Tenchi City Ruins

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~Tenchi Republican City Ruins~

A city once a luxurious center of the world's politics and commerce, now in ruins and half submerged beneath the gulf of Kessho, destroyed by the rampaging unholy Ten-tails Jinchurriki in weeks past. Cleared and made safe by the operatives of Land of Earth in order to transfer the goods of the republic back to their rightful owners, it is now a reminder to tragedies once committed by those bearing the Demon Empire's banner. Many lives were lost in the pursuit of conquest, all for naught, as this is the last known location of the beast that once shook the world with it's defiant rebellion. Mangrove trees take root within abandoned buildings, sediment gathers along streets, and wildlife can be seen floating throughout the submerged inner-workings of the once prominent city.... Memories lost, and souls left forgotten... This gorgeous landscape is a scar to the world and a reminder to the pain of loss, because just as the republican city had been lost... as had been it's creator. Land of Earth is slowly becoming a burial ground to the world's past, and thus, this area has earned a new moniker: "The World's Grave".​
 

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The dark winter had finally arrived as snow covered the liquid bed of the watery ruins of Tenchi City. This winter was out of season, unusual, but aesthetically pleasant to the Eastern Emperor. The White fluffy flakes reminded him of home, not the snowy tops of Temujin, but the great ranges of the land of fire. He missed his old home, but it was now simply a part of his past—a past which he was both proud and regretful about. But Shinde had chosen his future, he had chosen his true friend and he had chosen to make the world a better place from his skewed perspective.



The passing of Naraku Uchiha was a impactful death in the life of Shinde, he had seen his friend as a unbeatable force, a movement of nature itself against it’s oppressors. Shinde had come into contact with death more often then life and every time he was unable to properly grieve, maybe it was a defect, or maybe it was a sign of Shinde’s strength—his adept ability to swallow his pain and endure—continuing to fight on for what he believed. There were many things that soldiers and in some cases even emperor, regretted, and not being able to properly thank Naraku was one of Shinde’s deepest regrets.



While many things had stained his legacy, such as the nuking of iwagakure, Shinde

felt his legacy would be valued and deeply remembered. Through his eyes he had bettered the world of science, he had prolonged the life of the weak, strengthened the minds of the poor, and revolutionized ninja technology and genetic experimentation for the betterment of the world. While the tactics used in the Greater Demon War were harsh—they were seen as necessary for the survival of his nation and his adopted people. Fear was the ultimate deterrent against rebellion and while the Northern Emperor failed to assist him, the tactics used against the earth nation, proved to be both successful and scientifically fulfilling.



Over the many years through these trails and tasks, the young warrior had grown stronger, more powerful, but overall wiser with age. He knew that this blemish on his legacy, while justified, would come back to overwhelm him and his nation if he did not finish the task he had begun. While in his eyes the action was a mere science experiment, the leahless dogs of iwagakure would eventually come back with a fierce bite. This city, this great snow covered ruin, with it’s still water grave and salty air, would be where the great warriors of stone would rest for eternity. The cool breeze had picked up dancing off the sheets of ice and snow and passing soft flakes through Shinde's hair like a hand feathering his maine. This location was chosen on purpose, the emperor never acted without a plan, while he didn’t know what his enemy was capable of he knew exactly what his skill set could accomplish when set against such a powerful task—the killing of a Kage. Too enact his grand strategy, one which would soon unfold, he had sent a provoking email to the Tsuchikage:



"Dear Tsuchikage” the email read “I am writing you as acknowledgement of my direct actions taken against your nation. While my humble servants have given your beautiful waist land it’s fair and valuable worth in reperations, I know that would not be enough. I know that survivors want a pound of flesh, I know that deep down I have wounded a mutt who scrapes its paws against the earth and like any wounded dog, you crave attention and care. But most importantly you crave must either be put down, or allowed to crave a future of revenge. So I have decided to do both for the betterment of my people. Meet me in the ruins of Tenchi City—here you will become either a legend or a corpse. Let us see what breaks first: your will of stone or your bones. sincerely, His majesty Emperor of the East, lord of the Sewer, Conquer of The Stone Village—Lord Shinde."



The email was strongly worded and intended to be a call for action, Shinde hadn’t come to this spot in the middle of the ocean for talks of peace or promises of resolutions. He had come here for a death match, a bet against his own life, an absolute. The young warrior stood six feet tall, his feet hovering above the water, dawning a dark grey weighted flack jack across his chest and draping his blood red Hasu robe—upon his body. The edges of the robe flowed in the wind, bouncing of his thighs and utility belt. This belt was a standard ninja belt being equipped with his scroll of secrets, a satchel of Kunai, shuriken, and even explosive tags. He knew deep down his opponent would eventually arrive, so during this moment of waiting, he crossed his legs, meditating five feet in the air, twelve feet from the sunken ruins— a small Onibi (鬼火おにび lit. "Demon Fire") flame burning graciously in front of his closed eyes.



This stance was one of observation and deep focus—he was aware and deeply alert of his surroundings as he waited for both the leader of the land earth and his own personal revenge to unfold. In the distance the seagulls, screeched, and the sounds of a unknown creature echoed out amongst the silence of the peaceful ruins.
 

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“My blades cut through the stones themselves… Making a work of art out of you should be an easy task…”
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~The Clock Strikes Midnight on the Tardigrade~
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The distraught cries and grievous wails of families mourning fathers, mothers, and children lost or otherwise later found to be deceased from the unnatural radioactive aftermath... The sweet and pungent smell of rot and human decay wafting over and filling the village's streets with it's sickening embrace... The horrendous visage of a village in ruin and aflame, as destruction found its home within the bedrock and foundation of a nation... The maleficent memories of these sensations and how he felt as he'd experienced them played over and over within the Tsuchikage's mind in the short time that it took him to travel. While he retained a unsettling externally calm demeanor, within there lay a focused edge of hatred pointed towards the throats of those that resemble the shattered remnants of the Demonic empire that had thought to use his people as some simple subject study or an example to be made out to the rest of the world. As he practically instantly teleported through the earth's subterranean world and the surrounding swiftly swam about his being to transported him into the desired location of arrival, the Tsuchikage thought over every little detail that had brought him to this point. The strange prophecy given to him by the angelic ethereal voices calling him towards the coasts of some far off land, the stranger known as Madoguchi that had recently shown himself to the world as the cause of it's technological failure, and now the reemergence of the man who'd only recently pressed the button which released the nuclear fission device upon the people of Iwagakure no Sato... To Mazu, only one principle had now been sure and found to be grounded within this new world without technology or basic necessities...

There is no such thing as coincidence in this world. There is only Hitsuzen. Hitsuzen is a naturally fore-ordained event. A state in which all other outcomes are impossible...

