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Back to the training grounds, back to the grind, Hisha felt an inexcplicable fear and rush to learn and train. He did not comprehend why he felt such a sudden urge, but some piece of him compelled his training beyond what normally he would do at any given time. Born into a lineage of skilled shinobi, Hisha harbored aspirations of becoming a powerful ninja like his ancestors before him. However, unlike many of his peers who focused on mastering flashy jutsu and techniques, Hisha was drawn to the ancient and mysterious arts of sealing. From a young age, Hisha had displayed a keen interest in the intricate world of seals and their applications in combat and espionage. His fascination led him to seek out the teachings of the village's most renowned seal master, an elderly shinobi known as Sensei Mizuho. Under Mizuho's tutelage, Hisha honed his skills in the art of sealing, mastering basic techniques with determination and precision.

It was the legendary Five Element Seal technique that truly captured Hisha's imagination. This technique, said to be one of the most potent sealing jutsu in existence, allowed a shinobi to temporarily seal away an opponent's ability to wield chakra by targeting the five elemental pathways within their body. It was a technique shrouded in mystery and peril, requiring not only immense chakra control but also a deep understanding of the intricate network of chakra flow within the human body. The technique itself was actually quite similar to his filter barriers he had developed, which allowed for him to learn it quite efficiently. Still his mind burned as if he was late.

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Gifted with an insatiable curiosity and a thirst for knowledge, Hisha found himself drawn to the enigmatic art of sealing. Under the guidance of Sensei Mizuho, a venerable master of seals, Hisha had already ventured into the depths of sealing techniques, mastering the basics with diligence and determination. Yet, it was the elusive Five Element Unseal technique that beckoned to Hisha's adventurous spirit. Unlike its counterpart, the Five Element Seal, this technique offered the power to break through even the most intricate of seals, granting access to chakra pathways and releasing the flow of energy within. It was a technique of liberation, of unraveling the bindings that constrained one's potential. With a fervent resolve burning in his heart, Hisha embarked on a journey of discovery, delving into the ancient scrolls and texts that held the secrets of the Five Element Unseal.

Having previously used the technique itself gave him a goo didea as to how to unbind theh power of the efive element sealing technique he had learned. The seal was incredibly potent regarding how it functioned, but aslo quite weak as to the regarding how it actually functioned and whaht comprised it. A basic weave of five elemental representative points that corresponded to a chakra type and a cnetral ent that caused a kind of distruption to normal chakra flows. Simple to unwind really, all things considered, not by addressing the elemental aspects but by simply cutting out the central connective tissues that created the distruptive effect. Without those the elemental pillars would simply not do anything. Harmless.

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Among the myriad techniques that beckoned to his adventurous spirit, one stood out with a fierce allure: the Lion Closing Roar sealing technique. Its reputation for binding even the mightiest of adversaries filled Hisha with a sense of awe and determination. The techhnique was complicated to actually adminisster but if he could pull it off he'd be able to prevent even the strongest of enemies from doing... well anything at all. But mastering such a technique would demand more than just skill; it would require a depth of understanding and a mastery of chakra control beyond measure. With a fire burning in his heart and that crazed and hectic rush hdominating his mind, Hisha delved deep into the study of the Lion Closing Roar. He pored over ancient scrolls and tomes, deciphering the cryptic symbols and unraveling the intricate patterns of its seals. Each day presented new challenges, new revelations, as Hisha pushed himself to the very limits of his abilities in pursuit of mastery.

Through solitary practice and unwavering determination, Hisha honed his chakra control to razor-sharp precision. With each breath, he focused his energy, channeling it with unyielding resolve as he practiced the intricate hand seals that would unleash the power of the Lion Closing Roar. He would need to find somewhere to store it, perhaps the barrier stake in fact, though a stronger casingn might be powerful. Regardless he would need to find a way to apply it but it was a potent addition to his arsenal and he committed the formula to memory without too much difficulty. Luckily, his Thinking Hard ability added even stronger capacity to his mental skills.

