Portals, Winds, and Childhood (P,NK)

Logic was at it again. It seemed that he had some strange addiction to training. With the amount that he was doing in the past few weeks, he needed some substantial rest. So he got just that. A few days inside the house never hurt especially when he would just train right after. Today would be that day. “Let’s see. What’s on my list of things to learn and practice today? I was searching around for some interesting things all of yesterday while in bed.” Logic said walking about his room looking for the paper that he had left from earlier. “Here we go.” He said grabbing the paper off one of his dressers. “Today’s time for the portal space time technique, another movement technique to go along with my speedy liking. After that…. I don’t know. But, I will figure it out.” Logic said aloud. It was settled. The next task on his bar of them was to learn the infamous portal technique used by nearly all proficient space time specialist. Logic grabbed his things and fled from his house out to that familiar plane of grass with generally no one around. Today though, there were a few guards but they didn’t bother him much. Logic sat in the center of the windy plane of grass with green all around him. He wasn’t much of the nature type but hey.

 Nothing beats a good blast of wind. “Now the first step. Understanding how this portal works and its structure as well as properties. The objective of this technique is to allow quick travel of anything from humans to other similarly sized objects. These portals work as somewhat links of reality or rifts that can be popped out of and entered at various points. This is done by performing a few hand signs. After this, a sphere emerges in front of the user and flies to hit any solid surface. It has a range of 30 meters and when it does make contact, a portal is formed.” Logic said aloud. Now that he had his topic solidified, he could begin his training. This one would prove to be rather difficult as the technique, despite its simplicity, seemed overall much harder than anything he had done before. The closest in terms of resemblance would be the storage displacement technique. That was based around shifting one item from one place directly to another. Though here, he must link constant portals that remain without fading away at all to be possible for future use. Logic went flat on his back against the grassy field and transitioned himself to the view of his mind’s eye now. 

In this world, it was rather high tech looking with various colors and other creations about. It looked somewhat like a futuristic robot assembly line. “Interesting… didn’t actually try to imagine this but what can you do. Looks like I’ll be doing my work here.” Logic observed further and found that the robots were being overflowed into the one area of the assembly line that was supposed to be a solid transfer wall. By solid transfer wall, Logic meant a wall that could be passed through physical.  - - - In this mental realm, he existed as a floating spirit in first person viewing the entire place from his eyes. He glided forward and closer to the contraptions. “Looks like I’ll need an even closer look. These robots are so complex…” He said in rather awe of the entire place. His mental views were detailed but never this detailed. He went to the point of dysfunction where large robot pieces would get piled up against a wall. Logic checked on both sides of this, one was perfectly fine looking as if it was ready to receive the parts for building while the other side was fully crammed with a near mountain of them.

 “Damn, that’s a lot. Guess this is my test for the portal technique. How can I make it so that they all flow through? First I need to be able to create this sphere that the jutsu requires.” Logic said. The problem became that right after that, logically, he would need to know what the sphere was made of or better yet what properties did it have so he could emulate it in his own. “The signs… what were they? Nope, I know. Rat and Hare.” Logic performed his rat and hare signs then held the final sign trying to visualize what the sphere should be. He knew it would be small, likely red, and would travel at generally slow speeds compared to most projectiles that exist in the normal world. - - He didn’t know how to give something a color or how to make it take form in a certain way. One thing he did know was that space time was mainly for means of manipulation and less of creation in his eyes. The most he had done in that section was creating his immaterial sword but that seemed greatly easier as the sword was like a puzzle of complex shapes while this one is just too simple. “Let’s see… creating a sphere.

 I need to devise a simple method for this simple problem.” He thought. He tried to visualize a second space where he could see his hands at close up views. He thought of a piece of mud in his hands and looked down. There it was. “I remember doing this as a kid. Natural as ever.” He began to roll the piece in both of his hands making a circling like motion with the aid of both of them. This resulted in him reducing the piece of mud into less of an oddly formed stick but more and more into a spherical shape. The method behind this was rotating the piece in the hands with specifically one hand then clamping down with that hand and alternating back and forth. Eventually, if one didn’t use too much pressure while doing so, the ball would be formed. Though… Logic didn’t have any material to work with at first. This was annoying until he realized a crucial error in his thinking process about the technique as a whole. “Wait a second here… I’m not making a material object. I’m simply making a rift in places between space. It’s not even much of interaction with the physical plane but more like a gate to another world.” This concept would make his training much easier and this was often one of his problems. He didn’t know how to approach many space time jutsus when trying to train them. Just if he had a real life example… Logic was preparing to go back into training mode as he dispelled the second visual world of his that revolved around his hands until he heard a large crashing sound. 