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Not even a full second would pass between the receiving of Shinde's supposed challenge to the Tsuchikage's ruined cellular device and Mazu's arrival into the demolished remains of Tenchi. Sure to make use of his extensive and unrivaled knowledge of sensory abilities and techniques as a student and descendant to the "
Legacy of Mu" to ensure that his entrance into Tenchi's center remained undisturbed, he'd cautiously enter into the battlefield that will soon become known as yet another place of legends, as either he or the goblin that slummed about the sludge would be named the victory of their life & death contest. As he neared the city's epicenter and began to bring himself to the planet's surface, a slow shake which increased into a steady tremor reaching out almost four-hundred-feet from his point of origin threatened to shake loss the debris and lodgings of destroyed buildings within the general vicinity - causing decimated buildings to crumble under the resulting earth based chakra shockwave and seismic pulsation being emitted with each of his very steps. One with his surroundings and his surroundings becoming one with him, it would appears as if the Tsuchikage would simply begin to "step" out from the very ground itself - giving way to his form and breaking away from his emerging body as if waters parting to allow forth some figurative titan to break free from its waking earthen surface. With each step pulling upward and out of the earth's liquidous state, within four strides upon invisible footholds found within the earth's fold - he would appear, ready to rise to the challenge and safely consume the bacteria that thought himself a beast...

Now erect and present, standing at his full menacing height of nearly
193.04 cm, he stared out into the snow-laden city before him, analyzing each and every inch of his surroundings and their composite as he discontinued the use of his transportation techniques. It hadn't taken him long to create a plan of attack that'd soon result in the Land of Earth gaining the justice they truly deserved, however... with each plan, one must make room for failure... So why not remove said room? Continuing on with his subtle chakra infused steps, planting and sowing seeds of future destruction and / or redemption, as he began to make his way towards the immense chakra source - pushing aside pillars of stone with ease using his unnatural strength and the augmentations of the undiscernible line of "illusionary" prosthetic attachments.

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nanorobotics within his anatomical ecosystem worked to maintain his body's core temperatures, subduing the supernatural cold through the superheating of his natural thermal systems, while feeding diagnostics of his vitals to his optical nerves at all times. Working to massage and enhance muscles, prevent possible infections or foreign bodies, and continuously negate genjutsu through the supervision and manipulation of his nervous systems - He'd made sure to keep in touch with his body's inner workings just in case this underhanded individual had thought that anything short of the horrors of full-on combat would win any claim against the Earth Dragon throughout this battle. With the addition of the various summoning tattoos containing various basic tools & weapons, personal summoning(s), connections to others he deemed fit to join him in battle, used in tandem with his knowledge and combat expertise... He thought himself more than well-equipped for such a battle - wrapped safely within the thickened scales of his feudal era styled clothing.

It took him five seconds to reach the man who had summoned him to this land using his expediated speeds and agility, drawn to his power as he'd sensed the man upon entrance to this area, and safely following the trail of his exuded signature until he laid eyes upon the man floating just fifty feet from the line of destruction the Earth Dragon had found himself standing upon. While the man had been but twelve feet from the surface of the sunken ruins, he'd decided to sit afloat the air using some technique unbeknownst to Mazu, as to his knowledge, only those trained within Wind, Water, or his own stylings should have been able to achieve such effortless weightlessness. Allowing for his nanorobotics to safely cover his eyes with a thin layer of microfilm, so that they might safely enhance the Kage's senses while subduing possible genjutsu, he correctly began to discern the exposed and / or barely concealed satchels detailing the bulging shapes of weapons and scrolls along the lining of the man's belt - as his robe had been open and passively fluttering about the slight winds encapsulating the area. Such mistaken attempts at concealing were why Mazu relied simply on seals to hold what he wished to bring onto the field of battle, that way, none knew of what he'd have until it'd been put into use.


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Closing the distance between the two, a bead of blackened sweat would aim to roll down the side of the Kage's face, forcing him to wipe away it it and fling its moisture into the airs at his right, obviously displaying the intense concentrations the man had displayed towards the subject of his wrath. The very air began to hum with authority as his chakra exuded from his being, covering his anatomy within a golden plume of chakra flames, insinuated by blackened highlights surrounding the edge of it's corporal form. To the two shinobi, it would still appear as if very existence itself continued to shake, as space warped around the Kage's entirety and began to morph and break the trembling ground beneath his feet. This was but the most minuet exertion of what the man's reserves had in store after the additions of the Naraku Chakra's and Refined "H-Cells"... This would be only the beginning... and would shortly be an end, to at least one of them.

Stopping ten meters from his opponent, Mazu had thought to offer him one chance. Once chance to change. One change to rebuke his actions. Once chance to beg the
Land of Earth for their forgiveness before sending him to the Land of the Dead where the rest of his kind truly belonged. While Owa had famously sent most of the Land of Demon's empire into the Pure land, Mazu had been one of a different mind. He truly thought for the world to be CLEAN, the demon scourge must be erased... His body subconsciously blocking out invasions pertaining to any of his senses or intake, he felt no threat to greet this foul beast with honor, offering him a chance to act as if he deserved this courtesy. Whether of not if they fought to the death, true martial artist always greeted one another before combat... Allowing for the quakes of pressure and intent to still for a moment as he spoke so that he might maintain a steady field of sensory, he addressed the man he considered filth before him:

"Shinde... Ikiru... Such a pity you had to make yourself an enemy to my people, and even more so, that you decided to directly make yourself my enemy... So many chances did the UR give to your kind, and how did you respond... You spit on kindness and return our gesture with malcontent and shallow reparations. Allow me to teach you the definition of gratitude... Deactivate your chakra centers, sit Seppuku before me, and allow me the honor as your second... And then, we shall accept your terms of surrender. That... is my only offer to you...

Otherwise, come... My name is Mazu Aoi, and I will either take you in front of the United Nations to pay for your crimes... or take your very life myself...

The choice is yours."

