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Jonathan watched the ground shake as he sat atop what would be considered the shoulder of the horrific human shaped apple tree monster his yang ability had crafted, with each stop bringing them closer to the village Jonathan began to pace his yang energy entering the beastly creation.

The young man hoped this would cause the beast to slow as to not cause destruction in the village, but instead to have it walk peacefully to the village centre. This worked quite nicely which was a pleasant surprise, given the ordeal needed to bring the tree here.

With the tree in the centre of the village people looked with mixed emotions, some were terrified perhaps unsurprisingly, others had noticed the bountiful fruit hanging from the tree and looked on hungrily.

Jonathan hopped down from the creature, landing on the ground atop fresh powdered snow, sending it up into the powerful currents of wind that were howling around the market village.

The tree began to shift back from terrifying ent type creature, it's roots digging down into the ground once more, the warmth from the yang energy it emanated caused the snow around it to melt away.

The people finally had sustenance, the apples themselves looked incredibly red now, with a hint of orange in their tough flesh. The tree had reverted completely into a tree now, but it emanated a warmth unlike anything Jonathan had experienced before, the snow around it had melted away, now the snow around the village began to melt as well and even the falling snow seemed to become water before it landed.

This was far above what Jonathan had predicted, he knew that yang release was embodying one of the fundamental building blocks of the universe, but to think it held so much power, Jonathan would need to be responsible with this power at his command.

The village was saved from famine, and the cold in this one fell swoop, the villagers edging slowly to the tree were helped along by Jonathan's kind encouragement.

Everyone who picked an apple and took a bite seemed immediately invigorated, colour returning to their skin as though the warmth of the sun itself had illuminated them, lifting the burden of the dark and the cold away.

Perhaps it was just a state of mind, perhaps on the other hand it was the residual effects of the powerful yang chakra that had permeated the tree to the core. Regardless of the truth, Jonathan was content to see the happy smiling faces around him, this was truly what he wanted, it just took him some soul searching to realise.

People cheered in the streets and Jonathan was overjoyed to see this, but something was wrong, he could feel it. Something was closing in on the market, his byakugan alerted him to this fact, they looked like people but grey and sickly, hundreds of them were approaching the market.

"What on earth?! Everybody quick, get inside your homes and bar the doors and windows we are under attack!" Jonathan yelled as he saw the approaching army, something was wrong with them. They contained chakra but it was dark and cold, it seemed to be an absence of life of yang energy.

"What are these foul beings, I sense no life from them, the living dead?" Jonathan said confused as he walked towards the approaching army of corpses ready to defend the town.

The onslaught began and it was swift and brutal, Jonathan unleashed his powerful gallium element sending a wave of devastating liquid across the encroaching army to brutal effect. They fell to the ground in droves, whatever foul energy that sustained them faltered before the destructive element.

Jonathan thought it may be over for a moment, that they would retreat, a foolish hope. The beings all stopped in front of him frozen to the spot suddenly. The synchronization was pinpoint and incredibly eerie, then they began making handseals and that was truly worrisome.

The corpses released a chilling wave of ice in unison, at least ice is what it looked like but it was dark and cloudy as though the water that froze was somehow corrupted. Jonathan didn't have time to think further on the dynamics behind this, he needed to act quickly or the village and the tree could be destroyed.

Jonathan swiftly strung several seals, summoning up his blazing lightning release abilities, if anything could defeat this dark ice it was the combination of both fire and lightning.

With a thunderous cracking of the air the two waves of energy met in the air, the sky itself seemed to split open between the two opposing forces, the light on one side and the dark on the other. This was a battle as old as time itself and somehow entirely new, when the two blasts dispersed the true battle began.

Smoke hung in the air between the army of corpses and Jonathan, neither side had won the jutsu clash, but Jonathan had the advantage now, at least he hoped.

