fixated on him. Panic, confusion, something in between. People who hadn't heard him before wandered from their homes in a hurried haze, people came from out in the fields, running and tripping over themselves. Shio looked out at the crowd that had formed.

These were his people now.

"This world is nothing like you know. I am a conquerer. This world is MINE.", his voice thundered through the skies again, "And you are my people. Small. Fragile. I am sent here to protect you all from the great evils this world hides in the shadows.", he spread his arms out wide. This was Shio's purpose. He felt so assured in it suddenly. So much authority dripped from his lips as he spoke and watched these people slowly and independently fall to their knees as the genjutsu settled into them. "What have you in your lives but farms, watching clouds and simple problems. You ask for rain? I bring you storms.", his throat rumbled after this reverberating through the air above him, the deep tones breaking up ice in the atmosphere, vibrating with his voice causing them to turn to clouds. Shio had tested this a few times, he knew he could bring rain, he just hadn't quite gotten the skill down yet. "I ask not for your money, nor your homes, I demand your FAITH.", he voiced raised in tonality again, shaking through the homes. Anyone not at their knees suddenly dropped.

Shio jumped down from atop the building, now standing directly in front of them. A mere child, they all knew it, but none would question... "Whether you asked for him or not. Your Messiah is here.", Shio's ego had been tempered his entire life. In this moment, it was being allowed to be let loose.

"what you feel in your stomachs, in your throat, is not fear. I promise. It is reverence! It is the universe calling you now and telling you that your faith will be paid in spades and your piety in safety.", he touched the first person before him on the head, a gesture he'd seen from his priests so many times. She fell to the floor, tears streaming from her face. Shio couldn't discern if it was fear or passion. Maybe both.

"Monsters lurk in this world. Men who want to bring you pain and suffering. That will burn your villages to the ground. But you are safe now. You will always be safe so long as my voice carries the winds.", he continued to talk. In the back of his mind, he wondered about this. These people were simple, and while the genjutsu was having a great effect on them, he couldn't help but consider that part of it was that they would likely believe everything he said regardless. He voice carried with depth across their farms with ease, and they had witnessed him leap through the air, summon clouds with his voice. Sure, Shio was strong. Likely the strongest they've ever seen. So when the genjutsu ended, would he be able to keep them faithful? Time would tell, surely.

He dug his foot into the ground, making a shape as he spoke.
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"You are safe under my guise. My voice will speak to you all. Through your dreams, through your deeper mind. I will be present.", he leapt backwards, back onto the roof top. "This symbol marks my people. Those under my protection. Adorn yourselves with it. Adorn your homes with it. And you will be safe."

He stopped talking. The genjutsu ending. The people, remaining on the floor. As the feeling would leave their bodies, Shio watched faithfully. Hopeful they'd remain reverent of his presence.

"Eyes on me.", he demands. They all took their eyes from the ground, locking them onto the small boy.

"Fortune favors faith.", he said, his voice cooing to them all, soft and gentle, just in their ears.

He descendant back through the crowd, walking. People reached for his feet as he walked, tugging on his clothes as he moved through the crowd. These were his people now.

He smiled, one village down
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