A Tale of Two Missing Nin (Private, Keito)

Thu Apr 14, 2016 5:55 am

Kenshin was walking down one of the many forgotten dirt tracks that cut through the large forests of waterfall country with a rather irritated look on his face, he was clad in nothing but a pair of black pants and a pair of black sandals, his torso on the other hand was completely bare and was exposed to the world in all of it's stitched glory. The mixture of his pure white skin, the red sclera of his eyes as well as the silver pupils, as well as his heavily stitched and scarred torso, gave him a rather intimidating and creepy appearance, but when combined with the fact that the skin looked to be wriggling and writhing due to the movements of the threads beneath his skin, the young teen was given the appearance of something that would look at home in a nightmare, something downright unnatural and inhuman. On his bare back was a rather large rucksack, looked rather worn and old but still it appeared to be in relatively good condition, although it certainly was not that comfortable on Kenshin's naked torso, in fact it was beginning to annoy him, but due to the fact that his coat had been ruined he no longer had anything that he could use to keep his torso covered, but then again it wasn't a real problem because of his threads, it was just an annoying feeling. He was honestly going to miss his coat but there was no point in him getting upset over it, it's not like doing so would miraculously just change his situation and give him a new coat, thinking back to his coat reminded him of the incident in which he lost it, but in his opinion he traded it in for something much more useful to him, and he could feel that something beating within his chest, right alongside his regular heart, plus the fact that he had also gained an unknown Dojutsu out of it along with both of his kidneys just for good measure, meant that he definitely came out on top of that deal, and if he had the chance to do the situation over again he would not change a single thing.

As the scarred youth continued to walk through the forest he took in the sights and sounds, he could hear the calls of a multitude of different animals coming from much deeper within the forest, everything from birds to what he assumed was a bear, maybe it was making a feast out of the corpse of the boy he killed earlier, but in the end he didn't care about whether or not the bear turned him into an afternoon snack, he left the body there for a reason after all. As he continued to pay attention to his surroundings he noticed something, the sun was just beginning to set and the sky had begun to turn a fierce orange colour, there was a small breeze blowing through the area causing the bushes and leaves on the many trees in the forest to dance and rustle lightly. He thought that it would be best for him to find a suitable place for him to set up camp, not really wanting to travel though this particular path at night, not because he was afraid of anything that he may run into, but more so because he didn't want to have run the risk of attracting some of the larger predators within the forest to him when he was completely unable to see them. He continued to pay close attention to his surroundings as he walked down the small dirt path, keeping his eye out for both anything that could be approaching and a suitable place where he could set up a camp for the night, as well as keeping an ear for any suspicious sounds coming from the area around him since the visibility was beginning to dim more and more as the sun set.

But as his surroundings kept getting less and less visible he wonder about a way for him to detect anything coming towards him, and while he did somewhat have a solution it would only really work to detect any shinobi coming his way, but in the end that was better than nothing. Kenshin closed his eyes as he continued to walk down the small dirt path at a rather steady pace, since he had only gained the skill recently and hadn't had that much time to get used to using it, it still took him a small amount of time and concentration to actually activate the ability. As he continued to walk he could feel the ability beginning to activate, and eventually with a little more time and concentration he was able to feel any chakra signature that came within one hundred meters of his position, and while that would not really help him detect animals it still helped him detect any people that may or may not be skulking within the forest, he had really developed this skill recently, actually it wasn't all that long after he had killed that other teen for his water heart that he actually gained this ability, he pondered whether or not that encounter had been what it took for him to actually gain and use this ability, maybe, maybe not, maybe he would never truly know, but in the end it didn't matter to him, he had gained the ability and that was all that really mattered to him. Once he had activated the ability he opened his eyes and continued to watch his surroundings vigilantly, he was not safe even though he was unable to feel any chakra signatures, literally anything could be watching him from within the forest at the moment, and in this cursed world it was very likely that he was being stalked by either something....or someone, and the fact that he was a rogue ninja, someone who was more than likely being hunted down by the very village that he once called home, only made him a little more paranoid about the possibility someone following him

WC: 1022

Thu Apr 14, 2016 5:56 am

Keito had been trudging through the woods at the time of the sunset. Before he had begun his long journey from home, after causing what would seem like chaos at his old home. Though he would see it differently, seeing it more as revenge and justice to his family, mainly centered around his brother. The evil duo that came to his home, who spoke of goodness and hope, but secretly plotted to eradicate his village of all the potential powerful Shinobi that were present. In the process, taking his brother, who he found to be very dear to him and loved fully. Thanks to that situation, that horrible indecent in history, Keito now walked a path filled with darkness and pain, already killing the two who had done his family wrong in the process. He felt a sort of dark force hovering around his essence, guiding his body to do more wrong and conquer the meaning of power itself. It pointed towards causing harm, in order to get power, and restore the equilibrium in his heart that was shattered thanks to those people, literal days ago. Keito, eyes squinted, walked in a straight line, pushing through many bushes and leaves that were in his path, acting as a sort of symbolism towards the new lifestyle he had adopted, taking all of those out of his way through strength and power, overall overpowering them.

He had been walking for what seemed like hours, days even. Walking and walking, making turns every now and then to wander even more through the country he resided in. Keito's plan wasn't much, he had no true plan, however he was fully aware of what it is he wanted, what he craved. And it was obvious to him, the one thing on his mind was gaining more skill and abilities then what he could ever imagine, and harnessing that in order to protect himself and fully eradicate this world himself. This thought made him feel to be a sort of hypocrite, realizing that he has now adopted the beliefs the one he hated and killed had. He would also be bringing the same pain and hatred that he now held to others with this plan, maybe he would change it down the line. However, he knew damn well that he would seek power to the depths of the earth, and further his abilities to being superior to even a God. Keito knew full and well of the Sharingan, and what he had inside of his DNA, thanks to the several teachings from his family. He had hoped that this dojutsu, or however it was said, would help him on his progress down the line. However, he knew that he would have to rely on those eyes in the future, but maybe not so now. But, you never knew what fate had in store for you.

