Chapter | XIV |

Staring at the content, I was at a lost. This was... Not what I expected.

[Hakarshirra's Legacy: Hakashirra is said to be a Daemon in the ancient era. Being a lesser deity, Hakashirra even rivaled the first Hokage, Hashirama Senju. Before his death, the ancient Daemon left his legacy dwelling inside the Cave of Oni, a place creeping with horrors and secrets of the ancient era.

[A group of Buddhist in search of shelter, stumbled upon the Cave of Oni. There, they discovered the Legacy of Hakashirra, and several others. Uncovering the secrets, they deemed the ancient Legacy a threat, a forbbiden power that no one shall get their hands on for the sake of the world. Unlike the rest, the legacy was impossible to burn, only by writing a copy of the Legacy can the other be burned.

[The Buddhists, in search of a worthy, kind, and trustworthy Human, finally found one. Hashirama Senju. Before their invevitable death, the budhhist trust the Legacy to Hashirama Senju. The First Hokage somehow coverted the Legacy into a Justu, but after experimenting with his new invention, the first Hokage immediately deemed it as a forbidden lineage.

[Not being able to burn it down or erase it from existence, the First Hokage created a scroll for the Justu. The Scroll of Sealing. The Scroll was then passed down from generation to generation in order to keep the Jutsu safe under the wings of the other Hokage.

[This Justu allows the user to draw out the power of the ancient Daemon Hakashirra for a as long as their Chakra reserves last. They take his powers according to the limits of their body, along with his vile appearance. However, along with his strength comes his insanity. The longer they stay in his horrific form, the more insane the victim gets. Their body slowly turns into Hakashirra's the more they use the Justu, after finally, being just a vessel for his uprising]

A shiver ran down my spine as I read the description of the Justu. However, a tinge of excitement also flared within me. Maybe... Maybe this is what I need. Maybe this is the opportunity given to me for all the horrors I went through. Maybe... This is my reward.

Even though all my instincts went against my decision, I steeled my will. As I skimmed down to study the signs, I stayed motionless. Instead of signs, there was only a slot.

"Name and Blood... How weird"

There was only a single slot with a colomn. However, there was no ink for me to write. Knowing there was little time until Mizuki came, a wild thought crossed my mind.

I took a sharp rock beside me and cut my forearm, the pain was not much, maybe that's because I was constantly harrased by the civilians. What happened next shocked me to the core. My blood... It was black!

But... How? I took a moment to contemplate. Ah, I see, so even my blood color changed. I sheepishly shook my head. Then, I used my blood, which was coincidentally black as Ink, and wrote my name and placed a drop of blood on the colomn. A few seconds later, a smal circle appeared at the bottom.

I pressed my finger against it, and... The small black circle slowly crept up my arm, I took off my t-shirt. It stopped at my shoulder. Curious, I glanced at the Justu... However, there was not a trace of its existence. Everything, inculding the description was erased as if it was never there.

I closed the scroll, put on my t-shirt and leaned against a tree. A smirk crept up my face. I glanced at my wound... Though, there was none to be seen. It was already closed. Apart from the small traces of blood, there was not a scratch.

"How many goddamn abilities did I get?"

I whispered to myself. First, the upgrade to my senses, then my physical power, my blood color, now this... Healing prowess? How many more do I have? or is that it?