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Darkness—darkness was the feeling of despair, fear, guilt tragedy, loss and so much more— it was the feeling in the air, the feeling that coasted over and within Shinde. Those who did not know the warriors past would be doomed to face it within the present and shinde past was dark, darker then the darkest nights, his conscious bore a burden of sorrow and guilt— but even more his heart bread darkness. The reposeful winds gently swept snow flakes through the grey wavy bushel of hair that sat atop of Shinde head as he drew the darkness inside, his years with Naraku had taught him many things about negative emotions and their impact on both ones self and others, this was the way of the Majin, the way of the tainted monk. Shinde’s power grew stronger, the onibi flame vanished, as the tremors began to shake the water, cracking ice, rippling the gulf, and pushing the false symbol of peace further into it’s watery grave. When shinde left the land of fire long ago he was known as a pleasant and peaceful councilman, Heiwa knew him as a good pupil who had strayed from the narrow path, but shinde was no longer that young man, he no longer fearful of who he would become, he had embraced that he was truly a amalgamation of evil and with that in mind his meditation had a deeper meaning, he was not only focusing on these inner feeling but on the world around him, spiritually and mentally pulling in the fear, sorrow, pain, and hatred which passed through the air and surrounded him like a bitter friend. This energy fueled his power and enhanced his chakra, but like a chaotic filter, the tardigrade was truly a beast with zero-tails and through the cells of the rebei shinde converted the energy he was pulling in from the distant territories and surrounding area into dark chakra.



The tremors had stopped as shinde felt through negative emotion sensing, a skill which for him came passively—pure spiritual hatred enter the arena. The pressure had changed and shinde could feel it, like a cold tight grip, as shockwaves of omnidirectional energy were lashing out through the area, unbeknownst to the warrior, but once this energy grazed upon his body, he began to absorb and convert it almost instantly, turning the dragon warriors chakra into dark chakra as he drew closer. Finally The time had come for the two legends to do combat, such a dramatic entrance was exciting for any spectator, it was truly fit for a king of dirt, but unseen to the enemy, it was filled with repercussions—beneath the water the old generators which previously kept power on in Tenchi city had begun to break free and as debris shuffled to the bottom of the gulf, the exposed copper, electronics, aluminum, and other precious conductive metals were beginning to float out—still connected to the source. The great republic had truly fallen beneath the ocean, fragile buildings made of synthetic materials still stood In the ruins center surrounded by plant, desks of wood floated like planks in the city, but on the outskirts, specifically, twelve feet from the outskirts, where shinde was stood a singular tree cluttered with glass and electric cables—with the rest of the city submerged in its grave like a diary to the end of this conflict.



It took the mud warrior five seconds to get from one end of the city to be 32 feet or ten meters away from shinde, but during the third second, shinde had manifested tan colored shadows hands as a protective measure, these hands formed a massive sphere prison which wrapped around the young emperor, muffling all sound and leaving only the top open for a swift escape, the prison was extremely dense and durable, it was translucent on the interior but appeared solid on it’s exterior. When the young dragon stopped , shinde could feel the focused anger resonating form within him spiritually, feeding on it like a leech of darkness and converting the energy into more dark chakra—but the moment his first words left Mazu’s mouth, the strategy shinde had been preparing before the fight would come into action. While he didn’t know anything about Mazu, he had devised plans based on environmental scenarios and would adjust them accordingly through combat. This first stage would be the most essential step to his initial plan, but would not be his only plan of action or only step. Upon the first sound migrating from the dragons mouth—shinde, without the use of hand seals, began to project a curved wall of blood colored plasma through the snow and deep into the salty air— the salt covered water top, the ice, and the structures. This energy project a bi-directional sound at 260db, this sound would travel ten meters forward and to the right in five seconds, the pressure of the sound was enough to snap the near by tree, causing it and the cable to crash into the electrified salt bay. But this severed capable was special as it was connected to the same generators which had previously broken away, as the electricity travel through it, the every wire in Tenchi city had become live, the generators in the sea had electrified the copper and aluminum like a huge natural conductor for his unnatural red lightning—fueled by dark chakra.



The one hundred and twenty-three foot tall curved wall of plasma would travel towards the opponent at one-hundred and twenty miles per hour. It skimmed the water tops and traveled through the air—filling each gaps, ripping apart and destroying anything it came in contact with in the water. This wasn’t mere just a curved wall either— it was only a main piece in a larger puzzle, after all once it had reach a distance of 6 feet each curved segment that had formed from the current initial movement—and further fully to height of the main wall—would form a dense red lightning prison—similar to that of the water prison jutsu. But the enemy would need to understand that the wall was just moving, sound and sound pressure was moving even faster, in a straight line effecting all it came into contact with and the 260db it produced was strong enough to break trees—as it traveled at the speed of sound. This freight train noise would even kill every fish in it’s path through noise alone, and if the sound was heard by the average human it would be enough to cause them to go permanently deaf. Times the lightning was produced over 1000 fish jumped up per meter, coming through each crack in the ice and each five foot rift between each shelf [ it must be noted the lightning is pushing the sound, so the sound does not head back towards shinde unless acted upon—it only goes to the left of shinde/right of Mazu and towards mazu] While this was happening, shinde with his eyes still closed in full concentration was feeding off of the pain and agony of the fish to enhance his dark chakra and powers even more, using the element of surprise he would release a single modified tardigrade from his body, a translucent color creature smaller then a drop of water, which would shape shift—time it left Shinde’s body—to have wings and begin to sore directly up towards the snow clouds, prepping for the next phase.



If the red lightning was in close proximity, if mazu came in direct contact with it, or if it closed in on mazu it would begin to electrocute him being attracted to the robotics and dura steel in his body. [context: shinde does not know about the prosthetics or the dura steel—this part is simply for the reader to understand the consequence.]



Shinde never verbally responded to the Kage.
 

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“My blades cut through the stones themselves… Making a work of art out of you should be an easy task…”
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Layers upon layered defenses and historically prepared arrays, fortitudes founded in determination, the resolve to see one's goal to fruition... Those were the cultural traditions overlooked by the self-proclaimed emperor of the remaining demonic filth that hadn't managed to fallen victim to the priestess's purifying technique. In his opponent's missteps, he thought to mimic the very principles and methods that the Tsuchikage himself had used to push back and absorb powers from the unholy beast that had thought to destroy all that which he had held dear, and in this, sealed his inevitable fate... Sealed... A perfect term... Sealed would be this tyrant that had thought that his facsimile, arrogant and barely maleficent powersets would have been enough to quell the prepared appetite of the Dragon that had set its sights on revenge and retribution, at the cost of Shinde Ikiru's very existence. Not because of some preexisting knowledge or hidden agenda... No... Simply to seal him in entirety in one contained spot so that he, all his energy & soul could bear witness to and endure the pain of the nation they so thoughtlessly attacked. This man, and ever fiber of who he was, would feel the wrath of those whom lost their loved ones at the hands of his careless actions, with judgement passed by none other than the Leader of those afflicted...