It didn’t seem to originate from the physical world but instead the one he was floating in right now. “What the hell was that?” He glanced back at the assembly line to see that the robot pieces were backing up so much that it would probably result in something like a full on failure or explosion if he didn’t finish fast enough. “Oh look what we have here.” He said to himself. Logic was the king when under pressure. The adrenaline could only boost him instead of mess his performance up. This was an odd situation since hearing any loud noises in a realm within your head would leave you damn near knocked out and he had little time to fix what was going on here. He could have just dispelled the mental world right there and made another one. But that would be too easy. “So I need to somehow make a rift within the world to be able to transfer the items or people in question. There must be at least two for them to be linked up.” Logic understood. The closest thing that he understood about cutting the world using space time was cutting up the items that he used in the storage displacement method. They would be sliced at many angles to allow them to become triangles before glowing and fading away into nothingness. He still would need to create a sphere of sorts though. So here’s what he decided to do. “I’ll make this sphere but not just in any way. I will make the sphere a slicing motion that has been shrunk at its sides until appearing to be that of a sphere. Once it nears the surface, it will expand forming the portal rift by cutting into the reality that is connected with the solid surface it hits.” 

It was pretty intricate for a jutsu that wasn’t all that complicated in theory. Logic flew around to the left side of the contraption assembly line where nothing was built up. He looked at the large wall that was blocking everything from passing. “I need to get rid of you.” He said already doing the hand signs for his jutsu. He nearly stumbled in midair when the world shook with another boom of the assembly line. He was sure some of those robots had flammables. Logic did his seals once more and then tried to do something very strange. To make sure that he would create the shape correctly, he reduced the amount of time going around him in that small area. This made what he was forming move extremely slowly no matter what power it had at the time. First, he created a long vertical slice that seemed like it was created from a speeding sword with a downwards slashing arc. “Now we’re getting somewhere with this.” Logic said with a slight smirk on his face. The slice was a shining red as if it was crimson blood floating in the air. “Now I need to add another one of these at a right angle from the center.” 

He performed another slice this one being horizontal and matching up with the vertical once. If someone was perfectly angled, the symbol of it all would appear to be a thin floating red + sign. “Now if I shrink it in on all sides, it will appear as a very small sphere or circle.” Logic did as he said and began constricting the size of his object slowly inching forward in the slowed time zone until It became smaller and smaller to the point where he could even hold it in his hand. Once it reached around the accurate sphere size for the jutsu with Logic just eyed easily. He stepped to the side of it to observe its shape. It seemed that the sphere wasn’t much of a sphere. It appeared as a single red line since the cross was facing forward and he was to the side. “Heh. Should have known that that wouldn’t work.” Logic then returned to his prior position and reset his creation by expanding it back out until it regained the shape of the large red cross from before. “Instead of simply shrinking all the lines, I must give it an odd spiral of sorts so the lines begin to cover around forming what would look to be a sphere.” In theory, it sounded reasonable but who would know until they tried it? Logic began his spiral method somewhat reeling the lines in random directions until stabilizing them and making sure that they would stay there. Logic then perfected his spiral and sucked the creation back to its small size of before. Now stepping to the side, he could see that it did appear as a perfect red sphere oddly enough. “Alright, onto the next step.” He would need to make sure that his properties were correct or else the sphere would have little to no effect in terms of slicing reality once hitting solid surfaces. Logic removed the shifty time barrier that was around his attack for practicing and now he would continue shooting his various spheres developing a faster speed each time he did so. Here was his first. The red sphere shot forward with decent speed and rammed into the wall that was blocking the assembly line. It wasn’t very effective as it didn’t even leave a simple dent in the large barricade sized wall of orange metal. The properties of the editing / manipulation that he did could be controlled at will via the mind of the user.

