Intense training

"It wouldn't "blot" out of the sky. The user would feint creating it by either pretending to blow it out of their mouth or by pretending to throw it at their foe. Could multiple people create a jutsu that size by combining the same smaller jutsu, yes. But likely the creator just made an exaggerated version of that smaller jutsu. A person would need insane amounts of chakra to gen that many people, but it would be possible, as I said, for multiple people to combine their power to make a giant jutsu." When the boy stopped talking she left him to his own devices. She needed to think about other things she could teach herself as she needed to progress her own training. Her time here now had been the only training she'd done since coming back home and it was hardly beneficial for her. As much as she hated to go back to taijutsu she wanted to progress her gentle fist. That Kaguya boy really rubbed her the wrong way, especially his arrogance. If he were still alive she'd find him and show him the true strength of the Hyuuga. Although that would have to take a backseat because, as his had been, her home was now in danger of being taken over. Having left with no information on the situation she wanted to speed things up a bit so that she could ask around for news of the ongoings in Konoha. However she knew she couldn't rush Atarashi, everyone learned at different speeds and it wouldn't be fair of her to force him to cram the information in without properly understanding it first. That could actually backfire on him and cause serious injury if he were faced with a strong opponent, his many questions from earlier made that very clear to Love.

WC: 305
(I can't tell you what version (of the site) rinnegan was banned in but it's been a while so he likely wouldn't know about it. The meteorite jutsu is also banned.)

(I know that they were banned, but I meant in game lore stuff. like the sage of the six paths. stuff like that.) Atarashi start to wonder if you've been holding out of a jutsu that would allow you to seemingly read his thoughts like it seemed you did. Atarashi continues to ponder how he could create such a powerful sensation using just a genjutsu. Atarashi swirls some of his own chakra in his hands and watches it flow, almost as if he were hoping that the chakra swirling in his hands could give him all of the answers that he's looking for. As the chakra swirls Atarashī's mind follows it on its journey through the chakra network in Atarashī's hands. Eventually Atarashi stops swirling the chakra and then he begins to meditate on the issue of how to perform the genjutsu. He starts running through all of the various ideas in his head in an attempt to find the one that would help him properly cast the Demonic Illusion: Descending Hell genjutsu. 'maybe if I hit the heat receptors it would trigger that kind of reaction. But I would have to his all of them at once. And I'd have to do it constantly for the entire duration of the genjutsu. Not only that, but I would have to increase my chakra output as the fireball got closer and closer to the victim of the genjutsu. I'll have to target a different system to try to create that heat response.' Suddenly Atarashi gasps as his finally has some insight into the problem and has an idea of how it might be possible for him to cast the demonic illusion: descending hell genjutsu. Atarashi starts to build up chakra in preparation for casting the demonic illusion: descending hell genjutsu. then he forms the boar seal. He then forms the dog seal. He then performs the bird seal. He then performs the monkey seal. He then performs the ram seal. Atarashi then starts to flood the chakra network in your brain with his own chakra. Atarashi then forces your brain to release the hormones created when you are close to fire. Suddenly you feel a really intense heat above you. If you were to look up you would see a gigantic fireball hurtling towards you as Atarashi shifts the chakra network in your eyes, forcing you to perceive the fireball. You can smell the smoke of the area around you burning to a crisp. You can feel the sweat pouring down your body in rivers as the heat continues to grow. You can hear the fireball as it falls towards you and you can hear to burning of the area around as it appears to be cooked by the gigantic fireball. Once the fireball hits the ground Atarashi is standing next to you. "Did I do good?" (1111/1000. demonic illusion: descending hell claim)

(The site was set 200 years after Naruto, then there was a volcano that destroyed everything. Now it's about 200 years after that making a total of 400 some odd years after Naruto. Rinnegan was a thing before the volcano but I don't know when it was banned so I don't know if the volcano destroyed the information on it or if there was an IC destruction of the knowledge.)
(Also you miss counted, you should have 1124/1000. Making your total 9,335.)

