[NW] Jin Mo-Ri - Jaecheondaesong (제천대성)

Six Paths · Apr 9, 2020

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❝I have nothing against you, but I gotta protect the people down there. That is my role.❞

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Name: Jin Mori| 진모리
Nickname: Jaecheondaesong, Sun Wukong, Handsome Monkey King
Gender: Male
Age: 22
Clan: Surgebinders (Radiant)
Blood Type: 0
Birthday: December 20th

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Mori Jin is an individual who has almost the built of a normal shinobi. He is a tall individual, standing at about 6ft above the ground. He has a very athletic built due to his training in martial arts for a long and extended period of time. He has brown eyes, with a very golden colored pupil, a change which was largely influenced by the existence of Prana and communication with the throne for an extended period of time. Jin Mori has spiky brown hair, which even fall over his forehead, which hide a scar of his which he has had since "birth". He is usually seen wearing a sleeping mask over his head, like a pair of sunglasses, due to his extremely lazy demeanor in life. His way of dressing is rather casual, with normal sneakers which he uses as footwear, white shirt, and a coat which he usually ties around his waist. This is normal, day to day clothing, which change highly when he enters a battle. It is at those moments, when he awakens the stage as the Jaecheondaesong.

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Jin is shown to be playful, honest and lighthearted young man that primarily seeks nothing more than a good fight. He is fairly kind and hospitable to strangers, and develops strong bonds of loyalty with his friends. Apparently he is weak against people he has lost to and becoming quite submissive. When angered, Mo-Ri usually carries an expressionless face and will mercilessly beat the person responsible for his anger. Many people who have witnessed his fighting prowess acknowledge his strength and are terrified of ever engaging in battle with him. Despite his tough nature, Mo-Ri was shown to easily tear down when someone mention his parents, thinking they abandoned him in the mountain. Mo-Ri is shown to dislike elemental based combat, believing that you don't have to use others for powers. After regaining his memory into the previous lives he has lived from moving in and out from the throne, Jin Mo-Ri developed a sense of responsibility for those he considered to be his charge, like mostly during his comrades and his friends as he shielded people close to him during the shinobi wars. He also developed regret for his life as the Monkey King, shown when he projecting his past life to those who he deems arrogant. He also seems to be more careful, as he no longer dive in head first to a fight, conserving his energy for a more powerful enemies.

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Village of Birth: Takigakure | 渦潮隠れの里, Takigakure no Sato

Village of Alliance: N/A | 木ノ葉隠れの里, N/A

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Ninja Rank: Jounin

Specialty: Single Handseal Specialist (Wind), Increased Tracking Specialist, Apex Speed Specialist, Lifeline (Increased Health) Renewal Taekwondo.

Elements:
(風遁) Wind Release (Fūton) - Completed
(水遁) Water Release (Suiton) - Completed
(土遁) Earth Release (Doton) - Completed
(火遁) Fire Release (Katon) - Completed
(雷遁) Lightning Release (Raiton) - Completed
(エン)Entropy Release (Entropoton) - Completed
(北極 )Arctic Earth (Hokkyokuton) - Completed

Ninjutsu:
(幻術) Genjutsu (Illusionary Techniques)- Completed
(体術) Taijutsu (Body Techniques)- Completed
(忍術) Ninjutsu (Ninja Techniques)- Completed
(剣術) Kenjutsu (Sword Techniques) - Completed
(蝦蟇) Summoning (Monkeys/Centipedes) - Needs Training
(改戦) Renewal Taekwondo - Creator
(悪魔) Kenmashajin - Completed

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In times I would just stare up at the clouds, asking myself for what it all means. I would glare at th'e gods, demanding a place in their palace. Man, they used to have all the fun. They after all, were the gods. Beautiful and compassionate. Those thoughts couldn’t be more from wrong. I realized that the feeling of the grass on my body was pleasant. Seems as if I have been sitting here for years and years. So often I can’t recall. Maybe in some sort of past life, I know what it felt like. But, as for now, I gotta head back home. Grandpa will be mad. This is not a bad life to live, I will be fully honest. I was raised by one of the strongest people I know. And taught by him as well. My strength is clear and deliberate, and I have proved it various times against children while playing. It feels like their punches are coming at me in slow motion. But, it appears that all fine things end at times. I remember how sad I was at that time. I was still young as hell. And I didn’t want my grand-pa to see me crying. I wouldn’t accept that if it were to happen. After all, I am strong. Strong people don’t cry. I would be proven wrong somewhat later. Well, actually earlier. I DUNNO. This memory thing is just hard to understand. Anyway, I just would find out something different, about strength and who truly makes you strong. Something which everyone needs to learn. The fact that, loss of yourself is scary and maybe a little despairing. But losing someone else, is so much worse. Well, all I have to do after all, is just fight. Fight for those I consider... close.

