1 The God of the Sun vs the Father of Horrors (Inabayama/Private/Sero) Mon Aug 06, 2018 12:12 am
Mitsuo
S-rank
(Continuation of the Siege of Inabayama)
The snake woman’s rage had once again gotten the better of her. Mitsuo had known it would happen, that her evil wouldn’t be contained and that she would attempt to wipe out the field here. The servant of the Mizukage acknowledged his words and ran to meet the snake head on, Mitsuo sitting back for a second to watch as the battle unfolded in front of him. She seemed to be fairly well trained, Mitsuo being impressed with her tenacity and the string of attacks that she had put together. She was attempting to stop the snake’s transformation, the chakra that was moving around her clearly being a tremendously powerful thing indeed...
It wasn’t just her though...
Chakra welled up in the dual of titans as well, these people whom he had considered to be his friends for so many years, and one whom he had thought dead for so long. He was still having a difficult time believing that this man whom he had grown up with, who had been taken away from him so long ago, was here today standing alive and unchanged in front of him. There were very few people in the shinobi world who Mitsuo respected and considered to be his equal, but two of those people were standing right here in front of him. He was considered to be the greatest swordsman in the world, a title he had earned over years of practice and mastery of the blade, but he believed that Ayakashi would defeat him in hand to hand combat and when it came to using his chakra to great efffect, nobody was Mitsuhide’s equal. Ayakashi had once offered him captaincy of the Seven Swords, but Mitsuo turned it down, not wanting to be chained down to any one village when his mission required him to be able to move...unfortunately he was chained right now...
The chakra that Ayakashi was building up was completely overwhelming and Mitsuo couldn’t help but think of the legends of old. When he was a child his father had told him stories of the Bijuu and their insane power, and this felt like what he had been described. Though Mitsuo had never truly believed in the existence of the Bijuu and by extension their shinobi hosts, he imagined this was as close to reality as it would ever get with them. The power was awesome, and could he harness that power...he would stop at nothing to wield it. With the power of a Bijuu amplifying him his goal of bringing the world to Utopia would be so much closer to his reach. It was funny, then, to feel that power as it built and to know that the man whom stood against her was a master of sealing. He didn’t even wonder if Mitsuhide would have a counter to it, he simply wondered how long he would wait to unleash that counter.
It saddened him that he wouldn’t have time to witness it...
Something entered the vicinity that there was no possible way Mitsuo could ignore. He could feel the shiver down his spine as pure evil washed over the area in a wave, feeling that before he could feel the presence of the being inside of it. Whatever it was, it was human, and that meant that Mitsuo could kill it. He didn’t want to turn his back on the snake witch in front of him, but It appeared that the Mizukage’s servant had her taken care of. He had a divine duty to uphold to eradicate evil from the world and bring justice to those who deserved it. He and Eizo left the battle behind them and made their way towards the centre of the corruption. As he ran, the heat radiating from his body continued to rise, the ground below him turning to glass with each step. He sheathed the sword and chain whip and pulled out his Sword of the Immortal Blaze from his back, the fire chakra emanating from him lighting the blade with molten fury.
The white and gold cloak that he wore on his shoulders would billow behind him, the roses on it shimmering in the sun. His robes and hat adorned with blue rose iconography, and the broach that was given to him by the Mizukage for protecting the village of Kirigakure were on full display. He was truly a sight to behold, the power of the sun radiating from him. This was the God of the Sun, the Hell Gate Dragon, the Sword Saint of Konoha. This was Mitsuo Sarutobi, Seventeenth Hokage, in all of his radiance, power emanating from him as he prepared to do what it was that he was put onto this earth for. The god of death empowered him with its lust for penance and its thirst for Justice, and he would deliver that today.
“It is a truly great day that the gods have gifted us, being of darkness. I have scoured the world and burnt the corruption of evil wherever I have found it, and I thought I’d have to leave this place unfulfilled...until this moment.” He glanced at the man in front of him, his gaudy white robes splattered while blood while Mitsuo’s were trimmed with gold and pristine. His barbaric display only confirmed to Mitsuo what he already know, he was a being of pure evil and he needed to be removed from the face of the earth. “Demon. Monster. You have the divine honour to die by the blade of the Sword Saint on this day. Be not worried, for your death will be swift. I am not one to draw out such things, as I am a merciful and compassionate man. You are a stain on the face of the earth, and your death will be a great service to the world...”
His sword of the immortal blaze was in his hand, fire dripping off of it as the sand beneath it turned to molten glass once more. His hands were close to one another on the handle, tip pointed up towards the individual’s face.
