Training is needed even now

Shotaro barely exited a genin exam and went to a forest. He wanted to approve his skills. He had never done that as a genin. It had been his first time. No one saw him. He was there alone. Out there hardly ever someone went. This was his training square. He took some toys to fast the training. They were not necessary. This day Shotaro decided to learn his second earth technique. It was not so hard. A bit harder than jutsu until that day. He developed all the time. He did not have enough time to waste some of it. He struggled through the life with a lots of obstacles. He laid a bag on the ground and climbed on a tree without his hands. It was difficult. For someone whose wants, nothing is too hard. He did it. For the first time.  He had increased after obtaining genin. But other jutsu still needed practicing. This time doton. Moving Earth Core Technique. It should be good for dodging or scanning the area around. Who knows what else could it offer? For Shotaro it was important to learn a new jutsu, especially this one’s which can help sometimes. He meditated for a while. Each time he did it better.  He landed his hands on the ground. Nothing happen. He recalled all hand signs. He clapped his hands and then he put them on the ground.  The soil twitched, but did not go up. It was not expected effect. He scratched his head trying to recall everything he taught in the library. This was his final test. Only if we are saying about that jutsu (is it learned either not). He would be have more final test. Life would confirm if he is talented either not.  He earned a wise that he could not give in. He needed to attempt. No one saw him in the forest. He could do whatever he wanted. He did not need to worry about what other people says. Talent is only five percents of skill. Efforts is 95%. Thus, he struggled. He knew it was the right path.  If he had known someone who knew that jutsu, he would have learnt it easier. He laid on the ground. He did not think for a long. That used his time. He did some push-ups to rest. Then he continued to try doing jutsu. He focused on that task. When he did something like that, it brought pleasant results. He hoped it would work this time. He made a hand seal. Chakra circulated around him. A small amount of it, residue was in his vein. It makes him for a while stronger. His hands touched down on the ground. The earth shuddered and went down. Shotaro sink in the soil. The effect was not so incredible. In a moment every thing returned to normal. It could not match for the picture in a scroll. Rumor said someone learnt it with the first attempt. Really obvious it was not true. Shotaro executed it a few times more. With similar outcome. He pounded in the ground like a crazy. Though it did not help. It only severely hurt evenly. This attitude was not propitious. It baffled for a rookie like Shotaro. It was annoying that he needed such a huge effort. He stared at soil and thought. How prevailed such burden. Accomplish that was for him in that moment nearly impossible. 
- How!? - he announced to himself.
He could adjourn that training, but he did not want. He did keep at training. He figured something out. What he did, to lower the ground. He divided his chakra evenly. He made a hand sign and passed down toward ground. He put hands on the soil and moved it up. He determined to train harder. It was not his goal. He did not celebrate hastily. He heard something coming. He used his technique to conceal under ground. He decreased a square. A fox passed him. He was curious, if he could multiply a height. Otherwise, it could not be useful. It should have ensured safety. And it was the purpose of the jutsu. Shotaro wanted it beyond. He was now in exceptional good mood. Despite he was severed from Konoha now. He must have prevailed the solitude. He underestimated this jutsu. Hardship occurred on the way. Supposedly, it would be with every next jutsu. Shotaro would better find a teacher. He would list the jutsu and hand over them to a sensei. His influence would be sensible. The Hokage should reign over the Konoha in a different way, Shotaro thought. Shotaro doubted he did. Among all genin there were few that trained alone. It was fishy. Shotaro maintain at high level with training. He did exercise to clear his mind. He thought about some medicine, which help out with his training. He made a vow. He would never surrender in his whole life. Or almost hardly ever. He required that to continue. With his new jutsu he could be more cautious and win brawls in row. He could be someone different. He could smuggle nasty items to Konoha and sell them. He was not sure, if rules prohibited that. Some obstacle was apparent. No one would have grudge, if something bad happen. Shotaro caused a immense increase. It was a breakthrough.  He pretended to be a king. He thought that he could compete with every one. Awfuly it was not true. He at least did not have a hesitation. A Doton was not his blind spot any more. He cultivated it. He was quite proud of that jutsu. He immediately fell down. He was quite valiant. He should have found a buckler to defend. He strived to becoming Hokage in his own speed. He toiled a bit with every try. Piteous boy. With that rate, he could never become some one powerful. His foes was waiting for him. He did not know them even yet. His dignity was not ashamed yet. He was only a boy. He had a lots to make up. He memorized all the staff, he learnt. Temporarily he was resting. Good job for today.

