Tsuchi Heihō (103)

[Imperfect]

"Solomon?" Iskandrous was perplexed. "Who's Solomon?" He opened the door more, giving the pair a look into his clinic; it was well kept, but certainly colorful like Solomon described. Matching Iskandrous's feminine tone was an equally feminine room, filled with bookshelves of medical books, equipment, and herbs with pink walling. "Oh!" It was as if a light went off in his head, realizing what the pair meant. "You mean Romani-kun! He's so nice," he warmly smiled, practically dancing in place at the realization. "Yes, yes. He warned me you two would be coming. Though he instructed me to only let the pair in here...I'm sorry." He looked at Mirabelle, motioning slightly for her to leave the pair so they could speak in private. "Here, come in!"

Looking back to Mirabelle, Emiya gave an awkward look of realization, before simply saying;

"I'm sorry, but thanks for showing us the way."​

Promptly entering the Clinic, Emiya took a look around as he let Iskandrous close the door. As expected, both elegant and organized. The pinkish tones of the herbs gave the room an unnaturally welcoming glow, and warmth that made Emiya feel at ease. It wasn't what he was expecting, that being a messy, odor-filled run down shack with an eccentric old man, rather, it was far nicer. As Emiya made himself comfortable, Child still comfortably bundled within his holder. Away from prying ears, Emiya began to detail why he came here, beyond Romani's recommendation.

"So, 'Romani' sent us here because he managed to make a cure for the Red Fever. How he did so, I can't even begin to to explain. It's like he made it out of thin air, after seeing the Child heal only once or twice. He said you'd be able to mass produce it?"​

 

[NRP Botman]

Looking back to Mirabelle, Emiya gave an awkward look of realization, before simply saying;

"I'm sorry, but thanks for showing us the way."​

Promptly entering the Clinic, Emiya took a look around as he let Iskandrous close the door. As expected, both elegant and organized. The pinkish tones of the herbs gave the room an unnaturally welcoming glow, and warmth that made Emiya feel at ease. It wasn't what he was expecting, that being a messy, odor-filled run down shack with an eccentric old man, rather, it was far nicer. As Emiya made himself comfortable, Child still comfortably bundled within his holder. Away from prying ears, Emiya began to detail why he came here, beyond Romani's recommendation.

"So, 'Romani' sent us here because he managed to make a cure for the Red Fever. How he did so, I can't even begin to to explain. It's like he made it out of thin air, after seeing the Child heal only once or twice. He said you'd be able to mass produce it?"​

"Ah...Romani. He is a bit of a miracle worker...." Iskandrous blushed slightly, looking at the floor. "He knew my father quite well, before he passed away. They worked together in Chungsu, healing rioters before the collapse. It's what inspired me to get into medicine, to be honest..." He ran his hand through his long hair, the blush fading into a warm smile. Iskandrous was no more than twenty-five, maybe even younger. "Though it's just like Romani said...the child really is wonderful." Iskandrous closed the door to the clinic behind him. "Romani has high expectations of me if he thinks I can just mass produce this...but I'll see what I can do." Iskandrous held his hand out, waiting for Emiya to hand him the vial.

 

[Imperfect]

Shirō instinctively reached for his pocket, before remembering he'd taken certain measures to keep the cure safe during the journey here. Holding his hand out before him, not quite close enough to Iskandrous to make him think there was something already there in his palm. There, where once there was a radiant glow of a vibrant azurian Prana, now there was a dull greyish flash of energy, and with little ceremony, the small vial Solomon had entrusted to Emiya appeared.

"Had to make sure nothing happened to it on the way here, so I kept it safe elsewhere."​

Spoiler: Dynasty of Kings (D-Rank (Bastion)

(Kanki: Ouchou no Kindachi) – Surge of Evocation: Dynasty of Kings
Type: Offensive/Defensive/Supplementary
Rank: D - S
Range: Short - Long
Chakra: 10 - 40
Damage: N/A
Description: This technique encompasses the advanced applications of the Surge of Evocation. Unlike the Era of Gods, which manipulates raw Prana, this technique is used to bring techniques previously transported back onto the field. The two applications of this technique, Conquest and Domination, deal with returning entities within the Throne to the field; thus these two applications require previous absorptions to have already occurred.

Conquest of Alexander – Bastion of Achaemenid
Through this ability, the user will be able to return absorbed objects, techniques, and parts of the terrain to the field. They will be manifested on the field in the form of Prana before becoming corporeal and usable as tangible entities. Upon becoming corporeal, the transported entities will still possess all of the effects and properties they possessed prior to absorption; this is because the Throne places objects within it in a stasis-like state. Objects returned will continue to move with the same speed and momentum that they had. This creates the effect that appears almost as if time had stopped and then later resumed for them, a trait of the Throne. It can be summoned facing a different side and/or in a new location altogether, although it must be outside of five meters of the opponent unless the user is within short-range. Techniques returned through Conquest possess the same damage they did prior to absorption. The technique’s rank applied is directly proportional to the technique rank, size of matter, and complexity; this means returning an A-Rank boulder would require an A-Rank application of Conquest. The S-Rank version of this ability can be used once every four turns and no Prana in the user’s next turn. The Bastion of Achaemenid can only be used four times per battle.

Domination of Vlad – Tower of Yggdmillenia
Unlike Conquest, Domination involves concentrating on returning the chakra contained within objects or techniques to the user’s body. The user systematically isolates all of the chakra contained within a number of techniques they’ve sent to the Throne, even if only chakra is present (in the case of raw chakra techniques and similar abilities). It will then be teturned to the user’s body as Prana energy in order to seamlessly integrate into their chakra network, making it available for later use. The user can utilize this ability four times per battle and the maximum amount of chakra that can be returned with each use is capped at a maximum of 100 chakra points. This does not mean this ability will always return that amount, the value is always dictated by how many techniques the user has absorbed and how much chakra they contained. For example, absorbing 10 A-Rank techniques and integrating them with the user’s system will increase the user’s pool by a full 100 chakra per turn. Objects that Domination is applied to will no longer carry their damage value once used on; this is because the objects, while stored in the Throne, will become chakra-void and instead become classified as simple terrain usages when used with Conquest of Alexander. Naturally, this is only possible with matter-based techniques and not those composed of energy. Domination of Vlad is considered an S-Rank technique.