"Yes, you did well. Now I am truly out of jutsu to teach you." Love then stood up from the ground, dusting herself off a bit as she did. Glancing at her arm she needed to get it fixed as soon as possible but at the moment she wanted to try advancing her gentle fist. "You can go back to Michi's and get washed up. I'll be there shortly." She told the boy after her glance continued to lower and land on him. She didn't know how much she could do in this state but one handed gentle fist had to at least be somewhat helpful. The girl would remove her sling returning it to its proper position around her waist as a sash. There was some pain in it but she ignored it, she didn't plan on healing or numbing herself anymore today. The pain would be her motivation; if she couldn't fight with this minor injury how could she fight with worse? That was her mindset and she wouldn't let anything deter her. Assuming the eight trigrams form as she had done many times in the past Love began the sixty-four palms assault. This training would be a lot easier if she had a partner or at least a training dummy but neither Atarashi nor the other boys would be able to handle this training. Not even the one Hyuuga boy, Kaiyono, he was still just a student. It was at this time that Love began to wish Maloren was here.

He was the first Hyuuga she'd trained with that she wasn't directly related to, other than Tokuma. He would definitely be of great help in this situation but as a Jounin he was more than obligated to join in the fight. She wondered about her friend Maloren though, it seemed as if he had simply vanished into thin air. He was there at the beginning of the Jounin exam but she never saw him again after his first match, not even after the entire thing was over. He would also be her motivation, he was the one who helped her perfect her sixty-four palms in the first place along with teaching her another Hyuuga jutsu. Both of which were quite useful to her in the Jounin exams. Love began to envision the eight trigrams circle with her at the center standing in the middle of a yin-yang symbol. She also envisioned fictitious enemies for herself to fight. Activating her byakugan with her eyes closed to help keep the simulation alive but also to allow her to be able to see her surroundings. Charging forward to go after her imaginary opponent Love completed the first two attacks with ease, completing the first strike. Two more with slightly more speed made four and completed the second strike. This time there were four attacks, and they would increase from now own, making eight and completing the third strike. The fourth strike was comprised of eight attacks to make sixteen.

The fifth strike had sixteen attacks to make thirty-two completing that sent Love into the sixth strike. This one held thirty-two attacks for a total of sixty-four attacks and a final strong step forward to complete the jutsu. Going through that entire sequence a second time on a second illusory enemy Love felt incomplete. She still had a surging amount of energy. She knew that after two more rounds of the eight trigrams: sixty-four palms she would be tired but what if she could get more hits in with just the two rounds? Love would have to increase her speed and add another strike to the jutsu, making it the Eight Trigrams: One Hundred Twenty-Eight Palms. In her mind's eye, Love dawned a fierce glare causing the veins around her eyes to bulge more. Starting from the top she would complete the first strike and two attacks, then the second strike and another two attacks, the third strike of four attacks, then the fourth strike of eight attacks, then the fifth strike of sixteen attacks, and then the sixth strike of thirty-two strikes. Love could feel her heart rate beginning to rise as well as the pain in her right arm but she pushed on. Completing another sixty-four attack to finish the seventh strike while retaining the same increased speed that she had maintained the entire time. There would now be visible beads of sweat on her forehead, above her top lip, and on her neck. It hadn't yet reached her arms, that would happen after her second try at the seven strikes. Inhaling and exhaling for a few beats Love then wiped the sweat from her lip and her brow.

The veins around her eyes relaxed to their normal size for the time that she caught her breath with her heart also slowing. As made her way through the strikes nearing closer and closer to the seventh her body remained the same. There was a slight increase in her heart and veins during the first few attacks of the seventh strike but the quickly normalize as she continued through. For Love that was a sign that she had almost nailed the jutsu in its entirety. She could use a water break about now but that would have to wait, she was so close. Cracking her neck and stretching a bit Love prepared for her final attempt at the jutsu. Completely calm the image in her mind changed, from some random stranger to the male she had to put in his place. Now more determined than ever the red haired Hyuuga speed through the attacks like never before. She'd even begun to lose count even though her body didn't, she breezed straight through the seventh strike. It wasn't until she felt herself delivering the final blow with the strong step forward that she realized that the jutsu was over. Panting now the girl stood normally and clenched her fists, the pain from the right one caused her to wince and she deactivated the dojutsu while opening her eyes. Both arms now held sweat, the right more so than the left, it also had begun to swell. It was past time to get to a doctor, so Love left the training area to do just that.

