E Pluribus Unum [I.O]

Unconscious, close to death.

Breathes getting slower...and slower...

A vision blurred, eyes that resembled his pierced up from the ground. "[*REDACTED AND MUFFLED NAME*]...you're like a God to me." He'd place his hands on the head of the living tool, running it through the hair of the being he created. "I'm like a God?" the voice would ask. "Little one...I am God."

His throat tightened, the dream turning into a lucid nightmare. He'd pierce the vision of his cursed visions, the reflection of the Sharingan he possed shooting it's gaze back into his sight. The Wayfarer would wake up.

He tossed back the dark sheets of the bed, tossing the covers in the air as his sweated body burst into motion. Wan reached for the nightstand, his right hand slamming against The Wooden Coin before drawing it back, He launched chakra into the coin through his hand, extending forth the sage tool Oathkeeper. With a firm grip, he'd hold it out in front of himself, squatted in front of the bed as his eyes scanned the area in front of him, towards the door. The Wayfarer locked eyes with the knob as it gently turned, tapping coming from the other side of the door. He clinched his staff tighter, steadying his stance as a brief moment of watching the locked knob turn elapsed.

[WC: 220]

The knob stopped turning. For a brief moment Wan held his breath, he didn't know why but the suspicion caused by the anonymous actions was the main culprit. He would never release his gaze from the door, no matter if the knobbed stopped turning or not, positive that someone was on the opposite side of that door. With his hand clenched on his weapon still, he looked, and waited, and looked some more. The Senju then heard a series of knocks at the door, causing him to sturdy his stance once more in confusion. Was he being attacked, or simply bothered by the unknown? The Wayfarer was unsure of what to do, whether he should usher out words to the strange or simply remain on guard. While caught in his thoughts they would knock again, this time much harder than before. "Whose there?" Wan would ask, his focus remaining on the door opposite of the room he was in.

He received no response.

Seconds would pass with dead silence. Then, another knock would occur.

"I said who is it?" he would bark again, the tone of his voice shifting into a demanding and annoying state, beginning to take small steps towards the door to look through its peep hole. He would cautiously sneak towards the door, remaining silent to catch whoever was on the outside off guard.

[WC: 227]

"Housekeeping!"

With a tilted head the eyes of Wan would remain glued towards the door, the first of words being heard although they were unbelievable at the time. "Nobody called." he would say, unsure as to whether this was a mere trick to get him to open the door or if room service had the tendency to normally walk around at this time of night. Seconds passed after he responded to the voice, silence overlapping the area before the soft and feminine voice would respond to him. "We're just changing out old linen for fresh! Our laundry machine is out of commission and newer linen won't be available until Tuesday." To the Hokage the story sounded true enough to believe, the lack of effort that went into it didn't seem to be enough for a complex lie. He stood up from the stance he had taken, peering out the peephole of the door and looking around to see who was outside. In a warped vision, he could see a short, black-haired lady, dressed in maid attire with her hands holding a few garments and sheets. The woman exchanged a look back into the peephole from her side, Wan stepping away from the door as he exhales a sigh of relief before undoing the locks.

[WC: 214]

Wan swung the door open with caution at first, peering out a small gap of it before fully allowing it to open. After examining the woman he stepped aside, allowing her entrance into his room as she kindly bowed and smiled before entering. Once she was inside he would close the door behind them, the maid stepping further into the room as her back was now towards the Senju. While she was unaware he activated his Sharingan. The tomoe spinning into existence as he closely begins to examine the woman, taking note of her chakra and any foreign anomalies he would or could notice on her, slight paranoia causing him to take these extra steps in ensuring she wasn't an assassin. Nothing seemed to be 'odd' about her, the lady placing the equipment and linen she brought down on an empty chair as she heads towards his unmade bed. Normally he would make his bed every morning, the only reason it was not tidy right then was that he was awoken from his slumber at the sound of her knocks. Snatching away the sheets on the bed the woman would throw them to the side, reaching back over to the fresh linen she had prepared to change the sheets on his bed. She also fluffed up his pillows as well as changed the covers on those. She would continue to do maid-like things under the watchful eye of the Senju.

[WC: 240]

As time progressed it seemed as if the woman would find more and more than needed to be done within the room. What was expected to be a quick changing of linen turned into a full cleaning, the maid had cleaned the entirety of the bedroom before moving on to the bathroom. As she entered the small room Wan would walk over to the bed, looking at her from over his shoulders before he would take a seat on the soft mattress. He ran his hands through his hair, ruffling the strands before shaking his head to free up any tangled bits. Wan let out a sigh as he patiently waited on the side of the bed, patting his thighs with his hands as the maid continued to clean. He could hear a few...odd noises coming from the bathroom. The sounds of things being knocked over and picked back up rung frequently, but he thought nothing of it. The Senju thought nothing of it, maybe the woman was just a clumsy individual, but at least it seemed as if she was putting everything back in place. His curiosity grew when he noticed the bathroom door was cracked, a gap wide enough to peep through drawing his interest as he lifted from the bed and crept over towards the door.