"So... What kind of person is Soloma-I mean, Romani anyway? I didn't really get a chance to speak with him, not that it was the time or place really for a chat. It's just, you talk like you know him, and you're familiar enough with him to let a complete stranger in at the mention of his name."​

Emiya's attempt at idle banter, while awkward and clearly diverting from the reality of the world around them, came from a place of genuine curiosity. Solomon was clearly someone who got around, if they were on first-name terms with an obscure doctor from Tsumigakure, along with others, like Merlin, and saw the need to engage different people under different names. Emiya's only question really was why? But he would simply settle for knowing more about the one who'd sent him on this task.

 

[NRP Botman]

Shirō instinctively reached for his pocket, before remembering he'd taken certain measures to keep the cure safe during the journey here. Holding his hand out before him, not quite close enough to Iskandrous to make him think there was something already there in his palm. There, where once there was a radiant glow of a vibrant azurian Prana, now there was a dull greyish flash of energy, and with little ceremony, the small vial Solomon had entrusted to Emiya appeared.

"Had to make sure nothing happened to it on the way here, so I kept it safe elsewhere."​

Spoiler: Dynasty of Kings (D-Rank (Bastion)

(Kanki: Ouchou no Kindachi) – Surge of Evocation: Dynasty of Kings
Type: Offensive/Defensive/Supplementary
Rank: D - S
Range: Short - Long
Chakra: 10 - 40
Damage: N/A
Description: This technique encompasses the advanced applications of the Surge of Evocation. Unlike the Era of Gods, which manipulates raw Prana, this technique is used to bring techniques previously transported back onto the field. The two applications of this technique, Conquest and Domination, deal with returning entities within the Throne to the field; thus these two applications require previous absorptions to have already occurred.

Conquest of Alexander – Bastion of Achaemenid
Through this ability, the user will be able to return absorbed objects, techniques, and parts of the terrain to the field. They will be manifested on the field in the form of Prana before becoming corporeal and usable as tangible entities. Upon becoming corporeal, the transported entities will still possess all of the effects and properties they possessed prior to absorption; this is because the Throne places objects within it in a stasis-like state. Objects returned will continue to move with the same speed and momentum that they had. This creates the effect that appears almost as if time had stopped and then later resumed for them, a trait of the Throne. It can be summoned facing a different side and/or in a new location altogether, although it must be outside of five meters of the opponent unless the user is within short-range. Techniques returned through Conquest possess the same damage they did prior to absorption. The technique’s rank applied is directly proportional to the technique rank, size of matter, and complexity; this means returning an A-Rank boulder would require an A-Rank application of Conquest. The S-Rank version of this ability can be used once every four turns and no Prana in the user’s next turn. The Bastion of Achaemenid can only be used four times per battle.

Domination of Vlad – Tower of Yggdmillenia
Unlike Conquest, Domination involves concentrating on returning the chakra contained within objects or techniques to the user’s body. The user systematically isolates all of the chakra contained within a number of techniques they’ve sent to the Throne, even if only chakra is present (in the case of raw chakra techniques and similar abilities). It will then be teturned to the user’s body as Prana energy in order to seamlessly integrate into their chakra network, making it available for later use. The user can utilize this ability four times per battle and the maximum amount of chakra that can be returned with each use is capped at a maximum of 100 chakra points. This does not mean this ability will always return that amount, the value is always dictated by how many techniques the user has absorbed and how much chakra they contained. For example, absorbing 10 A-Rank techniques and integrating them with the user’s system will increase the user’s pool by a full 100 chakra per turn. Objects that Domination is applied to will no longer carry their damage value once used on; this is because the objects, while stored in the Throne, will become chakra-void and instead become classified as simple terrain usages when used with Conquest of Alexander. Naturally, this is only possible with matter-based techniques and not those composed of energy. Domination of Vlad is considered an S-Rank technique.

"So... What kind of person is Soloma-I mean, Romani anyway? I didn't really get a chance to speak with him, not that it was the time or place really for a chat. It's just, you talk like you know him, and you're familiar enough with him to let a complete stranger in at the mention of his name."​

Emiya's attempt at idle banter, while awkward and clearly diverting from the reality of the world around them, came from a place of genuine curiosity. Solomon was clearly someone who got around, if they were on first-name terms with an obscure doctor from Tsumigakure, along with others, like Merlin, and saw the need to engage different people under different names. Emiya's only question really was why? But he would simply settle for knowing more about the one who'd sent him on this task.

Iskandrous happily plucked the vial from Emiya's hand, a big grin across his face. "Yup! This definitely looks like Romani's handiwork. So skilled..." Iskandrous's voice trailed for a moment as he walked toward a counter top with an odd assortment of vials, herbs, and various medicines. "I'll give it my all to get this mass produced. He really has faith in me if he trusted me with this." The young physician clutched the vial tightly with a warm smile across his face. "Romani? Why do you keep calling him Solomon? Honestly, I don't know much about him. Most of what I know comes from stories that my dad told me. But what I do know is that he is an honest man who has devoted his life to medicine. He knows soooooo much too." Iskandarous giggled, placing the vial down on the desk and taking a seat behind it. "He saved my father's life in a riot once. At Chungsu. When they realized his heritage...coming from the Badlands and all. Well let's just say us far westerners aren't exactly welcome in the heart of the Land of Fire. A bit of racism because of Alexandros's legacy."

 

[Imperfect]

Iskandrous happily plucked the vial from Emiya's hand, a big grin across his face. "Yup! This definitely looks like Romani's handiwork. So skilled..." Iskandrous's voice trailed for a moment as he walked toward a counter top with an odd assortment of vials, herbs, and various medicines. "I'll give it my all to get this mass produced. He really has faith in me if he trusted me with this." The young physician clutched the vial tightly with a warm smile across his face. "Romani? Why do you keep calling him Solomon? Honestly, I don't know much about him. Most of what I know comes from stories that my dad told me. But what I do know is that he is an honest man who has devoted his life to medicine. He knows soooooo much too." Iskandarous giggled, placing the vial down on the desk and taking a seat behind it. "He saved my father's life in a riot once. At Chungsu. When they realized his heritage...coming from the Badlands and all. Well let's just say us far westerners aren't exactly welcome in the heart of the Land of Fire. A bit of racism because of Alexandros's legacy."