With the smoke in the air from the huge collision of jutsu, the only one who could see was Jonathan, now he leapt in close to these creatures what he saw shocked him. These corpses were completely inverted in regards to the chakra circulatory system, with all their tenketsu being on the mirrored side, this certainly threw Jonathan off for a moment as he assumed a gentle fist stance.

"Ahhhhhhhta!" Jonathan yelled as he unleashed his strikes, each one targeting lethal convergence points of the circulatory system or vital organs, assuming these corpses relied on them to some degree.

These assumptions seemed safe as scores of the creatures fell beneath Jonathan's lethal taijutsu talents, though Jonathan was chipped away at the whole time. Claw like nails took strips of his flesh away, rabid feral bites, punches, tackles, and dozens of other attacks rained down on him. Though each strike was weak the culmination of them was wearing Jonathan down, his outfit was tattered and blood oozed freely from many open wounds.

Indomitable, that was perhaps the best word to describe Jonathan, despite the huge injuries he continued fighting back, until it was just him and one corpse left, as each one fell this one seemed to become faster and stronger. Prime, this must be the prime corpse Jonathan thought to himself.

"What, what are you. Why are you attacking these people!" Jonathan said between ragged gasps for breath, the corners of his vision were starting to blur now and things were sliding in and out of focus.

Surrender was not an option, neither was failure. Jonathan drew himself up to his full height and prepared, the creature looked him up and down, with a blank expression, but there was hate behind it's inky black eyes.

Jonathan charged, with barely anything left in him, this would be the end of the fight. Ducking under the corpses razor sharp icy talons Jonathan jammed his finger tips in to two of the corpses tenketsu, but this was the opening he needed. Icy nails raked across Jonathan's torso causing deep wounds, Jonathan retaliated by unloading an immeasurable number of rapid strikes with gentle fist.

Each tenketsu on the corpse was closed one by one, cutting all of it's points off but that wasn't the end, running on raw adrenaline Jonathan continued striking yelling a battle cry as he did.

"Ora ora ora ora ora ora ora ora ora ora ora!!!" Jonathan screamed as blood dripped from him, his hands red raw from striking the enemy with such ferocity. His barrage finally ends as the corpse falls to the floor, a barely recognisable chunk of meat at this point.

Jonathan's vision was blurred as he dragged himself back to the village, he could barely move but he had to get back to safety. Making it back to the tree, he collapsed beneath it's boughs. It seemed this battle was over, Jonathan lost consciousness.

Was the war over though? Only time would tell, as Jonathan rested beneath the warm glow of the tree, the villagers began to venture outside to survey what had happened. They were safe, for now.
 

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Reappearing from his reverse Summon, Hades knew it was time to get moving, as soon as possible. Without a word, Hades spun, walking off in the direction the note told him to go, he hoped he would not encounter any fights along the way, as he planned to save himself for the future

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The clone or Kiriyuin would go after the bounty while the real Kiriyuin disappeared with Magnus. marking on her map her destination, she began her travel.

185>187
187>148
148>149
149>008
008>25

5 hour itinerary
 

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Rest recover and reflect
Explore the history of something

Jonathan awoke in a strange room, his vision was blurry and out of focus. Rubbing his eyes caused a large amount of gunk to be pushed out of them, his byakugan seemingly deactivated and he had slept for an unknown amount of time.

Several blinks later and the room finally came in to focus in earnest, as Jonathan recalled the events that led to this. The nature of those monstrous corpses eluded him, their blows sure stung though

Jonathan felt as those he had been thrown off a mountain, every part of his body ached and he had been covered in bandages, at least the villagers had been saved though.

Jonathan began to try and stand slowly, gingerly he shifted his body, his muscles felt like lumps of stiff lead and had very little spring to them. With a creak of wooden floorboards, Jonathan's body was upright again and immediately he felt his blood pressure drop as stars swirled and his vision clouded.

Collapsing backwards, Jonathan landed on the bed in a heap. Seemed he wasn't ready to stand just yet, he wondered just how badly he had been hurt as he heard footsteps in the building he was in.