[WC: 219]

Approaching the door he tip-toed silently across the small gap between him and the bathroom. A little privacy should be given to everyone, however, it was taking the woman rather long to just 'clean' the bathroom, and with all the noise coming from it it was only adding on to the paranoia Wan already had. When he was behind the door he leaned his body to the side, peering in through the small crack with his Sharingan as he looked around the bathroom. He noticed the woman on her knees in front of the toilet, huddled down around it as if she was cleaning the bowl intensely or vomiting. He made nothing of it at first, but once she dug into her pockets he knew something was wrong. He watched as a small mass of chakra began to flood from her hands, appearing within a foreign object in her pocket. The maid pulled her hand from her pocket and produced with it an explosive tag, much of which she began to plant around the toilet. Noticing immediately what she was doing Wan would push the door open with force, causing the door handle to hit the wall as the startled woman shook in place.

[WC: 204]

"What are you doing?!" Wan would bark, having already known the answer to his question but wanting to ask it anyway. The maid had a look of fear in her eyes, beginning to shake she bit down hard on her lip. "Shit!" she would say, reaching into her pocket and producing a Kunai as she began to get up from the floor. Wan stepped into the room and closed the door behind him, locking the two of them in there as she began her short sprint to him. She forces her blade up and towards the neck of the Hokage, Wan catching the action before it was made to prevent it from touching. Gripping her wrist with his left hand he squeezes down on it, forcing her to drop the blade as it clings against the tiles of the floor. Spinning themselves around he would switch positions while remaining his hold on her, pushing her against the door before taking her other wrist and pinning them both to the door. "Who are you? Why are you trying to kill me?" he would ask her, his eyes scanning over her face with anger as tears began to run down hers. "I...I..." she would say as if her tongue was tied.

[WC: 209]

"I can't believe you've forgotten me, Wan."

As the words echoed the small chamber abrupt coldness followed in from the unknown, as complete and total darkness fell over the room at once. Although visually impaired by the darkness Wan could still feel the grip he held around the woman's neck, the suspense caused by the uncertainty making him clinch his clutch even harder.

"Genjutsu." was his first thought at what was unraveling. Although he would not say as much it seemed as if this 'woman' was of physic nature, since her chuckles began to rain loose after the thought was made.

"Wan Senju, you've forgotten who I am?" this...voice would repeat. Soft and slightly raspy, as if it was being pulled from one dimension and slowly converted into this one. The words threw the mind of the Senju into a slight rage, pissed by the mind games that seemed to be played on him right now. With his hand firmly around her neck, he drew his free arm back, clenching his fist before plunging his hand hard and fast into the stomach of the woman, hoping to apply enough force to either knock her out or kill her. The blow was met with the fabric of her skin, at such moment Wan released a gust of chakra from his hand to amplify the blow more, hearing as the sharp and dense chakra ripped apart the garments of the woman. As the blow was met the woman would gasp, a slight regurgitation noise being lifted from her throat as she would thoroughly begin to fall over into the dark, a slight 'thud being heard.

Wan quickly raised his hands to his chest, performing the only sign needed for Genjutsu Release. As he held the sign his heart began to rapidly beat, feeling as if it dropped the longer Wan realized that nothing appeared to be changing. He would drop his hands multiple times, bringing them back into the same place over and over again as he repeatedly tried to release whatever technique was cast upon him, or so he thought was cast upon him.

From the ground beneath a voice groaned, then cackled.

"I see I've done a good job at keeping your crazy tendencies. So tell me, Wan. What have you learned since I first began to guide you?"

Wan's eyes would widen immensely in the darkness of the room, the overwhelming presence of fear beginning to overlap him as the unknown seemed to become known. The young Lord could not figure out what was causing this sensation he felt, for now, his legs began to shake as if weary while small pellets of sweat formed above his eyebrows. He looked around frantically, trying to make his way to the door that now seemed to no longer exist. It now felt as if he was walking in the same room indefinitely, endlessly, followed by the sound of darkness.

A light showed behind him, the intense brightness of it drawing his attention towards its direction. A single light, shining down in one spot as a figure in a chair sat with their backs to Wan, seeming to be filing their nails if not just playing with their hands. The distance between the two of them appeared greater than the room allowed, leading Wan to now believe he had fell victim to some form of Space-Time technique and was no longer where he thought he was.


The voice now...familiar. The feeling of Deja-vu rushing the brainwaves of the Senju as the soft-spoken and feminine voice began to speak again.

"There is no need to fear the unknown."

The light was removed.

Darkness once again existed alone.

"Who are you?" Wan would say with slight anger and unease, ignoring the gut-churning feeling that slowly crept up on him more and more the situation progressed. "I've heard your voice before."

"Oh really?" 'they' would say before giggling. "Do you remember where?"

Wan began to think... thinking back to when he first hears the familiar voice. He tried to match a face with the voice but was unable to.

"Yea. Back when I first arrived in Sunagakure, before I left for Konoha with Solomon."

"And Do you remember what I told you?"

[EXIT]
WC: 2,719

CLAIMS:
Claiming 1,077wc towards 1m Rinnegan progess (previous 8,923wc allocated here. 10,000/10,000)

Claiming Rinnegan via 1m progress boost + 5m wait. Rinnegan requirements were met on December 16th, 2020.

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