Feeling so faithless~
Tatsuya hit a wall he can't break through. It was a devastating defeat for the detective. His defeat was painful but it only grew more painful as he would imagine Tsutomu mocking him for his defeat. Why could he not utilize his full potential, his full power. Tatsuya was distraught with the feeling of incompetence, weakness, and regret. What pushed him to train in Ninja arts was a soul crushing sense of regret. What was the source of this damned regret, Tatsuya was angered. Who is he anyway? What's his name? Does he truly have loved ones? If so where are they? Why have no one come for him? Feelings of frustration built up within the young man. However, what was this defeat he spoke of?
Yesterday````````
A B-Ranked criminal escaped prison and was on the run, on his trail, Tatsuya. He would split up with his partner. He would chase the man at max speed, and before long the criminal took hold of a hostage. A middle aged woman, her child clung to the man's leg before being kicked away. Tatsuya fiercely glared at the enemy as he awaited the right moment to engage. As he dropped the woman and rushed at Tatsuya, the young blue eyed man would attempt to fight the bastard. However, his speed, his strength, his reaction time, his combat prowess far surpassed Tatsuya, he would drop Tatsuya with a stab to the gut with a kunai and Rush to the woman piercing her in the chest with his longer blade. Tatsuya walked with difficulty to the woman as the man escaped.
He would hold her in his arms with an angry look. He attempted to calm the woman and perform first aid on her as her daughter yelled "mom" over and over. Tatsuya would realize there was no saving the woman. He held her in his arms as the mother was dying before her daughter. How he was holding her, her skin growing colder and paler by the second, it struck him like a lightning. As lightning sparked in his eyes, his eyes opened wide open. His skin grew colder, his whole body shook, a flash of a different woman in his arms shook his core as his memory raced alongside his heart.
Before long, the young man collapsed and was hospitalized. The woman was confirmed deceased, Tatsuya survived. Tatsuya had to face the woman's daughter as she yelled at him and screamed kicking his leg with her tiny arms. It was as though she was a manifestation of his regret and weakness. How such tiny arms could hurt so much. It was an unreal situation for the blue eyed detective, all these emotions. Weakness, helplessness, and sadness.
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Tatsuya needed to achieve a greater strength, his current power, cannot even be called power. He would sit in a meditative method. He would force the power from within even if his body would break. He didn't care, as long as this painful regret tainting his heart would disappear. Tatsuya stood up as he felt his Chakra revolving around him, engulfing him, and eating him alive. As though his Chakra was his nemesis he fought against its tide and attempted to control it.
The blue eyed self-taught Shinobi would cover his body in electricity as his Chakra would change natures into lightning surrounding him. This was the string he needed to pull harder. He focused his lightning in his hands. The lightning around him increased in frequency. Tatsuya angrily focused his Chakra more forcing more lightning to surround him. The young man would eventually run out. He would fall to his knees and begin breathing heavily. A slight smile on his face would appear. He found it, his new power. All he had to do was gain control of his power.
The young man would begin his training, from meditation to weight lifting to Kenjutsu technique practice. His footwork, his reflexes, his movements, he would hone every single aspect of his fighting style in order to improve himself. He would begin lifting thirty kilogram dumbbell per arm. His muscles twitching to the weight as it increased. Another part of his training was a simple push up, enhanced to be more painful. He place two thirty kilograms dumbbell's on his back vertically, should he drop one he would repeat, should he lag at a single push up, he would repeat, should fall, he would repeat. The goal was a thousand pushups.
His next workout consisted of workouts concerned with the muscles of the legs, back, shoulders, and chest. From balance workouts to weight lifting in ways that'd benefit each body part. Finally was abdomen workouts, he would perform sit ups, abdominal holds, side crunches, prone planks, and climb ups to ballet twists. He showed himself no mercy.
He would then use a weighted metal sword used for training, he would increase the weight up to sixty kilograms and begin swinging with the sword. His muscles twitching with each move he made, his determination to become stronger never wavered, the more pain he'd feel the more he'd train harder. After hours of crushing training the young man would begin to angrily put his all into his strikes, eventually as he swung with his full force with the last bit of power in his arms the weighted metal sword would be covered in lightning surrounding the blade before it fell from his hands.
He could feel it, he was getting closer and closer to achieving the power he desires. He would show himself no mercy in his training, until he could payback the one who angered him, and the one who defeated him. Tatsuya would make himself a killing machine designed specifically for that man. A criminal scum defeating Tatsuya? Tsutomu would truly laugh at his pathetic state. Tatsuya resolved to strengthen himself more. However physical training while it was good, it was not his target.
Tatsuya held the metal sword with his hand and as he sat on his knees, he would begin channeling his lightning Chakra from all around him. Tatsuya would unsheathe his sword from its scabbard. Holding the sword with both hands Tatsuya would direct the entirety of his Chakra into his blade. Before long the Chakra surging from Tatsuya’s body would begin to swallow the blade covering it. Tatsuya would control his Chakra and change it into lightning that enveloped the blade of his sword.