~Snap~

The Tsuchikage had expected for the man's impudent and impatient tendencies, those same tendencies that had goaded him into first bombing a great hidden village or challenging its new leader without thinking of the resulting consequences, to walk directly upon the figurative platter of gluttonous & malignant intent he'd lain out before him. The foolish dictator of the foul and misconstrued had misinterpreted his entrance, while his intended dialogue should have been held true to its word. As they man moved to interrupt him, with a snap, the Tsuchikage determined his fate. If he'd only sat in reflection of his mistakes, enduring wounds he'd like survive - beknown to Mazu as the Kage had unknowingly been allowed to unadulteratedly study and analyze his opponent's hive-like anatomy without interruption throughout his initial journey & entrance into this area. Maybe he'd have lived to see the next day and the punishments that the United Republic had in store for him the Kage's stead - Possibly even allowing him to continue on his existence unharmed if they had decided to show some profound leniency... Instead, he'd chosen to become the truest of enemies to those that he'd owed so much to... And now, Mazu thought to finally take his pence from the man's broken hide... One blow at a time, at his own pace... And only after, would he give over this criminal to the legal systems he so callously rejected...

~ sound of Sealing SWOOOSH~

Had it been the moment that he allowed for the changed environment that he assumed to be his energies wash over his being that Shinde fell prey to the Mazu's whim? Was it the assumption that the Kage would revert to his simplistic genjutsu usages in fights such as this, when truly, it had not been he himself, but his tools proficient in such techniques? Maybe it had been the trickery used by the Tsuchikage as he shook the world about him continuously from the energies he exude below the earth's surface to cause a shake and tremor about the realm, later hiding this preparation through the expulsion of his own Nano-robotic laced chakras that washed over not only the intended Kage but, somehow, the man before him as well. Attempting to absorb his blackened nanorobotic expulsions, further insinuated by the blackened sweat wiped away and used to cement his ensnarement would only act to further deter the man - as the Tsuchikage's cells were propagated and programmed to deal with foreign bodies and invading influences with ease... The manipulation of his cells within the air surrounding him had been a simple and normal task to the man, as he'd done so repeatedly as it'd been required to manipulate his prosthetics within ranged combat... It hadn't matter because within moments, the Emperor of Waste and King of the sewers would soon find himself prey to the Dragon hidden within the Earth.

The first anchor to the unruly general's demise had been seed within the implantation of the
Tsuchikage's chakra into a four-hundred foot range of his surroundings... While it appeared that he'd simply wished to make a flamboyant entrance, from
the moment he'd left the Stone Forest's G.I.G.A.S encampment, he'd established and held forth a Jutsu to form upon his arrival. As each of his footsteps leaked his signature throughout the landscape on his journey towards his destination, he'd been establishing a foothold within the region, weaving sealing algorithms through the disguise of seismic pulsations much like that he'd just seen used to cause mass cause and destruction throughout the land. If this was to subconsciously honor the conceptual and technological Interstellar Lord's creativity, or to test some other hidden motives of the Earth Dragon's design, even he hadn't truly known. The configurations he witnessed in the formulation of the Fuinjutsu lines did in fact bear some similarities in size alone to his own Fuinjutsu Nano-robotics, so the thought did arise that it may have been possible to implement his own techniques within a similar fashion. Such was the mind of a true scientist, always creating new theories and studies towards the evolution of one's self. The strange new décor placed upon the unwilling planet being the latest of studies, subconsciously spurring him into action to call forth a constantly-in-use branch of his shinobi arsenal... Nevertheless, what remained true were the new-dangers that the electrically darkened shinobi world now faced and the ominous hidden meaning behind the mysterious entity's words which still to this moment bore heavy weight upon the Kage's mind... Still unsure of the effects of the strange Fuinjutsu lines that had infested the planet, Mazu attempted to not overexert himself within his efforts, making sure to place the correct amount of chakra he'd need to establish the "container" in which he'd attempt to change this misguided individual's mind in thinking to again trespass within Shinobi Continent. With each step he took, moving the range of his technique into position and allowing it to propagate beneath his adversary's floating form...

The second nail within
Shinde's figurative and literal coffin had been the effective and efficient applications of not only genetic material, but his own Nano-robotic cells to cement the algorithms behind this most simple of techniques into the surrounding air itself, causing it not only to effect the external but the microscopic internal cells and biological / nonbiological beings within his the vicinity of his person. His own incomplete bukijutsu hidan styling of "Nano-Fuinjutsu poisoning". One would ask how such complicated steps and procedures could have been taken within short span of his seductive and alluring movements, meant to deceive onlookers into being the catalyst to some genjutsu or trick aimed to invade the psyche... Alas, they'd be wrong...The replication, destruction, and integration of his nanorobotic cells had been a hidden property of their construct, as well as the ease in which they could be manipulated within the environment or to create two-three dimensional figures. Expelling the subject matter from his body in the form of a "Blackened sweat droplet", Mazu flung this genetic code into the air in order for it to dissipate along the air currents, only to later reproduce and move into actions within the very same instant, causing the air to "Hum" from the friction of their reproduction. Linking not only with the pulsations of his own chakra working to create seals within the ground below, but weaving their own microscopic seals within the air above as they were allowed to wash over Mazu's opponent, just as Shinde try to integrate the biological matter into his own system to no avail. As his nanorobotic made contact with biological matter, they would began to effectively seal every cell and entity they came in contact with, offering a countermeasure defense against any possible assimilation and locking them first into place, and then transporting them to the desired location- which just so happened to be within the sub-dimensional space located within one of the scales of his prosthetic's continued draconic sleeve tattoo decal.

The exact moment his
nanorobotic cells moved into action, engulfing both men in their concurrent swarm and invading corporal defenses previously undetected and with utter ease, his prepared grounding technique would move to again layer and further cement the initial contact of the first array of microscopic seals - reapplying and restructuring the seal continuously as the pulsations of his technique imbued the nanorobotics with an increasing amount of chakras and refreshing seals. Using previous journey and current stance to continue to study the Earth's surface about him, making sure not to disturb the lines placed by the alien overlord to any prevalent extent - he watched on as the man attempted to make his force move towards assault only to pause within his tracks, as his very cellular structure would be attacked and sealed in both movement, and usage, before instantly sending him off towards captivity with the instantaneous ~snap~ of the Tsuchikage's fingers. While a simple technique, when used by scholars and students of applied sciences, even the smallest flames can create the largest results. The Fuinjutsu Trap Seal... With this, Mazu could return to his people and deal with the vagrant at his own expense... Not when his people needed him most. When cooler heads prevailed, it was possible that he'd even relinquish this individual to the United Republic in order to be held to trial... But, for now... His rage brought forth a greed to not only kill this man later, but use his body as a test subject to further progress his land's knowledges. It would only be right, as it was he that set them so far back, right?...