1026 words Doton: Moving Earth Core Technique

This time Shotaro wanted to learn something useless. He had a few whiles. It was not easy to find something. He searched in the library and found a technique. Discipline! It was something he desired. He encouraged himself with that his sensei must have known this jutsu. He had never used it near Shotaro, but he was already a head of a clan. It fascinated Shotaro and he wanted to be exactly like his teacher. This opportunity was good. This particular had meaning to him, so why he should not have tried? He found himself in the forest. He depended on his skills. He stared to hit a trunk with whole power. It was not duly. Dozen of hits. None was perfect. All efforts was futile. But gradual improvement could be seen. Despite his fails, he continued to train. He wrapped the tree with the blanket in case not damage his hands. He slapped the tree. This time he felt no pain at all. There would be no mercy for criminals. With this jutsu every one could be caught. Oh, sorry. It is not that technique. This one could helped with the students, whose do not want to cooperate. With that our heroes Shotaro seemed more powerful and fast. Strength was not his best side ever, so this technique in the battle was not a best way. He intend to punish his students. He did not have any, so all the people was safe. Heat was unbearable. But he trained in the shade of tree for better effects. He could bear more. He did some push-ups to develop his potential. He had to made up his master and beat him in the battle. He wanted power. Sparing would be nice. With the umpire, who protect from damage. His pride concealed in the basket. He struggle with the tree. He inherited a big mettle. His anguished lasted. He had no grief for anyone. He pried to God for better slap. In this moment he could even ask devil for lending power. Maybe i exaggerated a bit. His tender hand was sore. The slaps pricked. On his visage cuts could be seen. It was not senseless training, which he could be seemed at the beginning. Decent hard work have been done. But it was not over. There was still a vast job to be done. Shotaro craved for a break and he made it. Some peers had seen him, but he did not care about that. When the sun was gone, it became a little damp. It brought a delight. He believed he would manage till the midnight. He rose up. A apparent mist appeared. Shotaro was not a lame. He knew his value. He had a strange feeling that he was being seen. He looked around and found someone. He approached to him and slap the bush. The old man flew out of it with flushed cheek. It worked. It finally worked. That was something. The men run away. Shotaro did not attempt to chase him. It was not a pure luck. Shotaro was gutsy and that paid. He would not poke a strange person, but that one had deserved what he got. 

532 words Discipline!

Shotaro wanted to learn another technique. This one was from his favorite spec. Genjutsu. He loved it. He could learn all day about it. He needed a victim. He would prey on it. He did not want to hurt it, only practice. That was extremity. He did not need a consent of Hokage. It was a jest. He found a women, who was walking through the wood. He focused on her. It was easier than with men for Shotaro known which reason. He already had read a scroll with all necessary information. That should have been his debut. Hence, he did hand signs. But the women did not look scared. It did not work. His own prophecy said that he would manage. It was not something exploratory. He hardly ever gave up before the end. He sought power in his new technique. He was searching for mistake in whole process of casting illusion. It could befall to everyone. Beforehand he did fault too. He could startle her without jutsu but it was not that what he wanted to learn. He intended to know Mist Servant Technique. That was it. It was not so hard jutsu. But it was for the beginning of his story with Genjutsu. This art was worth. It merged into one piece after all lessons. Usage of its power depended upon only caster. He thought about it. He tracked the women. She could not escape. He needed her. He tried his best again. Hand seals and nothing. Her pace was quite slow, so he kept her steps without efforts. He finally sat down next to river. This was perfect localization for him to train. None would see them. He focused on her again. He did not know what he did wrong. There must have been something. He forgot about it. But he could not recall. That was crucial. Without it he could not perform the jutsu. From Academy he knew a jutsu with bunshin. This time he demanded something more. The clone should have not disappeared after damage. It would distort and come as a two clone. It was maybe a little bizarre. It had also a few flaws, but no one wanted to talk about it in the scroll. If he could do it intuitively. It would be great. At first glance he looked like someone who was the best in the genjutsu. But there was needed a lots of practice. Even masters must have made a effort to become a master. Someday maybe Shotaro will be a super hero. Who knows? He did want to become one. Man plans, God laughs. Then who knows? He needed more time. Like always. He did hand signs again. This time something unexpected happened. The jutsu worked. Maybe not like Shotaro wished. But clones came from the river. They looked terrible. They crawled. It should not have been this way. Shotaro knew exactly what it look like in girls head. He was the designer. He was looking at the prey falling into his trap. She looked a bit scared. She stood up and went back. She predicted that clones would reach her but it would take ages. And because of the fatigue he come back to the library. He did not forfeit. Rome was not built in a day. That is something. He took few lessons with the books. He needed more information. It could help. Librarian smiled to him and open for him section with genjutsu facts. He had read her few scrolls, but he wanted to read another now. He had right to do so. If he wanted to conquer the opponent, he must have trained. No one was hauling him off to bed ever, so he went home earlier. He went sleep. He had nightmares, but he did not woke up. His yesterday barely worked technique made him happy. He wanted to develop it even more. He dressed up and went to the forest.