“Step to your death, demon...”
3779
Chakra - 390/500
Wings of the Saint and Eizo maintained
The snake woman’s rage had once again gotten the better of her. Mitsuo had known it would happen, that her evil wouldn’t be contained and that she would attempt to wipe out the field here. The servant of the Mizukage acknowledged his words and ran to meet the snake head on, Mitsuo sitting back for a second to watch as the battle unfolded in front of him. She seemed to be fairly well trained, Mitsuo being impressed with her tenacity and the string of attacks that she had put together. She was attempting to stop the snake’s transformation, the chakra that was moving around her clearly being a tremendously powerful thing indeed...
It wasn’t just her though...
Chakra welled up in the dual of titans as well, these people whom he had considered to be his friends for so many years, and one whom he had thought dead for so long. He was still having a difficult time believing that this man whom he had grown up with, who had been taken away from him so long ago, was here today standing alive and unchanged in front of him. There were very few people in the shinobi world who Mitsuo respected and considered to be his equal, but two of those people were standing right here in front of him. He was considered to be the greatest swordsman in the world, a title he had earned over years of practice and mastery of the blade, but he believed that Ayakashi would defeat him in hand to hand combat and when it came to using his chakra to great efffect, nobody was Mitsuhide’s equal. Ayakashi had once offered him captaincy of the Seven Swords, but Mitsuo turned it down, not wanting to be chained down to any one village when his mission required him to be able to move...unfortunately he was chained right now...
The chakra that Ayakashi was building up was completely overwhelming and Mitsuo couldn’t help but think of the legends of old. When he was a child his father had told him stories of the Bijuu and their insane power, and this felt like what he had been described. Though Mitsuo had never truly believed in the existence of the Bijuu and by extension their shinobi hosts, he imagined this was as close to reality as it would ever get with them. The power was awesome, and could he harness that power...he would stop at nothing to wield it. With the power of a Bijuu amplifying him his goal of bringing the world to Utopia would be so much closer to his reach. It was funny, then, to feel that power as it built and to know that the man whom stood against her was a master of sealing. He didn’t even wonder if Mitsuhide would have a counter to it, he simply wondered how long he would wait to unleash that counter.
It saddened him that he wouldn’t have time to witness it...
Something entered the vicinity that there was no possible way Mitsuo could ignore. He could feel the shiver down his spine as pure evil washed over the area in a wave, feeling that before he could feel the presence of the being inside of it. Whatever it was, it was human, and that meant that Mitsuo could kill it. He didn’t want to turn his back on the snake witch in front of him, but It appeared that the Mizukage’s servant had her taken care of. He had a divine duty to uphold to eradicate evil from the world and bring justice to those who deserved it. He and Eizo left the battle behind them and made their way towards the centre of the corruption. As he ran, the heat radiating from his body continued to rise, the ground below him turning to glass with each step. He sheathed the sword and chain whip and pulled out his Sword of the Immortal Blaze from his back, the fire chakra emanating from him lighting the blade with molten fury.
The white and gold cloak that he wore on his shoulders would billow behind him, the roses on it shimmering in the sun. His robes and hat adorned with blue rose iconography, and the broach that was given to him by the Mizukage for protecting the village of Kirigakure were on full display. He was truly a sight to behold, the power of the sun radiating from him. This was the God of the Sun, the Hell Gate Dragon, the Sword Saint of Konoha. This was Mitsuo Sarutobi, Seventeenth Hokage, in all of his radiance, power emanating from him as he prepared to do what it was that he was put onto this earth for. The god of death empowered him with its lust for penance and its thirst for Justice, and he would deliver that today.
“It is a truly great day that the gods have gifted us, being of darkness. I have scoured the world and burnt the corruption of evil wherever I have found it, and I thought I’d have to leave this place unfulfilled...until this moment.” He glanced at the man in front of him, his gaudy white robes splattered while blood while Mitsuo’s were trimmed with gold and pristine. His barbaric display only confirmed to Mitsuo what he already know, he was a being of pure evil and he needed to be removed from the face of the earth. “Demon. Monster. You have the divine honour to die by the blade of the Sword Saint on this day. Be not worried, for your death will be swift. I am not one to draw out such things, as I am a merciful and compassionate man. You are a stain on the face of the earth, and your death will be a great service to the world...”
His sword of the immortal blaze was in his hand, fire dripping off of it as the sand beneath it turned to molten glass once more. His hands were close to one another on the handle, tip pointed up towards the individual’s face.
“Step to your death, demon...”
3779
Chakra - 390/500
Wings of the Saint and Eizo maintained