Seeing as the man SHOULD be instantly locked into place and concurrently transported into the storage device that had been Mazu's right prosthetic's separate sealing tattoo upon his first attempts at declining the choices offered by the Tsuchikage - This should conclude this altercation. If not, the Earth Dragon would act to effectively skuurt back and evade each of the following electrical attacks of his opponent's, evading and supervising his environment, until his the burrowing styling of nanorobotics used in tandem with this sealing technique took hold and constrained his victim. The only fact that mattered within this situation had been, in his attempts to blockade and absorbed the Kage's chakra and his lack in evading the perimeter set by his expansive and soon to contract technique had left Shinde vulnerable to the dragon's impending fury. Noting that these electrical charges would act to attempt to follow him in their movements, he'd attempt separating his main body and prosthetics in this hypothetical defense, giving multiple targets for the current to be forced to follow... Shinde's thought that his metallic internal systems were conductive had been mistaken, as they were not crafted as conductive materials, rather Biological and Celestial, not of this natural plane and far beyond the man's supernatural assumptions. The supposed sound blast of his possible techniques of no concern to the Tsuchikage as his natural defenses far exceeded that of high composite minerals, his regeneration far exceeded the wounds that would possibly occur from this technique. With his body's natural defenses against Genjutsu constantly activate and coursing Nanorobotic cells throughout his nervous systems to blockade and refuse any attempts, he had no fear of illusionary attacks. However... This, again, was hypothetical, as as sure as the sky had been blue and the snow had been cold - through the prowess of the Ten tailed comparison Earth Dragon, Shinde now found himself trapped due to his own greed and lack of true preparation...

Either while Shinde's body stretched and elongated as his entirety, effected by his nanorobotic imbued chakras, locked into position so that he might not split or exude chakra from his body and was consequently transported into it's containment; or while he attempted to continue evading his opponent's onslaught, pouring a small portion of chakra continuously into the ground itself and only about his personal anatomy as he made his escape from the destructive flow of his opponent's elemental ninjutsu(s) - Mazu would attempt to offer the man a snide remark as he back-tread to safety, focusing his intent onto the "Wisteria flower Tattoo" upon his chest as he delivered a tone filled with malicious intent and chakral malcontent, booming in volume and shaking the very atmosphere in the authority of his statement... The Earth Dragon own chakra imbuing the area and refusing admission of Shinde's own, he'd forcing Shinde's own influence out to bounce back into the atmospheres as Mazu's shockwave reached far into the ocean's depth and controlled the region's geography and chemical balances - congealed within a four hundred feet perimeter of his point of origin... Truly, at every turn, the dragon had prepared for and countered the refuse... Despite his offering hypothetical situations within his mind, playing out possible outcomes to ensure the outcome of his techniques, he'd know that once the man had attempted to "absorb" the nanorobotic laced chakra -his fate had been sealed... Meanwhile, no fish would be harmed in the creating of Mazu's written finale for his land's supposed rival...

"Hahaha, children never know when to quit do they... Won't even give me a chance to speak? Hmmm... Why don't you take a break..."
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True power flowed through Shinde’s veins—the power of a fallen brother—the anger of a bitter man—the grief of a emperor. These were the emotions that turned warriors into legends and men into kings—this was a battle of legends—this was a war of two kings which would be remembered as the greatest battle in the Earth Nations history—just as the battle of Hashirama and Madara Uchiha, centuries before, this would be a conflict that shaped stone and nations. Ironically the two leaders were more alike then they realized—they were like two sides of the same coins—even sharing things in common genetically and historically. After all the two men were both scientists who were obsessed with augmenting and evolving themselves to perfect the imperfected and craft a lasting legacy. A coin was the best way to describe it—both men were leaders with great power taken willingly and unwillingly from the fallen—and while they may not know it—but this bond was very unique.



The Kage, with his reckless judgement had carelessly saw Shinde’s past actions as impatient or a cry of angst and disorder. But in reality Shinde was extremely patient, he was cunning, smart, and highly intelligent. While Shinde had fallen for the "Nano-Fuinjutsu poisoning", this was not a mistake or mishap, this was a test—a test to get a feel of his opponents move set and skills—at least that would be the perception. After all, this battle was just the beginning—but shinde would need to adapt to truly move forward. The Nano-Fuinjutsu poisoning was taking effect, stopping shinde’s dark chakra based assault on the Kage, freezing shinde in place, as his very cellular structure would be attacked and sealed in both movement and usage. This is what it would appear to be anyways—in reality Shinde was more complicated then that—he was a intricate, multi-layered organism made up of trillions of sentient, semi-hive minded creatures. On the outside was the first layer of creatures and on the inside was another layer and under that layer was another, and eventually their were the constantly growing and decreasing hive of new borne and elders.



The nano-robots seal was spreading quickly as they came into contact with the bio-glass defenses and the individual tardigrades—but the tardigrades had a intimacy with their genetics that was unique to them, they knew everything effecting them and their body and while some tardigrades were being frozen and sealed— the newer generation who were just born, who had not been alive to absorb the chakra or interact with the nano-robots hadn’t been touched; but this wouldn’t stop the spread of the seal—Shinde merely needed to act on this principle or he would cease to fight another minute. Having been focusing in on himself and the spiritual world—since the beginning of the conflict, he was able to find a quick solution to this immediate issue. The small group of new born tardigrades, congealed themselves together forming a ball of tardigrades with glider like wings, wrapped in bio-glass, this new shinde organism, had used his shape-shifting abilities to shrink itself to a millimeter and without hesitation it had snuck out between the space of the tardigrades, being careful not to interact with the previous tardigrades or the seal, all before the seal had made it’s way to their location and finally out of the body, specifically from the nape of the neck where shinde low cutting color and neck meet, soaring through the air in it’s protective shell, and suppressing it’s chakra so not to be detected.



This new Shinde would eject itself from the infected body like a .220 swift, skimming the air at neck level at the same speed as the aforementioned bullet and finally stopping at it’s new destination. When Shinde’s initial infected body had been sealed in it’s entirety—the creature would have already been stopped over two hundred meters away from Shinde one, the four hundred meter range, and the Tenchi city ruins, as it would finish growing, shedding the bio-glass, and finally regenerating like a bubbling living ooze into a complete Shinde two. This new shinde was no different then the first in terms of genetics, abilities, and augmentations, it was simply made of a newer generation of tardigrades, free of the nano-robotics, the foreign chakra, and the ever encompassing nano-trap seal—more importantly this new shinde wouldn’t be as foolish as the first one.



“Let us begin the real battle. Mazu—Guardian of The Stone.” Shinde would cite to himself.
 