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Among the vast array of techniques that captured his interest, one stood out as particularly intriguing: the Contract Seal. It had never seemed useful to him and yet this thirst still ran rampant through his mind and body. With rumors whispering of its effectiveness in subduing summoned creatures, Hisha embarked on a determined journey to uncover its secrets. Driven by an insatiable thirst for knowledge and a burning desire to hone his skills, Hisha delved into the depths of ancient scrolls and tomes, studying the intricacies of the Contract Seal with fervent dedication. He immersed himself in the teachings of past masters, seeking to unravel the mysteries that surrounded this elusive technique. Mastery of the Contract Seal remained elusive. Frustration threatened to overwhelm him as he grappled with the complexities of the technique. But Hisha refused to yield to despair, drawing strength from his unwavering determination and the teachings of those who had come before him.

The seal reminded him of nothing he had created but somwhat of a few of the techniques he had thought about, and when studying foreign ideas regarding time space techniques and summon. He had never summoned him self and had no contract but the idea was simple enough. He wondered idly if this technique would help with genjutsu as well as with regular summons, but the whole thing seemed quite niche and flimsy. Still, a great building block for future formulas that he would be able to develope and perhaps a ne wfilter technique on top of it. One could never fully tell what would be useful, but it wasn't so complicated.

Bunny points: 4

Unlike many sealing techniques focused on external targets, the Self Cursing technique held the potential to turn one's own body into a vessel for powerful seals. It was less offensive than many of his abiilities but it would serve as a potentialyly valuabe final devense, tough learning it would prove tricky. Drawn by the allure of such a unique and potentially dangerous ability, Hisha embarked on a quest to unravel its mysteries. With a thirst for knowledge as relentless as the crashing waves against Kirigakure's shores, Hisha delved deep into the study of the Self Cursing technique. Guided only by the cryptic instructions contained within ancient scrolls, he embarked on a solitary journey of discovery, determined to unlock its secrets. With each step forward, Hisha encountered unforeseen challenges and dangers. The Self Cursing technique demanded a level of precision and control beyond anything he had ever experienced before. Its power threatened to consume him if he faltered even for a moment.

he had to learn it primarily through the use of clones in order to perfet teh actual techniques after he used the ability of his mind to learn the actually application of the formula. He then applied it to a snake, killed the thing, and obsersved asa a wave of chakra rushed out and then back in, grapsing to consuming anything in a small area. A common technique among sealers and yet one he suspected so few peopel used, ut it would help him should he ultimately fall. Certain powerful cloning abilities might extend the use of it as well.

Bunny: 5

Among the myriad of scrolls and ancient manuscripts that lined the shelves of the village archives, one technique beckoned to him with its promise of liberation: the Cursed Tongue Eradication seal technique. The training gruonds were proving quite useful as he moved thrugh teh fuin archives while somewhat scared to learn his genjutsu abilities.  For Hisha, this technique held profound significance. It was said to have the power to free individuals from the shackles of curses that bound their very souls. Fueled by a sense of duty and compassion, Hisha embarked on a journey to master this formidable art, knowing that with it, he could bring hope and relief to those burdened by malevolent curses.

With unwavering determination and his foolishly rushed requirement to learn everything taht he was able to, Hisha delved deep into the study of the Cursed Tongue Eradication seal technique. Guided by ancient texts and the wisdom of past masters, he dedicated himself to mastering its intricate seals and incantations. Days turned into weeks, and weeks into months, as Hisha honed his skills with single-minded focus. Through countless hours of practice and meditation, he delved into the mysteries of the technique, seeking to unlock its true potential. He inscribed the seal upon an unsuspecting person and forbad tehm to speak about him and then began asking them questiosn about hiim self and watching as they were unable to grasp why the could not notice it fully or learn about it. They stammered but eventually they failed. he wiped the memrories from tehm and went on his way to the next one.