Maybe Romani was a nickname for Solomon, hence the continued confusion. It wasn't too far of a stretch. Solomon, when spoken in certain accents sounded like Roman. Romani. Simple enough to figure out when you thought about it really. More importantly, Iskandrous was speaking as though this cure, which was created from thin air, was the work of advanced chemical manipulation. He spoke of skill, when it seemed as effortless as breathing, to Emiya at least. Maybe there was some exertion on Solomon's part, but from where he stood, Emiya didn't see much, if any. It was comforting to know that Romani was someone who did this out of the goodness of their heart, if this doctor's word meant anything, which it clearly did. More than anything else however, the cure, Roman's name being interchangeable, nothing was as important a topic of discussion in that moment to Emiya than the apparent racism rampant within the Land of Fire. Growing up there himself, he hadn't experienced it at all, though being from there no doubt helped, but he hadn't partaken in it either. Then again, he grew up in a mansion-like estate hidden away from the world, with the only real exceptions being when he joined Kiritusgu on missions, so he was probably the last person who would or could ever experience it.

"Not that it matters now, but for what little it's worth, I'm sorry that your father had to be saved at all..."​

Emiya admittedly knew little about the Badlands. His studied were more focused in regards to war, namely how to prevent them, and tactics to use in them when that didn't pan out. But the Doctor's name brought to mind the tales of the conqueror who nearly brought the Freehold to it's knees, Aléxandros something, though beyond that, he knew next to nothing about the region. He failed to find a simple clinic ran by a most vibrant character after all. But racial tensions were trivial when humanity itself was in danger, so Emiya returned to the topic at hand.

"Not to doubt your capabilities or anything, but suppose you do mass produce the cure, how do you get it to everyone? That's a lot of people to try and get it to, and this place isn't exactly a central hub."​

Emiya certainly appreciated the help. After all, having a "cure" out there in the world meant that he didn't have to personally travel with the Child to every Village, settlement, town or hamlet on the planet, though distribution was a tall order for that exact same reason. Really Emiya was just looking for a distraction from the previous talk of discrimination, despite being the one to bring it up, even inadvertently.

 

[NRP Botman]

Maybe Romani was a nickname for Solomon, hence the continued confusion. It wasn't too far of a stretch. Solomon, when spoken in certain accents sounded like Roman. Romani. Simple enough to figure out when you thought about it really. More importantly, Iskandrous was speaking as though this cure, which was created from thin air, was the work of advanced chemical manipulation. He spoke of skill, when it seemed as effortless as breathing, to Emiya at least. Maybe there was some exertion on Solomon's part, but from where he stood, Emiya didn't see much, if any. It was comforting to know that Romani was someone who did this out of the goodness of their heart, if this doctor's word meant anything, which it clearly did. More than anything else however, the cure, Roman's name being interchangeable, nothing was as important a topic of discussion in that moment to Emiya than the apparent racism rampant within the Land of Fire. Growing up there himself, he hadn't experienced it at all, though being from there no doubt helped, but he hadn't partaken in it either. Then again, he grew up in a mansion-like estate hidden away from the world, with the only real exceptions being when he joined Kiritusgu on missions, so he was probably the last person who would or could ever experience it.

"Not that it matters now, but for what little it's worth, I'm sorry that your father had to be saved at all..."​

Emiya admittedly knew little about the Badlands. His studied were more focused in regards to war, namely how to prevent them, and tactics to use in them when that didn't pan out. But the Doctor's name brought to mind the tales of the conqueror who nearly brought the Freehold to it's knees, Aléxandros something, though beyond that, he knew next to nothing about the region. He failed to find a simple clinic ran by a most vibrant character after all. But racial tensions were trivial when humanity itself was in danger, so Emiya returned to the topic at hand.

"Not to doubt your capabilities or anything, but suppose you do mass produce the cure, how do you get it to everyone? That's a lot of people to try and get it to, and this place isn't exactly a central hub."​

Emiya certainly appreciated the help. After all, having a "cure" out there in the world meant that he didn't have to personally travel with the Child to every Village, settlement, town or hamlet on the planet, though distribution was a tall order for that exact same reason. Really Emiya was just looking for a distraction from the previous talk of discrimination, despite being the one to bring it up, even inadvertently.

"I live in Tsumigakure! Compared to the rest of the world, it is practically a superpower! It is the central hub of the world, economically and militarily. Well, if you compare it to the Freehold at its height I doubt the two could even be compared...but hey what the first Tsumikage built has to count for something right? Distribution wouldn't take long. Traders and merchants from the coast would travel the world, taking the cure to every corner of the map starting at each of the great marketplaces. It's all one big network. A big system of commerce that has lasted for hundreds of years." Iskandrous's had some grasp of geopolitics, despite his goofy androgynous look. "It's going to take me a day or two to work this out. Romani really made something complex here. I'm guessing he mimicked how the child worked its magic...but that's really remarkable to even consider. That's something my father and I could never do."

And it was in that moment that the child in Emiya's arms, who had earlier grown strands of green hair, finally opened his eyes. It revealed his small green gemlike eyes that peered into the physical world for the first time since he left the Void in the Hokubu Ocean.

 

[Imperfect]

"I live in Tsumigakure! Compared to the rest of the world, it is practically a superpower! It is the central hub of the world, economically and militarily. Well, if you compare it to the Freehold at its height I doubt the two could even be compared...but hey what the first Tsumikage built has to count for something right? Distribution wouldn't take long. Traders and merchants from the coast would travel the world, taking the cure to every corner of the map starting at each of the great marketplaces. It's all one big network. A big system of commerce that has lasted for hundreds of years." Iskandrous's had some grasp of geopolitics, despite his goofy androgynous look. "It's going to take me a day or two to work this out. Romani really made something complex here. I'm guessing he mimicked how the child worked its magic...but that's really remarkable to even consider. That's something my father and I could never do."