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“My blades cut through the stones themselves… Making a work of art out of you should be an easy task…”
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Mistakes were made, and following corrections to those mistakes were put into action to rectify the circumstance, permitting for the survival of the unruly sage of the micro animal - exposed to the elements and left vulnerable to the Earth Dragon's surveying gaze. This wily adversary barely escaped from the Tsuchikage's cleverly prepared Fuinjutsu based trap, and yet he spoke as if prepared for the onslaught that the newly dubbed "Guardian of the Stone" had in store for his prey. As the original body of the perpetrator of one of Iwagakure most recent tragedies had been sealed indefinitely within the seal, expertly implemented to target microscopic matter through the use of Nano-robotics, it had been nearly impossible for the man to block his fuinjutsu - so it was only appropriate that he took the only route available left to him... evasion. Sensing as his split himself into a new, miniscule form, leaving his main body behind in order to create a identical copy - a crippling sense of disgust took hold. Much like the techniques of his ancestors, this being had the ability to split itself upon a molecular level, leaving two identical bodies carrying the same memories and abilities... However, he would quickly discern which had been capable of carrying the subject's soul. This gave hint towards the fact Mazu had been able to not only sense the congealed mass of tardigrades as they attempted to break apart from their sealed original body, but to the fact he could sense the location of the true form of Shinde. His training against Yokai and other spiritual based entities gave him the "Sixth sense" to properly locate and discern spiritual based entities, which later gave him the knowledge necessary to create his coveted "True Null Form" derivative of the "Dustless Cover Technique"- allowing him to erase even his spiritual presence for a time.

With this captured body, he could hopefully show the world that the
Land of Earth would not allow for such dishonorable actions to take place against their homeland. If they were to receive extra reward or accommodations for their actions once he presented Shinde to the United Republic, it would only prove to be extra benefits, though expected - as they took their time to do what others could not and capture the "King of the Sewers". Instantaneously, the nano-cell infected body would began to bend and contort into warped form of itself, as it went spiraling steadily into the confines of the storage "scale" - leaving only the Earth Dragon and the newly made copy. With his scientific and natural defenses still in effect to block the possibility of invading forces to his body or the trap of genjutsu, he looked over to the bubbling and growing mass of Shinde as he remade his new form, allowing him the moment of freedom to adjust before speaking as a show of honor between two fellow warriors. Now that the Tsuchikage had keyed into the man's chakra signature and gained a method of copying its frequency, little else had mattered... The prey had already fallen prey to this dragon's trap, and would soon find itself cornered as it ran about the gluttons plate. The size, did not matter, for once he consumed the sage whole, the quantity of power found in the number of tardigrades he had been composed of is what truly had mattered. A copy... an exact duplicate... another meal to be consumed...Removing his hand from the "Wisteria" seal, he left its connection open in case he needed extraction, assistance, or wished to communicate freely without needing to think upon the seal's activation.

Having called back all of his nanorobotics into his anatomy safely with the sealing of the first body, Mazu began to formulate his next defense as Shinde thought to make a snide comment towards the continuation of their battle. Unbeknownst to his recently congealed opponent, as his chakra retracted from his surroundings, he left small pockets littered about the land's geography as if placing covert mines throughout a battlefield. With the remaining reinvested chakra, he'd begin to put into effect his next ninjutsu. Determining that the distance between them had been sufficient, while making sure that no tardigrade had been left within the field of effect placed by his seal, Mazu swiftly snapped the index finger and thumb of his right prosthetic to bypass the use of hand signs, while again channeling Doton based chakra throughout his entire body and into his feet to the nearby soil. As if rose from the bowels of hell themselves, the ground shook and began to convulse as six large earthen wolves appeared from its depths, shaking off loose bits of gravel from its stalactite like fur. Crafted from a rudimental composite of Magnesium, sodium, iron, Quartz and Crocidolite these wolves were created to track down the chakra signature of an opponent, regenerating upon destruction, and attacking them consistently regardless of camouflage until either the user is depleted of chakra or the target is exterminated. Signaling with his left hand, woven in the abrasive imbuing chakras of passionate fires and calming winds within a directed ring gesture enclosing and tracing his opponent...
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As if the sound of a racing bell had initiated their chase, the six wolves shot forth towards their target, intent on ripping and tearing apart his body so that they might receive the "Pound of Flesh" that the Sewer Lord had so kindly offered. Previously, the upstart sewer rat had been mistaken... The anger that the Tsuchikage had felt was not one breed of darkness, nor was his hate. It had been one born of righteous retribution, and today, he would find the salve for its burning fester in Shinde's very blood.

Sensing, rather than hearing, the vibrations of Shinde's statement upon the winds, the Tsuchikage thought to call out to him as he aimed devastation hidden within plain sight at his figurative throat. Bolstering his voice with rich levels of robust energy and confidence, Mazu called over to Shinde with the allure of his tone and tried to beckon him closer into the warm embrace of his dragon's song. It hardly mattered whether or not the man had believed he was caught and soon to reach his demise, but rather that he understood that his actions would have consequences, and that today... the piper would take his toll.


"Tsk.. .Go my children, taste of his flesh and tell this dragon how the tardigrade tastes... Bear with me, for soon he'll realize his folly and submit to the Tsuchikage's mandate... Chujohime... I'm sure you can hear me... I'll be home soon..."
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The cold, negative twenty one degree wind chill, crept across the battle field as the snow strengthened and fell upon everything, this was dangerous weather for someone who was not use to the tundra or to those who used the power of earth and minerals as earths natural enemy was cold—especially a cold which made both men and stone brittle from sheer existence. Shinde was a extremeophilic creature, which meant that this weather didn’t effect him as bad as a normal human. The Guardian of Stone had let his rival stand a distance outside of the chakra mine field, his sealed body, and the ruins—he had also let him fully regenerate out of respect, this was seen as honorable thing in shinde’s eyes.



The high speeds which shinde had ejected from his body at were fast enough to avoid any potential direct contact with surrounding energies. But when the creature had finally stopped and shed it’s initial bio-glass, the heat curated within the congealed oozing mass was enough to curate steam, a natural steam, which grew larger and more dense as it mixed in with his regenerative steam—the faster shinde regenerated the more steam was produced. Given he was untouched or messed with during the regeneration process the steam had collected around his entire body, covering and engulfing him it’s dense shield and warm heat—a direct counter action to the freezing winds this produced a small smog around the heated steam. While unknown living liquids dripped off his body—hidden by the steam— unto the ice below him— this shinde was different—this shinde was more relaxed, more refined, and his eyes were red like they had been dyed with the blood of his enemies and their mesmerizing glow pierced the steam like a knife in cake—as they focused on surrounding energies and the environment planting future aspirations in and throughout his steam filled vision. Through these eyes he could see what most humans could not, cast powerful illusions, and even see the molecular structure of objects down to the atom, chakra appear has colorful hues to him, and through monk means spiritual energies could be seen all in different hues and it all could be used in great detail and with great skill, when he had gazed out he didn’t see just the golden patches of chakra left by his opponent—he saw another—a unknowns. This new discovery made shinde question what was a foot— but he didn’t worry about the unknown, for deep in secret he had taken care of such issues, instead he stretched, hovering above the water and ice once again, his bare naked asexual body embracing nature like a true Goliath.