Keito continued to steer through the leaves and bushes that were present in his way, until he came up to a very big oak tree, about 4-5 sizes of him in length made up this tree. He gave a scowl at the site of this tree, unhappy with his inability to walk through this tree. He had wished he at least had the ability in order to do that much, however sadly he proved in able too. With very heavy trudges, he walked around the tree and continued down his previous line, with a bit of anger and despise between it. He had been thinking this proved to show how weak he was, unable to get past a simple tree. Many others probably were able to with ease in this world. Though he was just starting his voyage, he was aware of how strong warriors were in this world, and how skilled they were. He knew this to be true, and wanted to get up to their level as quick as possible. Keito stomped forward with more haste, wanting to come by something that would peak his interest, and make him want to go towards it and gain more power. He at least hoped he would see as much, unaware of what could happen in such a short time.

Keito also made himself aware of all that was happening around, getting in sync with the world, the trees, and so forth. He had to keep a sharp eye on all that was going on around him. He knew anything could happen, absolutely anything, in the ninja world. Something he at least learned from those cruel ninjas that thought him for some years. Keito let out a slight chuckle when he thought of those two. The irony of sorts. When they set their eyes upon him, they wished to take Keito's eyes and kill him after. They trained him for a long while in order to make sure no suspicion could be brought back to them. However the only thing they miscalculated, was that Keito's determination for doing something prevailed over all. His will was like an animate object, guiding him and keeping him working. They had no clue for years, Keito had been setting the stage, watching them, staying up many nights in order to claim his revenge. No clue whatsoever, how Keito knew that they were the reason of his brother's death, and how he would soon kill them. Their bodies flung in agony after being awoken to the slicing of their limbs, and being able to only watch as the one they wished to take from, turned around and took away their life. It made Keito laugh, and sadistically feel a bit of bliss and happiness. And now, he had somewhat adopted their ways. Ah, how events could play out. And now here he was, searching on his voyage, having to leave his village and be dubbed missing, in order to go upon his mission and reach his sinister yet magnificent goal. Of course, Keito will have to return to that village one day, and see how it was doing. Even though he was clouded by hate and anger, he did still care about his clan, his family. And took major pride from being born to and inside this clan. So he would return one day, in order to check up on them, and if must be destroy any wrongdoer who chose to hurt his family, or his people. Hehe, this thought made Keito realize, that his life would be filled with irony and hypocritical nonsense, much to Keito's exception. As long as he could gain what he wanted, no other thing mattered.

Keito was having quite the bit of thoughts at this time, his mind going wild through all of the recent and long ago events that had taken place. The image of his earlier days, before he was housed by his brother's murderers took place. There, he would always picture his brother around him and helping him out. Keito saw it as a slideshow, his brother in just about every image he could find, and every now and then off on a mission. His brother truly was important to him, a very important figure in his family. However, all these thoughts and visions were washed away as he saw the image of his brother in his own room, on the floor covered in blood, and two figures off in the distance leaving. This thought sent him in a chaotic fit inside his head, however he tried to push it back in his head at the recent view of a new interest that crossed his path. Keito saw them as they walked on the dirt road, seeming to be filled with emptiness and only expressing the trees around and the sky above. It was a road going in one direction, much to Keito's satisfaction. He was being blocked off by the many leafs and bushes that were in his way, making the boy walking unable to spot him. Keito took this as a way to test his current ability, due to the boy already seeming to be weak and not much of a challenge. Keito smiled at the thought of this being the way that he could obtain more power, and get stronger, through slaying other Shinobi, like what is suggested in this world. As the boy began to walk in front of the bush Keito had been, he was about 4 feet away at the time. At this time, Keito took out one of his shuriken from his weapon pouch, and began to throw it at his new found opponent with a speed of 47 towards them. Then after Keito planned to jump out and begin to dash towards the opponent with a kunai in his right hand after the shuriken from his left hand being thrown, and position it to stab the kid. It seemed like his life would be filled with bringing death to others. Something Keito found suitable to his tale.

WC: 1487

Thu Apr 14, 2016 5:56 am

Kenshin continued to walk down the overgrown trail deep in jungles of the Land of Waterfalls, he was keeping a close eye on his surroundings while at the same time keeping his chakra sensory active in order to detect any incoming chakra signatures. As he walked the area got darker and darker, the fierce orange in the sky was slowly but surely being replaced by a dark vermillion, and the darker it got the harder it became for the pale teen to see his surroundings ‘I need to find a place to set up camp fast, if keeps going the way it is now I’ll still be wandering around when It’s pitch black’ thought the heart-stealing teen in irritation. As he continued his slow walk down the overgrown footpath he felt something, it was such a faint feeling that he almost missed it, but in the end there was just no mistaking or overlooking it, there was a chakra signature heading his way. ‘Hmm, either this person is trying and failing to keep their chakra suppressed, and instead only making their chakra reserves look much lower than they actually are, or they actually have such minuscule reserves of chakra. No matter which option is actually correct I have to assume that they are a serious threat, even the strongest of people have been killed because they underestimated their opponents’ thought Kenshin, an emotionless look on his face as he continued to walk down the path.

As Kenshin got closer to the location he could feel the chakra signature coming from he went through a set of five hand seals, and rather than perform the technique he chose to keep his hands in the final seal so that he could cast the technique in an instant when needed, and since his hands were in the snake hand seal it would be easy for his opponent to assume that he was praying rather than preparing a technique. As Kenshin continued to walk down the trail he felt the chakra signature stop moving, something that got his attention because it meant that whoever it belonged to had stopped moving, and the most likely reason for them to just stop moving like that was because they had seen something of interest, meaning that they had most likely seen him. Kenshin discreetly looked at the area where he could feel the chakra signature emanating from, and he could safely say that if it wasn’t for his chakra sensory then he would’ve had no idea that the person was actually waiting there to ambush him, it was a very good spot for someone to wait in ambush actually, he was hidden by the leaves of some of the low hanging trees and a collection of large bushes, while at the same time allowing the person hiding within to see out because of the angle at which the tree branches and bushes were positioned.