Bunny: 6

Hisha embarked on a journey to master the Lightning Flash Blade Creation technique. This formidable jutsu was renowned for its incredible ability to store items and such and thihs granted it an unrivaled amount of utility in the functioning of various summoning technique and he would be able to use it to withdraw things more quickly from his sealing glvoes and the like. With determination burning in his heart and lightning crackling in his veins, Hisha immersed himself in the study of the Lightning Flash Blade Creation technique. He delved into ancient scrolls and sought guidance from the village's most skilled sealing users, eager to unlock the secrets of this elusive technique.

Undeterred by the challenges that lay ahead, Hisha pressed on, drawing upon his inner strength and the teachings of those who had come before him. With each passing day, he felt himself growing stronger, his connection to funinjutsu chakra deepening with every surge of energy that coursed through his veins. The notion of the enclosing technnique was closely related to this one and when he used those to build upon them and create others he atually surpassed the power of this one. Still he would learn it and it would be like a much faster and easier way to release items like with the enclosing technique.

Bunny: 7

The almost panicked rush to learn and create still over took him though he could not put his finger yet on why. Still his creative rush exploded outward and the notion of his Fuinjutsu clone came to him which he had considered many times before. The concept would be simple enough of fusing a shadow clone with a specific and singular seal to allow him to more easily apply the formula. In fact he should technically be able to apply it to the Lion Closing Roar which would permit him to move that cumbersome seal moree carefully about. It would still take some enginuity but he woould be able to use it and could probably temporarily disrupt powerful technique well enough.

Undeterred by the challenges that lay ahead, Hisha pressed on, drawing strength from his unwavering determination and the teachings of those who had come before him. With each passing day, he felt himself growing stronger, his connection to the art of sealing deepening with every shadowy clone he conjured. Finally, the moment of truth arrived, as Hisha stood alone in the heart of the village training grounds, surrounded by swirling mists and crackling energy. With a focused mind and a steady hand, he began to weave the intricate seals that would bring his creation to life. In a burst of chakra and shadow, the Fuinjutsu Clone materialized before him, its form flickering with ethereal energy. As Hisha commanded his creation with practiced ease, he felt a surge of pride and accomplishment wash over him, knowing that he had unlocked a power that few could rival.

Bunny: 8

His time and ideas all blured together even as he seemed to panic and rush. What was happening? Adrenaline coursed through his body as he tried to master more techniques and create even more on top of that. In this case he had the notion to creat an ability to augment his filter techniques which would grant him a great deal of powers when usnig them especially using his powers. this would truly help him to burn through the chakra of even powerful enemies. Even Blitz perhaps, should it come to that. He had no idea what drew that thought to this mind. Essentially by flowing additional chakkra into the barriers he had create dhe would fortify them and strengthen them and use his powers to amplify the effects of them and combat the reducing pressures that his enemies may have. hew ould begin but it was more dififcult than he anticipated.

Yet, as with all endeavors of innovation, challenges abounded. The Lens Flair technique demanded not only technical prowess but also a profound comprehension of the subtle interplay between chakra and barriers. Undeterred by the complexities that lay before him, Hisha pressed onward, fueled by an unwavering resolve and an insatiable thirst for knowledge. Finally, after a journey fraught with trials and tribulations, the moment of revelation arrived. Amidst the swirling mists and crackling energy of the training grounds, Hisha summoned forth the brilliance of the Lens Flair technique. With a flourish of seals and a surge of chakra, barriers were suffused with an otherworldly radiance, their defenses fortified to unprecedented levels.

Bunny: 9

This one was more simple but he felt no less sense of urgency as he formulated and created the Color Correction ability which wouold allow him to shift the potential of his barrier techniques in mid combat which would help to altr his strategy when fighting against shifting and changing enemies or when someone revealed any new kind of power. A rainbow flashed through his visionn for a brief second. As Hisha gazed upon the radiant tapestry of colors that adorned his barriers, a sense of pride and accomplishment swelled within him. With the Color Correction technique at his command, he stood ready to defend Kirigakure and its inhabitants against any threat that dared to encroach upon their sanctuary. And with each barrier he fortified, he honored the legacy of innovation and excellence that defined the shinobi of his village. This one was not so complicated but it was certainly useful even if a little basic.

