1 Edge of a nightmare [Private/No Kill] Thu May 07, 2015 10:43 am
Chisaki
D-rank
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The silence of nature always managed to calm Chisaki's wayward heart. Yes, nature was never truly silent but it was in comparison to the village. The hectic lifestyles that everyone lead in the village left little time for any introspective thoughts whatsoever. So it was the forests of Konoha where Chisaki Senju found her silence. The trees stood as sentinels, hiding her from the untrained eye as she walked down a path unknown to many. They swayed gently in the summer breeze, their leaves creating the strangest of melodies. Beneath the green canopies, in the shade of the dense forest did she walk. In her everyday life, she was kept constantly busy by her careers. The Head of a clan, and Captain of the Medical Corps. Both of these roles took immense amounts of time and energy to deal with simultaneously. Therefore, today she had taken a break from it all. She had left a note at home explaining to Sou where she was. Of late, they had not spent a lot of time together, barely any at all in fact. Not since the incident involving Risu... At the thought of him though, the ghost of a smile flickered across her face. Her one shining light in the darkness that was consuming her entire being slowly but surely. At night, she could feel it. Nightmares of a hellish world tormented her and on multiple occasions she had woken covered in sweat, unable to return to her dreams. Stopping on her walk, she lift her right hand to place it above her own heart. Medically, there was nothing wrong with it. It beat steadily and often. Yet, anyone trained in sensory jutsu would be able to detect the vortex of black emotions raging inside of her heart.
The Demon did not rest, it never slept. It was constantly there, urging her to become something she was not. The title "Queen of Demons". Sheer willpower kept the thing in place, kept it locked within the prison of her own heart. Yet during the flow of battle, often times she had no other choice but to submit to the vast power stored within her. Her abilities became even stronger, she gained access to jutsu she could not even dream of performing in her normal state. Yet while transformed, she was no longer Chisaki... The Satan Soul Reversion technique not only transformed her body into a lethal beauty, but it corrupted her mind. That was the true risk of that jutsu. That one day she might never be able to escape from its corruptness. Chisaki knew she was among the elite shinobi of the world, he strength surpassed most... Yet, it was not all her own power. Most of it came from the primal forces within her, not her own power. Once upon a time, she had thought she might tame the great power. Tame the darkness lashing out in its cage. Every time she used it, it blackened her heart a tiny bit more as its own power continued to grown exponentially. She has questioned her parents about it, even questioned the Great Owl Sages, yet they had been utterly clueless about the demonic presence within her. They could sense it, fear it, yet none of them knew the source of it.
Lowering her hand from the steady beat of her heart, she resumed her walk, her light robes swishing along to the whistle of the leaves as she nimbly moved along the path. Before long, she came to a clearing. In the middle of the clearing stood a sakura tree, tall and proud. During her youth, when she was still mastering the techniques of her clan, she had come here to plant this tree. Since that day, the nature chakra that converged on this spot had helped the tree to flourish into the beauty she saw today. Walking up to it slowly, she lifted her right hand again, placing it on the bark of the tree with a half smile. Back then, the demon had been a mere specter, unable to even effect her dreams. Now, it nearly had as much willpower as she did. Turning, she rested her back on the tree, leaning on it for support for a moment before she eventually slid down to sit at its base. Closing her eyes, she rested her head against the tree. Who was she? Was she Chisaki Senju, Clan Head of the Senju, Sage of Owls and Captain of the Medical Corps? Or was she Chisaki Senju, Queen of Demons, Harbinger of Nightmares? Maybe it was simply and identity crisis to the extreme. Maybe she was being a hypochondriac... Or, perhaps, she was right. Maybe there was a reason to be worried. A breeze stirred the glade and sakura petals danced to the ground around her. Chisaki felt the breeze stir her clothing and hair and she sighed once more, her sigh a mere whisper in the wind.