 Again, the problem was that he didn’t know a list of all the possible properties to be edited. Though, that didn’t stop him much. Logic tried for a second attempt and this time, the results seemed more promising. Once it made contact with the large wall of orange metal, the color on the area of impact and a bit around it began to switch to that of a reddish purple or so. It seemed to be trying to open up a rift just a little more than the last. This cycle of slight improvements continued on for a little while until Logic fully got it down. On his 34^th attempt, he shot another one of the spheres and as it collided, it casted a large portal seemed abyss of red with an outline onto the wall. It was large enough for him to fly through if he wanted to. “Finally… I got one of these damn things up. Now I need to link it to a second one on the other side.” Logic said already zipping around to the right side that was covered in any more robot parts than what he remembered from before. He had to cram himself around and in between the parts to be able to see the wall on the opposite side. Logic shot another sphere and it pushed through and collided on the face of the wall on its opposite side. Surely enough, the portal was opened right there on the spot. Logic, in attempt to test his new creation here, rushed forward and smashed his head onto the portal which seemed to now have a rather solid surface of its own.

 “The heck… I guess they aren’t connected somehow?” He said realizing he failed to connect the warp or loop between his two portals. When doing the jutsu normally, this process wasn’t required and should have been automatic. Thought, for a first time user, it needed a bit of focus. Logic flew off to the side view of both parts of the robotic assembly line and then tried to imagine. “I must link these two rifts in space and time to create a passage way or a gate between them.” In his actual mind, he saw little faint images of two purple disk vertical with some great distance between them. He was making some progress with connecting them slowly seeing them merge until the sound of 800 trucks crashing together broke his focus and ears. He snapped into the physical realm lying on his back in the grass, holding his head to reduce the ringing effect that was resulted. “Must have been those darn parts again….. Knew they’d do that sooner or later.” Logic got back up. He may not have been able to fully use his jutsu in his mind’s eye but surely, that testing and training would benefit him within the physical plane.

 But first before testing them again, he needed to try something else to visualize the connection between the many portals. He dug in his pockets for a piece of paper and a pen. After finally finding one, he began drawing an example. He made two points on the paper, point A and point B, then labeled them both. He drew a line between them that would represent normal travel. However then, he grabbed the paper on both ends and curved it until the points would overlap. “I shouldn’t be trying to connect the portals like cords or cables. I should curve space until they are in the same place technically.” He thought to himself finding out something new by the minute. The idea of curving space was something that was normal for him. He had to curve his ground when practicing Hoho. He had to curve the world when doing nearly any space time technique. Now it was just the time for application. Logic got up from the ground, leaving the pen and diagram behind. He turned to his back to find a tree and then another tree to his left. Using what he had learned so far, he performed his hand signs and shot one sphere to the tree forward of him and one to the tree left of him. The one on the tree to the left of him hit first making that Portal A. 

The one that hit the tree in front of him hit last making that Portal B. The portals opened just as they had before but they weren’t linked properly yet. He could feel it. Logic stared at the point middle in his vision field between the two portals and willed his mind to a new level. He willed the world to simply curve at this point until both the portals were side by side with virtually no distance between them like two pancakes slapped on top of each other. The world didn’t literally curve. He wasn’t good enough for that but the portals certainly did link. He could tell by looking to his left since he could see himself through Portal A. “Now for a test of how effective this is in terms of transferring things and people. Logic grabbed a rock and returned to his spot before hurling it directly into Portal A. It was going at least fast enough to break a bone if it hit someone. The rock flew out of Portal B and sped towards Logic. Knowing it was coming, he dodged it with relative ease moving to the left of it. “Now the final test. He ran fast at Portal A until reaching just a few meters from it. 