Bunny: 10

With a quiet determination and a keen eye for detail, Hisha immersed himself in the practice of calligraphy. Each day, he would diligently set aside time to hone his skills, allowing the rhythmic motion of his brush to guide him as he traced intricate characters and symbols upon sheets of parchment. As weeks turned into months, Hisha's proficiency grew, his brush strokes becoming ever more fluid and precise. Through countless hours of practice and dedication, he cultivated a deep appreciation for the subtle nuances of line and form, finding beauty in the simplest of gestures and the most intricate of designs. This practiced enhanced his skill and would help to giv eehim some ability to enhance the basic enclosing technique but for now he would simply retrain it to focus his skills. He had used it rather extensively but he seemed to black out for a second as he withdrew his stones and sealed on into one gauntlet and one into another.

Bunny: 11

One fateful night, as Hisha drifted into slumber, he found himself standing in a vast, ethereal forest, bathed in the soft glow of moonlight. Before him stood a majestic owl, its eyes gleaming with wisdom as ancient as time itself. "You seek knowledge, young one," the owl spoke, its voice resonating with a power that seemed to shake the very fabric of reality. "Come, and I shall impart to you the secrets of the spirit world." With a sense of awe and reverence, Hisha followed the owl deeper into the forest, his heart pounding with anticipation. As they journeyed through the twisting paths of the dream realm, the owl began to teach Hisha the ways of harnessing pure energy and shaping it into transparent spears of formidable power. Under the guidance of the great owl spirit, Hisha learned to draw upon the latent energies of the universe, channeling them through his being with a focus and clarity that bordered on the divine. With each passing moment, he felt himself growing stronger, his connection to the spirit world deepening with every lesson learned.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, the owl stopped before a shimmering pool of moonlit water, its surface reflecting the twinkling stars above. "This is where your journey ends, young one," the owl said, its voice gentle yet filled with purpose. It flitted off, but he found some powers that were new to himself. An improvement of his prior abilities granted partially due to his use of the powerful Thinkihn Hard technique which granted him deeper insight. But using it he could create the most powerful splinter technique of which hew as capable and he could create the spliter cell inna new way. Still at echnique of great power of firing out strong spears but far more powerful than previously as he could enhance teh speed ans power gereally rpeset to the highest of levels. He did not know if theh chunin exams would even happen but if hteyy would and if any bafoons tried to really screw with himi this would allow him to effortlessly squiwere them.

Bunny: 12

As Hisha ventured deeper into the dream realm, guided by the echoes of the owl spirit's teachings, he stumbled upon a vast expanse of shimmering waters. In the center of this ethereal sea, a colossal turtle with a shell adorned in patterns of ancient runes rose from the depths, its eyes gleaming with an otherworldly wisdom. "You seek the path of protection, young one," the turtle spoke, its voice resonating with the deep rumble of the ocean's depths. "Come, and I shall teach you to forge walls of pure energy to shield you from harm." With a sense of reverence and anticipation, Hisha followed the great turtle as it led him through the watery depths of the dream realm. Along the way, the turtle imparted to him the ancient knowledge of channeling energy and shaping it into powerful barriers capable of withstanding even the most formidable of assaults.

Under the tutelage of the great turtle spirit, Hisha learned to draw upon the boundless energies of the cosmos, weaving them together with a skill and precision that bordered on the sublime. With each passing moment, he felt himself growing more attuned to the ebb and flow of the energies that surrounded him, his connection to the spirit world deepening with every lesson learned. "You seek the path of protection, young one," the turtle spoke, its voice resonating with the deep rumble of the ocean's depths. "Come, and I shall teach you to forge walls of pure energy to shield you from harm." he could feel the energy enhance him self and he understood the power of his previously much weaker Castle Close technique to increase the power and amount of panels to the utmost level. With this he could withstand the most powerful of technique and could probably prevent even the legendary bijuu bomb if he needed to, though it would consume a number of the panels. In any event the power of this dream would take the defensive nature of this to the absolute utmost level and allow him a great defense, but also the ability to entrap enemies and split up teams, if he so needed to.