In burst one of the older villagers, he had greying hair around the temples and a long ponytail, Jonathan recognised him as one of the traders.

"Just stay in bed young man! You're lucky to be alive, here drink this water slowly." The aged merchant said, leaving a skin of water on the table next to the bed.

Jonathan nodded, thanking the man with a raspy voice as he sipped the water slowly, allowing himself to feel better physically, he was incredibly durable and his recovery time happened to be several times faster than the average man he had met.

Barely an hour passed, with Jonathan back on his feet now and much more stable though he still felt fatigued. The young man knew he had to investigate what had happened and thus he asked the kindly old trader some questions.

Most importantly he saw the beasts seemed to come from the lands he had left, questioning the old man revealed that the area was previously where the dead were buried long ago, they were buried underground but the old man didn't know why.

Jonathan needed further information on the topic but the old man didn't know anymore, however he did point Jonathan to the town hall which contained some historical records. Jonathan thanked the man once more, for all his help, before leaving in the direction of the town hall.

Jonathan arrived at the hall promptly and began to scour the place for information, his fingers sliding over book titles and scrolls as he put everything that mentioned burial sites to one side. With a large amount of scrolls and books piled up, the study process began, Jonathan's eyes danced over the yellowed and worn pages and faded ink.

According to several sources in the documents it seemed many many years ago the dead of the nomadic tribes were buried in that land, the reason however was particularly interesting. Under the ground where the burial sites were located it seemed there was some kind of convergence point of natural energy, this point of convergence was said to keep the bodies of the deceased from decaying for some reason.

Jonathan knew a fair bit about natural energy but he had never seen a phenomenon like this, normally when natural energy entered a person with no control over it, the energy would petrify them. Was this burial ground some kind of natural preservation thanks to the low overall concentration of the energy? Jonathan was unsure of the truth, but the history was fascinating although it seemed the records were inaccurate, whilst Jonathan was there he saw no burial grounds.

This was disconcerting, had the near scrape with war caused this, perhaps however it was just the flow of time that caused the collapse of these chilled catacombs. Jonathan had to discover the answer to these questions, and many more. So it seemed he had to return once more to the dead lands.

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Defeat an lingering undead.


Jonathan marched back to town, he needed supplies to continue his journey to discover what caused this virus, the strange dark water and the dead coming back to life, sure seemed like the end of the world.

Unfortunately, others seemed to have the same thoughts, as Jonathan entered the market he saw stalls destroyed, fires atop thatched houses, and bodies in the street.

"What is going on here?!" Jonathan said indignantly, his byakugan eyes bulging as he scanned the area, spotting several people looting. Many of the townsfolk hid inside their homes while the looters stole everything in sight and seemingly murdered any who tried to stop them.

"Enough of this! You dishonor yourselves with such base brutality!" Jonathan said, charging in to the fray he struck the first bandit he saw on the chin, not even using his gentle fist, he simply wanted the satisfaction of striking the subhuman simpleton.

The man stumbled and hit the ground, his jaw certainly broken, his cowardly compatriots turned to face Jojo with hatred in their eyes, they were crazed and feral and ran at him brandishing their weapons callously without tact.

"Turn away, ye who have wretched souls, lest this be your grave." Jonathan said, he felt his anger bubbling as he recognised the body near him, it was the kindly old man who had saved him and healed his injuries, he was a good man he deserved so much better than this.

The bandits didn't turn away, so be it. Jojo thought to himself as he sped in with a battle cry, his normal refinement lost in a rage, no longer was he using two finger vital point strikes. Taking their place were devastating palm strikes aimed to shatter bones and rupture organs.

Under his brutal assault the bandits fell one by one, some scrambled to flee but Jonathan pursued relentlessly striking them down, they were animals, no worse than that. These men were no different than the soulless undead.

