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As Zin continued to try to increase the speed and rotation of the triangle, wanting to get it to a certain pace that will at the very least make it difficult for an individual to dodge; especially if Zin has them cornered. Spreading his tiny hands further, not to much that the triangle would lose the source that keeps it pumping, he allowed the prism to get a little bit bigger before slowly returning it back to it's usual size. This action, made the murky purple chakra get even darker and glow with more vibrance, trying to make the potency of the technique greater. Basically, like Zin's formulas or chemicals, Zin was trying his best to figure out the best way to create the jutsu. Trying his best to manipulate it and work it to his favor, so that when the time indeed comes for him to actually release the jutsu, he won't have second guesses about it actually working.
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Completed. Pandora's Box was finally completed. After weeks upon weeks of work the Naga child had completed the jutsu he worked so many weeks for. The power releasing from the prism was at such a magnitude that it's amethyst glow filled up the entire cavern that he was in. Nagi and Hitan marveled at the little Naga's achievement. They knew how long their master worked on just completing the technique and finally it glowed in front of them. And just as Zin was starting to make it towards his mini village he felt a hand touch his little shoulder which almost instinctively created said hand to be torn from the shoulder it derived from.

Looking over his shoulder with a venomous glare of the serpent, the Naga Prince looked to the hand and to see it was Cao Cao. He knows those bony fingers from anywhere. "Lord Zin. I would advise you to head to the Hokage power post haste. The word on the street of Konoha is that you are to be appointed the new Kage of Konoha. You must go and see if this is true my Lord!" The bony captain of his undead army pushed as Zin rose from the little wagon that Nagi and Hitan pulled, and gave them a curt hiss. Zin believed Cao Cao wouldn't waste the breath he gave him, to tell him false news, but he still wanted to check to see the truth of this matter himself. As his serpents swirled around him, Zin would look to Cao Cao, "Make sure the party is ready to move. Should this news be true, the war against Oto will be withdrawn. We will set course to destroy the other villages instead." Zin said with a giggle and hissed, "I wonder which village will be the best to experiment my virus on." The child inquired in the upmost demented manner as he pulled his hands together to form a seal. Focusing onto the ground below him as they began to weave fluidly through the seals, "Doton biggrin ouchu Eigyo no Jutsu..." He said softly as he began to merge into the ground as if it were water. Needing to take a faster route back up to the surface so that he may see if the words of his captain was true.

12/12 Pandora's Box Learned

Chakra Pool: 132%/136%

[ Exit ]

Naiten looked in amazement as Zin's loud hiss brought light to the darkness that had swallowed her vision when she had closed the door. When Zin took her hand, the girl felt herself relax. She had, unknown to herself, become slightly tense. The smell remained overwhelming, but she paid little heed to it as she trotted to keep up with Zin's skipping pace. Just feeling Zin's hand allowed her to forget the stench. The girl quietly listened in awe to Zin's story as she descended deeper and deeper. Nai nodded with seriousness equal to that which Zin showed when he reminded her and Hiniko to not go down to where he was leading them without his permission. She could sense that the "villagers" he mentioned weren't normal villagers.

When Zin giggled, Naiten smiled broadly, even though his giggle had come after a cruel statement of whipping feral creatures into shape. Quietly, her eyes seemed to ask if there was anything she could do to help Zin with the task. Her nose had already gotten use to the scent of corpses inhumanly fast, all thanks to the adoration Naiten held for Zin. Although, a portion of her instincts continued to be disgusted and feel fear from it.

As they descended deeper and deeper, the stench became stronger, but Naiten's nose adjusted with the growing stench. New sensations began to be added in as well. The small girl felt a light trembling underneath her feat and inhuman screams were heard piercing through the torch-lit air. Once more, her distrustful instincts kicked in, screaming at her to run out of the tunnel right then and there. However, Nai was defiant. She would not let her instincts control her. Rather than running off, Naiten drew closer to Zin, and thus closer to whatever it was that he was leading to. If he was the spawn of darkness leading her straight to the main city of hell (as her instincts seemed to describe him), then so be it. She would be his servant, elated by the privilege to enter the main city of hell with him.

Naiten closed her eyes and, without thinking, nuzzled lightly against Zin's arm after pulling herself closer to him. As with before when he had tortured the man while glomping her, the simple act of nuzzling Zin completely eased Naiten's mood. A blissful smile appeared on her face as the demonic screams became nothing in her mind. Naiten changed her point of view with yet another nuzzle, Once more she was aware of the screams. This time, though, the contact she made with Zin made them sound pleasing to her ear. The descent that placed her further from the light above, the shadows cast by the flickering torchlight, the stench of death, and the hell-like screams all pleased Naiten immensely at this moment because Zin was besides her and he seemed to be pleased by them, too. Her blissful smile grew larger and her closed eyes half-opened. This wasn't bliss from ignorance like before, but bliss from pleasure in knowledge. At this stage, content at hearing harsh screams was probably attainable for Naiten only when she could nuzzle against Zin, but that didn't keep her from enjoying her hellish surroundings.