And it was in that moment that the child in Emiya's arms, who had earlier grown strands of green hair, finally opened his eyes. It revealed his small green gemlike eyes that peered into the physical world for the first time since he left the Void in the Hokubu Ocean.

Naturally the doctor held a fiery passion for their Home Land, so it wasn't surprising they spoke up for the Badland's capabilities. What was surprising was the enthusiasm it was delivered with. For such a petite person, Iskandrous had quite the voice on him.

"I'm sorry if it felt like I was offending you Iskandrous, I wasn't. It's just, your clinic is rather humble, and I don't really know much about economics, or the infrastructure of the various Lands, but this is the world we're talking about.
Couldn't leave that question unanswered, even if it did feel like a negative one."​

Given his position, with the Child cradled against his torso, Emiya wasn't in any position to see the newly opened eyes. That honor went to Iskandrous first, as Emiya was unaware of the fact that he should be feeling a rather mixed concoction of emotions, from joy to pride, wonder, and even a twinge of fear given that Solomon told him, in no uncertain terms, that this was a literal flesh and blood (or clay) God strapped to his chest. But for the moment, he held his warm, apologetic smile at Iskandrous, hoping the two could move past it.

 

[NRP Botman]

Naturally the doctor held a fiery passion for their Home Land, so it wasn't surprising they spoke up for the Badland's capabilities. What was surprising was the enthusiasm it was delivered with. For such a petite person, Iskandrous had quite the voice on him.

"I'm sorry if it felt like I was offending you Iskandrous, I wasn't. It's just, your clinic is rather humble, and I don't really know much about economics, or the infrastructure of the various Lands, but this is the world we're talking about.
Couldn't leave that question unanswered, even if it did feel like a negative one."​

Given his position, with the Child cradled against his torso, Emiya wasn't in any position to see the newly opened eyes. That honor went to Iskandrous first, as Emiya was unaware of the fact that he should be feeling a rather mixed concoction of emotions, from joy to pride, wonder, and even a twinge of fear given that Solomon told him, in no uncertain terms, that this was a literal flesh and blood (or clay) God strapped to his chest. But for the moment, he held his warm, apologetic smile at Iskandrous, hoping the two could move past it.

"None taken! Really. I imagine shinobi aren't really paid to understand the intricacies of global commerce and geopolitics!" She laughed slightly. A veiled jab? Or was he genuine? A mix of the two? "Though I think instead of looking at me, you should look down at your kid there...looks like he finally wants to see the world." Laughter faded from his voice, replaced with a gentle ton. The child's eyes, despite having opened, remained fixated on Emiya from his harness on his chest.

 

[Goetia]

Merlin's silence lasted for the duration of their trip to the Badlands of Earth, and remained unbroken even as Shirou conversed with the doctor. Normally, he would have given a jovial greeting and joined in, but his mind was elsewhere. Surely, by now, the Necromancers were aware of the child's birth, and would be mobilising soon if they hadn't already. The incubus' wariness of their presence was overtaking him, so much so that he almost failed to catch himself. Shaking his head slightly to break his laser focus, he stood up from leaning on the wall next to the clinic's entrance, deciding to enter the building to check on the pair. Thing didn't seem out of the ordinary until he stood beside the doctor and Shirou. "How goes things, Emiya- oh?" Merlin blinked in mild surprise at the sight before him; the child's eyes had opened, his emerald gaze fixed on the Hero of Justice. Once again, Merlin was reminded of Cath Palug, and the Magus of Flowers let out a gentle smile. "Ah, it truly is a sight to behold. A beautiful one of green."

It was not uncommon for Merlin to speak of things in such a way; as if they were pieces of art to be appreciated. That was how he viewed mankind as a species, after all. Realising in that moment that he hadn't introduced himself to the doctor, he turned to them, rubbing his head sheepishly and letting out a slight chuckle. "Aha... my bad. I have a soft spot for beautiful things. My name is Merlin. I came here with Shirou on instruction from a certain someone, whose name I'm sure you know."

 

[Imperfect]

"None taken! Really. I imagine shinobi aren't really paid to understand the intricacies of global commerce and geopolitics!" She laughed slightly. A veiled jab? Or was he genuine? A mix of the two? "Though I think instead of looking at me, you should look down at your kid there...looks like he finally wants to see the world." Laughter faded from his voice, replaced with a gentle ton. The child's eyes, despite having opened, remained fixated on Emiya from his harness on his chest.

Merlin's silence lasted for the duration of their trip to the Badlands of Earth, and remained unbroken even as Shirou conversed with the doctor. Normally, he would have given a jovial greeting and joined in, but his mind was elsewhere. Surely, by now, the Necromancers were aware of the child's birth, and would be mobilising soon if they hadn't already. The incubus' wariness of their presence was overtaking him, so much so that he almost failed to catch himself. Shaking his head slightly to break his laser focus, he stood up from leaning on the wall next to the clinic's entrance, deciding to enter the building to check on the pair. Thing didn't seem out of the ordinary until he stood beside the doctor and Shirou. "How goes things, Emiya- oh?" Merlin blinked in mild surprise at the sight before him; the child's eyes had opened, his emerald gaze fixed on the Hero of Justice. Once again, Merlin was reminded of Cath Palug, and the Magus of Flowers let out a gentle smile. "Ah, it truly is a sight to behold. A beautiful one of green."

It was not uncommon for Merlin to speak of things in such a way; as if they were pieces of art to be appreciated. That was how he viewed mankind as a species, after all. Realising in that moment that he hadn't introduced himself to the doctor, he turned to them, rubbing his head sheepishly and letting out a slight chuckle. "Aha... my bad. I have a soft spot for beautiful things. My name is Merlin. I came here with Shirou on instruction from a certain someone, whose name I'm sure you know."