He dove with all his force right through and ended up slamming into the ground near Portal B. “Success.” Logic was extremely tired after this and was in decent need of a mental break after getting destroyed by the massive explosion of noise from within his mind. Though he couldn’t give up just that easily. He wanted to learn another technique in that day. Actually… He brought himself to his feet and walked over to Portal B’s tree. He dispelled the portals as if they didn’t cost anything to him. “I feel heavy in this state…. I know what I need. I must figure out how to work the wind element.” That was a rather loaded wish to be attempting to work on. But that didn’t bother him much. He was the determination type after all.  - - - Logic stood straight now feeling the wind run along him in all directions. “I’ve never tried to train the understanding of something as vague as a simple element. But I do know one thing. You must know the feeling of the energy which you which to control. I must know the air, know the wind, know the sky, know the clouds, and know my breath. Breath, I will begin there.” He sat down with his back against the tree trunk. He understood that much of the chakra control originated from the mind and body. In this way, breathing had to be closely connected with the art of the wind users. 

Often when observing, Logic would find that they’d breathe in before heavy attacks and other slight changes similar to that. He started off with something very simple. Trying to breathe in through his mouth and out through his nose. This continued for quite some time and nearly put him to sleep so he had to try something different. Logic got up and then got back onto the ground, this time in a prone position. “I’ll attempt holding my breath to see what this feeling of tense air is all about. I rarely drown when I’m swimming so I don’t remember much.” He sucked in as much air as he could and held it in his chest. The time started to pass by. It hit four seconds, then ten, then twenty, then twenty five. Logic began to feel the burning sensation within his chest forcing him to expel all of his air in exchange for new more refreshing kinds. “That’s harder than I thought. My time was around….. 27 seconds. I can do better than that.” Logic concluded with himself. He would wait to regain some of his lung strength and then go for another attempt. After the short break, the time had come once again.

 He would sit with his legs crossed on this attempt. “The lying on my chest part probably did not aid me much in that last working at all. Here we go.” He sucked in as much air as possible once more and tried to someone compact it with all of his force using his tongue, inner body and everything else. This should have worked in his mind but it gave a negative result compared to his last. It was like filling a water balloon with just too much water. It ended with a quick burst and pop from being overwhelmed. Logic near instantly needed air as he pushed all that he already had out of himself in more exchange. “I think I understand the problem that I’m having here. It seems to be that I’m taking in so much air that I can’t simply hold it all. That’s obvious though. I need to find the correct balance between too much and too little if I want to be able to perfect what I’m doing here. My goal is at least two minutes or more. In my next five attempts, I should easily rise past that goal mark. Besides, what could be so difficult about breathing anyway?” Logic thought to himself. He regained his breath with another short break and got ready to go again right after. This time, he would stand up and simply look directly into the sky staring onward. He suckled in a decent amount of air into his chest and held it there. This proved to not make him want to stop holding right from the start. “Looks like I got past the first barricade.” He said to himself still holding the breath that he had reeled inside. It was wondering around the time of a minute now and Logic was still holding up pretty well. To make sure that he wasn’t unconsciously cheating himself out here, he held his nose and kept his mouth shut as well. He started to become dizzy and have a strong feeling of his chest being on fire when he reached the two minute mark. He finally stopped and began coughing while still grasping for air to take in again. “Good. Goo-. Good enough.” He said to himself.