The lord of earths’ attack hadn’t been performed quite yet nor had his strange words been spoken from his mouth, when shinde began to practice his shadow boxing—Shinde was in a Guard stance, his elbow rested against his chest, as he moved his arm out and up, keeping his hand as close to his own face as possible, while letting his punch follow his own elbow out and up. The punch was done in less then a second from being practiced many time over his life, his elbow was about shoulder height as he drove his fist forward at a right angle sending his first into the air or the invisible jaw of a enemy—this swift, flawless, effortless, and quick paced motion was a powerful Taijutsu Technique known as the Charging Ram. The Charge Ram was a taijutsu technique similar to the Leaf Dragon God, as the punch was performed non-chakra based energy was pulled in compressed and ejected in a massive forceful blow of a super heated punch, which wrapped straight line winds and through mere heated friction, natural heat lightning, together and bound them tight like a fist. A fist which closed around and engulfed the hot steam, the salt filled cold air, and formed the resemblance of a charging ram. This ram was massive, golden, muscular, and pushed forward at thirty two miles and hour, like a slow speeding car that took on the sounds of a loud booming freight train. The ram was incased in a cold natural white colored electricity which emitted off its body electrifying the salty foam, the ice, and even the air, with the force of both wind and pressure as it dragged with it, a medium size wave which stood both behind and beside it, traveling at the same velocity. The mythical Taijutsu creature roared in the silence, the tremors had occurred by the time it had picked up full speed and when the wave had fully formed. Standing before the massive horns of the ram; which were double in size of it body and emitting steam, were the six wolves who had just risen up from the depths of hell.





The sound emitting from the mouth of the massive ten foot ram was getting louder with the more energy it drew forth as it charged horns first at the mighty dogs, the Earth Kage had spoken and the dogs were charging, but the sounds and vibration from leaders voice were caught in the sounds of taijutsu and the pressure it carried, sadly the message nor the vibrations of sound, ever reached shinde—whom at the time; while the dogs were facing the ram of their destiny, had already set forth his next move. Behind the battle of none existent beasts, was the six foot two warrior, who was in the midst of forming a arms length sphere of medicinal and spiritual wind around his body, wiping the snow flakes around it to form a field of white. But before this took place; when the dogs had formed and the ram was at full speed the backwards current of the wave would have shattered the ice under shinde and forced it’s inhabitants into the water, whom through the under toad would be sucked out the gulf.





When the dogs and the ram met, the nine foot wave the ram had pulled along would violently clash into the coast and unto the dogs, washing over the soil and freezing almost instantly, the force of the waves crash would send sheets of ice hurling through the air, upon a foot of contact the ram would explode creating a sphere with a thirteen foot diameter which would engulf everything infront, around, above, or below it. The force from the explosion would send pressurized and condensed negative twenty one degree air, traveling at sonic speeds, in every direction, freezing and lacerating anything in it’s path—and at the base of this golden sphered explosion would be water pushing away, and within this cage was the pure raw heated energy it was made of—inside wasn’t a joke either as the heated and electrifying salty wind would become like a hurricane dagger eviscerating and electrocuting everything it came into contact with as the steamy fog made it hard for anything trapped inside to even understand what was happening, this salty steam during the initial explosion was equally emitted from the dome and appeared to anyone outside it to be the explosions misty smoke.



This was not Shinde’s strongest Taijutsu—but this was the ultimate test for the Earth Guardian.
 

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“My blades cut through the stones themselves… Making a work of art out of you should be an easy task…”
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, Target locked, and Primed to engage - The Earth Dragon's next trap in this conflict had been sprung and his prey had stumble directly into the primordial decimation awaiting within his gluttonous maw. Containment and subjugation, extraction accompanying execution - this bout had played its course and the time had come for Tsuchikage to drop the curtains on this most dastardlier of acts. Bombs disguised as wolves, Iconic gestures confused for flagrant illusions... The melody of the Dragon hidden within the Dust had pulled his foe into Mazu's own favored inclination: Taijutsu... However, unlike his normal tendency to attempt to draw out the best in his opponent, the moment had come for the Tsuchikage to quell this beast before another that held enough power to threaten the entire world set his eye upon their conflict. Not truly a thought, but more of a ominous premonition or feeling that the darkness that had come to cascade over the world had been but the first sign of malevolence to spread throughout the lands... The Tsuchikage had more important matters to attend to than his personal vendettas, and while the focused anger within still burned with the intensity of a guided laser, his connection with his golems had acted to keep him stable within the situation - grounding his mind to the current circumstances rather those of the recent past. His Fujitatasu tattoo continued to glow with a slight luminance as chakra fed from one location to another, calling forth the the lilac floret to appear at her leisure to either accompany him in ending the tardigrade nemesis to Land of Earth or... perhaps, committing to something even more grand - connecting to each of his golems within an instantaneous moment to enact a special property of the seal's algorithm. Preserved within a matter, hidden within space, and kept from the effects of the outside world and/or even time itself - the Earth Dragon preserved not only its new-found treasure, but fragments of essence itself, along with portions of each finding and bounty so that it might create its own sanctum "menagerie".

The splash and pitter-patter brought on by the chakra infused earthen paws of numerous
Mud wolves, birthed from the beach's sanded coast to run steadily across the ocean's ripple surface, resounded over the water's surface with an oddly high-pitched resonance. As the creations neared the man, Shinde had proved to be the match for his canine onslaught but missed key details within the configuration of his combination technique of delayed ninjutsu, attempting to use nin-taijutsu maneuvers much like the Kage's own to displace the anatomy of the wolves... but, to no avail. The first mistake of the tardigrade had been to attempt again effect the surroundings, despite the fact that the Tsuchikage's chakra previously blocked his attempts and safeguards were left in place to block any further endeavors, spewing a chakra laden mist about the area in hopes to either attack or confuse his assailant. Little did the man know, the wolves instinct to follow the chakra of their query would have given them the ability to sense the man's disguised attack, while the Tsuchikage's own line of sight guaranteed that his creations stayed true to course and attacked the larger chakra source. Protected from the use of Genjutsu by his unnatural
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anatomy, he didn't feel the need to subvert his attentions as his opponent attempted to warp and manipulate the battlefield in methods that he'd known all too well...