As Kenshin got closer to the bush he prepared himself to utilise his jutsu within a split second, and as he walked past the bush that turned out to be the right decision, as almost the second he walked past the bush a shuriken came flying towards him at a speed of 47. Immediately Kenshin used the jutsu that he had prepared earlier, the Substitution jutsu, and he used said jutsu to switch places with a rotting log that was within the forest, and he appeared without a sound right behind the very person that was attempting to attack him. Kenshin would proceed to grab both the back of Keito’s neck and his right wrist, he would use his greater strength to forcibly extend Keito’s right arm out away from his body, before beginning to tighten his grip on the other teens wrist, but as he did so he would place a Mark Seal right on the back of his attackers neck, making sure to place the seal right beneath the teens hairline so that it couldn’t be seen by anyone, and would make detecting the seal later on much more difficult for anyone that was looking for it. “Now then, I suggest you drop that kunai right now, if you do drop it I won’t harm you, but if you refuse to drop it I will force you to, and that will be quite painful indeed” Kenshin would say in a rather amused tone, if Keito did drop the kunai like he had told him too he would release some of the pressure he was putting on the young Uchiha’s wrist “See, now was that so bad” he would say in what would sound like amusement, but was actually approval. “Now, I’m gonna slowly let go of your wrist, but I swear if you make any sudden movements or even so much as think about reaching for that pouch of yours I will make you regret it. Once I let go you will raise both of your hands above your head and keep them there while I remove your weapon pouch, and just like before if you do what I say you will not be harmed, but if you resist or try anything then this will get painful fast. In the end I will be taking your weapon pouch, but you have the choice as to how much pain you have to go through before I take it” Kenshin would say as he slowly released his grip on Keito’s wrist, leaving the next move to Keito

But on the other hand if Keito chose not to drop the kunai Kenshin would give a sigh loud enough for the boy to hear “Well don’t say I didn’t give you a choice” he would say in a rather disappointed tone before extending two finger sized threads out of the palm of his hand and straight through Keito’s wrist. “Now, unless you want me to keep doing that I would suggest dropping that kunai already, because next time I will not be as careful and I may just hit a couple of nerves, veins, or even your tendons, and let me assure you right now, if I do hit any of your nerves or your tendons your hand will never be the same” Kenshin would threaten with a rather irritated tone as he withdrew the threads that he had pierced through Keito’s wrist ‘This damned kid better drop that fucking kunai, or else I may just kill him right now, I have a hand on the back of his neck so it would be as simple as just sending one thread to sever his spinal column between the C3 and C4 vertebra’ Kenshin would think with a rather dark smirk on his face, all the while awaiting Keito’s next move

AP usage:
-5 for Substitution Technique
-5 for Mark Seal
-10 for EGF threads (Only if he chooses to not cooperate)

AP:190/200 (180/200 if he chooses not to cooperate)

WC: 1125

Thu Apr 14, 2016 5:57 am

As Keito had already thrown out his shuriken to attack the boy that was and helpless to Keito's soon onslaught, he was startled to see the boy disappear rather quickly, without no sound or activity known. The only thing that remained was a single wooden log, something most likely gotten from the forest around. Before Keito had any time to react to this new discovery, he felt a sharp, swift pain come to his neck and right wrist. It was followed by his body feeling as if it was a voodoo doll, being controlled and having his arm moved as to against his will. It all happened so quickly, Keito truly had no chance to intervene on his now current situation, and it seemed that it would get worse down the line. The boy didn't exactly have much to do or say, though his limbs other than his right arm was free, Keito still had his arm and neck in a deadlock, and it was becoming increasingly more painful throughout the scenario. Soon after he heard a deep, infuriated yet playful voice speak to him. It spoke of Keito having to remove his kunai from his hand, or else this would all go downhill. Hell naw! Keito wasn't some dog toy that would bend to someone else's will with no say in it, he was above that! He would soon become all powerful, and destroy all in his path being taken down by some punk would tarnish this idea! Therefore, Keito quickly tried to swing his left hand behind him to achieve a hit to this man's left temple however before he was able too, he was brought to excruciating pain from his right wrist.

'The fucker actually impaled me' Keito thought to himself. The action truly surprised him, followed by pain unlike any other. how did this boy do that, without having any weapon in hand from the start? It was nothing more then confusion and pain on what exactly just happened, what he had to deal with. Simultaneously, due to the pain that he just endured, a sharp one at that, Keito dropped his kunai and began to act like the dog toy he was wishing to not be. His wrist was gushing in pain, trembling even. More so out of fear. He was struck by such confusion that his whole body was trembling, his pride and ego tainted by the events that just took place. He had no idea what happened, the big league guy he was now beginning to fight, or more so not even a fight. A slight game of tag, where Keito had been found in moments, hiding right in front of the seekers eyesight. It was ridiculous, Keito hailed himself as being a rather strong and intelligent individual, thinking he to be able to withstand anything and take whatever down. However all he had been using up to now was cheap tactics, nothing to skill itself obviously like this scenario suggested. Soon after Keito had let go, he fell into deep depression, sadness even. Though it was a quick victory for this enemy, it was years of self confidence taken from Keito in an instance. Keito was just so confused, sad that he himself was broken so quick. That he was defeated so quickly. He planned to make his life full of power and wanting to destroy more, however it could be said that now it could potentially be threatened. His life is at stake even. Keito's sadness deepened immensely, he would show no weakness, or at least he wished to show none. However, his heart knew that he was done really. He had no means of escape, his back was against the wall, he had no jutsu or tactics left, that was it. Actually....That was pitiful. He was pitiful for having such weak reliability, however such enthusiasm to say he would do the strongest things. More so he was the dumbest, idiotic really to not even assess the situation before jumping into things.

As Keito was still in denial and regret, he began to be filled with infuriating rage, wishing he could at least have more power. He was only letting down his parents, his brother long in the grave being treated like such a tool so easily. He strived to become stronger, to do bigger things. To do bigger and better things and become powerful like he wished to be. Keito wanted this, however he was also experiencing the sadness and depression of his life now ending. This rogue ninja most likely will just kill off Keito with ease, hell he himself tried to kill the boy. It's a cold world out here, Shinobi were willing to do anything to live and prevail. Keito was only trash now, letting down his clan, making them see how weak their son truly was....He was garbage. The sorrow in his heart was emphasized in this realization, his brother did so much, made his family so proud, and now Keito was just being treated like a mutt that just pissed on the carpet. Stripped of his human qualities, a dog. As he continued to think of this, he began to think of his clan, how prestigious it truly was, how worthwhile it had been. His life, as his wrist was being drained of the blood within it without any care, symbolized the life that Keito would live. Utterly pathetic. Easily caught, and stabbed, and slowly left to die. His countdown was indefinite, and Keito's sadness for that was overall eating away at him. This caused him to achieve the first tomoe of his eyes, the Sharingan. However, he obviously didn't have a clue of this awakening, he was too drowned in his own sadness and helplessness to even think of a choice out of this. He was unable to see the boy behind him as well, therefore he couldn't see his chakra. Keito had unlocked an ability which can help him turn the tide in this battle, however he would not be aware of it, which may lead to his own downfall. Now he waited, for his governor to invoke what he wished of him to do next.