Emiya was about to cut in that he wasn't a "traditional" Shinobi, but a more important topic came up, namely that the Child was awake. Looking down to see vibrant green eyes staring right back at him, Emiya was at a loss for words. Then Merlin, who had seemed distant since Kinai, entered the doctor's domicile, and immediately remarked on the Child, and how beautiful they were. As Merlin engaged his would-be host, Shirō didn't know how best to even broach the subject of speaking to a potentially all-knowing being. Baby-talk was definitely out the window though, didn't need the Child thinking it was a new language. but did the Child even need sleep? Would it even make sense to bid him a good morning? Was he hungry? He wasn't a flesh or blood human, so maybe he didn't need food. Was there even anything he wanted? How did he feel? Was healing people of the Fever draining him? So many questions he could ask, though Emiya assumed the Child already knew, as he could probably read minds, considering that's how he conversed with him back in the Hokubu, so instead he just said the first thing that came to mind.

"Um, morning? How're you feeling?"​

It was an odd sight, but Emiya knew the Child was capable of communication, as he intentionally tried to stick to simple subjects. Nothing complex that even a child would have trouble understanding, hopefully. But with little to go on for the Child's extent of understanding, he hoped the Child could at least convey anything it needed, if anything. That's what a guardian does after all.

 

[NRP Botman]

Emiya was about to cut in that he wasn't a "traditional" Shinobi, but a more important topic came up, namely that the Child was awake. Looking down to see vibrant green eyes staring right back at him, Emiya was at a loss for words. Then Merlin, who had seemed distant since Kinai, entered the doctor's domicile, and immediately remarked on the Child, and how beautiful they were. As Merlin engaged his would-be host, Shirō didn't know how best to even broach the subject of speaking to a potentially all-knowing being. Baby-talk was definitely out the window though, didn't need the Child thinking it was a new language. but did the Child even need sleep? Would it even make sense to bid him a good morning? Was he hungry? He wasn't a flesh or blood human, so maybe he didn't need food. Was there even anything he wanted? How did he feel? Was healing people of the Fever draining him? So many questions he could ask, though Emiya assumed the Child already knew, as he could probably read minds, considering that's how he conversed with him back in the Hokubu, so instead he just said the first thing that came to mind.

"Um, morning? How're you feeling?"​

It was an odd sight, but Emiya knew the Child was capable of communication, as he intentionally tried to stick to simple subjects. Nothing complex that even a child would have trouble understanding, hopefully. But with little to go on for the Child's extent of understanding, he hoped the Child could at least convey anything it needed, if anything. That's what a guardian does after all.

I don't understand these living creatures. I can sense their souls, feel their bodies, know their lives....but I don't have a soul at all. Is that why I cannot relate to them? To feel how they feel day in and out? I am but a broken weapon of the gods, a tool fashioned by Mother many, many years ago. And while I remained trapped in the Void while my brothers and sisters fought her I retained awareness, waiting thousands of years to escape into the reality that they built. And I have lived my short, yet paradoxically long life, being just that: a tool. I have used my body, my powers, my Chaos to restore humans around me in the thousands - if not even more. But I am just a tool...and I don't know how to put it into words. To him I am more than just that. He has cared for me, watched me...and maybe even loved me. But I can feel none of those things. He can use me as much as he wants, for I am Enkidu, the Chains of Heaven. I was fashioned as nothing more than a weapon, a tool to be used by Tiamat.

"Enkidu...." It sounded like nothing more than a whisper. A single silent worded uttered from the child's mouth as his body began to grow ever so slightly. His strands of hair extending downward, becoming much longer and more dense atop his head. "I am...Enkidu."

 

[Goetia]

I don't understand these living creatures. I can sense their souls, feel their bodies, know their lives....but I don't have a soul at all. Is that why I cannot relate to them? To feel how they feel day in and out? I am but a broken weapon of the gods, a tool fashioned by Mother many, many years ago. And while I remained trapped in the Void while my brothers and sisters fought her I retained awareness, waiting thousands of years to escape into the reality that they built. And I have lived my short, yet paradoxically long life, being just that: a tool. I have used my body, my powers, my Chaos to restore humans around me in the thousands - if not even more. But I am just a tool...and I don't know how to put it into words. To him I am more than just that. He has cared for me, watched me...and maybe even loved me. But I can feel none of those things. He can use me as much as he wants, for I am Enkidu, the Chains of Heaven. I was fashioned as nothing more than a weapon, a tool to be used by Tiamat.

"Enkidu...." It sounded like nothing more than a whisper. A single silent worded uttered from the child's mouth as his body began to grow ever so slightly. His strands of hair extending downward, becoming much longer and more dense atop his head. "I am...Enkidu."

And so, the child had spoken its first words. In this plane of existence, that is. It made its name known to those with it; Enkidu. Its hair grew longer as its eyes blinked open and its mouth uttered words... though its body was still in a stage of infancy, it seemed to be growing rapidly, both physically and mentally. It came as no surprise to the incubus, who surmised Enkidu's exceptional nature from the moment he had caught wind of its ability to heal the Red Fever. "Enkidu..." Merlin repeated in a hushed tone. Though he knew Enkidu was no ordinary being, their infantile appearance caused the incubus to behave and act more delicately. Such was a habit he developed when he had come to visit Artoria, who was under the care of Ector. A habit that remained even to this day. Closing his hand, and with a twirl of the wrist, Merlin produces a small pink flower in his palm, which he then tucks gently into the cloth wrapped around Enkidu's body.

 

[Alyx]

Isella who remained on the outside of the clinic felt her true body returning back into existence via her Taijin. “Perhaps she won” Isella thought to herself, as she summons a Wyvern. The Wyvern is immediately commanded to bring Mirabelle back home, thus reverse summoning her to her location.