She had only one worry: that she was stepping out of the boundaries of her little insignificant self by nuzzling Zin. She realized it in the middle of her third nuzzle. Naiten stopped mid-nuzzle and looked up at Zin, eyes worried that perhaps she had bothered him but also hoping that she would be allowed to continue. While she may not have expressed it very noticeably, whenever Zin glomped her, held her hand, or touched her in any way, she was always immensely pleased.

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Naiten closed her eyes and finished her third nuzzle as Zin moved her arm and nuzzled back, which she took with immense pleasure to mean that she could remain as she was. She would have widened her smile, but it was already just barely past the small smile that was the largest she usually used. She didn't have any thoughts about couples or whether or not her actions were proper in the current situation. The child was just too naive and young to consider such things. She was innocent to a fault. At the moment, all she was thinking about (other than the answer to the question that Zin posed, of course) was how enjoyable it was to be close to Zin; how entertaining it was to hear the screaming and smell the stench that seemed to be pleasing him quite a bit. She was slightly envious of his cruelty, but only because it was her lack of such cruelty that she could only enjoy what Zin enjoyed because he enjoyed it. That wasn't enough for Naiten. She felt that to be truly useful, she would need to share his interests genuinely, not by proxy.

After the third nuzzle, Naiten remained quiet. Her smile had decreased back to it usual shy size, but it remained and maintained all of the bliss she had felt before. She had easily came up with a potential answer, but waited respectfully for Hiniko to respond. Hiniko had known Zin longer. Not only that, Naiten could tell Zin really cherished her. Therefore, Naiten gave a good deal of her respect to Hiniko. Not nearly as much as she respected Zin, of course, but a good amount nonetheless.

Hiniko, however, remained silent for a long while, too long even for Naiten. Not wanting to make Zin wait any longer, the girl quietly gave her answer. Perhaps she had reached too high with it, but her answer was the only being she could think of that had transcended life and death. It was also almost certain that it was above just about everything. Then, there was Zin's use of the word "demi," which seemed to be a reference to demigods. Besides, the being Nai thought of fit Zin perfectly in her opinion, and it seemed that Zin was trying to reach for this plane that he was asking the two kunoichis about. She was certain he would be able to achieve it and that he was fully fit for such a position. Her polite reply as she tilted her head to look into Zin's eyes was, "Zin-sama, do you wish to be a god?".

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Nai happily accepted the nuzzles, like a puppy being petted. Zin's hold on her was comforting. He was all that Naiten's life was meant for; he was all she had to lose. The look in his eyes as he looked at the sky beyond the roof--no, perhaps even the heavens beyond the sky--seemed so profound to Naiten. When he giggled, the girl's eyes shone with pleasure. His hiss resonated beautifully in her ears. The girl listened attentively to everything Zin had to say. Naiten thought in admiration,

Naiten's eyes were completely focused on Zin. However, she still noticed the rising of the cave, the strengthening of the stench, and the increasing volume of the screams that Zin had just hissed back to. All they did, though, was make her want to see what was beyond even more. She could see Zin's growing excitement, which pleased her ever so much. Her annoying instincts of running away only increased as she proceeded further, but so did the one instinct she held above all others, the instinct to be with and do for Zin as much as possible. It was one that she had gained the moment Zin had saved her, killed for her. Of course, Naiten knew that he probably didn't see the event in such a light, but that didn't matter. He had arrived right when she had nothing, when her mental and physical state were at their most delicate and she needed something (be it person, event, purpose) to live for. From that moment, her instinct to do whatever was necessary to follow and assist him blossomed from the blood-stained ground. Sometimes, it was interrupted by her other instincts just like right now, but she was doing her best to eradicate such troubles.

When Zin leaned forward to whisper to her, Naiten understood the gesture and craned her neck towards Zin to help him. She held no fear of the poisonous fangs. She trusted Zin to the point that even if he did wish to sink the fangs into the girl and end her life, she would happily allow him to.

"Die," Nai repeated quietly. She was most open around Zin, growing more comfortable the longer she was with him, which was why she was able to repeat something quietly. Immediately after her repeat, Zin nuzzled Nai and began his chanting. He seemed so eager, making Naiten eager in turn. After he was finished, the girl couldn't help but giggle a bit out of pleasure. "Die! Die!" was her short, happy response. If she was more talkative, then she might have said more of her cheerful thoughts, Naiten might have been young, but her analytical skills surpassed her years. Sure, those skills might have been severely tainted by her devotion to Zin, but they remained. In fact, since meeting Zin, they've only improved, spurred on by her fights and debates against her gentler, more humane side as she worked to mold herself into Zin's ideal.

Her actions, as always, remained reserved. For a moment, though, they were more playful than usual, with her head bobbing slightly so that her hair waved out behind her. A large and clearly happy smile was on her face. It felt good to speak and let out what she was feeling, even if it was just a little. It was something she could only do when with Zin, which made her happier and increased his importance to her. A stray thought, however, quickly deflated Naiten's happiness. The doubt erased her smile and had her lower her head in solemn thought/worry. She pouted with heavy concern. Just as she was more prone to smiling in Zin's presence, so was she more prone to showing other emotions.