Finally the last one fell, Jonathan walked back to the town, intent on burying his fallen friend, however the sight he was met with made his blood run cold. His friend stood there, blood smeared across him, his neck hanging at an off angle and his eyes devoid of light.

"No, no no NO!!" Jonathan yelled horrified by this turn of events, his friend had somehow become one of the undead, had those bandits somehow infected him? Jonathan was unsure and he was too stricken by grief to think straight.

"I'm, I'm sorry." He said as his throat suddenly felt tight, his eyes began to sting. Jojo knew what must be done, the best he could do was make it quick.

Stepping forward he drew in breath, summoning his might up, he couldn't falter now. A swing came from the undead but Jonathan sidestepped it easily. Closing the gap he drove his two fingertips through the undead man's temple straight to his brain.

Tears rolled down Jojo's face, as he felt the body stiffen once more as rigor set in almost immediately. It was over, for now.
 

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People were slowly emerging from their ramshackle homes as Jonathan carefully lifted the body of the old man up, carrying him to the centre of the town. His eyes were filled with tears, he didn’t need to see the spot clearly to know where he was going, the boughs of the tree he had placed in the village would serve for a fine resting place.

This was the best Jonathan could offer the man who had once given so much more, it was an unfair trade and the fault rested entirely at Jonathan’s feet. Shimogakure was meant to protect the people of these lands, yet since arriving here he had seen little presence of his people.

For now, it seemed, Jonathan would be protecting these lands alone. As he approached the base of the tree Jojo carefully laid his friends corpse beneath it, he could simply tear the ground up with chakra, but it seemed insincere if it was easy. Jonathan grieved for his failings and would atone at least in part by putting real effort into this.
Jonathan found a shovel sat in one of the yards of the homes, not uncommon in an area with such heavy snowfall that was to be sure. However, the shovel was blunted, more in line with moving snow and ice than hard cold dirt, but that was not going to stop him.
Jonathan stepped beneath the boughs, the shade covering him in a darkness as he begins to dig. Cold solid ground met the shovel and resisted greatly as it was rent asunder, sweat beaded around Jonathan’s temples as he dug the poorly equipped tool in to the ground over and over, twisting it and churning the earth in a determined attempt to force nature to bend to naught but his physical ability.

For what seemed like hours, the shovel hit the dirt again and again, until a large hole sat there, big enough to contain a body. Jojo didn’t believe particularly in any religions but he did believe in becoming one with the earth again, he would allow his fallen friend to rest here, that he may watch over those he left behind. Carefully Jonathan would place him in the ground beneath the tree, and begin to shovel the dirt back on, until he was covered completely, Jonathan’s tears vanished as his friend did.

With the man buried, Jonathan set to dealing with the remains of the bandits. Given his experiences with the undead it was entirely possible these bandits could rise up once more, potentially attacking the people of this land in such a state, Jonathan had no clue how this disease or curse worked so he had to be especially sure. Collecting the bodies one by one, Jojo dragged them to the outskirts of the village one by one.

After their actions they deserved no special treatment, their removal was simply for the protection of the people, as he dragged them away Jonathon was sure to empty their pockets of everything stolen, leaving it in a neat pile for the village people to reclaim once they leave their homes. With the corpses dragged to the outskirts, Jojo piled them high one atop the other, paying little attention to their condition as long as they were grouped up.

Finally, with the bodies stacked high Jonathan send a blast of fire over them, igniting the bodies in a roaring inferno. They would take hours to burn completely but the skin, muscles and nerves would be reduced to ashes quickly, preventing any resurrection hopefully. With this done, Jonathan let out a sigh, his work had only just begun. Stood there beside the bodies as they smouldered, Jojo considered his next course of action. The village was safe again for now, but this virus this plague, seemed to be spreading.

Shimogakure laid empty of people, his only recourse was to reach out to others. Perhaps the village that invaded recently had answers, they were in a non-aggression pact now, Jonathan would have to travel there.

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