 - - - Time seemed to be passing faster now. It was like the day was fading away. But in this way, the training picked up as well. Logic took another short break to regain the strength of his lungs. After doing so, he felt rejuvenated. “What’s next on the list of understanding how the wind element works? Maybe the feel of pushing through the wind and what it is to be wind.” Logic decided that the best way to test this would be running around the perimeter of the entire clearing of grass just to feel the wind wisp around him. He started from the Portal B tree and continued running counter-clock wise around the whole clearing. Each step was like a graceful run along a pool of water as if he was balancing on something that wasn’t intended to be balanced on. He continued running and running trying to increase his speed with any chance that he could get. He figured out a few things while doing this simple exercise. One of these would be that when you are moving fast enough into large amounts of air and wind, you can no longer breathe because the wind will be passing by you too fast for your body to reel it in with the breathing force that it normally uses. Secondly, the longer you do a physical straining exercise, the more you get used to it in that same time. Though, if you are to stop at any given time, you will soon feel the pain of doing it after. This wasn’t any ordinary run though. It was at least 18 miles without any breaks or stopping. Despite not being the strongest or most endurance based person, Logic was capable of this for a few different reasons. Whenever he would step on the ground, he would conserve energy by having the ground bounce him back as well utilizing what he found to be true while training for the Hoho skill. This simulated running somewhat on a trampoline where each step you make knocks you just a little more onward. Needless to say, Logic was exhausted near the end of this but he also wanted to try something a little more interesting. Now sitting in the center of the grassy field, he entered and transitioned into his realm of the mind’s eye, the ultimate perspective. Here, he created a large pit with just one way to dive into it. Logic created a clone of himself in this world and took the first person perspective of him. He now stood on a large stone beam that extended over an abyss of fog filled void that lied below. The sky was just as blank and the place felt gloomy and completely weird, abstract, and very alien to his mind. “Here I can test those prior figured out theories to the ultimate test. I wil activate the realistic physics engine within this world temporarily and see if I can explore this next method of mine.” He wanted to understand the wind by somewhat becoming the wind. His first attempt wouldn’t be becoming the wind but rather coexisting with it.

 This world that he made in his mind featured and endless pit that went on for who knows how long. The abyss was endless with air all throughout the long drop. This air would collide with him and he would get the sense of what it was like to be submerged or overwhelmed with it. Logic walked to the end of the beam and dived right off into the endless abyss of a whole that must have be at least 30 by 30 meters. The dive was terrifying as expected. Logic would attempt to scream if it wasn’t for the property of earlier being taken to its maximum level. When air is rushing by you at speeds extremely fast, you can no longer breathe nor talk because the sounds you make are canceled and you can’t pull in air fast enough to be able to use it. The only way around this to stop himself from dying by suffocating mid fall in this case was turning on his back and grabbing air that had already rushed around him. “This isn’t simply air. Air is not just an invisible constant like the way most think of it. Air is a free and fluid element. It transitions similar to water but can strike with the force of rippling earth or streaking lightning. Just as I had suspected, all the elements are interlocked in a strange way. I suppose that will never change but now that I understand the properties of wind. I can exist with it. Wind is free so I mustn’t try to control it directly. I must give it a path to follow and simply let it walk or run, whatever it prefers. Logic continued falling into the endless pit when he decided on something. “I will become the wind on this attempt. I see it now. Mass. CONTROL!” Logic began to feel his weight reducing as if he was becoming the air of which he spoke about only seconds ago. He could now control his movement shifting higher or lower changing in direction or speed. It was as if someone mounted wings onto his back. He was falling, yes, he couldn’t change that fact. But, he could fall at his own speed. “I need some sort of challenge for this flight.”

 Mentally, he made the force dragging everything down in the abyss much stronger until the point where he had to create a space time barrier around himself to slow down the air so he could breathe it in. This was the definition of speed. The deeper he went, the darker the entire area would get until he reached the level where he could no longer see in any directions like he was floating in an ocean of darkness, and ocean of shadows and petrified souls. That’s when it happened. The area lit below him with a strong color of red like a million torches spread along the walls. That’s when he saw the massive sentry below him. It was a mechanical firing turret that was shooting fast high speed wind blast. “Here’s what I need. The only way I’ll survive this is if I become as free as the wind dodging automatically with no hesitation what so ever. The first wave of the wind blast began spiraling in. “Damn.” He said as one caught slightly the back of his leg. These blast weren’t any ordinary blast. They were tracking his movements curving in midair like the free wind itself to quickly chop him down. The only thing that kept him alive were the many pillars that began to emerge. He could fly around them and use them as protection when needed. Flying right around a pillar, he then charged the sentry dodging all the attacks near point blank while advancing on his rush. He was nearly just 20 meters away now until he was shot down by a powerful shot that sent him spiraling into the abyss once more before he withered away. 