As a true warrior-shinobi ,or Murimite, Mazu cared not for the methods in which his opponents wished to defend, rather, how his own attacks would meet their destination with lethal force and extreme precision... And so, through the use of both chakra manipulation, as well as, through following differing levels of the man's chakra signature's scent along the air - the wolves wove through and about the field to disengage from and bypass any and all attacks that were lethal to their structures. While the non-corporal Taijutsu based "Ram" indeed met with one of the wolves but five meters from his person, there were five more following within the first's shadow, averting their paths from destruction before staying true to their course now but a few meters from their collective voracious maw(s). As the nine-foot wave surged forth in attempts to freeze the five creations, this grand display only acted to warn the Kage and his pets of the impending attack, allowing for him to simply allow for the wolves to jump over the cascading tide - completely ignoring the supposed frozen demise that would have awaited them... as if they weren't regenerative based ninjutsu creations capable of not only enduring such climates, but also, break free of bounds due to the manipulative nature of their forms. Charging forth in order to latch onto the frame of their, no doubt, surprised opponent before his arms could first attempted to wave about himself to create his icy technique, the five following wolves would successfully bite onto and concurrently begin to, again, almost instantly seal the: Neck, Arms, & Legs; of their target - spreading over and throughout his entire body this time to effectively and swiftly seal it into place. While the first "Asbestos" wolf would have exploded upon kinetic contact with the "Ram", the resulting blast cause would cause for the air current, kinetic force, and/or any energies used within the technique to instantly be dispersed safely throughout the area - while displacing any and all "steam" in their surroundings... Unfortunately, it would seem as if time acted to reverse upon itself in this matter. Directly following after the explosion between "Ram" and Wolf, the crocidolite composites the wolf had been made of would begin to congeal upon the spot, readying itself for the next assault... when there was one...

As the created wolves accurately tracked the man, locking onto his position and giving aid to the
Tsuchikage's true efforts, truly... it had been the stagnation in his opponents actions that had sealed his opponent's fate. Choosing to first shadow box and weave out the creation of his ram for a few moments, during and after the Earth Dragon had finished his previous statements aligned with the man's own cited speech and directed his own attack over the distances from his own position on the Beach's coast to Shinde's atop the ocean's surface, in tandem with his opponent's preparation - he had allowed for the Tsuchikage to see through his movements and drive home his own attempts within the disguise of the man's growing confusion. With his left prosthetic hand, he had created a "Ring gesture", or circle,
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using his chakra infused false fingers while imbuing them with Wind, Earth, and Fire chakras... This deadly combination of elements had been the catalyst which gave birth to the atomic effects of Dust release technique that had been sitting in wait since before the creation of their fabricated animals, made to not only bypass the defense(s) his adversary had thought to establish as his wolves no doubt obscured his vision and attentions, but to erase him from the planet's surface in entirety... With a gruff and graveled tone filled with a hidden remorse drowned out by frustration and righteous anger, the Shadow of Earth decided to speak his farewell as the man faced his true destiny...

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Goodbye... King of the Sewers... Until we meet again..."

Before Shinde could think to again find a way to escape the sealing methods applied to his wolven creations, the Earth dragon would quickly ~snap~ the fingers of his right hand, as he concentrated on the first wolf to impact with the "Ram" construct that his opponent succeeded to manifest. Connecting with the remainder of the construct just as the other wolves poured Fuinjutsu seals about the entire surface of Shinde's body first, before effectively sealing his chakra systems and then remaining body from the outside within to ensure capture this time - Mazu would successfully swap out the muddied animal for his left anatomical prosthetic, closing the distant between his technique and its target to again ensure that his target could not possibly escape. Preparation, trap laying, and ultimately... the ensnarement. As the Tsuchikage thought of each fight as a game of chess, he made sure to plot and decisive plan out each and every attack he'd placed in wait... contingency after contingency, now coming to fruition. Again, snapping his fingers, almost in direct & instant repetition of the first, the Tsuchikage would enact his delayed killing blow... A large scale "Dust Release: Detachment of the Primitive world Technique". As the wolf had previously closed the overall distant to around five meters of the target, the range and circumference of the Kage's technique may have been overkill at a astonishing: twenty meters in length and nine meters in diameter - but he had already grown tired of an opponent he seemed to be able to rejuvenate himself from a singular cell... With this technique, there would be no cell remaining for him to regenerate from... Leaving only the true Shinde, locked away to face the wrath of the United Republic for his grievous crimes. With his wolves locked onto to the man's chakra signature and allowed to continue their attack due to the lack of true defense to his technique, it had been near to impossible that Shinde would have been able to evade this all erasing technique. Having spent his time preparing his technique as his opponent fooled about with the kage's pets, the requirements had been met, and now that he lay trapped within the White prism of space that ate its way deep into the ocean, all that was left to do was... to simply fade away...

Until the Earth dragon called in its favor, and made his timely request...
"Outstanding... Simply... Outstanding..."
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"Love is the dove of peace, the spirit of brotherhood, it is tenderness and compassion, forgiveness and tolerance.”


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The meeting at the office had been uneventful and yet productive, which was all that she could ask for when many diverse personalities were gathered in the same room. There wasn’t a single soul there that she didn’t respect, even if she didn’t have a personal relationship with them. But none she respected more than Mazu, and so when he called upon her she was undoubtedly going to answer. She gave Aratana a small little signal before she vanished in a plume of smoke.
The smell of lavender and teaberries scattered among the snow flurries as the smoke behind Mazu practically blended in with the expanse of white around them. Tendrils of straight purple hair unfurled, carried on the winds, to brush against the Tsuchikage’s left side as if the gentle touch of a lover. The woman whose hair these locks belonged to was of average height, so her soon-to-be husband’s for frame blocked sight of her completely. Mazu would feel Chūjō there, leaning herself against his back for a moment to assess the situation via less detectable and more secure means that he had taught her.
After a single moment, a soft hum could be heard coming from her lips as she shifted chakra through her body to regulate its heat. As she turned and stepped to Mazu’s side, she didn’t regard he who seemed to be her fiancée’s opponent directly, and instead cast her gaze in the direction of the man she loved. A brow raised, tilting her head slightly, and he likely knew what was about to come from her lips judging from the slight twitch to them.


“I answer a summons, and of course you’re fighting. In the middle of nowhere... in a snow storm. Mind filling me in?”


Her arms crossed over her ribs, fitting snug beneath her own... sources of heat. On her hand shimmered the most beautiful ring, almost as if it had a light source within it. The glint was visible, piercing even, through the veil of snow between them and foe. Another publicity thing- but Chūjō still adored the ring. It was one of the fanciest things she’d ever allowed herself to own and she did kind of enjoy the message inscribed in its band. It was so special to her. Mazu’s most perfect gift to her to date- besides Thumper.
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