Bunny: 13

With the echoes of the turtle spirit's teachings resonating in his mind, Hisha followed the gentle currents of the dream realm, guided by the ancient wisdom he had acquired. As he journeyed deeper into the ethereal expanse, the landscape shifted and transformed until, at last, he found himself standing upon an island suspended in the sky, bathed in the warm glow of celestial light. Before him stood the great turtle spirit, its form shimmering with a radiant energy that seemed to emanate from the very heavens themselves. "Here, amidst the boundless skies, I shall teach you the final lesson of protection," the turtle spoke, its voice echoing with a sense of reverence and awe. With a sense of wonder and anticipation, Hisha approached the turtle as it began to impart the ancient knowledge of forming a powerful shell of chakra—a barrier of unparalleled strength capable of shielding both himself and his allies from harm.

Under the guidance of the celestial turtle spirit, Hisha delved deep into the mysteries of chakra manipulation, learning to harness the energies of the universe and mold them into a formidable defense. With each passing moment, he felt the power of his spirit soar to new heights, his connection to the spirit world reaching a crescendo of sublime mastery. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, the turtle led Hisha to the edge of the island, where the expanse of the dream realm stretched out before them like an endless sea of stars. "Here is where your training ends, young one," the turtle said, its voice carrying the weight of countless ages. He formed the seal then another time and formed the most powerful shell about him self that he was able to concieve of. This was like the turtles own powerful exterior and protected him though it did not cause him harm if it broke as it would the turtle.

this was an intersesting tehnique that he had low use for in many regards. He did not yet have any allies who would likely make use of this as Sero was formless and Blitz was... Blitz. Perhhaps he could use this to turn this to offense though.

Bunny: 14

As Hisha continued his adventures out in this world of this dreaming, buoyed by the knowledge bestowed upon him by the celestial turtle spirit, he encountered a creature unlike any he had seen before. A porcupine, its quills bristling with a fierce intensity, stood before him, radiating an aura of aggression and power. "Who dares intrude upon my domain?" the porcupine growled, its voice tinged with hostility. Undeterred by the creature's aggressive demeanor, Hisha approached cautiously, his senses alert and his spirit unyielding. "I seek only to learn," he said, his voice steady despite the tension that hung in the air. The porcupine regarded him with a wary eye, but after a moment, it seemed to soften, its bristling quills relaxing ever so slightly. "Very well, young one," it grumbled, its voice still gruff but tinged with a hint of begrudging respect. "I shall teach you the power to unleash a barrage of weapons from your body, like a swarm of bullets."

This was the Lightning Flash Ballista abiilty that he sould probably rename at this point but it was no matter. He could use this to unlseash the many weaposn he had already stored into the power of his gloves and fire them out at a break neck pace and with incredibl epower if he so chose. Powerful but simple and linear. He woould not probably trick anyone with this but would be able to use raw offensive abilties in this nature and manner.

With a nod of approval, the porcupine retreated into the shadows, leaving Hisha standing alone amidst the echoes of battle. As he awoke from his slumber, he knew that he carried with him the wisdom of the spirit world, ready to wield the power of the swarm of bullets with honor and courage in the battles that lay ahead. This one he had discovered almost rather than created but in any capacity he had an incredible capacity now and it granted him extreme abilities regarding his offensive, though it was mostly pinpoint to be honest. Eitheer way it was a powerful addition to his arsenal which was a wanted addition. He coul duse it with the reality marbles.