WC: 1044

Thu Apr 14, 2016 5:57 am

Kenshin resisted the urge to smirk when the teen finally dropped his kunai after he impaled his wrist with two of his threads, he had intentionally missed the nerves, veins and tendons in his would be attackers wrist, something that he done in order to ensure that the damage that he had done was not permanent, because while he was planning to teach the young man a lesson he didn’t want to do any long lasting damage. In a purely sadistic move Kenshin adjusted his grip on the dark haired teens wrist and stuck his index finger right into one of the holes he had left in the teens wrist with his threads “Now, I did give you the chance to do this the nice way, but you didn’t want that, so I’m not gonna be nice about this, I will be taking my hand off your neck and taking your weapon pouch, if you try to resist me in any way I will start twisting and wiggling this finger around inside this hole, and let me just tell you now that will increase the pain you are feeling right now tenfold” Kenshin would say in a threatening tone, fully intending to exactly what he said if his attacker didn’t do exactly what he had told him too

If Keito followed the instructions of the white haired heart stealer Kenshin would slowly release the grasp he had upon the young Uchiha’s neck, before reaching his now free hand down and unclasping the weapon pouch that the young Uchiha had attached to his hip, once he had removed the pouch from the young Uchiha he would carefully check it’s contents, before smirking and attaching the new weapon pouch to the black belt that he had around his waist along with the other two pouches he had. Kenshin would then give a small smirk as he removed his now blood soaked finger finger from the hole in the Uchiha’s wrist “You see, there really was no point in you struggling, look at what happened to you when you refused to drop the kunai, I had to stab you and you dropped the kunai anyway, you would’ve saved yourself a lot of pain if you had simply done what I had told you to and not struggled” the silver eyed heart stealer would say in amused tone. “Okay, I am going to release your wrist now, and once I do so you will take a single step forward and raise your hands above your head, and while you do that I will be picking up that kunai you dropped, but just like last time if you try to do anything to resist I swear I will punish you” Kenshin would say in a firm tone as he slowly released the Uchiha’s wrist, he would keep a close eye on the young Uchiha in case he attempted anything, but he would await the young Uchiha’s next move before acting any further

On the other hand if Keito did not follow his instructions he would sigh in irritation “Fine, I warned you what would happen if you struggled” the pale heart stealer would say in an angry tone as he kicked Keito’s feet out from under him, before using the grip that he held on the young Uchiha’s neck to slam the teens face right into the ground. As soon as the Uchiha’s face met with the dirt Kenshin would begin squeezing the Uchiha teens wounded right wrist and moving the finger that he had in Keito’s wound as he locked the teens hand behind his back. The scarred teen would then drive his knee into the young Uchiha’s lower back in order to keep him pinned to the ground as he began to wiggle and twist the finger that he had in one of the two holes in the black haired teens wrist, something that would cause the dark haired teen a great deal of pain. “I’m starting to think that you may be a masochist, I mean I told you what would happen if you struggled and what did you do, you struggled, and now I have no choice but to be downright nasty about this” Kenshin would say in a neutral tone, digging his knee even further into the young Uchiha’s back as he released his grip on the teens neck and used it to take the boys weapon pouch. He would check the contents of the pouch and smirk as he attached it to the black belt that he had on his waist along with his two other weapon pouches, not having stopped moving the finger that he had in the Uchiha’s wound even once throughout this whole process.

Kenshin would then remove his now blood soaked digit from the hole that he had left in Keito’s wrist, assuming that the torture that he had been inflicting upon the Uchiha would be enough to humble him into not resisting again, he would then reach over to the kunai that the Uchiha had dropped earlier, which was two ft to the right of where Kenshin had slammed the Uchiha’s head into the ground. The pale skinned teen would pick up the discarded kunai and place it in the weapon pouch that he had taken from the young Uchiha that he had pinned to the ground beneath him, he would then grab the Uchiha by the hair and pull his head up off the ground. “Now, I’m hoping you learned your lesson about resisting me here, because I am about to take my knee off your back and let you stand back up, but I am going to tell you this right now, I am not in the mood for games anymore, and I swear to you if you try to attack or resist me in any way shape or form…I will kill you, and trust me on this, I am not talking about giving you a quick and painless death, I will make you suffer more than you could ever imagine, I will make it excruciatingly slow and even more painful, so I would suggest you not make any sudden movements” the white haired teen would whisper directly into the young Uchiha’s ear, before pushing the Uchiha’s head roughly into the ground one last time. Kenshin would take his knee off Keito’s back and stand back up, he would keep a close eye on the form of the young Uchiha in case he attempted to attack him now that he was free, but he would wait and see what the teen would do before reacting

AP: 180/200

WC: 1103

Thu Apr 14, 2016 5:58 am

It was interesting enough to perceive all of the current happenings at this very moment. Only a few minutes ago, was Keito walking in the same forest he was currently having his own pride stripped from him. This area filled with a lush forest, one that has been untouched by the human hand, though now it was beginning to be tainted by the blood in which Keito was letting loose currently. Keito was in excruciating pain whilst tuning in to the world around him, fearing for his life in which he was sure might end sooner or later. As he stood, knees shaking from the pain that came from his wrist being assaulted, he began to reminisce on the life he had lived to this point, and how he had gotten himself in the predicament he was in now.

Though now he supposed would be the worst time to begin to regret, this was after all his own fault. His own stupidity got him into this situation, and he swore he would never allow himself to underestimate an enemy again if he lived on. Though his thought was cut short due to the feeling of his wrist being invaded by an antigen. Being able to assume his assaulter having a finger or some object within the hole in his wrist which appeared rather quickly, Keito knew he was in deep trouble. However, he knew in his heart, an object that was filled with self doubt and confusion, that at the very least he couldn't give up now. His minimal pride at this point wouldn't allow it.

With his deep red irises and final stand flare to fight this man and not lose the little pride he had left, the boy began to struggle for what seemed like an eternity. He was feeling the pain of causing the opponent's finger to move as well as Keito moved, only giving him a sneak peek of what it is he would soon go through. In an utterly hopeless struggle, Keito tried to fight the man in the position he was in, though it felt to be futile. In a swift movement, he felt his center lifted off the ground, and his vision fall lower and lower to ground level, until finally his face was plunged into the breathtaking, green grass below him. The trees began to sway to the left, the complete opposite direction from where Keito and this boy were, as if this one move caused the whole forest to receive a domino effect. He was now in pain, though it was feeling to be healed by the earth itself.