Times in the academy weren’t that hard, I will be honest. I seemed to get the knack of things very easily. It was weird seeing these people struggle so much with the various things concerning quantum relations. But hey, I guess to each their own. The shinobi academy was even more fun. So many strong people all around. People whom could really pose a fight and a threat to me and my goal. It was hilarious at times. But at others, with the appearance of a blonde large figure, with a dark women right behind, my head would hurt. Unbelievably much. Truly, it seemed as if it was a coincidence at first, but no. They gave me continuous head aches. I guess the only thing I could do, is in some form avoid them. If they had any business, it would come up. Oh, it’s my turn to spar. Han Dae-Wi is about to get it. I didn’t tell you about Dae-Wi? OH, he is one of the guys I am with. He is strong as hell! It’s unbelievable. Along with that, is Mira. She is insanely strong, but her appearance varies too much. One time, she looked like a gorrilla... She better not hear this. And, I AM LOOKING AT HER!

Times seemed to be nice, but it took very little for the turn to become bad. It appears that I was some sort of point of focus for those individuals. Appears that my grandpa hasn’t contacted me for a while. I swear, have they hurt him? I will murder anyone. But, they would make their moves clear very quick. They appeared right before my home. They seemed to have sort of purpose. So, I came with them... I left those I knew behind. Well, there was more to everything. Galahad, the blonde figure, took his time to explain in many ways about what had occurred. They believed that the fallen have a strong journey to power, and Tae-Jin Jin was a key to power for them. After all, he became famous, or rather infamous for the strength that this technique gave him. They always searched for some new form of combat, one to throw the tides, to take over. But, this simply was too much for a small boy to know. I have no idea of what was occurring and don’t want to know. I just want my grandfather back.

There were things I didn’t want to see. Carrying someone’s corpse, as he asked for me to take revenge. People which I seemed to have deep senses of familiarity with. Appears that at times, my dreams of reaching heaven, at times I was right. I was able to go there and reach it. Even tear the powers of heaven to myself. I was a god. I had power.

My staff seemed to break the skies, while the nature was my very servant. However, this is maybe where I made a mistake. Because, while I had something I always wanted, unlimited power, I had nothing else. Emphasis on, nothing else. Essentially, I was alone. I sacrificed people that I didn’t care about, because that wasn’t my focal point. But... I remember I was punished in one form. I had a test. Heaven wanted me to do something. So, it set me up into following a certain path of mine. Well, it seemed like this point of focus wouldn’t last long, as soon enough, we would eventually strike to the individuals who caused all. Jin was kidnapped by an infamous member of clan. A beast clan. He was under the orders of the... former son of Galahad. Even tho, it appeared that he would never truly forget about him, his son maybe wanted this more than anything.

This is outrageous to one point, but I didn’t really care about anyone. I wanted my grandpa. And this is why I was here. I want to know where I come from, desperately, but this was not what I truly desired. Appears as things would end up in blood, as Galahad would strike the head of the snake, toppling an empire. Some might say that he needed to do this, it was a must, but that is simply an excuse. Humans have choices, they could do something else. He could have worked things around. Maybe I am being too idealistic. This thought was when the Centipede struck to attack my brethren. This was something, I could not allow. And it was those moments when I chose what I desired to do. The staff struck, stopping his attack on Dae-Wi... I stood up, the crown forming all around, showing that I was no longer who I believed to be. I might have lost Samjang, and my grandpa... might also be lost. These nations have hatred and gore, but I shall not succumb to those like many before. I shall try my best, to protect those that I love. For, I am no longer the Monkey King... I am just me!

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(体術) Taijutsu

Jin Mori is addicted to his abilities and connection to gaining strength from ones self. He is one of the most dedicated and passionate practicioners of taijutsu. He believes that any other sort of power, which are not his own, are of no real usage. Technique, while very good and useful in many cases, he prefers to solve things through only his set of abilities. Things unique to him, and taught to him by those close. Personal and nor generic to the whole rest. His addiction to Taijutsu allows him to be faster and stronger than the average shinobi, but with the help of one of the strongest Taijutsu users, he took this even one step further. Tae-Jin Jin gave him a fighting style, with which he was able to match even the strongest.

(体術) Renewal Taekwondo

With this fighting style which utilizes earth release weight manipulation and the sudden when the earth returns back the force, he was able to perform a multitude of abilities, which are believed to be, beyond any human capabilities. Mori Jin has enough force in his kicks to devastate the entire surroundings, which if matched with his heaven sent abilities of essentially being a God on his own, it reaches new levels of destruction. This of course, he utilizes only in dire situations and the most powerful, even though capable of destroying entire mountains, they hurt him just as much.