She would even bypass going back to Michi's to shower first. Getting healed was more important the slight embarrassment she might feel about showing up sweaty and dirty to the doctor's office. Besides with her outfit being mostly black, there was little dirt to be noticed. She was also a shinobi so for her to be covered in sweat was normal, as long as she didn't stink it didn't matter. Love, of course, didn't or else she would've made a b-line for Michi's shop. As she made her way through town, Love noticed that the sun had already made it's decent and the pastel colors of the evening sky had begun to give way to the deep blues of the night sky. Which likely meant that the doctor's office would be closing soon as it wasn't a large hospital that had people taking turns caring for the injured during the twenty-four hours the day held. Luckily Love was able to enter as another patient was leaving. The doctor was about to turn her away but seeing her headband the doctor felt compelled to heal the young woman even if it meant using the last of her chakra. To which Love was very grateful and left the doctor a tip although the doctor said it was on the house. Now that her arm was fixed Love was headed on her way back to Michi's shop when she happened to overhear some people talking. A traveling salesman and some of the locals, he told them of fire caused by the Kirigakure ninja and the deaths experienced on both sides. Love was prepared for the worst but the man said the two groups were working together now.

Love was shocked that they would be cooperating which had to mean that some kind of deal was made. But the fact that the village still stood and the people were still recognized as Konoha meant that it was likely safe to return. Obviously, she would have to face some kind of punishment for not lining up when all of the Leaf shinobi were called to do so but Love was prepared for that. She'd known that there would be consequences whether they had won or lost but she wasn't about to wuss out and run from them. With a new air about her Love walked confidently back to Michi's shop to alert the boys. They would probably more excited than she was to go home, they were still fairly young and this had been their first time outside of the village. That would normally be a fun thing but given the circumstance they were in it was terrifying, especially because they didn't have any allied villages to relocate to. Meaning that they would have to get normal jobs here in this small village which they obviously didn't want since they entered the ninja academy. Never the less the group would gather what things they acquired in their short time here and head out in the morning. Knowing Kaiyono he'd probably want to leave that night, Azaire too even though he'd try to hide it. Love thought of the looks they would have on their faces as she got even closer to the shop. They might have some strict new rules when they get back but it shouldn't be anything too hard to adjust to. As long as they didn't have to participate in Kiri's infamous Blood Games this group of kids should be fine.

That thought of those "games" propelled the thought of punishment in her mind. Even with Kiri in control, they were still Konohagakure, surely death wouldn't be her punishment. As much as she would hate to revert to being a Genin she could accept a demotion as punishment. The more she thought about it, losing her status as a ninja would hurt far worse than death. And although she hadn't come that far after being promoted she was a bit confident in her skills to make it out of a deathmatch alive. After all, she did hold her own against the man who was slated to be the next Kazekage, well one of them anyway. However, if she was faced with death right off the bat it might prompt her to run. There was still so much left in this life that she wanted to do, see, and accomplish, to be cut down in her prime would be devastating. It would probably be even worse for her parents to have to bury their only child, she never wanted to have to go through that and she didn't even have kids yet. Love hadn't noticed that these dark thoughts had caused her to slow her pace. The joy she felt earlier was quickly beginning to dampen and a twisting feeling in her heart arose at the thought of living under a tyrant. Could she actually, right now, be thinking of fleeing? It wasn't in her nature or character but... Just then she could hear the voices of the boys she'd brought along with her.

Not having her dojutsu activated she couldn't see into the shop but she had an idea of what they might be up to. She had to get them back no matter what, they were innocent and didn't need to be caught up in any drama she might cause. They would be better off with their families and her peers who would help them keep the memory of her burning bright should her flame go out. So swallowing all the bad thoughts and feelings Love entered the shop for what might be the last time.

WC: 1,979 [Exit]
TWC: 8,621
Claiming: 43 stats, Sweeping Leaf Cutter, Intersection Method, Raiton Cape, Eight Trigrams: One Hundred Twenty-Eight Palms

Atarashi nods and starts walking towards Michi's house. As he does so, he looks back at you and sees you training on you on. Atarashi decides to leave you to your own devices and let you train on your own in peace. He's already taken up a lot of your time so he thinks that maybe you'd like some alone time.

[exit]

(claiming: 46 stat points, Hazy Genjutsu, Medical Ninjutsu, Chakra Absorption, Demonic Illusion: Descending Hell, Leaf Gale, Leaf Whirlwind, Chakra Anesthetic, Body Flicker, Flicker Movement, Puppet Art Ventriloquism, Rope Escape, Fuuinjutsu Lock, Fuuinjutsu Breaking, Generic Sealing, and Mark Seal)

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