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He knew this woman would give such a straightforward remark in regards to his own. He knew very well the machinations of the beast that was Naraka’s circle of life and he imagined this was no different as he began to stretch the very fibers of his being. When she finished laying out her words of...

The ascension of a dragon… for all it was worth the title that Ikki bore was not one he took lightly. He saw himself as the beacon for the newest generation despite his shortcomings as both heir to the demon and a shinobi alike. He wasn’t going to quit after he had come so far, fought so many...

Ikki trudged along behind this woman, and where she moved effortlessly, he moved with the weight of the world on his shoulders. His body cried out, but his mind was wrought with awe at the inspiring entirety of this place. While it wasn't out of the norm to see beasts of nature living in...

Ikki felt his heart pounding in synchrony with the world around him, struggling to adapt to his new circumstances. Each breath he took seemed to fill his chest with an overwhelming force, while his mind raced with its own complexities. Amidst this chaos, he could hear a voice, distinct and...

Ikki knew he would inevitably strike a nerve with her but the very essence of his being needed a course correction. It was as if mother nature itself was giving him a lesson in being humble as the very foundation of the pride he held so dear was shattered in a matter of minutes. He had been so...

Their playground of carnage was stripped away not long after things had come to an end. Ikki knew very well what he was doing when he spat into the endless expanse of blood. Even as Shuzen stood before him with his own machinations in play Ikki was devising his own as he offered a bargain that...

“You hear that?” his mirror muttered into his ear. A stern tone nonetheless as he watched his physical body be ripped from the very machinations it had set out to do. The mirror didn’t need to follow the confines of the corporeal world just the same as the figure they were here to do battle with...

Ikki knew the young woman would survive after all that was his intention; death wasn’t the only way to get one's point across. As the dust settled and there remained nothing but a husk of this young woman's form he would almost instinctively turn to face her direction and despite distance it...

“Do we fight in order to gain more power or do we gain more power to fight…” These were the thoughts of the young seiryu in those moments while his eyes were free to drink in the world his mind raced. His thoughts combed over the very aspects of the figure that stood before him as his words were...

Ikki’s form seemingly peeled away once again however this was a culmination of things rather than simply relying on his souzou subarashii this young woman would find the same thing waiting for her. His form a cushion and her body still meeting the pavement however it was akin to when the Uchiha...

Ikki’s bandages hit the ground coiling haphazardly into a pile as his gaze remained on the man who had been clenching the priestess in his hand. His gesture of combat was welcomed without hesitation and that was clear just by this man's approach. However the voice that followed upon his approach...

For just a moment Ikki was rattled to his core not out of fear or even anguish for the sight that resided before him. Whatever these two were brought about something that was cataclysmic within the realm of Naraka it was as if Ikki could reach out and touch the very thing they represented. The...

Ikki wasn’t even remotely phased by the girl’s knee jerk reaction. In fact he wasn’t going to treat this like a bout with his father where they wanted to see just how far the other had come. His teeth chomped at the bit just to bare witness so when this young woman began her attempted assault...

Ikki looked down at this young woman when she called him rude and almost wanted to laugh in her face. Rude was such a quaint way to greet an embodiment of death in only its simplest form, the hands of another human being. He gave her a nod of recognition as she mentioned being on a mission and...

Each step was rhythmic in nature as Ikki’s form danced across the bridge almost effortlessly. Afterall it was merely the human body’s most natural form of movement walking or at least that’s how most of the world saw it. When it came to Ikki however he preferred to run before he walked even the...

Whatever crosses the man that lead the way needed to bare were his and his alone, however when he would inevitably come up behind and no sooner pass Ikki he would find that tinge of internal conflict would resonate between the two of them. Wherein Ikki’s had come to pass this man’s felt as...

It was enough in Ikki's mind to hear the splash of Messhaku's form in the nearby water but more over hearing his voice reaffirm his initial thought. The guy that stood between them and their destination wasn't just an obstacle. He was effectively the next stepping stone in Ikki's path with each...

They walked along but the tension between his would be travel companions was almost palpable. They hadn't even truly gotten moving an exchange of philosophy and demeanor. In Ikki's mind this silver haired male reminded him of the jailer of Naraka more formerly known as Oshirama a man who in all...

Ikki nodded his head to Messhaku in those moments as his words spoke truth about their reality. His body was clearly leaden with the weight of the battle. Simply being heir to a name he had longed for the young Mebu starred onward almost as if looking through the figure that stood before him...