I need more

When Takara had to choose the templates after being aware of his new situation, initially he felt reluctant because all of them shared a dangerous attribute: madness.

The power of a template can be attractive when one enters this world of dangers, but if it drives you crazy in the process, then it doesn't make sense.

Power is good. Power without control? Not so much.

And there were so many types of madness...

He knew most of the characters mentioned from whom he could inherit skills and knowledge, he remembered them from his previous life when they appeared in other series and movies.

He didn't want to become such a sad existence like Simon Petrikov...

He didn't know if it was because he was taking too long to choose or whoever gave him this opportunity read his mind, but suddenly, information flowed through his head and he affirmed with certainty that madness was not hereditary and he would be safe.

Madness was only the common attribute among the characters, the theme, so to speak.

This left him much more relaxed and after reflecting, he decided to select the Nox template.

He had several reasons to choose this character, more after recognizing from his architectural style around him that he was probably in Sunagakure. It was not ideal, but it was what he had received and he should work with that.

The template was perfect to perform as the specialty of this village, a ninja based on puppets. Despite the discrepancies in styles, the energy systems only needed to replace Wakfu with Chakra.

He also knew Nox's story well, so he understood why he had the attribute of madness. Nox wasn't even his real name, something not many people who watched the series knew.

His real name was Noximilian Coxen, originally he was a watchmaker, father of a poor family, taking care of his wife and three children. Although his passion was inventing new types of watches, he didn't make a good living and had several debts to pay.

One day he took his family to the beach to test a new prototype of a watch, but it broke down and his dog, Ígol, ran after him into a strange cave. Noximilian had no choice but to enter to get his dog out, and that's where he found the object he would wish he never had touched.

The Selacube.

Being a watchmaker, he saw the potential of that object from another world, which fascinated him to the point of obsession. He began to spend more and more time in his workshop, creating strange mechanisms and arguing with his wife.

His body grew thinner, his beard grew carelessly, and his eyes sunken.

Before he realized it, his wife took their children to live with her sister on Mayara Island.

Time passed, and Noximilian's condition got worse and worse.

When a man visited him and took him out of his little world, he realized it was too late. His family had left him, and because of Ogrest's Chaos, several islands and towns on the coast were ravaged.

And among those islands destroyed by the big wave, was Mayara Island.

Devastated by the sudden reality, Noximilian set out to remake his destiny and recover his family.

At any cost.

Using the Selacube, he was going to go back in time and fix the watch that was his life.

He just needed energy to feed the artifact, astronomical amounts of pure Wakfu that he collected tirelessly for two hundred years. It didn't matter where from, he accepted to extract it from all the things and beings that had a pinch of the needed energy.

He built machines to help him in the process and studied the intricacies of time, becoming more and more mad, until he became a Xelor, also known as a time mage.

His madness led him to almost exterminate a race and when he felt that the depot was full, he tried to go back home.

Did he manage to go back in time? Indeed, he did.

Two hundred years collecting energy allowed him to go back in time for...

Twenty minutes.

That was a turning point even for a crazy man of over two hundred years, he disappeared after a moment of lucidity, the moment he realized that he could not achieve his goal, nor recover his beloved family.

The noxinas that Takara "invented" were Nox's masterpieces, versatile and useful.

He had some difficulties in adapting the mechanical creations so that instead of extracting the Wakfu, they performed the same functions and more with Chakra, but after managing to capture a woman named Fūka and studying her corpse in secret, he successfully adapted them.

The noxinas also became his base, along with his peculiar puppets.

Curiously, when he began to make his own ninja puppets using Nox's knowledge and skills, along with the information his mother left him and mixing it with the fuinjutsu that Maki taught him, he discovered that each puppet had a trait that he decided to call "affinity", lacking a better word.

If he made puppets similar to those of Sunagakure based on, for example, Sasori's creations, his affinity was almost nonexistent and he had difficulties handling them.

But on the contrary, when he created puppets with "inspiration" from other worlds, his affinity shot up and the puppets almost seemed... alive!

Those with an extraordinarily high affinity value even showed some abilities of their original versions.

Although they were not yet perfect, the materials at his disposal were unsatisfactory with his modest savings and he had ideas to get something better to work with.

His choice proved to be a great success and he managed to make a name for himself that made Maki proud, which for him, made all the effort and nights either carving or welding pieces worthwhile.

And while he was at home, doing maintenance on a piece, there was a knock on his door and he was given the news of Maki's death during her mission.

Takara felt numb.

Maki wouldn't even die after the Fourth Great Ninja War happened.

What happened?

He felt lost for days and took some missions far from the village to think.

He had an idea, a goal to work and live for.

But to carry it out, he would need to collect a large amount of chakra.

His gaze slowly settled on Gaara and his desperation to sleep in peace.

His plan was a success and he got a constant supply of Shukaku's chakra without arousing anyone's suspicions, not even the biju understood what was going on.

But he needed more. He needed better materials.

And he knew exactly where to get both.