Bunny: 15

He continued along the dreaming land scape in which he found himself and eventually stumbled upon a vast savannah bathed in the warm glow of the setting sun. There, amidst the golden grasses, he encountered a majestic lion sculpted from shimmering gold, its mane ablaze with an otherworldly radiance. "Who dares to tread upon my domain?" the lion roared, its voice resounding across the savannah like thunder. Undeterred by the lion's imposing presence, Hisha approached with reverence, his spirit unyielding in the face of the majestic beast. "I seek knowledge and guidance," he said, his voice steady despite the tremor of anticipation that coursed through him. The golden lion regarded him with a regal gaze, its eyes gleaming with an ancient wisdom that seemed to transcend time itself. "Very well, young one," it said, its voice resonating with a power that stirred something deep within Hisha's soul. "I shall teach you to unleash waves of power in the form of blades from all corners of your being."

Under the tutelage of the golden lion, Hisha learned to harness the boundless energies of his spirit, transforming them into a devastating arsenal of blades that could rend even the mightiest of foes asunder. With each passing moment, he felt himself growing more attuned to the flow of chakra within him, his connection to the spirit world deepening with every lesson learned. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, the golden lion led Hisha to the summit of a towering cliff, where the savannah stretched out before them like a vast tapestry of gold and green. "You have well learned the power ans savagy of the Lion, the strength to rule and to conquer. You have done well my little one," the lion said, its voice reverberating with a sense of finality. Hisha bowed to the creature as the dream began to fall apart.

this ability was his bread and butter in many ways, a kind of ultimate though expensive power that perfectly encapsulated a certain kind of philosophy of his regarding barriers. With this he could theorteically cut down basically anything regardless of its strength, though he needed to increase his reserves.

Bunny: 16

Hisha found himself waking or really falling asleep in to a place shrouded in darkness—a haunted mansion looming ominously amidst the shifting mists. Sensing the weight of the spirits that dwelled within, Hisha hesitated at the threshold, his heart pounding with trepidation. Steeling himself against the encroaching shadows, Hisha stepped into the mansion's dimly lit foyer, where he encountered a figure cloaked in shadows—a court jester with an eerie grin and eyes that glinted with mischief. "Who dares to disturb the tranquility of my domain?" the jester cackled, his voice echoing through the halls like the tolling of a sinister bell. Something about the sinister nature reminded him of Sero though he could not fully see why.

With a mixture of apprehension and determination, Hisha followed the court jester as he led him deeper into the mansion's labyrinthine corridors, where shadows danced and whispered secrets long forgotten. Along the way, the jester imparted to him the ancient knowledge of weaving illusions from the fabric of reality, creating barriers that were both unseen and impenetrable. Under the tutelage of the sinister jester, Hisha learned to tap into the depths of his spirit, shaping chakra into invisible walls that twisted and turned with a mind of their own. With each passing moment, he felt himself growing more attuned to the darkness that surrounded him, his connection to the spirit world deepening with every lesson learned.

Hisha focused his chakra, summoning forth invisible walls that wove themselves into existence around him, shielding him from the darkness that threatened to consume him. As the barriers solidified, he felt a surge of power coursing through his veins, his spirit ablaze with newfound strength and purpose. The pwoer here was greater than the previous he had, the castle close, and this represneted a strict upgrage. The power of this would not only block abilities but was much stronger then the fore runner as it would allow for him to reduce the power of the incommming techniques and powers. This was good and useful, and would enhance his survivability particularly when combined with the flexibility of his previously crafted Bounce technique.

Bunny: 17

Hisha found himself drawn deeper and deeper into the abyssal void, a chilling sensation crept up his spine, and an oppressive darkness enveloped him. In the heart of this boundless emptiness, he encountered a distorted reflection of himself—twisted and contorted into a grotesque mockery of his true form. The twisted visage leered at him with hollow eyes, its voice a discordant echo that reverberated through the void. "Pathetic," it sneered, its words like icy daggers piercing Hisha's resolve. "You dare to aspire to greatness? You are nothing but a fool, stumbling blindly through the darkness of your own inadequacy." Hisha's breath caught in his throat as waves of self-doubt washed over him, threatening to drown him in a sea of despair. The twisted reflection's words cut deep, sowing seeds of uncertainty and fear within his heart.