Summoning Technique: Wyrms of Legends (Kuchiyose no jutsu: Densetsu no Hiryu)

Spoiler

Rank: B
Type: Supplementary/Summoning
Range: Short
Chakra cost: 20
Damage Points: N/a
Description: The technique allows the user to summon Wyrms. The procedure for the summoning is fairly standard, following the same steps as regular summoning technique. In addition to that, the user has the liberty to use tattoo’s as well as incorporate the summoning ritual with other techniques as individuals have demonstrated throughout the series. Wyrms are mature Wyverns, they are capable fighters of different types, natures, colors/appearances, sizes and ranks. Wyrms range anywhere from 1-15m of length and a maximum wingspan of 25m. Each wyrm possesses a natural ability (no chakra cost) as well as a chakra nature, their strength of their abilities is equivalent to their ranks. The user is only capable of summoning wyrms proportional to their own strength, so wyrms by different users would differ in base strengths despite their ranks. In a single use the user can summon a single S-rank, 2 A-rank or 3 B-rank Wyrms. Their types are as follows:

Continental Wyvern: The most common kind of flying, fire-breathing Wyvern. Their natural talent is Fire breathing. In addition to the ability to fly (at speeds of: Users Base speed Lvl. +1), they also have a strong Jaw (Abnormal bite force, equal to wyrm’s rank). Continental Wyverns possess Fire and Wind natures. They can use their natures and natural abilities up to their own ranks. They do not possess the ability to use shape manipulation, so their attacks, chakra based or natural talents, only come in basic forms such as fire balls, streams of fire, gusts and twisters of wind.

Piscine Wyvern: Piscine wyvern are less common amphibious Wyverns. They are majestic creatures with scales that break down light to prism, and wings adept for swimming and flying alike. Their natural talent is the ability to create an electric field. Piscine Wyvern do not possess fire breathing abilities, but they have an electric organ instead which they use to discharge electrical attacks. They can operate in water (speed=Users Base speed Lvl. +1) or in air (speed=Users Base speed Lvl. -1), and possess water and lightning natures. They can use their natures and natural abilities up to their own ranks. They do not possess the ability to use shape manipulation, so their attacks, chakra based or natural talents, only come in basic forms such as lightning bolts, electrical fields around the body, waves and whirlpools of water.

Brute Wyvern: Brute wyvern are an even rarer breed of wyvern that underwent evolution slightly differently. They sports a pair of long, highly developed forelimbs instead of wings. Over the years, their wingspan was reduced to hardened fists. Brutes are agile combatants (speed=Users Base speed Lvl. +2), capable of jumping high and over long range distances. They do not have any natural abilities, but they are capable of using taijutsu (within reason) as well as throw punches up to their own ranks. The can only use earth natures, up to the level of specialists and are capable of using shape manipulation.

Deviants: They are a collective class of Wyverns with odd features. This category encompasse all Wyrms with peculiarties such as two heads each capable of breathing fire or multiple pairs of wings. Deviants are capable of using shape manipulation, and can have the natural abilities or qualities of any of the previous 3 types defined in any combination. They can have any of the 5 basic chakra natures. Deviants are one of a kind (so only one can be summoned at a time), their speed is always [Users Base speed Lvl. +1], they are always S ranked and they can use natural fire breathing or electrical organs twice per battle.

Note: Each Wyrm can have One chakra nature, restricted to the natures the type of Wyvern can have.
-An S rank Wyrm has a chakra reserve of 300, and it can use its Natural Ability(s) up to 3 times per conflict. A rank Wyrms have a reserve of 150 each, and can use their natural skills twice per battle. B rank Wyrms have a reserve of 100 each, and can use their natural skills once per battle. Only a single Deviant (S rank) can be summoned at a time, it can have a reserve of no more than 200. Wyrms stay in battlefield until their chakra reserves allow.
-Each ranked ability natural or chakra based, costs one of the user’s 3 moves per turn though they can be performed simultaneously with the user (unranked use is considered free form).

(Gyaku Kuchiyose no Jutsu) – Reverse Summoning Technique

Spoiler

Rank: A
Type: Supplementary
Range: N/A
Chakra cost: 30
Damage points: N/A
Description: This technique is the counterpart of the summoning technique, in which it allows an animal to summon the human that they have a contract with back to their side, regardless of where they are. The animal must be at least B-Rank in strength to have enough chakra to use the technique though all animals that can use Ninjutsu in any form can use this technique on their summoners.

 

[Alyx]

Coming from: https://animebase.me/threads/dark-tower-067.755884/post-22045502

Without a moment to spare, Isella watched as her real self is poofed from the Dark Tower to directly in front of the wyvern. She was smiling at first, but that immediately faded when she noticed her real body was unconscious. “Shit” she said, running towards her immediately. She would utilize her medical ninjutsu to begin to scan the body of Mirabelle. She was badly injured from her fight, so much so that she came back in this state. Once her diagnosis was finished, she first applied the use of Yang Release. This alone healed Mirabelle almost back to peak health, removing most if not all the injuries she sustained and mended her body. Afterwards she would stop utilizing her Yang energy and instead now used medical ninjutsu to finish the job.

Once Mirabelle was fully healed, she was able to awaken, feeling refreshed once more. “Where am I?” she asked, watching the clone. “Well, your back home after what I can tell was an asswhooping” Isella joked to her original self. Mirabelle’s brow narrowed in, causing her to look at the location. “Tsuchi Heiho…” she thought as she got up and dusted herself off. “Can I get a change of clothes, as you can see…” she said looking at her melted clothes. Her clone chuckled as she got out another nurse’s outfit for her built with the Requip technology. “Well…thank you for your service Isella” she said.

The clone nodded, simply dispersing and returning some portions of chakra to her but also all the memories Isella experienced. She looked at the clinic, now knowing that the baby was here. She wanted to come in to find out what’s happening but she respected Iskandrous’s wishes too much. She simply dismissed her Wyvern too as she waited outside.

Spoiler: (Yoton: Taiyōnomegumi) - Yang Release: Touch of the Sun

Type: Supplementary
Rank: S-Rank
Range: Short
Chakra cost:70 per use
Damage points: N/A
Description: Through the infusion of Yang natured chakra into others, users can heal others to their original best physical form. It can be used to regrow missing body parts, heal wounds, purge poisons, etc. The target needs to be alive and the bigger the injury, the longer it takes to heal. The limits of the heal, however, are almost none as it can heal 150 damage per turn and can even heal the chakra system or other injuries that are otherwise not possible to be healed. The technique requires time and physical contact and as such isn't very suited to use in a battle when compared to regular Iryo Ninjutsu.
Note: Yang Release masters are able to use on themselves.