The cold, yet healing force which is made to be called the ground sent relaxing chills to Keito's face, and for a slight moment he received that much needed rest after already dealing with so much. However, his tranquility was disrupted by the feeling of his wrist being grinded together by a saw of some sort. It was intense, far from pleasure and enough to awaken Keito to a world of despair and agony. A world of hopelessness. There was no way to escape this world he was currently living in. He has already been through so much suffering, and yet he can never escape and receive a time of peace. Short of course, due to his own intentions, but still peace itself. As he heard his caretaker mock him for being so foolish to try and resist Keito, he began to fall deeper into this world, an inverted world of something he wished not to have.

Followed by his same fury of wishing for more power, to prove this little shit wrong and show him he can annihilate anything. This world he wished to never experience again. Utter hopelessness and no control of yourself. Everyone was entitled to control of themselves, however currently Keito's access to this universal right was revoked, and given to this man now before him, deciding his fate.

He truly felt as if he was a mutt who was in the midst of being taught how to potty correctly. It was sickening to feel such a thing. Annoying, overwhelming hatred and upset feelings. His back feeling crushed, the earth he thought to be his ally now being used against him by this same man, overpowering him in every way. This hopelessness, his family...All his pride. Leaving him, letting them down, a disgrace. In the midst of this reflection on himself, he had began to already achieve the second tomoe of the sharingan, the eyes which he was bestowed upon birth wishing to aide him, allow him to become stronger and obtain the dreams he's always wished for.

However, he was so far away, locked within his own world of hopelessness, and unknowing of his eyes wishing to aide him, the pain from all of these events. He had no clue as to how he had gone a step above the first tomoe to the second, still having to deal with this pain. Soon, his time of being punished like a dog was up, and he received more words from his caretaker, words he fully comprehended and heard. By then, his head was beginning to hurt and he was experiencing light headedness. Potentially due to the chakra which was building up in his head so quickly, causing such side effects. He was being ordered to get up, and not cause any trouble or this time it would truly be his life. He was now stripped of everything, hell even the meaning of his life.

Keito accepted these terms in his head, not saying a word except for slight grunting and malice towards this caretaker, but still overridden with hopelessness and unaware of his eyes new viewpoint. He began to slowly lift himself up, though mainly with his left arm due to the excruciating pain from his right wrist, every second feeling slower and slower as he began to accept that he had been bested. In no way or form did he have an idea to get out of this predicament, and quite frankly it was steering him crazy. He still wished for a means to hold his own in this battle, and be able to kill and ravage whoever he wished to do so. He would come back and better from this, and live on to fight and destroy, his own malice and hatred overriding his previous hopelessness. He was gritting his teeth, fueled by hate and despair from all that has happened, he wished for only revenge. His Uchiha blood boiled, it's ancestors beginning to tap into Keito's head and feed him spiritual vibrations of hate and loathing to kill, and to gain revenge and restore the Uchiha honor he has let down. He thought this again and again. Hate, Revenge, Kill, Screw this world. He was upset by the fact he was bested, and wished to never be bested again. He only wished for victory, he was confident in his character and abilities, though still he was defeated.

No more. He can't let this happen again no matter what. Experiencing this pain was enough, though worse could've came, it meant nothing. He would never deal with it again, and kill whoever dare try to do that to him. Keito was fully up by then, his back to the man and looking up at the sky, admiring it with his unknowingly red visuals. He admired it thoroughly, how free it looked, the amber brown it bestowed upon us shining down, such beauty coating the very atmosphere. Something he could at least feel at peace with. Keito listened to the man behind him for orders then on, unknowing of what he would do but knowing revenge was setting in. He was sure while staring up to that infinite space filled with freedom.

WC-1302

Thu Apr 14, 2016 5:58 am

Kenshin watched carefully as the young Uchiha that he had just released began to push himself up off the ground, he made note of the fact that the teen was favouring his right hand to ensure that he did not cause any further damage to the wrist, although with the way that he had treated the Uchiha’s wounds he doubted that they would get any worse from him putting a little pressure on them. The white haired heart stealer watched like a hawk as the Uchiha teen stood back up and began to stare up into the sky, this time it seemed as if the young Uchiha was finally willing to obey his orders and not attempt to resist him by struggling or fighting back, maybe this sudden cooperation was due to the torture that he had just inflicted upon him, or perhaps it was due to the fact that he had said if he didn’t follow his orders to the letter he was going to kill him, although he actually suspected that it was a combination of the two that resulted in the prideful young Uchiha finally obeying what he said. Kenshin stared at the young Uchiha’s back with narrowed eyes ‘Hmm, now that I think about it I don’t even know this guys name, hell since I’ve been behind him this whole time I haven’t so much as seen his face’ Kenshin would think to himself with a minute frown on his face, and for a reason that was he was unable to fully comprehend this actually bothered him. Normally the white haired teen would not care either way about learning the name of somebody foolish enough to attack him, as his usual way of dealing with people who attacked him was simply killing them and being done with it, but for a reason that he could not fully explain he had no intention of killing this teen

Maybe the reason that he was so bothered by not knowing the name of this would be attacker was because, in a way, this young Uchiha actually reminded Kenshin of himself, or to be more precise the Uchiha reminded Kenshin of himself back when he had first began his life outside of the walls of Konoha all those years ago, which would also explain exactly why he was not going to kill him either. If the heart stealing teen was completely honest with himself, beneath the irritation and anger that he was feeling towards the young Uchiha for his defiance he was actually a little impressed with the spine that the young Uchiha had shown in doing so, since he knew that it took a lot of courage to stand up to someone who is obviously stronger than you. ”Now, you are going to turn around slowly and face me, and just like before I will only tell you this once, if you try in any way to attack me...I will kill you, and I will be making it as slow and painful as I possibly can, and believe me on this, if it comes to that I will make you experience more pain than you ever possibly imagine” Kenshin would say in an extremely dark and threatening tone, his voice conveying even more than his words about just how serious he was about his threat, he truly did not want to kill Keito but if the prideful young Uchiha tried to attack him then he would go through with his threat and the young Uchiha’s life like all of the others who have tried to kill him over the years. Once Keito had turned around to face him Kenshin’s face would instantly switch from a look of anger to a look of surprise, this surprise coming from the fact that this teen, much like the last person he had encountered, possessed a dojutsu, but unlike the last time the white haired heart stealer instantly recognised the dojutsu that he possessed, the Sharingan, meaning this teen was most likely a member of the Uchiha clan.