Automatically, his physical eyes opened sending him into a shock along the ground. Very surprised, he was. He rose up to his feet and began to think once more. “So wind is that fluid is it? An element of change just like water.” Logic just needed to get a little bit more of a grasp on what wind really was before he could say that he knew the element. He would need to work with using wind itself sooner or later but for now, he still needed more understanding. He returned to another visual perspective within his mind’s eye. There was no longer any abyss or anything of the sort in this area. Logic was on a super flat world that simply extended in all directions for seemingly miles with nothing more than a solid rocky road. “I only understand the wind element when it’s in action and changing with every chance that it gets. The main moment that this occurs is when dodging happens or a chasing scenario. The way the wind simply curved similar to that of a space time technique to hit me was surely fascinating. Now I must replicate this effect but in a different setting. The practice of switching setting while still trying to achieve the same goal is crucial. I never know what type of setting I’ll be on when the fighting comes down to it. Logic summoned something in his world. A fleet of large hawk summons that could control wind elements like veterans of the technique. 

They started 50 meters behind him and 20 meters in the air. They already could shoot their wind blast from this range. “I see you.” Said Logic staring back at the incoming attacks. His next action wasn’t actually possible for him yet and merely existed as a figment of his imagination. But for the purposes of training the wind element, it would prove to be very useful. - - - Logic bent down in a kneeling position and put his right hand onto the rocky floor below. “Wind release: Hyper Drive Omega.” Upon saying this, he felt his body become weightless as if it was falling endlessly like before. However, he could control that this time around. Logic pounded forward with a fast launching step that sent him hurtling forward. Mentally, he must have been moving at speeds rivaling that of 200 units. The hawks behind him were not going to let him get away, they speed up to match his speed. Now it was a fight of dodgers and who was faster. 6 Hawks in total, there were 3 to his left and 3 to his right. They alternated shots of wind blast that sometimes were lead or sometimes homing. Logic continued to dodge these with relative ease switching his momentum like it was nothing along the ground darting back and forth while keeping a fast forward constant speed. The hawks devised an interesting plan to mess him up entirely. They noticed his dodging consisted of moving side to side so they lowered themselves closer to the ground until being capable of shooting shots that would require either him backing up to dodge them resulting him losing momentum, nearly stopping and then becoming an easy target. Or he would need to rush forward and increase his speed to dodge all the attacks coming from his left and right. They knew Logic wouldn’t be capable of increasing his speed as he was already running forward at top speed. They synced this attack for the first time. Logic, with all of his force performed a new form of movement with his power of being the wind itself. “Hah, they really thought that alone would get me? I’ll show them easily. 

I call this…. The AIR BREAKER!” Logic burst up into the air with all of the wind’s might and began to seemingly run along the air itself bouncing like everything below his feet when he wanted it to be was solid ground which it wasn’t. The hawks, being completely thrown off by this technique tried to recover by rising back up beside him and firing a volley of many homing wind blast and wind bullets. It just wasn’t enough. Once he was utilizing the ability in move in all three dimensions with relative ease like this, he became nearly unhittable. Logic simply dodged in all directions. He went down, right, left, diagonal, forward, back, up, down. The hawks eventually gave up when he just gained too much distance from them. “Hah. How do you like that stupid hawks?” He said to himself slowing down finally. His shoes were reduced to barely nothing but hot rubber. Logic understood it now. “The wind is free and powerful, you just need to follow the path when you are the wind. And if you control it, simply allow it follow the path that you set for it.” Logic returned himself to the physical plane haven’t learned much about the wind element and what it was at its core. It was the element of freedom, speed, and adrenaline. He fell to the ground to get a mental and physical break from the whole ordeal. “That running from the hawks reminded me of a racing game.

 I race my friends all the time but never like that hmm…“ He thought to himself. He was nearly there. Now he just needed to demonstrate the most simplistic wind element move to make sure he had actually gained control over the element. Being a Riarizumo, he thought to it that his chakra power originated mainly from his mind. This was especially true in his case, so most of his training had to be done mentally through understanding and then later perfected by repetition similar to anything else. - - - - Logic felt tired but wouldn’t stop. No not now. He had one more test to put himself through before being sure that his mental aptitude for understanding the wind element was complete. Returning to his mind’s eye for the final time, Logic sat in an empty small blank room that grew in size every time he would blink. Sooner or later it reached a maximum size where the testing was soon to start. “Here we go…. Dodging simulation activated.” Air bullet began to shoot from the walls at various angles. The amount of was dull and few at the time making the dodging quite easy. Logic would just need to guess where they were coming from and move out of the way accordingly. Nothing different from playing dodgeball or anything else. “There’s a little system to this room that I specifically designed when I was younger. Whenever you dodge ten times successfully, the speed and amount of the projectiles double. I chose air bullets back then because I thought they would be the hardest to see and detect. For that, I was right.”

