Rihan Nura Rihan appeared at the Plains at ten o'clock in the morning with the intention of training. At the shore he drinks a container of water before wrapping his face in magic clothes. He quickly makes his way thru while dodging the periodical lava spews.
After an hour had passed he'd reached Dragon's Graveyard. Rihan had been here many times before with his father and sister and fought the wyverns that assaulted him with very little effort. It was almost noon by the time he made it to the Pillar of heaven and had suffered no noticeable effects of madness.
"This wind coming in feels like Moorim. It's comforting and it soothes me alittle. It tastes like something unknown and the power of ancients. So this is were He who is Unholy fought Lord Death,and lost. There Madness is quite strong,but soon my Osore will surpass them.Ugh! "
Rihan took a few steps away from the bridge that wraps around and connects to the Pillar of Heaven. An insidious Madness struck Rihan like a dagger,causing a feeling to boil inside him. He had only felt this feeling once before. He remembered it well. He was in the forest with his father one day on a mission when they were attacked by bandits,they had surrounded Rihan and taken him away. They were going to sell him as a slave and kept him in a dark room for about three months. If his father hadn't tracked them down he'd be dead,or sold to slavery.Each inhale and exhale sounded off. A note carried within the life-long rhythm that did not belong, like an off key on a piano. Sour notes filled his body; rapid, shallow breathing, shaking, and his body became a prison cell. Nothing moved.
His eyes had even settled down in their sockets like they were ready to watch a horror film. Rihan just kept staring forward. The darkness around the edges begins to curl around as if dancing to that off-key tune that his heart was forming. He watch as monsters crawl out of nowhere and move forward. He feels that paralyzing dread. Running is not possible,but most of all, he felt the very tips of insanity’s cold fingers touch his lungs.
Madness in its purest form suffocated him, slowly curling its way up to his face.
‘No’ was all his thoughts could choke out. They were drowning under the weight of the incessant thudding of his heart. It was shrieking as it climbed up from his chest and into his head. Yet, all he could do was look forward he would not dare to even move his frightened eyes. It was a child-like idea but as long as he did not move, he felt that the fear would not get any worse—that reality would not see him standing there.
He felt insanity bite down on his throat, making it tremble as he struggled to bring air into it. The corners of his eyes began to burn ever so softly. Tears flowed out, slowly, but with resistance. Muscles clenched and his teeth wedged themselves together in a death grip. Thump, thump, thump sung his heart so quickly that all the lyrics of his thoughts were lost. It was growing darker around the edges of his reality and slowly sinking in. Yet his eyes remained wide and watched the terror unfold. It watched the very focal point of his whole nightmare with submitting eyes. Every bit of his was begging for mercy—and forgiveness from itself. Rihan becomes so overwhelmed by the insanity he falls forward.
A dark substance flows underneath the terror filled boy and enters his chest from below.Malice,Despair,and large amount of negative energy permeate the very air. Swirls of blackness and crackles of crimson electric energy can be seen producing a palpable wall if pressure in the atmosphere and charging the air. Rihans figure exudes a horrible darkness.....a darkness deeper than night. Slowly the wisp-like darkness rises from him like steam remaining on his body like living flame.He slowly got back to his feet covering his face as his body visibly pulsates and his soul wavelength appears as a Kanji of the word Fear. He dramatically removes his hand an smiles as the Kanji vanishes.
"That was a close one. I almost lost myself. Training here will be very beneficial. I can't ever let my guard down to Madness."
"Abandon your fear. Turn and face your opponents. Don't back an inch. Advance! Never stop!" That's what dad told me. As long as this blood of my grandfather boils in my veins I won't lose myself. "
Maintaining his sanity he reaches the floating pillars.As he reaches a central pillar he cast of his long black cloak-like jacket (with a white collar) revealing his muscular physique,subsequently leaving him his black pants tucked into black boots as his only clothing.Before beginning his training he bows to the other areas of the Plains of the Apocalypse as well as the sun. Unlike in other parts of the world, this bow consists in placing a hand in a straight fashion with the other being fisted placed underneath it vertically.
After stretching his limbs Rihan moves his arms in slow, circular motions, but with visible tension. Rihan feels the heat of the sun and sense the volcanic eruption a few miles away and taps into their heat. Rihan noticeably begins to inhale through the nose and exhale through the mouth slowly. He then begins casting strong strikes that require firm stances, yet he dose not output any power. The style he uses shifts after a moment and now employs a more natural and flowing movement and allows Rihan a more flexible style of combat based on three types of attacks: low kicks, high punches or hits, and double punches with both fists. It would seem that Rihans current technique is based off Northern Shaolin Kung-Fu with its ferocity , speed, and strength. He then moves on to Southern Dragon Claw,whith mirrors a dragon "swooping down on its prey". Next
Xingyiquan — The classic "Seven Stars". Concluding his form with Chaquan - A fighting style that involves acrobatics and agile, graceful movements, it emphasizes long range movements and stances combined with speed and power. Soon after he he began producing flames while remembering his fathers lessons.
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Fire is the element of power, consisting of overpowering force tempered by the unflinching will to accomplish tasks and desires. Circular motion is also a crucial element to the skill as it seems to "power up" and enhance the users flame. Its power comes from the breath, not the muscle." ..... breathe and release. " He said as a slight mantra.
