I am not in danger; I AM THE DANGER

And so it was that the terror that was known as Atlas wandered through the lands. He had left the village he once called a home, a village that had nurtured him despite betraying the village that had once been his true home.. his only home. In all truthfulness, Xyxer had always been a wanderer, he had never truly considered Tengakure his own village, and if truth be told, he hated the majority of the shinobi inside of it. Few proved to have any usefulness in this life, many would rather stagnate than earn glory in the battlefield. What kind of person would Hysterio turn out to be, Xyxer pondered.. Was he a lion hiding inside of the fur of a sheep, or was he truly a loyal follower.. Only time would tell, but his instincts told him the former.. Even his closest friend, Takeo Tadashi, could not be considered an ally in this world. In this world.. he was alone. Nothing could truly understand him and nor could he understand them. He expressed himself through the slow and methodical art of torture, the releasing of life's crimson agent.. Slow, precise, wearing.. the way that Xyxer liked to play. He still had his cross inside of his small space time world, and it was a good world there.. if only he was finished with this world and the pain he wished to inflict.. Everyone would know the name of Kirigakure's shinobi. They would know their pain. Savagery and callousness.. words that embodied the demon of Kirigakure for aeons, and words that still rung true to this very day with Xyxer now being the only one to hold the mantle. Xyxer himself however, at this current point in time, had reached the edge of the sea. That was to be where his next journey would be, the sea.. It had always been his home when he was in doubt and he could even be considered a god of suiton.. There were certainly rumours that he was the most formidable opponent using that style. However, Xyxer did not feel like expending any of his chakra at the current point in time.. it would just be dull and silly in actual fact. Lifting his eyes up from the body of the water, he searched the shore with the eyes of a hawk, waiting.. plotting to sweep down and ruin the lives of a small peoples in the blink of an eye. Such was the way for the apex, and it was a burden that Xyxer must carry. However, the gods appeared to smiling down upon their creation that was Atlas.. Or was it the demons that reared around him, twisting his luck so that it had became copious? It mattered not to the beast, all that mattered was that his plan was slowly coming to fruition.. the lives that were lost in the days of Kirigakure would be avenged, they would be inspired.. they would be honoured. Xyxer, at a casual pace, strolled across the edge of the body of water towards a ship that was moored, for some reason, not at a dock. That would make his next job easier as that implied this was not a ship with authority, nor a ship with any reason to be here.. Nobody would suspect a thing.

Hailing the watch keeper on the ship, the blue haired individual proceeded on his slow, methodical walk towards the ship. The tension was rising, and they could feel the raw chakra pressure exerting itself from his body, forcing other, lesser people into subjugation. Everything about Xyxer screamed power, fear.. insanity? This was no time for Atlas to come out and play, no, this was time for Xyxer.. He was the true demon in this pairing, and as such it was his time to play.. the demons needed their toll and they would be rewarded handsomely soon, but a morsel.. a showing of Xyxer's happiness with their allegiance. Waiting at the edge of the hull until a gangplank or boardwalk or some shit was lowered down to the ground, Xyxer would make his way up onto the ship slowly and scan the crew as they all stared at him, muttering feeble words among one another.. Rumours. Rumours. Rumours. That annoyed him. Where was the superior, the man that he was supposed to demonstrate his strength to? Looking around the rotten group, he noticed soon a man dressed differently and beckoned for him to come over to him with a wave of his hand, a gesture of his kindness. He walked past his group slowly, his eyes fixated primarily on the ground.. that was fear. This man was fearing Xyxer, and that was all well and just.. any man in his position should feel the exact same otherwise they would be a damned fool.

"W.. What do you want? Ye' have no authority here. This is my crew. My ship. She's mine.. The loot.. is m-mine!"

