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The Moon ninja called Yuan would feel a creepy pressence in the area as the tempurate suddenly dropped, "What have we here?" A voice calls out from the shadows as a pair of golden slitted eyes appear to stare at Yuan, "What brings you to my domain, boy?"

The bodiless voice laughs, "A live one it seems. Who do you think you are giving me orders?" Just then several snakes whip out of the darknes and tie around both of Yuan's wrists as a second ties both his ankles together. Out of the shadows steps Orochimaru, "I can forgive you this time, boy. But it will cost you." Walks closer and pats Yuan's cheek, "This part of the afterlife is different than the part most visit...this part is normally locked away for those that would sell their soul for power...You must be such a child."

"What could I offer you? Power...more of it than you could gain in that world of the leaving, something that will make you truely unique and powerful." Orochimaru walks away about twenty feet and turns to face Yuan again, "The cost is your soul. You must do as I command for the rest of your unnatural life, or till you find a away to remove the power I can grant." He then licks his lips, "Simply is it not, Boy." He watches Yuan for awhile and quietly lets him make his choice.

Orochimaru's neck stretches out as his head rockets over biting Yuan in his neck. Where he bite becomes incrediblely painful as well as it seems using chakra hurts far more than usaual, "The pain will subside when you gain the power to control the mark." Orochimaru disappears as suddenly as her appeared and the snakes tying Yuan up poof as if they where no more than Kage Bushins.

Yuan made his way to the small town he had found on his last trip to the afterlife. If he was going to pass through this rather hard to get to location, he might as well as pick up a new jutsu. Yuan had found the seemingly abandoned town the last time he had died at the hands of Reina. Yuan wondered what was happening back in the leaf village. He had left Crius there with Reina and Drago. Yuan had recognized him when he reverted back to his human form. His mannerisms, his chakra. It all matched. Yuan had gotten very close and personal with Drago at his wedding... when he had tried to kill him. The blind were very good at recognizing voices, mannerisms, and energies that surround people, being as they couldn't see people's faces. And if that didn't sell him, it became obvious when Reina had shown up. The tears in her eyes had said alot, and the way the stranger seemed to dismiss her. It was apparent that he wanted her gone, and he wasn't planning on fighting her. Now why would that be when he had just mercilessly slaughtered a random shinobi? There was something special between the two of them. It had to be Drago. But it wouldn't benefit Yuan at all to release that information. Yuan wondered what exactly was going on with Drago. Why would he attack the Leaf village? Yuan had always figured him for a self-absorbed p***k...(a strong self-absorbed p***k) but he had never figured him for evil. Yuan sighed, reading the wall that had the jutsu scratched into it. After a few minutes, Yuan stood upright. He practiced making a few hand seals.
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Sliver opened her eyes, and took in her surroundings. So this was the afterlife, the place where those who had died were sent? It was very different from the graveyard, although at some level, she could feel the familiarity of the place. Countless thousands of Slivers had died in other planes of existence, and many of those planes had a life after death. This one wasn't all that different in that regard, so she knew basically what was expected of her. Since she could still move, she'd wander around and wait until she could return to the land of the living. Perhaps there would be some new information in this realm her Queen would find worthwhile, so that her death wouldn't have been quite as pointless. She could feel her bond to her Queen, still, even after dieing. That was no surprise, she was ever just a part of her Queen, and even in death she'd serve her as best she could. She got up, and moved forward, noting with some degree of surprise that even in this refined state of death, she was still cursed with the awkwardly constructed bipedal form she'd taken in this plane. An annoyance, but nothing she could not overcome with perseverance. She'd grown used to the form somewhat during her experiences in this place, some more time with it would not cause any undue difficulties. She walked forward, looking around herself at the cold, gray, foggy landscape. Details were nearly impossible to make out, without drawing closer to them. She didn't do so, she was already far too familiar with how the graveyard works to risk anything so foolish as that. Instead, she continued walking, waiting until she saw a sign that would be recognized to all as a beacon of light, a path back to the land of the living. But so far, it eluded her. She began to grow slightly complacent, and since she was not reprimanded by her Queen, she didn't do anything to fix the situation. Perhaps that was why she strayed too close to a large patch of fog. Dangerously close. She entered into the foggy mass, slipping into it silently, no sound to mark her arrival. Even so, something within the fog seemed to recognize her presence almost immediately, and cause changes to happen to the immediate area. The fog slowly burned away, revealing a landscape from her memory. Or rather, from her Queen's memory. She herself had never been there, most of her Queen's children had never been there. But she recognized it all the same. It was Rath, and not the dungeons, either. The outside! It was an amazing place. The sky was a rich shade of cerulean blue, with a few scattered clouds moving along slowly yet still almost visibly moving. If one were to stare up at those fluffy white masses long enough, they would feel that they could track the movements of them, and perhaps gain secret knowledge by doing so. But not her. Her attention was directed lower, at the acres of soft grass that seemed to expand in all directions. It was soft underfoot, so she slipped off her cumbersome shoes. She marveled at the sheer degree of sensation her foot could feel, much more than what her natural form's lower extremities could. She wriggled her toes, and twitched as an unfamiliar sensation rushed through her. Trying it again, a strange half barking sound erupted unbidden from her mouth. After conferring with her Queen, she was told it was laughter, something that humans did when they were happy. Was she happy? She didn't think so, she still didn't feel emotions properly. But the sensation was a pleasant one regardless.
(This post is 618 words. I had 2270 words in Hidden Void. That gives me 2888 words total. I now use 2000 for Jutsu Shou, leaving me 888 words for later use.)

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Eluamous felt the chills within the voice, eternal loyalty was a hefty price... But then again, loopholes did exist; and perhaps Eluamous was destined to turn this being away from a dark path; as that too would be considered loyalty to prevent the one who had given him the power from remaining trapped between life and death in an endless hell... Eluamous had seen the magnificent powers of Douka no Jutsu with his own eyes, the Terrorist having used it in order to become one with the wind, and later one with his own attack in order to defeat Eluamous... The plan would work... it had to work! Even if this being could not restore his body, the power in and of itself would be more than enough; it would ensure Eluamous had some energy, even trace amounts, to perform the jutsu as soon as he re-entered what remained of his body to prevent an instant death upon his ressurection.

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Eluamous Nailo - Word Count

Before: 655 + This Post: 249 = New Total: 904