There was nobody, thus he waited for someone. He sat down in the bush and meditated. It made him relaxed. This day maybe he would learn the technique perfectly. Only jutsu grasped in this way could help during battles. He did not want to be disappointed by his jutsu in favor of opponent. Then a men came. He was drunk, but it did not mind. Maybe it was even a advantage. He could explain everything to himself, when he would sober up. This was his opportunity. He could not failed. It would drag everything. The men would go away and there would be no one to training. He thought about that. But he did not mind. It could only bring everything worse. Bad workman blames his tools. Hence he was ready to blame the scroll in the library, where was written the imaginary information. Actions speak louder than words. So he stared to form a hand signs. This was time for success. All's well that ends well. And it was not this attempt. The men shouted. But he was not even scared. He laughed. There was no point in crying over spilt milk. The man escaped with smile on his face. Maybe he was not only drunk but also drugged. It was another fault. That did not bode well. But there will be another prey. He wandered through forest and found a meadow on the forests edge. There women laid. She was quite pretty. She wore jeans and white t-shirt. She had glossy eyes. Shotaro covered up leaves. This was his camouflage. How many attempt did he need? He wished it would be his last. Wishes could have anyone. Every cloud had a silver lining and faith will move mountains. So it was this time. He made a hand signs. Boar, rat. Hope in them. Fortune favours the brave. This time he managed to put her under a spell. She was in the world of illusion. The copies of Shotaro came from every where. They were quite creepy. Crawled from trees. They went on their foot. It was success. They were not slow. There were exactly like their user. The girl was too scared to shout. That was something Shotaro desired. She rose up and run. She tripped over a branch. The genjutsu was gone. She hurt herself. Better late than never.

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Mist Servant Technique 
Discipline!

Doton: Moving Earth Core Technique

This day Shotaro decided to learn Genjutsu technique. He woke up early. Early bird catch the worm. He looked at his beautiful house. He hardly ever clean it. His mother did that. When he discover a jutsu in Genjutsu, he could use others to do that. Genjutsu is splendid art with window for new possibility. He ate a fast breakfast. There were no time for eating. He wanted new technique quickly. He dressed up sleepy. He set off to the library. He borrowed a book about Demonic Illusion: Tree Binding Death. It was fascinating him. He knew someday he would learn it. The only one thing he could do to improve his skills was reading. This always worked. Genjutsu was not barbarian art like Taijutsu. It needed finesse and intelligence. Shotaro had something like that. Maybe no too much, but enough. Wise he get from Yen was very useful everywhere. He needed to meet with him again. Maybe not in that moment. From him he gained a lot. Someday his master would be proud of him. He take a book with him and he went to a forest. There were the perfect place for him to study. No one had interrupted him there. The people who went there were only guinea pigs. Shotaro used them as a subject for experimentation. He cast genjutsu on them. He hid in bush with his book. He read slowly. There was a bit damp. He protected the book from a water. He was obligated to give it back. He did not pay a deposit, but he wanted others to learn from it. The Konoha was a spider web and all they was connected. Thus he did not feel guilty for trapping peolpe. He did not hurt them. The book was quite interesting. In library there were few others books about genjutsu. He left them for the future. This time he did not want to read a lot. This was enough. If he did not learn it now, he had a time. He could do it next day. The chunin exam was nearer and nearer. He needed more jutsu. But there always was time for him. Haste makes waste. That was a idiom, he liked. It made sense.

