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Post by Fushigi Ketsuro on Sept 29, 2013 19:21:13 GMT -5
The clan compound was dark, as always. The flickering candles went out one by one as an ill wind gently washed over the wax and wick. Soon everything was dyed black, and the ritual began.
Each member of the Fushigi quickly completed the needed kata and placed their hands onto the hard wooden floor of their compound. Kanji invisible amongst the black spread to cover the wall and cielings, heralding an explosion of smoke. The sound of a thousand buzzing wings filled the night air as the flies took to the air.
“For the clans of Kumogakure no Sato,” spoke one voice. His hands came together, and the backs of the flies took on a blue hue that shortly faded away. The flies, now touched with the Information Seal, spread outwards to gather information from the village.
“For the newborn Takigakure no Sato,” spoke another voice. He performed the same ritual, and the flies began their travel to Taki no Kuni.
“For the empire of Iwagakure no Sato,” spoke yet another. This voice was the soft timbre of a female. The swarm took off, heading towards the village.
“For the isolationist Amegakure no Sato,” spoke a young voice, almost childlike. Again the ritual was performed, and again the swarm took off.
And finally…
“For my brothers and sisters, for my mother and children,” spoke Fushigi Ketsuro. A fly landed on every member of the clan present, and the rest spread out across the world to discover more of their kinsmen.
“And so the ritual is complete.”
“And so the ritual is complete.
“And so the ritual is complete.
“And so the ritual is complete.”
Ketsuro smiled and stood up, dusting off his hands. “And so the ritual is complete,” he stated plainly, before leaving the compound to begin the rebellion.
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