Well either that or he could’ve killed a member of the Uchiha clan and then stolen the dojutsu, but Kenshin was more inclined to believe that he was an Uchiha based on the fact that he did not feel that this teen would be able to kill an Uchiha who already had their Sharingan and then find a way to implant the eyes into himself, he just didn’t seem to be strong enough to kill an Uchiha, let alone find someone skilled enough in medical ninjutsu to replace his original eyes with the rare and highly sought after dojutsu and not kill him for said dojutsu. Kenshin had knowledge of the Sharingan drilled into his head drilled into his head by Mayuri and Szayel during his time learning under them, both of the men were completely and utterly desperate to obtain a pair of working Sharingan for themselves, and once he learned of the power that the eyes possessed he understood why. ”Well well, now this IS interesting, I did not know that I was speaking to a member of the fabled Uchiha clan, although I have to say the tales of strength that I have heard about members of the Uchiha clan seem to have been greatly exaggerated if you were any indication, although it is very likely that you were just the runt of your clan, so I suppose I shouldn’t fault the Uchiha clan itself for your weakness. In fact, based entirely on the performance that I have just witnessed from you I find myself wondering if you have received any kind of formal training in the shinobi arts, plus the fact that you have yet to gain the third tomoe of your Sharingan means that you have yet to unlock the full power of your clan. So I suppose what I’m saying is simple...you are weak, and your weakness is bringing shame to the Uchiha name, in fact maybe I should just kill you to stop you from bringing any further shame to your clan” Kenshin would say with a cruel smirk on his face, of course he had no intention of going through with his words and killing the young Uchiha, but he have every intention of scaring the living daylights out of the young Uchiha by making him believe he was going to die. It would do the young Uchiha a lot of good in the long run, especially if he wanted to continue living life as a rogue ninja, because something that Kenshin realised long ago, and obviously something that this young Uchiha had yet to realise, was that leaving a trail of bodies behind as you went would only make you a bigger target, if rogue ninja wanted to survive they needed to be shadows, unseen and unknown, as they were always being hunted, and a trail of bodies would only ever lead their hunters right to them, and what better way to make someone think twice about killing other than to make them think that someone stronger than them is about to kill them. Kenshin would keep his eyes trained on the young Uchiha as he awaited the teens next move, because he knew well that the most dangerous type of animal is a cornered one

WC: 1219

AP: 180/200

Thu Apr 14, 2016 5:59 am

Whilst Keito continued to stare up into that amber, limitless sky which reflected a world filled with despair and agony, Keito began to hear his antagonizer speak once more. Keito had already been filled with deep emotions, his sensitivity to the outside world getting the best of him and causing him to act out in such a way. His pride was shattered tremendously, or more so the wall which guarded it needed repair, due to the onslaught he had just been through in what felt like only a few minutes. So much has happened in these past two minutes, again the concept of time was beginning to leave his sights. He had such interest in the thought of it, the outside world and how it works, matter, atoms, etc. However, that drive to learn more and see it’s functions was at an odd halt. Though he experienced what all could happen underneath the concept of time just now, he also somewhat wished to never have to experience this same pain again, only stripping him of the rights he would usually give himself as being a human.

Keito was being told to turn around and face his persecutor, the boy who had caused Keito’s rather quick pain and suffering. He had no real drive to even go against this almighty force anymore, all of his attempts have failed with him being driven deeper into the soil that was underneath him. He was done. It was obvious he lacked the power at his current state in order to do anymore, hell this was what it meant to be powerful and have strength, the strength in which he wanted indefinitely. Watching, or more so feeling the overwhelming power this man possessed compared to Keito, he craved it. Wanting more then to become even stronger than this fellow, and more then the next guy. It was funny, the man who was causing him all this pain, instead of wishing to never see it go to another, Keito only wished to have the same sort of power. Though this time he wouldn’t just use it aimlessly, Keito was beginning to see he didn’t need to just kill left and right, and follow such a dark road. He can assert his dominance in other ways, though not necessary he could do so, like now for example. All he wanted was the power though, and in the end he would be the one to decide how to use this power. He no longer had any sort of sway from one way to another. He more so thought about his brother, the pain, much more than what he had to endure just now, his brother had to go through until his final breath. He would be a sort of beacon for his brother, something he can look on from the grave and smile upon, seeing how much Keito has grown and matured, and the strength he possessed. Though he promised himself one crucial thing. Never again will he allow himself to be in such a situation, he won’t submit and be weak enough to go through these things.

Keito, turning with hate and intent to rebel and override this boy, was brought to surprise to what he had finally seen. He never had an actual look at the man before him, or more so boy who was overpowering him. Keito began to shake, with hate and with joy. His very soul being enraged yet satisfied with the site. He saw a boy, about the same age as him, with white hair and stitches all throughout his body, only signifying the hell he must of endured. But no, that wasn’t it, he also saw a blue substance, all throughout the boy’s body. It wasn’t big, but it also wasn’t faint. Keito knew damn well this wasn’t no mirage, or illusion of sort. It was a mass, and Keito was aware of what he had been possessing and progressing all along. His Sharingan had finally been awakened, the same tool passed down from his family for generations. He had finally conquered it, and able to use it to his leisure. Keito cried out with laughter, this was it! His salvation, the means to escape this pitless hell he found himself in. Keito began to feel the power rushing within him, the feats he believed he could now conquer. His eyes were going to perceive the world the way he wished of it. No more would he have to deal with hell itself, his eyes would guide him to the correct way! Keito finally understood this, the Uchiha depended on their eyes in desperate times, due to their eyes being Godlike, and leading them to harmony and a utopia unlike any other. He was so glad, to have finally found a means to escape, to become powerful. He had always heard tales of what his eyes could do, he supposed a majority of Uchiha left out the happiness that came with it. Now he felt empowered, believing the thoughts he was having of losing and falling to this enemy going to a waste, to the back of his mind. It is now replaced with rejuvenating confidence, pride in one’s self again. This whole time his bloodline has been aiding him on, though just not to his knowing. This feeling of the world slowing down for him, it must actually be the feeling of his speed increasing, to a point where he can perceive the world around him as extremely slower. He was glad, overwhelmed. It was finally time to rejoice! He was in love with his eyes, feeling blessed to have such eyesight, to conquer and triumph over any force in which he would fight. He thanked them tremendously within his mind, due the simple reason this power it gave him only resulted in his own salvation. Keito was really glad, he wanted to depend on his eyes more and more, in order to become stronger. He knew, deep inside his heart, that he could win, and gain even more power, with the eyes he has been bestowed upon his birth. Silly really. Something from birth holding such power, it only reassured him that he was bolstered and made of just pure power, nothing more. He could prevail, with only the necessary need of his eyes bringing such thing to reality. Keito knew, that his eyes and depending on them would mean everlasting power, and make him a tier above everyone else. With this thirst for power, Keito began to awaken the third tomoe for his Sharingan, though of course he wouldn't be aware of such thing, only more power surging within him.