Someone appeared. This was a first person there, except Shotaro. Ninja watched the young women. She did not do anything indecent. She was wondering idly. The forest attracted various people. Shotaro did not mind that. He could take care of himself. Especially, when he was in the village surrounded by the great walls. ANBU could catch all foreign visitors. Shotaro did a hand signs. Dog → Snake → Monkey → Ox → Tiger. He wanted to cast a genjutsu on her. It would not hurt her. It was only a mental attack. No trace. He did not want to decapitate her. His purpose was not injuring people. Nothing was seen outside. But the girl did not act strange. Shotaro knew that the jutsu did not work. If only his teacher had knew this technique. Everything would have been simpler. He looked at the girl. Was that possibly the women was invulnerable to genjutsu? There was a chance. But it was unlike. She did not even seem to be a ninja. That was this technique's flaw. Or Shotaro's. More likely was Shotaro's fault. But no one had seen that. Shotaro was glad about that. People saw only failures mostly. They envied success, but they did not see a hard work before it. The girl went out. Shotaro was surprised and distressed. He recalled all the information from the book. He did not have a person to train with. He should have thought about finding someone for constant. There would not be a situation like this. The book was quite enormous. There were few informations about genjutsu generally. It was good for him to be up-to-date with new books about illusion. He was pleased there were authors who had written for him. Without that it would be even more difficult and arduous. 

Another men came into view. Shotaro was not thunderstruck. He knew about how many people one could see there. This was his following attempt. Maybe this time. He did hand signs. He could not tell, if he disappeared in men's eyes. He wanted to check it, because he was sure the tree had not grown. Thus the man was standing there and he did not seemed affected by this jutsu. Shotaro emerged from the bush in front of the man. The bodybuilder looked at him, but not immediately. That was a good sign.
- Hello - he said. He looked a bit anxious. He did not spend there a lot of time. He took what was his and he was gone. That was time for Shotaro to came back to home. For now his training was over. He took his book. On the way he visited a library. He returned the book and then went to his parent. This time without a stop. The dinner was waiting there for him. This was also part of the  training. Learning new things burned a lot of energy. He dined with his parents. He then took a little nap.
 

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This time Shotaro wanted to learn a very powerful jutsu from genjutsu. Demonic Illusion: Tree Binding Death. It sounded great. With it he could have destroyed all his enemy, who did not masterpieced genjutsu. He thought about it that way. He knew it was not so simply. He was weak. He barely passed his genin exam. He visited the library. This was where he gained all his knowledge, except that he learned from his sensei. It was better for him to train with the teacher. But he always did not have a time for him. He was not sure even if he knew that jutsu. He wanted to learn it on his own. Maybe he could find a person, who knew that jutsu. But was it worth? He would have saved some time. This way he learned more. He developed himself. He fluttered of pages. They were matted. He got access to a quite interesting information, which could help with his training. He was glad he did it. This jutsu needed more effort to be learned. It was jutsu of higher level. No everybody could learn it. Only the one with talent. Shotaro had it. The genjutsu was for him everything. He loved it. When there was no more books to be read, he went out the building. He went to the forest, where he learned his recent jutsu. There was the same men, he already had met. He had been drunk last day. He laughed at my clones. It was not nice. Maybe he did not know. It was not important. Shotaro needed him now for his training. He approached him. 
- Hello. I am the one, who cast an illusion on you yesterday. It was quite fun, wasn't it? I want to practice on you today my new jutsu. It could be as fun as yesterday - Shotaro said to the man. He did not mind, what the man would said. He only wanted to practice. The geezer could laugh, if he wanted. It was not a problem. 
- Are you from a cabaret? - He asked seriously.
- Kind of.
Shotaro did not wanted to maintain the conversation, so he started doing hand signs. Nothing good could come from a talk like that. 
- You can do whatever you want. The effect won't come fast - Shotaro assumed. The geezer sighed and sat down. He did not have anything to do, so he could play with Shotaro. For ninja it was a very important lesson and he needed someone to practice with him. He could not afford lost of a prey. Jutsu was everything to him. Without them he would not differ from that geezer. 
- I am Haruki - said the man and poked Shotaro. He reacted and pointed at him. Haruki was now in the other world for the moment. It was Genjutsu. Not this one, which Shotaro wanted to learn. He had learnt it already with Yen. It could help him understand better the nature of illusion. He took him into a big world of water attraction. Old man went down on a slide. This world was not limited. It was something which fascinated Shotaro. He wanted to masterpiece this area of fight. Not only by learning but also by inviting. It was not time for him yet, but he knew sometime he would improve this section. The old man seemed satisfied with this images. Genjutsu no always cause a psychical damage. But this was not something Shotaro wanted to train. He would like to practise Genjutsu, but not this technique, thus the images disappeared. There was no need for them for so long. Their function was to improve Shotaro's talents. They showed him, what he could do with this kind of art. 
- Why did you turn it off? - tedious man cried, sitting on the ground. 
- Is that a problem? It is not my purpose to entertain you - Shotaro said calmly. Training alone was a bit more difficult than with someone wiser. This time no one was going to correct him, when he did wrong. He was not in the mood to keep amusing this old man. He did again a hand signs. This did not have any effect again. He was so close to possess the secret. The old man was bored. He immediately sat. Shotaro was bored too. He decided to go home. He did not have enough power to train more. He wanted to stop. As he thought he did.  