"You will never amount to anything," the twisted visage continued, its voice echoing with malice. "You are destined to fail, doomed to wander aimlessly in the void of your own incompetence." With each insult hurled his way, Hisha's sense of direction faltered, his grip on reality slipping as the darkness closed in around him. Confusion clouded his thoughts, and his steps grew uncertain as he struggled to maintain his bearings in the vast expanse of the void. The twisted reflection smirked triumphantly, reveling in Hisha's torment as it continued to assail him with its venomous words. "Give up," it taunted, its voice a sinister whisper that echoed through the emptiness. "There is no escape from the abyss of your own inadequacy."

Desperation clawed at Hisha's heart as he fought to resist the suffocating grip of the twisted reflection's influence. Yet, try as he might, he found himself losing ground, his sense of self slipping away with each passing moment. He could feel himself hallucinate but also realized that this could serve as a potent power and would grant him the ability to disrupt the ability of the victim to locate their own bodies. While subtle and small, those who surrounded them selves in clocks and similar abilities would find this particularly deadly as it would turn their powers against themselves.

Bunny: 18

As Hisha emerged from the abyssal void, he found himself transported to a lush jungle teeming with life, its verdant foliage alive with the vibrant symphony of nature. Amidst the towering trees and winding vines, he encountered a colossal white ape—a creature of immense power and wisdom, its eyes gleaming with an otherworldly intelligence. "Welcome, young one," the white ape rumbled, its voice resonating with a deep, primal energy. "I am the guardian of this jungle, and I sense a great potential within you."

Hisha approached the magnificent creature with a sense of reverence, his heart pounding with anticipation. "I seek knowledge and guidance," he said, his voice echoing with a quiet determination. The white ape regarded him with a wise gaze, its presence exuding a sense of ancient wisdom. "Very well," it said, its voice carrying the weight of countless generations. "I shall teach you to unleash waves of concussive energy—powerful enough to shatter mountains and cleave through the mightiest of foes." With a mixture of awe and determination, Hisha followed the white ape as it led him deeper into the heart of the jungle, where the air thrummed with the pulse of raw energy. Along the way, the creature imparted to him the ancient knowledge of tapping into the primal forces of the earth, channeling them into waves of concussive energy that could sunder the very fabric of reality. Hisha learned to harness the boundless energies of the jungle, shaping them into a formidable arsenal of power. With each passing moment, he felt himself growing more attuned to the rhythms of nature, his connection to the spirit world deepening with every lesson learned.

This was a unique and some what strange ability that reminded him of his spears and his slashes but which hwas different in a few important ways. It had a much wider range of mobility and power and which would allow him to repel enemies and such. He coud also use it defensively to repeal powers and blasts and weapons, but most importantly this would allow him to simply crush those foolish enough to challenge him if he so needed.

Bunny: 19

Hisha fell again into a slumber and soon he found himself submerged in the icy depths of a rushing river, the frigid waters swirling around him with relentless force. He could barely remember it but it seemed he had fallen in while walking, the river suddenly forming beneath him and plunging him deep and dangerous below. Struggling to maintain his bearings in the tumultuous current, he fought against the numbing chill that threatened to sap his strength. Suddenly, from the shadows beneath the river's surface, emerged a massive, pale banshy—a spectral being with hollow eyes that seemed to pierce through the darkness. Its presence sent shivers down Hisha's spine, and he braced himself for whatever trial lay ahead.

"Who dares to disturb the peace of the river's depths?" the banshy wailed, its voice echoing through the water like a mournful lament. Though fear gnawed at his heart, Hisha met the banshy's gaze with unwavering resolve. "I seek knowledge and guidance," he said, his voice steady despite the icy chill that gripped him. The banshy regarded him with a ghostly stare, its form wavering like a specter in the current. "Very well," it intoned, its voice hauntingly melodic. "I shall teach you to emit a piercing scream—a sound so powerful that it will disorient anyone who hears it." With a mixture of trepidation and determination, Hisha followed the banshy as it led him deeper into the icy depths of the river, where the currents churned with a relentless fury. Along the way, the banshy imparted to him the ancient knowledge of harnessing the raw power of sound, shaping it into a weapon that could shatter the minds of his foes.