Xyxer rubbed his temples genty, his anger was already being piqued.. He looked towards his side, a mirror image of him stood there, watching the captain before he turned his own head towards Xyxer.. Was that Atlas? He looked at the male for a few seconds.. was that truly how he looked? He seemed neat, collected.. He did not feel neat nor collected.. He felt bubbling in his veins, rage.. the emptiness in his heart, the longing for one that could never be brought back into his arms.. The feeling for pain to make sure he is still.. feeling. They locked gazes silently and discussed their processes mentally, their discussion slowly developing into a verbal one with whom nobody else could see.. "Atlas, you must understand.. I can not exempt people from the pain that is due. They have leased a life that is not rightfully theirs.. If my friends were not granted the ability to live, why should any of these mutts.. these.. scourges.. have any right to experience the luxury they were denied?"
"While your friends have been denied that right, Xyxer, you're better than that. You have the opportunity here.. to spare people. Why kill an entire company for no reason.. Do you know how to operate a ship? How to stop it from sinking and how to steer it? How to maintain it so that it does not become decrepit and fall apart during a storm? You think merely in the moment, Xyxer, and that is your undoing. You attack without reason.. You ask questions after you attack. You are a dog, Xyxer, and you've lacked a lead ever since your mother spewed you from her womb into the world." There was not much to be said in retaliation to such words, although he took on parts of them.. He could not attack Atlas, he understood that he was not truly there, he knew it was in his head.. But.. this rage. It bubbled hotter now and it made his veins teem with life's beginning.. Silently, the figure of Atlas nodded and Xyxer understood the call. It was permission, everyone knew that. Xyxer walked over to the captain and smiled softly at him. It would all be fine. In due time, he would feel no pain at all. Shifting his hands from his sides, he swooped one arm lovingly around the males waist and hooked him against his body roughly, much like lovers, and with the other he positioned them as if he was about to put his fingers into a bowling ball and advanced them slowly upon the face of the male whom struggled in his grasp, but dared not hit the beast. His rough fingertips grazed gently against the soft jelly of the eye that protects one of the most sensitive organs, a burning sensation erupting in the mans eyes at the feeling of disturbance, but his eyelids could no longer blink in time and it was all to get worse.Slowly, a pressure was built upon inside of the mans skull as his finger tips did not see fit to stop just at his eyes, but instead kept pushing the soft organs internally, but the eyes would not budge after a certain point.. they remained lodged, just like the males screaming.. But all good things come to an end. It did not take long until the sensitive jelly was penetrated and the claw like fingers of Xyxer entered the balls with a sickening pop, his fingers now experiencing the jelly that was inside of the eyes yet continued further, constantly poking and prodding at the brain when his fingers reached such a spot with the male still not resisting, having turned out that Xyxer was holding his arms against his waist. The crew watched on in fear.. They dared not run or speak now, they knew the events occurring before them could soon be their own fates.. Hooking his fingers internally, he grasped the inside of the males cheekbones and threw his hand downwards, catapulting the males broken face into the floor with another crunch. Blood drenched the hand of Xyxer, but that was okay, it was a good price to pay. A voice emerged from the background..

"I never liked the cunt anyway."

Chuckling, Xyxer nodded and moved towards the board he had used to ascend, lifting it up and putting it to the side before he asked for a role call, sitting down near the mast as he awaited his new crew. Sure enough, one by one they aligned in front of him and Xyxer did what was needed.. Their rumours, they would annoy him. Their bickering, it was not needed. He brought the knife to the tongue of each of them, forcing them into a state of muteness.. They would be eternally quiet thanks to their new master and they thanked the gods for that. They did not suffer the same fate as their captain, after all. Xyxer issued a few orders with the flag being changed and they sailed out to sea.. "The Silence" was a fitting name for such a ship. After a bit of sailing, Xyxer himself would jump off the ship after telling them to anchor, having felt a disturbance in the energies around the area, a feeling of.. calling. Entering the water he swam down with the feeling now becoming ominous and powerful.. stronger.. stronger.. After minutes of swimming due to his natural disposition to the water, Xyxer noticed a large.. creature. Just there. A.. powerful thing indeed. Moving down towards it, he rested his hand atop it's leather skin and it's eyes opened, revealing hollow husks of a beast that could make any veteran sailor tremble.. But Xyxer was not a sailor. He was a leader. He too.. was a monster. You see, something queer happened now.. No words were spoken but there was a mutual agreement. Amongst the powerful, words are not needed.. they know of each others goals, and these two knew one anothers.. Xyxer desired power.. he desired the ability to kill and slaughter hundreds upon thousands of people.. The Kraken.. it wanted glory. Power. Pride. People need know it's name, and who else would be more fitting of being it's master than a man that was the alleged god of water? Rumours spread far and wide of Xyxer and his cruelty, the Kraken had heard of many a sailor pray to him before it had swallowed them whole.. Was this a reckoning by Xyxer? Was he here to avenge his peoples? There was a slight.. fear.. In the belly of the beast, but it did not show it. It's life had been long and prosperous and many knew it's name. But.. Xyxer did not come to kill the monster, he already knew what he wished to kill, and this creature was to be of aid. Sliding a small knife out, he sliced the creature somewhat and put it's blood upon a scroll, forcing it into a contract. Swimming back up to his boat, he clambered aboard once more and ordered them to sail, the beast sailing beneath them as they moved in silence.

[Exit]
[2019 WC]
2000/200 = 10 AP
Kraken contract signed
[5300/5000]
DA BAUSS