Document Type: Note
Location Discovered: Ouka Dilapidated Tea Shop
Found underneath a gourd of what otherwise seems like, water.
Contents:
. . . Were I to die here today, it would be a grave and disgusting waste. But I think I found respite so far. It's...writhing around inside my body, disgusting...I can feel it crawling around in there, sharp little talons all over the inside of my body...but its more then that though. The Senpu monks say that my will is stronger then the others they have seen, that by now the infection would have all but dissolved my mind and I would have to be put down. . . that's funny. I don't think they understand just how hard of a time they would have on their hands. They administered a treatment of sacred water, they said that it hail from a sacred spirit spring straight from the home of their gods. When I was up in the monastery a lot of them seemed to be focused on that. They said that as of late - they've been on edge lately about administering the cure - that they only have so much of the pure waters to distribute among their most studied scholars. I apparently, have been made an exception to that rule due to my...standing. They say that the gods have come to disagreement with their pacifism in the wake of Nobunaga's conquest throughout Naraka - that their divine council is at conflict and as such the blessing of the water has taken the need to judge those it is administered to before the blessing is granted. . . But I think there's more to it then that. While infected by that putrid corrupted monk straight out of hell...I've been taking the liberty of making my own assessment; studying my infected state while I wait for the waters to do its work on me. They say that the water is the one doing the judging, but I think there is something else entirely doing the judging on its own. The Senpu monks rely upon these sacred waters as a basis for their religious foundation, they see it as a gift straight from their god...but I think there's more being gifted now then just these sacred waters. I was infected by the corrupted monk, but what was it that corrupted him? What was it...that turned what was once a man, into that...thing? And if it corrupted him...then doubtless to say that every monk here stands the possibility of becoming just like him. . . While infected, my mind at first was overwhelmed with feelings of hate, anger - no not anger thats to tame a word, absolute rancor. But there was...pain too for some reason, a fear on the inside - it was as if the anger wasnt at what was before me but at this feeling of fear in the first place...like the rage needed to drown it out. This Hadou, it seems to be focused on emotions. An emotion centered kind of chakra, and the monks base their teachings around this. I'm willing to bet bottom dollar, that this infection is a byproduct of something terrible thats happened inside that monastery, and that now - the gift isn't the water...but what the water is carrying. There's a reason Nobunaga would not come here you know? The Lord Of Conquest, doesn't conquer Nintey-Nine percent of the land, no. He shoots for one-hundred. But for now...something keeps Nobunaga from crossing into Ouka and whether its the monks or whatever is in that monastery connected to this water, this is a good place to set up shop while I tend my wounds. I think I'll set up a tea shop here as well. Maybe once I grow on the monks here, they'll trust me enough to let me study their infected. Team Two will be just fine without me for a while, Sam'e and Oda can take care of Koinu just fine in the waking world while I deal with things here for a bit. I have to follow this lead, it feels like it could be something big.
- Izanagi Uchiha
PS: If you find this late or worse - I have yet to return to Amrita. I know I can not convince you to not come looking for me. But do be warned. Do not under-estimate the Senpu Monkey. In all my time in combat I have yet to see Taijutsu as fierce and unpredictable as theirs. My sharingan, could not read their movements - your eyes will serve you no better. Up in that mountain, rely on your instincts. They are the only thing you can trust.