“My eyes...They are the reason for my salvation. Now you will pay.”

Keito lunged at the white haired boy, preparing to redo the assault he planned ages ago, to finally end the despair he was having. He was overjoyed, willing to die happy upon all things, knowing that he has restored the honor among his family given to him with these pair of eyes. Being to awaken such a honor truly pleased him, and hopefully his family. His brother especially, looking far beyond the grave at him with smiles of pure happiness. However, it seemed that Keito’s wish would seemingly come true. He began to lose vision, and became extremely weak with every slow second passing by. This being due to the amount of strain coming from the chakra pulsing throughout his brain, causing overly stress and power usage, he clocked out. Before he was able to raise his left hand into a fist to punch the boy before him, he slowly fell to the floor, and was in a state of shock. He was unsure of what was happening, unable to make out common sense, only able to endure more, something he has grown to hate.

“Well. I suppose this is the end for me. Dammit, and I just awakened my eyes...I’ll see you soon Yoshi.”

He said this to himself, as he slowly began to lose conscious, the world around him turning black. Now, he was utterly defenseless, though if he was to see his brother at least he could tell him he awakened his eyes. Keito began to dream of the family that he lived with joy, back in the old days when his brother was alive. It was a graceful dream, one he is happy to live back on and dream about for his potential final moments.

1419 WC

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(Claiming Unconscious state, WC: 5252, 26 stats, 3rd tomoe Sharingan, Transformation Tech, Tree Climbing Tech, Genjutsu Release, Clone Jutsu, Mark Seal, Fire Stream, Basic Medical Ninjutsu lv 1, Fuuin Lock, Fuuin Breaking, Discipline)

Thu Apr 14, 2016 6:01 am

Kenshin was instantly put on guard as the young Uchiha suddenly cried out with laughter, the laughter stopped almost as soon as it had begun but he then noticed that the Uchiha had began to shake as he stared at him, he had no clue as to why the young Uchiha had began to shake but he was not taking any chances with his life here, the Sharingan already gave the kid the advantage over him and there was no way in hell he would allow a drop in his guard to give him another one. The white haired teen’s eyes narrowed in suspicion when he saw the looked of shocked happiness on the teens face, something that made Kenshin come to the conclusion that the young Uchiha was shaking in excitement, and that thoroughly confused him, why exactly would the Uchiha be excited in this situation. Kenshin’s face would switch to one of shock when he watched a third tomoe appear in the Uchiha’s Sharingan, maybe that is why he was literally shaking with excitement, perhaps the young Uchiha was somehow able to tell that his Sharingan was about to evolve and he thought that would be enough to turn the tables on his captor, although if that truly was the case then the young Uchiha was in for a very rude awakening. ”My eyes...They are the reason for my salvation. Now you will pay.” the unnamed Uchiha would say in what he assumed was meant to be a threatening tone, but Kenshin was anything but threatened by the Uchiha, if anything he was amused, what Kenshin assumed was the Uchiha felt that gaining the third tomoe was enough for him to turn this encounter around, but if that is truly what the Uchiha felt then the pale skinned heart stealer would be more than happy to crush those thoughts as well as whatever little bit of hope that the Uchiha still had.

Kenshin watched in amusement as the young Uchiha suddenly lunged at him, but that look of amusement fell away and got replaced with a look of confused when his would be attacker hit the floor, the reason behind his confusion being the fact that he had done literally nothing to him, he just suddenly fell to the ground. ”Well. I suppose this is the end for me. Dammit, and I just awakened my eyes...I’ll see you soon Yoshi.” the young Uchiha whispered to himself, something that Kenshin was only just able to hear because of just how quietly it was said. The white haired heart stealer would’ve contemplated the young Uchiha’s words more but his mind was already racing while trying to figure out exactly what caused the Uchiha to collapse ’Okay, there is no way that he lost enough blood to make him collapse, so that rules that out, he couldn’t have passed out from the pain or else he would’ve done so when I had my finger in the wound” Kenshin would think to himself, still unable to determine the cause of the boys collapse. It was only at this point that Kenshin began to think about what the boy had just said ’Wait, he said that he had just awakened his eyes, does that mean that before he ran into me he hadn’t possessed the Sharingan at all, all that concentrated chakra saturating his brain would definitely not be good for him, and me slamming his head into the ground as hard as I did would definitely not be doing him any favours’ the heavily stitched boy would think to himself a little sheepishly, maybe he had been a tad bit harsh on the Uchiha, but he wanted to teach him a lesson, and if he intended to stay a rogue ninja then he would need to learn this lesson sooner or later, or else he would attract to much attention to himself, something that would be along the same lines as painting a giant bullseye on his back.

Kenshin would release a small sigh before giving a light chuckle, the sky had become a shade of deep crimson and the last of the sun's rays were shining through the gaps of the leaves in the forest, it would be a complete dick move for him to leave the Uchiha here unconscious, in fact it would most likely result in him being food for the animals of the jungle just like the body of the other teen that he had run into and killed not too long ago, an act that he still did not regret doing. The white haired heart thief shook his head to get his thoughts back on track, he would need to find a place to set up camp for the night and fast, and now it looked like he was going to have some excess baggage to take care of as he did so. With little care for the comfort of the unconscious teen Kenshin roughly hefted the Uchiha onto his shoulder and continued down the road, keeping one arm wrapped around the Uchiha’s waist to ensure that he did not fall onto the rocky ground below. The white haired heart stealer made sure to retrieve the two shuriken that the boy had thrown at him from the log he substituter with before continued walking down the overgrown road whilst looking for a suitable place to set up camp for the night, the weight of the Uchiha teen not bothering him in the slightest as he continued to keep his eyes peeled for a suitable place, and right as the last light of the day was about to be snuffed out he found the perfect spot for him to set up camp, a rather spacious cave that’s entrance was covered by a couple of vines and bushes, he had very nearly missed it, only managing to see it due to just how closely he was looking at the surroundings while looking for a spot just like this.