The blade’s power was significantly increased, its sharpness accuracy and overall strength increased. However, something still plagued the young man’s mind. While it is amazing that he learned to control his lightning element, the criminal that escaped was wind style user. Wind beats lightning unless lightning is released in a high frequency that could nullify any strengths a wind technique may have against a lightning technique. How to achieve such a high frequency was, however, beyond Tatsuya. Still, the blue eyed swordsman would find a way to overcome such an obstacle. To strengthen the lightning he releases up to a point where any element’s advantage is nullified.
Tatsuya would attack the wooden dummies with finesse and graceful steps and attacks. Not a single move was wasted. He would move swiftly between the wooden dummies, slashing at them left and right. However, it was all to no avail. Until it was. Tatsuya would head home in the middle of the night again. His sword sheathed in its scabbard set on his back. Tatsuya would think to himself, how could he strengthen himself further more? He had no mentor, and received guidance from no one. He had no one to guide him towards achieving greater strength.
~Scream
He heard a scream nearby. His legs powerless from all the training he did yet he moved with the speed of thunder towards the sound only to notice a man holding a woman hostage in front of her family. Tatsuya rushed at the man from behind and as he looked back, but it was too late. Tatsuya would slash upwards with his two hands holding his sword destroying the man’s left eye as he dropped the woman and retreated five meters away from Tatsuya. Tatsuya had this angry look at his face as he remembered the little girl hitting his leg with her small arms.
Justice…
He wanted to protect their justice, he wanted to protect the family. Should he lose here, the family was doomed. Tatsuya would angrily imagine this family in a despairing state, saddened and heartbroken by loss. He hated the sight of that scene in his head. He would charge up his blade with lightning using whatever Chakra left in him. The Bastard would Charge his blade with wind type chakra. Tatsuya would have trouble fighting the bastard. Tatsuya would clash blades with the thug trying to ruin a poor family. Tatsuya was worn out, barely with any Chakra left, and barely any strength to even hold his sword.
Yet the image of the little girl crying and hitting him pushed him further and further more. The man would land a good strike to Tatsuya’s blade knocking the blue eyed swordsman back. His whole body was electrocuted with a feeling of weakness as the man rushed by him to the poor family. It was then that Tatsuya would let out a terrifying yet calm and composed Chakra. What was terrifying was the condensed pressure of that Chakra. Tatsuya reignited his sword with lightning that lit violently until it calmly coated his sword in a different kind of lightning…. A white lightning? Tatsuya rushed at his enemy as they prepared to intercept Tatsuya again. This time Tatsuya seemed different. Composed yet with a very well expressed killing intent. As the two swung their swords past each other Tatsuya stood idle in his place as the man screamed in pain.
Tatsuya had cut off the criminal’s fingers. The man screamed in pain as he turned to face Tatsuya after holding his sword with the other hand. Tatsuya rushed at the man and their swords clashed, Tatsuya’s blade was dominating each clash of blades, the wind element was not affecting Tatsuya’s sword or the lightning coating his sword. Tatsuya’s elegant, precise, and powerful slashes would dominate each clash.
It was time to end this little squabble. Tatsuya would rush at the man and land deal a powerful strike that pushes back the man but keeps him on his toes. The man would look straight ahead but Tatsuya was not there. The blue eyed demon would appear from the man blind spot in his field of vision, his right side, his right eye was blind. Tatsuya would exploit that blind spot and appear as a phantom from the darkness his blue eyes glowing as though he was a Shinigami that had come to claim the man’s soul. Tatsuya launched his blade horizontally slashing the man’s neck slitting his throat as blood covered Tatsuya.
Tatsuya would look at his blade to notice the lightning’s color, it was a bright white lightning. The young man called his partner and informed her of what transpired, the family was witness to Tatsuya’s actions. Should he be brought to a trial, the family that is now thanking Tatsuya could testify to his actions. He demonstrated impressive will and strength in order to protect the family while worn out and tired. Tatsuya’s partner and an ambulance arrived at the scene Tatsuya assured his partner that he was fine and his injuries were not that serious and despite her nagging and yapping he managed to convince her to take the corpse and go into the ambulance.
He walked in the night when he heard what seemed to be a bunch of guys approaching his way. His vision was blurry but there was a nice steak house nearby. Perhaps he would take a bite and go home. He leaned on the wall for a second as he rested for almost a second. His body was tired and heavy. He managed to drag himself into the steakhouse, however the table he sat in was trouble. The steakhouse was full and any new customers would have to sit with Tatsuya first, and any customer’s after would have to wait. Luckily there was a very low chance anyone would come. Unless the guys he heard approaching were headed to this steakhouse which was highly unlikely.
Current Word count: 2064
White Raiton Requirement 2000 words
White Raiton Learned 2064/2000
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