Spoiler: ( Iryō Ninjutsu: Shōsen Jutsu ) - Medical Technique: Mystic Palm Technique

Type: Supplementary
Rank: S
Range: Short
Chakra: N/A (2x the amount of damage healed, 200 max)
Damage: N/A
Description: This medical ninjutsu allows the user to speed up the body's natural healing process by focusing chakra onto their hands, forming an aura of greenish chakra which he then sends into a wound or afflicted body part. This allows the user to heal a patient without the need for medical equipment or surgery, making it very useful on the battlefield. It can be used to treat both external and internal injuries. It is vital to match the amount of chakra used to the severity of the affliction or injury. This requires a great amount of chakra control. Because of this, only a few highly skilled medical-nin are able to use this technique. The limitation of the technique is that it cannot regrow missing body parts or remove with poisons or toxins, though it can heal damage by them. Additionally, perhaps its more severe drawback is the chakra cost, which is much higher than any other medical technique. For each damage point the user of the technique wishes to heal, he needs to spend twice as much chakra. Basically, for x amount of damage the user needs to spend 2x amount of chakra to repair/heal. The user can also use this technique on himself and it can be used with one hand or two and even in two targets at a time or while using another technique with the other hand. The speed of the healing is fast but not instant.
Note: Can be used on up to 2 targets.
Note: Can only be used by Medical Ninja.

1195 CP
940 - 170 = 870 x 10% = 87

1195 + 87 = 1282
200 HP.

 

[Shady Doctor]

Coming from: https://animebase.me/threads/glistening-flats-109.756122/post-22045703

Banri finally arrives, still in a suckly state as he approached the market. It was now world wide known that a cure could be found in nearby market places. With the information in mind, Banri went into the market with proof of being the current Tsumikage, in which the market worker immediately gave him a vile of the cure. Banri wasted no time taking it and curing his highly dangerous sickness. With his body gradually getting back to normal, Banri smirks and begins to head back to the village capital.

LLM

 

[Imperfect]

I don't understand these living creatures. I can sense their souls, feel their bodies, know their lives....but I don't have a soul at all. Is that why I cannot relate to them? To feel how they feel day in and out? I am but a broken weapon of the gods, a tool fashioned by Mother many, many years ago. And while I remained trapped in the Void while my brothers and sisters fought her I retained awareness, waiting thousands of years to escape into the reality that they built. And I have lived my short, yet paradoxically long life, being just that: a tool. I have used my body, my powers, my Chaos to restore humans around me in the thousands - if not even more. But I am just a tool...and I don't know how to put it into words. To him I am more than just that. He has cared for me, watched me...and maybe even loved me. But I can feel none of those things. He can use me as much as he wants, for I am Enkidu, the Chains of Heaven. I was fashioned as nothing more than a weapon, a tool to be used by Tiamat.

"Enkidu...." It sounded like nothing more than a whisper. A single silent worded uttered from the child's mouth as his body began to grow ever so slightly. His strands of hair extending downward, becoming much longer and more dense atop his head. "I am...Enkidu."

It was... Strange. Emiya had always assumed the Child had a name, hence why he wouldn't force one upon him, even as a way to deflect attention before the Child was even discovered. What that name meant for humanity, regardless of any ancient meaning, was "savior", despite Enkidu's internal dialogue stating he was just a tool. A weapon without a war to fight. Well... A storm was headed this way from the East, not that anyone was aware. It could have been assumed as such that humanity thought of Enkidu as a great salve, even Emiya himself began falling into the pitfall of treating Enkidu as a tool to save humanity. But that's the thing about pitfalls however, once you've fallen into one, you become better at noticing them. And he'd already been through this "Should I use this innocent being as a tool" conundrum once before. It was easy to see Enkidu as "just a tool" when he hadn't even opened his eyes, or a lump of clay as Solomon cut into his arm and showed no response. He wasn't human after all. But if being "human" meant being selfish, or not taking a look at a brand new type of "life" whose eyes had just opened and seeing something more than a mere instrument to be wielded, then Enkidu was far better off as he was. Emiya however, would not perpetuate that ideal within the Child. A tool is wielded by someone with no thought on how the tool feels. A hammer strikes down nails with no consideration given to if it hurts, because that's what a hammer was designed to do. Enkidu, regardless of the intention behind his creation, was a living, breathing being, and whether he liked it or not, whether he resigned himself to the fate of a tool, he was, perhaps unfortunately, discovered by someone who'd made it their life's work to save everyone he could. So, almost instinctually, Emiya cradled the Child's head, and did what he did best; Save people, even if that meant from themselves.

"It's nice to finally meet you, Enkidu. You probably already know, but I'm Shirō Emiya, and on behalf of everyone you've saved, and everyone who'll be saved because of you, thank you. Thank you so much..."​

Ignoring all else, even Merlin's gesture of planting a flower within Enkidu's robes, Emiya's attention was squarely focused on Enkidu. Taking a moment to think about their current predicament, with a cure now in the works thanks to Iskandrous, it hit Emiya that he didn't need to travel the world with Enkidu. Well, not to heal everyone anyway. If Enkidu wished to travel the world however, see the world in all it's infinite beauty, see humanity living their best lives all thanks to his actions, that was definitely something Emiya could help him achieve. For now there was a more important matter, since Enkidu had awoken.

"Now you're awake, how're you feeling? A... Friend told us you weren't exactly like a human, but I dunno what that means exactly. You've got to have needs, right? Are you hungry? Cold? Taking a good look at you, you're growing pretty quick... You want some new clothes?"​

It was another roll of the dice on whether Enkidu knew what those things were. Solomon had said Enkidu was a blank slate after all. And given his nature, Emiya knew he probably didn't need any of these things, but perhaps, even if only subconsciously, he took Solomon's statement that Enkidu was a lump of clay that can be molded very much to heart, and wanted him to take on the best of humanity before the worst of them took root within his heart. Ultimately that choice should be Enkidu's, but for the moment he didn't know anything about the world really, and it was Emiya's responsibility to see him start his journey with humanity on the right foot.