682 words Demonic Illusion: Tree Binding Death

If Shotaro had slept any while longer, he would have felt guilty for the rest of his life. This was the longest night in his whole life. It was maybe because he had been quite exhausted last night. He prepared himself and went to the forest. He knew what he wanted. Again a lots of scroll he took with him. He studied them again. He would know them at all cost. It was not so difficult. He learned it by heart. However, he understood all there was written. He took advice from it. This time was in charge to improve his jutsu. The time for that had come. It was always there. He found a prey. He cast a genjutsu, where the women was not allowed to leave. It could be a quite scary, thus he hurried up him. He made a hand signs. The rate was not on his side. A little seed grew in back of women, but it was too slow to her to notice. Thus she went away impassive. He was quite depressed. But he did not stop to trying. He awoke his inner strength. It was there all the time. He used it, only when it was necessary. This time it was. He was on the brink of his endurance. He had be borne under lucky star. He could beat this women, if he wanted. But he did not. He sought the power. What he would become, no one know. He began all over. He did hand signs. He looked at the girl. He bet she would want to run away. The tree in back of grew slowly. A more faster, than last time. It bent to catch her. He saw it and have sped through forest. Shotaro had never seen her again. He bound another tree with his jutsu. It was not rapid enough to catch anyone. It needed to be boosted. He bit his lips and bled. It was not a deep wound, so he healed it very quickly. This jutsu was his support. He broke all genjutsu and stood alone. He bred his knowledge in his brain. All time he did something, a bit of information lasted in him. He had brought all the books from the library. He had time for them now. He leaned on the tree and held a one of his favorite books. About new genjutsu casting. It always made him happy. When he learned everything from the books, he sat in the desperation. He built a house of books. Then someone appeared.

It was a tall, slender man. He had burnt on his hand and was searching for water. He managed to find a river. He put his hand in water and drank it. Thirst burst him. Shotaro thought, he could not buy anything to drink. Maybe he was poor. It did not stop Shotaro to deal with him like with the women before. Ninja crept a bit to have a better look. He chose him, because there was nobody else. It could not cost him much. No one could see him now his work. He came close enough to cast a spell. He dug a little to avoid this man eyes. He drew something with his finger. But man did not see it, so he could not be affected. Like Shotaro thought. He dreamt he would teach this technique his children one day. He did a hand signs. A tree grew. But it fell. It covered the man, he was stopped. He felt discomfort. He did not know what to do. Things like this did not happened all the time. The tree did not hurt him. The prey dug a little and fled. Shotaro had no intention in chasing him. He ate his sandwich. He fed also his insects with his chakra. He had to learn this technique at all cost. He had a ample time to think.