There was a good chance that she had no reason to doubt her ability to do what she worried about, but if she really couldn't, then she would be completely devastated by her uselessness. It didn't help that, just in this one day, her instincts had reacted unfavorably to similar events. They might have been suppressed, but they still reacted. She had already resolved to fix such instincts several times, but what if it was impossible? She seemed to be making good progress, but for how long would that progress last? Her inexperience worried her. Her limits frightened her.

Naiten worried. So far, she had only tried to cause harm when it was unavoidable. She never had a reason to do otherwise. She had no qualms with fighting, but killing in cold blood was another thing, as her troublesome instincts kept reminding her. She wanted to be able to kill mercilessly, to even enjoy it just like Zin had. However, wanting to and being able to were two different things. If she couldn't kill, Naiten concluded fearfully as a small shiver ran through her, .

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Naiten's response to Zin's question came out promptly and truthfully, she had nothing to hide from him, "Zin-sama, I've never killed, and sometimes... I feel stuff that's completely wrong, but a part of me thinks it's right and I hate that part." As smart as she was, Naiten's youth made some things just impossible for her to grasp, like this complicated problem with her instincts and nature that was currently plaguing her. Not knowing what exactly her problem was, even though she could sort of sense it, the girl had a difficult time trying to put it into words. the girl thought with a shake of her head, She was so obsessed with this flaw in herself that she was no longer really paying attention to her surroundings.

Not being one to talk much unless told to do so, Naiten didn't really explain much more. "I want to kill. If I'm not useful to Zin-sama...," was the girl's last attempt before falling silent. At this point, Naiten was so distressed and frustrated at herself that tears had begun to well up in her eyes. Her voice wavered slightly towards the end, but there was no other auditory signal that she was on the verge of crying. Not only was there the chance she'd be a complete failure when it came to killing, but now it seemed as if she couldn't even explain herself properly. She would rather be dead than be useless to Zin, and she didn't want to be dead.

It was a bit strange. Naiten didn't cry when her subconscious grew uncomfortable at the sight of someone brutally tortured and murdered. Neither did she show any signs of fear as she walked among the hellish tunnel, even when a part of her felt like running off. However, just verbalizing her fears of being of no use to Zin triggered tears. Quiet, unobtrusive tears that could be easily ignored, but tears all the same. Naiten tried to stop.

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Naiten who had turned her head down to the ground out of despair, looked up at Zin's face when he giggled. There was a mixture of surprise and hope in her face, . The moment Zin cupped her cheek in his hands, the girl calmed and her worries began to be washed away. Right, Zin was still here, right besides her. Just his words filled her heart with strength. The weak did need to die. What was it she had read about once? Right, the survival of the fittest. No, actually, before that, if Zin said that it wasn't wrong to eradicate the weak, then it must be perfectly fine. Right, but Naiten had already known it was right to kill, that was why she had become so frustrated in the first place.

Still, though her frustrations remained, the idea of spending further time with Zin simply brightened her overall mood and boosted her confidence. He could solve this problem of hers in a snap, no doubt, just as he had solved her problem of vengeance in the past, Admittedly, the young child didn't know what an adult's "date" was but it sounded fun just as Zin said. She would be with Zin and she would be able to see his beloved creations at work, what more could she ask for? Thus, in response, she smiled in enjoyment and approval.

Then Jin's face appeared out of the ground and delivered his message. Out of respect to a relative of Zin's, the girl bowed slightly.

Zin's sad face as he turned back to Naiten and Hiniko saddened the girl as well. She traced her savior's gaze to the opening. The screams were loudest in this portion of the cave as was the stench and whatever else marked the presence of the living dead. However, Naiten didn't react negatively to the sensations at all. In fact, there was an expression of longing on the girl's face. She wanted to see these monstrous creations of Zin. They would be, in the near future, her key to complete freedom from the useless chains of her sentiment.

Her longing did not last for long, though, as a wave of delight washed through the girl at Zin's nuzzling. This gentle act made Naiten feel so honored. Out of all the people she knew, he cared for her most. In fact, she felt he was the only one who cared for her, at least among the living. There was a nod in reply to what Zin had said. Another longing glance was cast at the nearby entrance.

Then, it was cast at the living corpses that were present at the sides of the tunnel, kneeling and cheering for Zin. She could only assume that they were simply a sample of what was further on, a tantalizing sample no less. Naiten's eyes soaked up every detail, hoping to make up for what she had missed while she was wallowing in her own depression. The undead clearly showed her lord's skill. However, she could pick up no more with a simple glance.

Finally, the glance simply returned to look happily at Zin. While she might not have said anything, she was dying to know which village she and Zin would travel together to. The Kiri nin were so bothersome; as much as Naiten knew the importance of receiving them, she couldn't help but think that.

Naiten exited with Zin.

-Exit-