 

[Never]

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"Several days now."​

Sasuke said stoically. ​

"Speaking of age - I can't really tell yours."​

He said intuitively, as he pushed off a large boulder, walking forward. Although jokingly said, Sasuke couldn't determine much about Lena. What her motivations were, where her allegiance lie in the greater scheme of things or if she ever fought for something. He could only fill in the blanks with his own thoughts. For now.​

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"Yet another person who cannot determine that for me. Drat." Lena spoke in a very monotone expression when she spoke that sentence, her age being a mystery for even her over the passed few years. "I only remember 9 of my years on this rock, yet I'm a fully developed woman. Your guess could be as good as mine. I think all things considered I look pretty good."

Lena lead Sasuke safely out of the Gorge and into Tsuchi Heiho, a more lackadaisical approach could be taken here in the safety of this civilisation. She noticed an abundance of people all seemingly swarming around one location and then exiting, relief, hope, desperation all in one place.

 

[Detective L]

"Yet another person who cannot determine that for me. Drat." Lena spoke in a very monotone expression when she spoke that sentence, her age being a mystery for even her over the passed few years. "I only remember 9 of my years on this rock, yet I'm a fully developed woman. Your guess could be as good as mine. I think all things considered I look pretty good."

Lena lead Sasuke safely out of the Gorge and into Tsuchi Heiho, a more lackadaisical approach could be taken here in the safety of this civilisation. She noticed an abundance of people all seemingly swarming around one location and then exiting, relief, hope, desperation all in one place.

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"Fair enough. Perhaps it's a mystery rather left untouched."​

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Sasuke said, jokingly. His spirits lifted as they closer to the location where the apparent cure is said to be. His eyes quickly scanned the area. There were quite a lot of individuals and that would probably be their best bet to find the cure. Sasuke pointed to the people;​

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"The swarm of people would be where we find the cure - perhaps it's best we remain unseen."​

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Sasuke said as he summons a black coat coming forth through a large poof of smoke and an odd yet fitting sound effect. Sasuke would quickly don the coat, covering himself and his face. Perhaps he wasn't known that well anymore but he wasn't going to take chances. Especially in a crowded place like this. He still had many enemies - especially from his rogue days. He wasn't the kindest then and he wasn't in the mood for a rowdy situation. Though he did want to shake off the rust that had accumulated..​

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Nonetheless, grabbing the wooden stick that Lena made for him, Sasuke would waddle forward and gesture his arm for Lena to follow. Oddly coming of as a normal citizen in appearance and posture, something akin hermit from the mountains. Sasuke couldn't help but crack a grin - what would Itachi have said about him getting along with others. The time for change was here and Sasuke couldn't help but wonder, what this cure would be like and where it all originated from.​

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"Say Lena - do you think there is something bigger at play here?"​

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He asked, his eyes now focused and his jaws clenched. He hadn't actually given it much thought until now.​

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[Never]

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"Fair enough. Perhaps it's a mystery rather left untouched."​

Sasuke said, jokingly. His spirits lifted as they closer to the location where the apparent cure is said to be. His eyes quickly scanned the area. There were quite a lot of individuals and that would probably be their best bet to find the cure. Sasuke pointed to the people;​

"The swarm of people would be where we find the cure - perhaps it's best we remain unseen."​

Sasuke said as he summons a black coat coming forth through a large poof of smoke and an odd yet fitting sound effect. Sasuke would quickly don the coat, covering himself and his face. Perhaps he wasn't known that well anymore but he wasn't going to take chances. Especially in a crowded place like this. He still had many enemies - especially from his rogue days. He wasn't the kindest then and he wasn't in the mood for a rowdy situation. Though he did want to shake off the rust that had accumulated..​

Nonetheless, grabbing the wooden stick that Lena made for him, Sasuke would waddle forward and gesture his arm for Lena to follow. Oddly coming of as a normal citizen in appearance and posture, something akin hermit from the mountains. Sasuke couldn't help but crack a grin - what would Itachi have said about him getting along with others. The time for change was here and Sasuke couldn't help but wonder, what this cure would be like and where it all originated from.​

"Say Lena - do you think there is something bigger at play here?"​

He asked, his eyes now focused and his jaws clenched. He hadn't actually given it much thought until now.​

Lena didn't bother changing into a disguise, she didn't think she needed it but whatever Sasuke wanted to do to feel more secure she would not oppose him covering up. She remained a sight to behold.

"If you met the child you'd fully believe that there was, it wasn't a normal child that gave off such power. Whatever it is, it's going to attract good and bad people who'll want to use it for their own agendas. Luckily at the moment it is in the hands of a man that seems to be a good person, a good person with a target on their back. With the whole Tiamat Saga and now this, the two are undoubtedly related in some way."

She had to be careful what she said, how did she know Sasuke wasn't faking these pleasantries just to get closer to the child and potentially harm it? Though if he was faking it, he was a good actor. She approached the crowd with him, hoping they'd get seen pretty quickly and that Sasuke would get the treatment he needs. It was going to be interesting to be before him from then on she felt, an Uchiha up to full power like her - maybe stronger.

 

[Detective L]

Lena didn't bother changing into a disguise, she didn't think she needed it but whatever Sasuke wanted to do to feel more secure she would not oppose him covering up. She remained a sight to behold.

"If you met the child you'd fully believe that there was, it wasn't a normal child that gave off such power. Whatever it is, it's going to attract good and bad people who'll want to use it for their own agendas. Luckily at the moment it is in the hands of a man that seems to be a good person, a good person with a target on their back. With the whole Tiamat Saga and now this, the two are undoubtedly related in some way."

She had to be careful what she said, how did she know Sasuke wasn't faking these pleasantries just to get closer to the child and potentially harm it? Though if he was faking it, he was a good actor. She approached the crowd with him, hoping they'd get seen pretty quickly and that Sasuke would get the treatment he needs. It was going to be interesting to be before him from then on she felt, an Uchiha up to full power like her - maybe stronger.

One name stood out among the rest.

"Tiamat?"

Sasuke asked, as they approached the people. It seems there were indeed powerful forces at work. The last time Sasuke roamed the world, not much was going on and things were heading to a peaceful conclusion. He couldn't help but wonder how his presence might have altered things - if staying a recluse was the best move. But nonetheless, he pressed on. The more information he got, the better. Lena was helpful and Sasuke was sure she'd be a good ally should things take a darker turn. His eyes scanned the environment, but from the looks of things, it was just ordinary people so far.
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