Then he found another women. They changed all the time. The interval between them was giant, but there always was someone else. It was a place, where people came. He flung a stone at her, but he missed. And it was his aim. She felt then a bit confused. Like if she had been already in a genjutsu. She could not tell, if there would be someone except her. A little Kikaichuu flew at her and sit on her shoulder. She did not notice him. Genjutsu should have been forbidden. It was so powerful. Shotaro would never forget it. And he would never forgive a person, who decry it. He forsook his thought and focused on her. It was his another prey. He froze and gazed at her.  He got what he wanted. She smiled with head aloft. He did a hand signs again. He knew what would happened. The tree rose behind her. She did not notice. It caught her and hanged. But she did not yield to it. She ground the tree and hit it. Then she knelt on the ground. She breathed and hid in the bush. Shotaro was sure, the tree had grown faster this time, but it was not something he expected. She held a kunai in her palm. he wanted to hurt someone. When she did not hear anything, she kept focused and fled. Everyone fled, when something bad happened. Shotaro knew he was near gaining wisdom about this technique. If Yen had been there, he would have taught him. He went home. If the women had called a ANBU, he would have a problem. He laid himself on the bed and nodded. 

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Days were passing, and Shotaro did not learnt a technique. But he was trying, thus he was each day closer. He put on some clothes. He ate breakfast rapidly and went to the forest. He led immense army of bug. He had left his parents at home. They were safe there. Say nothing of their power, which was bigger than Shotaro's. He had lent last book from the library about magen jibaku satsu. He did not let anyone know about his hobby. He lit a torch in the forest to find good place for him. In some place there was only darkness. He would lost himself, if he did not was there everyday. He extinguished the fire to hid. He saw a children, who was playing hide and seek. He meant to interrupt. A grass looked mowed. It was strange here. Maybe it was because the lack of sun. He paid attention to the one girl. He would prove the power of Genjutsu. He hid in the darkness, but he sought light. He quit himself like ninjas. He put aside his grudge from yesterday. He did a hand signs one more time. This was always a beginning of this jutsu. The tree grew behind one of children. It caught her. But in the next second it was sawed. The child ran to the rest of them. She told them, what she experienced. They did not believe her. They gathered and chose one of them again. Karl was sent to investigate this dark area. He rang with his bell and he was supposed to do it again, if he found something. He sought clearly. He bet he would not find anything. He did want. He shook each time he thought he had seen something. His sewed t-shirt seemed to depart. Shotaro showed him something shiny. It shone in his eyes a long after that. He rang a bell and ran away. He said them about something shiny and all of them was gone. They did not even bother to shoot that. The ideas of training shrank. But he was closer with each second. He shut his friends bug in his body. He sang a song about genjutsu power quietly. He was alone, but you never know. He slept to recover. He did not sleep well at night. 

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It was a day of another of his trainings. He knew that would be very good day. His studies had taken him a lot of time. But the technique he was learning was not so hard. He took his clothes and went outside to practise. He considered going to academy for meeting person, who deepen the genjutsu. It could be helpful no matter how many time he had sacrificed yet. Other people could help him, so why should he reject. He turned back to academy. It was not far away. When he entered all eyes was turned forward him. He have been out there for the first time. He smiled and excused for being late. He sat on the chair and listened to the lecturer.
- I am Shotaro - he said. There were only few people. They must have known each other. It was quite legal meeting, so he didn't find himself confused. He knew he would not learn anything strong here. Only basic. But he needed them too, before he would learn something powerful. He focused on the lecture. There were information he already had known. But when he heard them from someone else, he understood their true meaning. There were something more than he thought at the beginning. When the last words had been said they started practise. They grouped in squad of two. In his was a quite handsome man. Shotaro started. The effect was even better than last time. It was incredible. But also then something was missing. His partner congratulated him. Then was his turn. He did hand signs and casted a genjutsu. Shotaro watched him, focusing. He figurated out his mistakes. When the jutsu was released, he made a improvement in his technique. This time the jutsu was finally good enough to use it in the combat. He was glad about that. Aburame member thanked everyone for their attention. He did not want to stay there any while longer. When he achived his goal, he wanted to take a snap. There were no obstacles. He came back home and prepared his bed. Having jumped in, he fell asleep. In his dream he saw a women wrapped by a bunch of branch. This made him think about using his new learned technique in the life. There were so many option he could consider. His bugs were not affected. 

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