The white haired heart stealer cautiously made his way inside the cave and took a sniff of the air, the last time he had come across a cave like this he came face to face with a very big and very angry bear, and after he fought and killed the creature he made sure to memorise the scent of the cave just to ensure he did not wander blindly into a bears home again, and to his relief the air in this cave was still clean, not foul and smelling of death like the bears. Kenshin carefully placed the unconscious Uchiha down against the wall of the cave before making his way out of the cave in the hopes of finding some dry wood to use for a fire, as he felt that in such a well hidden cave he would be safe to light a fire to keep himself and the unnamed Uchiha teen warm for the night.. When the white haired heart stealer returned to the cave his arms were filled with small dry sticks, which he quickly dumped on the ground a little deeper in the cave, after some digging around in his pouch he pulled out a small flint, and after a few failed attempts he managed to start the fire, making the cave completely visible to him, something that completely confirmed to him that the cave was bear free. With the fire lit Kenshin looked back at his new captive, only to sigh when he saw the small stream of blood that was flowing from the teens wrist and pooling on the floor of the cave beneath him ’I should’ve just stabbed him in the fucking bicep or something, if I did that he probably would’ve stopped bleeding by now’ Kenshin would think to himself in annoyance

With a small sigh Kenshin made his way over to the young Uchiha, digging through his pouch until he found what he was looking for, a small roll of bandages that he had recently purchased. ’This damned Uchiha owes me one, I could’ve just let him bleed out on the floor of this damned cave, but no, I decided to be the nice guy and use some of my bandages to patch him up’ Kenshin would think to himself in mild irritation, he still had 4.75 meters of bandages left because the wound was only on the teens wrist and thus small, it was still some of his bandages. The white haired heart stealer watched the bandage just in case he had not applied it correctly and thus allowed blood to leak, but just as he had expected he had applied it properly and as such there was no leaking, and with these bandages there was no way that the blood would seep through. With the last of his worries fixed Kenshin released a small sigh and dropped his pack on the wall opposite the Uchiha, before slowly sliding down so that he was sitting on the wall right next to his pack, from his new position the heat of the fire was hot but not unbearable, and he was able to fear the crackles and pops that the fire release as it consumed the pile of sticks slowly. Shortly after he began resting on the wall Kenshin felt a wave of exhaustion hit him, and he released a small chuckle as his eyelids got heavy, he was about to go to sleep right across from a person who had tried to kill him earlier, well he would just have to hope that if the Uchiha did awake before him that he would appreciate the kindness that Kenshin had shown him and would not attempt to slit his throat while he slept. Kenshin had only closed his eyes for a moment before he heard it, the unmistakable crack of a branch being stepped on followed by an almost inaudible curse, something that caused his eyes to fly open and look towards the bushes that covered the entrance of the cave, behind which he was able to sense three extremely small chakra signatures, even smaller than the chakra signature of the Uchiha he had captured, meaning that they were unlikely to be anything but bandits.

With a small sigh Kenshin pushed himself off the ground and stood facing the entrance of the cave, the Uchiha teen was one meter to the right of him, his unconscious body resting against the wall of the cave, giving him the impression of being asleep, the fire was directly behind the white haired heart stealer, something that gave him an extremely ominous look when combined with his twitching and stitched body and pure white skin, although the most eye catching thing about him were his red scleras and glowing silver pupils. Before long the bushes at the entrance of the cave began to rustle as someone tried to stealthily make their way through, but that was when Kenshin struck, before the bandit had any time to react the white haired teen leapt through the bushes and pushed him to the ground, before proceeding to ruthlessly stomp down on the man's head with all of his strength, the result of which was a sickening crunch, a large spray of blood that painted Kenshin’s torso and face with specs of blood. The bandit whose face he had stomped on twitched a couple of times before going completely limp, something that caused the now dead mans two comrades to take a step back in fear, but the white haired rogue was not about to let them escape, he had already let one would be attacker live today, and the only reason he had done so was because the Uchiha reminded Kenshin of himself, these bandits sealed their fate the moment they decided to try and ambush the Kenshin and his new captive. Two minutes and a lot of screams later Kenshin walked back into the well lit cave, the pure white skin of his torso was covered in bloodstains and his face was not faring much better, even his silver hair had not been spared, being stained red in various places and matting together due to the liquid.

After that quick yet brutal slaughter Kenshin decided that this cave was not as good a place to set up camp as he had thought, so he decided that rather than find a place to sleep for the night he would just continue along his way and get to the borders of Waterfall Country as soon as he could, he had spent more than enough time in the hot and humid land and he was now eager to move onto greener pastures, and who knows, he may even check out a village or two as he did so. With that new thought in mind Kenshin walked over to his rucksack and slung it onto his back, before walking over to the unconscious Uchiha and hefting him over his shoulder, he then walked over to the fire and pulled one of the burning sticks out, this stick was rather large and the top of it had only just began to burn, making it perfect for a torch. With the captive Uchiha secured on his shoulder and his pack safely on his back Kenshin made his way out of the cave, the light of the torch showing Kenshin that the area was completely covered in the blood of the unlucky bandits, it had been a short and extremely brutal battle, no, battle would mean that the bandits had the chance to fight back, this was no battle, this was a slaughter, and Kenshin had thoroughly enjoyed every second of it. The blood soaked teen took in the sight of the broken and bloodied bodies of the bandits with an insane and sadistic smile on his face, before walking away from the area, the smile gone and instead replaced with a small content smile, something that when coupled with the blood all over his body and face made him look rather creepy and menacing, and the lighting from the torch definitely made him look more menacing

WC: 2354

Exiting the topic with Keito’s unconscious body

Total WC: 6823

Claiming 34 stats

2000 words towards memorizing Keito’s chakra signature

Claiming Chakra Suppression skill

Claiming Chakra Infusion skill

Thu Apr 14, 2016 6:04 am

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