Arcanis Clan Element training[solo]

Arcanis decided today he was going to work hard. Harder than he ever had before. He got up and walked slowly to the shower. It was going to be a long day. The shower woke him up but he knew he would need energy. After his shower he headed into the kitchen. He had a breakfast filled with carbohydrates and sugar knowing these would provide him with a strong kick of power today. Arcanis grabbed his pack and took off. He had a long walk to the mountain where he would train but he had a lot to think about.
Today he would have to bring his Clan honor by once again bestowing the land with the element of Vacuum. The Clan first developed the element in conjunction with Their kekki Genkai . Jiso and itchimatsugan don’t seem to correlate with the element of vacuum. Arcanis didn’t understand what he had read the night before. A vacuum was an element that helped sealing. Vacuum is the removal of air to the outside of the space putting pressure towards the inside. This gap was created by super heating the air with lightning to expand the molecules and wind to pull the molecules apart. This initial space in between space was the inspiration for the Jiso.
Jiso is the connection of unconnected space and vacuum element is able to remove matter from a space to create the vacuum. By using the vacuum element the Jiso was able to be developed by using space time jutsu to open holes within the vacuum . Jiso requires a ninja to displace space itself and to do that he must carry all the matter in that space with it to collapse the space between. With the Vacuum element the matter was displaced from the space between. No matter to displace meant it took less energy to collapse the space. However over time the development of the Jiso branched away from relying on the vacuum to bridge the gap. It did this by causing less effort to connect space. So the effort used to use a vacuum over the distance the Jiso could now bridge was wasted effort in using a vacuum to reduce it’s cost. However the use of vacuum was changed from that of a needed element to that of a privileged gift. Those who were trained to use it were considered honored and protectors of the clan. Vacuum became a weapon used for the manipulation of matter, namely the air, to accomplish a task.
The vacuum element eventually became well known as the tool of master assassins from the Hedatari Clan. Vacuum being manipulation of the air could be used to remove air from a room. This would aid the ninja by knocking out hostiles or muffling sound as well as many other uses. Vacuum is an element that was a well kept secret that was only feared in the world outside the clan. This is why only the trusted of the clan ever learned how to use it.
Arcanis being the last member of the clan and holder of all the secrets of his clan was trust worthy enough to learn the element. Arcanis chuckled to himself. His humor when he was alone was what kept him sane. “Sane?” the voice was getting more... “Persistent? You think you can get rid of me so easily? It’s your own fault for being so weak. I bet you it was your own parents that bomb your house just so they wouldn’t have to be around you.” Arcanis retrieved a kunai and plunged it into his hand. “Shut the hell up.” The voice didn’t speak. Arcanis felt peace as he wrapped his bleeding hand. The voice was right though. It was coming out more often and pretty soon it was going to be a permanent part of him.
Arcanis reached the mountain top and dropped his pack. Retrieving the scrolls he spread them around himself using heavy rocks to hold them in place. He sat among them in the cold. as he read and meditated on them he drifted into a trance state remembering his grand father. His grandfather was the only one he knew that had mastered or even knew how to use the vacuum element. He had watched his grandfather when he was a kid. He had gathered a lot of information about everything as he was a very curious person. He had always be quiet and observant but he knew that his grandfather recognized his curiosity and fed him behind the back of his parents knowledge of the clan. His grandfather used to suck things into his hand like his glass of his hat. He would manipulate small wooden spheres as a trick but Arcanis had noticed the underlying skill of the user. His grandfather was very strong.
Arcanis stood focusing his chakra mixing it and spinning it in his muscles. He attempted a burst of vacuum trying to pull one of the stones off the scroll. Unfortunately the result was a blast of wind throwing the scroll out into thin air over the side of the mountain. Arcanis sighed opening a Jiso and snatching the scroll back. The scrolls described mixing lightning and wind to create the element but it made no sense to Arcanis the way it was supposed to be combined. He formed a simple lightning sphere in his hand and attempted pouring wind into it trying to heat the air up high enough the result was the singing of his bandages. The temperature was enough to burn his hand and cauterize his self inflicted wound.
The pain reminded him of his childhood. He had stepped on a nail stabbing it right through his foot. He could almost remember the pain. The doctor had pulled the nail out and cleaned and healed his foot but the pain had never been replicated since. Until now. Arcanis scream echoed off the mountain. But It didn't matter. Arcanis grit his teeth and continued focusing bending his chakra and melding the two together. He bent his mind into his melding, but his mind was drawn to a time when he was mixing chakra for the first time.