Chakra filled him as he attempted to imitate it and he formed his seals and released a wave of sealing chakra. It would not actually do the exact thing of the powers of the crature he encountered but instead would unseal nearly anything in a surrounding area, disrupting the attunement of anyone it touched. This had a lower power and high cost, but could easily turn the tides of any battle for those who overly relied upon their weapons and items.

Bunny: 20

Even here in this strange dream scape, he was unable to shake the unending panic that pervaded himself but he continued on even so. After a short while, he found himself within the confines of a dark and foreboding cave, its walls looming ominously overhead like the jaws of some primordial beast. In the depths of the cavern, he encountered a solitary mole—a creature of the earth, its fur as black as the shadows that enveloped them. "Who disturbs the sanctity of my domain?" the mole chittered, its voice resonating with the low rumble of shifting earth.

Undeterred by the creature's gruff demeanor, Hisha approached with reverence, his eyes gleaming with determination. For some reason these experiences helped to calm that burning need to continue to learn and create. Was this the doing of Okane in some way? Had he cursed the young boy with some unnown technique? Hisha had no sensory skills so it was difficult to say. The mole regarded him with a shrewd gaze, its tiny eyes gleaming with an ancient wisdom. "Very well," it said, its voice soft yet tinged with a hint of gravity. "I shall teach you the power to erode anything—to reduce even the mightiest of structures to mere dust." Even as his mind continued to wind through the thoughts of Okane, Hisha followed the mole as it led him deeper into the heart of the cave, where the air grew thick with the scent of damp earth and ancient stone. Along the way, the creature imparted to him the ancient knowledge of harnessing the elemental forces of erosion, shaping them into a weapon that could dissolve even the most resilient of materials.

This technique was a different one as he had no skill with elements such as earth release or even strong senses of ninjutsu at all. Even so, by combining this with his experience of sealling techniques allowed him to generate a barrier, like his others, but which would errode the sealing abilities of his opponents. The dark presense in him smiled wickedly: if a jin tried to stop him, they may find themselves in a world of pain.

Bunny: 21

As Hisha's journey through the dream realm continued, he eventually found himself aboard a majestic flying boat, soaring high above a vast expanse of sand and desert that stretched out beneath him like a golden sea. The slowness of the boat agitated his ever burning desire to continue and grow. He had no idea yet what pushed him to such extreme lengths. Guided by the gentle currents of the wind, the boat carried him effortlessly through the azure skies, toward his next destination. After what felt like an eternity of flight, the boat descended gracefully upon the shimmering sands, coming to rest amidst the dunes that rose and fell like waves frozen in time. Stepping onto the sun-kissed earth, Hisha felt the warmth of the desert sun upon his skin, filling him with a sense of awe and wonder.

As he ventured further into the desert, he encountered a figure cloaked in swirling sands—a Djinn, its form shifting and shimmering like the mirages that danced upon the horizon. With eyes that gleamed like molten gold, the Djinn regarded Hisha with a gaze that seemed to pierce through the very depths of his soul. "Greetings, traveler," the Djinn rumbled, its voice carrying with it the ancient wisdom of the desert. "I am the guardian of this realm, and I sense a great power within you." The Djinn regarded him with a knowing smile, its features softened by the gentle caress of the desert breeze. "Very well," it said, its voice echoing through the sands like the whisper of the wind. "I shall teach you to rip the air from the lungs of your enemies—a power that strikes at the very essence of their being." He nodded along, already thinking how he would be able to make use of such a similar power. Hisha followed the Djinn as it led him deeper into the heart of the desert, where the sands shifted and swirled with an otherworldly energy. Along the way, the Djinn imparted to him the ancient knowledge of harnessing the elemental forces of air, shaping them into a weapon that could snuff out the very breath of life itself. With this twist of strength, Hisha could oppress even the strongest of enemies and, more importantly, their techniques as well. The fools relying upon Ninjutsu would be powerless to stop him.

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