 A sound echoed throughout the small training room. “Level 2.” The amount of bullets and speed of them greatly increased and now actually had him in the need of performing some rather odd moves to dodge when the time was needed. He likely had already dropped into a few super low squats and a couple hand stand jumps. He wasn’t very strong in his physical body but his technique made doing this all relatively easy. “Level 3.” This was when things got exceptionally harder. Logic began to run around the room knowing that none of them were set to the homing level of perfection yet. If they were, he would have been dead by now. Dodging them was like throwing coins through slits in doors from ten feet away. It was possible but highly impractical. His tactic was reading the time between the wind blast and developing a pattern made to dodge them by expectation. This would work until the randomizer on level five would kick in. “Level 4.” The dodging became insane at this point since all the bullets became homing strikes that would slightly adjust to hit their target. It was basically running and ducking and dodging and rolling in all directions possible. Being quite the lover of aerobatics, this was found to be fun by Logic when he was younger. Now though, he takes a large liking to doing and perfecting his work within the use of science and mainly physics. “Oh shit.” He said kicking himself into overdrive he nearly was hit directly in the face when he turned to his left to see if anymore were coming from that direction. The training became more frantic and stressful as it went on. He could even feel the sweat materializing on his forehead and dripping down sometimes causing him to blink and lose focus to get it out of his eyes. “Level 5.” Everything became randomized now. 

He could no longer dodge what some coming at him. He would need to be the wind. Being the wind meant to be so fluid in reaction and perception that nothing seemed to surprise. Spectators would think that you were gazing into the future of the world somehow. Each move required fluidity and precision yet smoothness and recklessness. Do it with a care, lose not a single hair. Logic sprung around the walls even now trying to take as many odd movements as possible for means to make it to level 6. He had never gotten past level five by he knew what existed on six. Level six was a room of specific air bullets. If you knew the patterns however, you wouldn’t be able to dodge them anyway. They would be so tightly packed that you would need to know the pattern and be able to squeeze between an ever changing impossible spinning path. “I guess I can cheat a little.” He said to himself. He surely felt like the wind but now he would become his own version of it. Using space time, he began to slow down the air bullets around him. He couldn’t see them well but he could feel their impending fire. Weaving about like a needle through the skin a patient, Logic moved like a snake through the many air bullets feeling like water and wind. Was this the true meaning of becoming like the wind? No matter what he did however, there were too much. “Training completed. Level – 5.” He was hit by one that was unexpectedly shot down from the ceiling. Just like his childhood, he could never make it past level 5.

Some day. Some day. “Dammit. It doesn’t matter though. I still know what it is to be the wind and now… I can feel it and control it.” Logic returned to his physical realm and began to gaze around at what seemed to be shifting to the night time once more. The day was getting darker and the sky was moving on. “Well then… I know what I must do. I must test how well I can control the air.” He began running around the perimeter of the field like he had done earlier except this time, he would grab the air in not with his lungs but instead his chakra’s force on the air around him. Reeling in the air which he wouldn’t normally be able to grasp by himself, Logic was capable of breathing again. He stopped once he confirmed his doing. “Yes!” He said seeming too hype to ever be himself. He relaxed quickly falling back into his ever chill posture where no facial expressions were to be found within a fifty meter radius. “One last thing…” Logic ran forward through the middle of the field and attempted something that he was normally horrible at. He jumped into the air lifting his feet up and forward until he was nearly horizontal midair. Instead of landing on his head or neck, he kicked off of the wind barely and managed to land on his feet. With a grin on his face, he said “Mission accomplished.”

[WC: 7,024 = + 35 Stat Points]
[Learned: Space Time: Portal & Wind Element 
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