His parents had just died and he was alone, on his own with no one to save him from his loneliness. He was close to giving up entirely but he found a stash of books that his father had left him. It was all the books and scrolls of his families ancestors. He had begun to learn how to meld his chakra into a wind blast. It was a strange feeling. His chakra felt wispy and light. He was able to twist it into a blade and he learned how to use it to increase the sharpness of his sword. Simple wind manipulations didn't phase him as much as this did.
A large snap brought Arcanis attention back to the present. He watched as his chakra created a small vortex and a bubble in the air. The bubble collapsed in a snap. Arcanis pour his chakra into the meld. The bubble grew and snapped closed. This time much louder. Arcanis spent the next hour channeling the vacuum pulling and manipulating the suction. He pulled and pushed manipulating his new found power. He learned to instantly focus his chakra and use his vacuum element as a defensive as well as offensive element. He knew he would have to put a lot of work into this ability.
His father's sword was a beautiful Katana of unmeasurable value. It was once used as a sealing sword for killing demons. It was blessed with the purest holy waters and kept sealed in it's sheath for decades. It was the families sword. But the family didn't exist anymore. Arcanis was the only one left and this sword was his legacy. The sword was more important than even Arcanis knew. He had seen it a couple times in the books his father had left him but the actual use of the sword in the rituals was unknown to Arcanis at this time.
The vacuum element was meant as a sealing element. The element was key in many jutsu that sealed movement, jutsu, sight, and even the great demon beasts themselves. Arcanis would manipulate his element to the best of his ability. He would learn all that this new power would give him. Arcanis poured the remainder of his chakra into one last vortex. Arcanis dropped to his knees almost passing out.
The cold set in on Arcanis. Arcanis set up his camp and huddled around the fire. In the morning he would work out his body to increase his stamina and speed. But tonight he wanted to expand his mind. He quietly meditated as the night set in. the winds blew hard against his tent and his mind drifted again. The winds whistled. The night grew cold. But Arcanis was lost in thought. He had to think about the future. He was developing his jutsu quickly but not quickly enough. His skills still seemed underpowered. He needed to be faster, stronger, and more powerful. He needed more power. “Power?” Arcanis smiled. “Finally got your attention.” The voice in his head was back, but this time Arcanis wanted to talk. “You are a part of me correct?” “Yes.” Arcanis could hear the smile in it's voice. “Good. That means you want what I want.” “Not exactly I want power at any cost. You want power but you can't imagine breaking the rules to get it. That is why you will always be weak.” the voice was dripping with contempt. “So...” Arcanis began. “If I were to give away those “idealism’s” you would lend me your strength?” “Heh heh heh HA HAH AHAHA AHA AH A H AHA HAH YOU WOULD GIVE UP YOUR RESERVATIONS FOR PURE POWER?” Arcanis hesitated knowing that his next thought would change his life. “Yes.” Arcanis mind seemed to grow. It felt weird. He felt like he had gained an incredible amount of knowledge. As if his entire life he had only been using a mere fraction of his intellect. He could see everything now. “Everything” the voice in his head was now his voice. He could see that the only logical way to acquire power was to take it. This is MY WORLD NOW.”
The winds died down as Arcanis stepped out of his tent. The temperature didn't phase him neither did the darkness. He felt like a new man. He tested his new found power. His wind and lightning jutsu seemed much more powerful. He tried to do his Vacuum bubble. Nothing seemed to happen. The air seemed thinner though. Extremely thin. Arcanis began to choke. Arcanis felt himself being pulled into the vortex. The slingshot around the vortex threw him a distance. As the collapsing space made a large clap of thunder. The sound and the loss of oxygen was not ideal. Arcanis did the jutsu again. This time he focus ed the diameter of the sphere to extend out from him so that he was not ripped off his feet. Also he was outside the sphere giving himself plenty of air. As the bubble collapsed Arcanis swirled the wind around it. The vortex began to spin as it closed. The spinning vortex collapsed without a sound. Arcanis smiled. Perfect.

Arcanis returned to the village. His new power ripping him at the seams. He needed to apply his power into missions and destroying enemy ninja to boost his power and fame. He needed money to buy supplies. The village would be his base that he would use to become the most powerful ninja in the world. He found his regular spot and began his regular routine. But he was not going to be regular any more. His push ups had an extra spring. His crunches were tight and fast. He stood on his hands and began to do more push ups. He felt GOOD. And this was only the beginning.

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