Kioshi's father continued to bring him down to the bunker every day after that. Once he had a few hours of training, his father would then return him to the house.
The first week was spent on increasing his speed and strength. This was accomplished by exercising physically and filling his muscles with chakra.
The next week Kioshi learned how to strengthen his skin.
Every morning his father would ask if he wanted to train, and every day he portrayed his eagerness.
It took Kioshi a month to learn all the basic aspects of body enhancement. His father then asked what he wanted to learn next.
His first choice was to learn Kenjutsu. This consisted of techniques related to the sword.
His second option was to learn hand seals. His father admitted that he didn't know a lot, but could teach him a few signs.
His third option was to learn written seals. In this, his father was very skilled.
And his fourth option was to learn taijutsu, which was basically hand-to-hand combat.
A picture of a sword, hand, written seal, and two stick people fighting was laid out so that he could point to which one he wanted. Kioshi still couldn't pronounce words well or explain anything in an advanced vocabulary. His father knew this, which is why he tried to make things easier when possible.
Kioshi didn't pick any of them. He thought they all sounded good, but none of them was what he really wanted to do.
For the past month, the boy found himself continually thinking about his eyes and the number of chakra channels that surrounded them. Pushing chakra into every other part of his body day after day, he often wondered what would happen if he pushed chakra into his eyes. His father had never asked him to do it.
Kioshi decided he had to try. If he really had a Dojutsu, then the mysteries it held were bound to be useful and fascinating. His father had made it very clear that he wasn't allowed to use chakra outside of the bunker. It was dangerous apparently. So he had to do it here.
He closed his eyes and concentrated on the chakra channels surrounding the two organs. His father had asked him what he wanted to do, so he was going to show him. Using increasing pressure, he pushed the chakra from the larger channels around his eyes into the smaller branching ones.
"Kioshi…what are you doing?" His father asked a bit tentatively, feeling the chakra level shift. Kioshi ignored him. He could feel the chakra now fully infused in his eyes, and he opened them, looking around the bunker.
What he saw was…disappointing. Everything looked the same.
His father's expression, however, changed. The man was staring at him wide-eyed. "Kioshi, your eyes… They are glowing!"
Huh? Okay, so something did happen. His father's reaction confirmed that whatever was happening wasn't normal. Maybe his eyes did have an ability. They just needed more chakra.
To test his theory, Kioshi pushed more chakra into his eyes. As he did, to his great joy, purple and red wisps of light began to swirl out from his vision. Success! His joy quickly turned into panic, when he realized that colorful wisps were headed straight for his father. Kioshi quickly cut off his chakra before the technique could cause damage.
The young boy cringed. That had been close! He then tentatively looked down at the ground, wondering what his father would say. Hopefully, he would get permission to do it again.
"Kioshi… Did you see something?" His father asked, sounding wary, but curious.
Kioshi bit his lip and figured he should answer. "Wight, I sswa wight." He said, hoping his father wasn't mad. He had tried the technique without permission, and it had nearly gotten out of control.
"You saw light?" his father translated.
Kioshi nodded. Stupid baby mouth.
The tone of the question then hit the boy as odd. His father sounded truly puzzled. The man wasn't simply asking to see if they had seen the same thing. Weren't the purple and red wisps visible? They almost hit his father in the face!
The room was silent for a minute. Then his father spoke. "Kioshi have you ever tried doing that before?"
Kioshi quickly shook his head, seeing the hint of reprimand. He'd never done it outside the bunker.
His father sighed in relief, satisfied with the answer, then said a bit hesitantly. "Do you want to try doing it again?"
Kioshi nodded, smiling.
The man scratched his chin. "Okay, but be careful. This is something new for me, so I won't be able to help you. "
Kioshi nodded again. He knew that his eyes were unique. He was prepared to figure things out.
For the next hour, he practiced pushing out purple and red wisps of light from his eyes. They were beautiful, and he wondered at their purpose. If he kept up a steady pressure, one red and one purple wisp would flow out of each eye in long unending ribbons. If he decreased the pressure slightly then the wisps would break off but would continue to swirl around. When Kioshi stopped pushing chakra into his eyes, the wisps would disperse.
Kioshi discovered that he could direct a wisp's movement with his mind. Kioshi made two new wisps and directed one to touch his palm. The ribbon caused a slight tingle but otherwise did nothing. It was translucent and passed straight through his flesh.
Curious, Kioshi directed the same light ribbon to touch his father and found that the energy also did nothing major. I did cause the man to flinch through, so the boy assumed that the man felt something.
His father so far had let him experiment without asking questions. His father didn't track the wisps movement with his eyes, but the man would shift away slightly when they came close.
After a while, Kioshi's chakra became exhausted, and the boy deactivated his eyes.
His father then took him back to the house.
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Months passed, and Kioshi spent a lot of that time in frustration. He still couldn't figure out the purpose of his Dojutsu. So far he had been able to create and direct up to forty wisps of light at once, but they didn't do anything.
He discovered that red and purple wisps could be made one at a time if he didn't want to make both colors. Directing and enhancing chakra to only the red portion of his eye would result in creating red wisps, and directing and enhancing chakra to only the purple portion of his eye would result in creating purple wisps.
His father had brought down a hand mirror so that Kioshi could see what his eyes were doing. When he made red wisps, the red part of his iris glowed brighter, and when he made purple wisps, that purple part of his iris glowed brighter. His eyes would brightly glow until the wisp broke off, then his eyes would just faintly glow.
Kioshi sighed. Both colors seemed to have the same effect: Having the ability to pass through things and only causing a faint tingle when they did so. Kioshi felt like there had to be something more. If all his Dojustsu could do was create dancing light, then it had to be the lamest one in existence.
Kioshi's father started teaching him Kenjutsu when he wasn't experimenting with his eyes. This helped ease the frustration.
The small boy learned the basic defenses and strikes using a metal rod. His father was a Samurai swordmaster. Kioshi was only three years old, but despite his age and size, his sword skills were getting formidable. He could now slash, block and flip around like an awesome minny acrobat. Kioshi often imagined he looked like Yoda.
Chakra made things so much easier He could run faster, jump higher, and hit harder than he ever had in his past life.
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Time passed, and the day came when he finally made a breakthrough on his Dojustu. He had almost given up on it at this point but enjoyed guiding the ribbons of light around in different patterns for entertainment.
It was when he was making one of these ribbons do a quick backflip, that something unlocked, the speed and motion causing Charka to rush into the wisp. It was like a shield around it had been lifted. Kioshi had tried many times in the past to increase a wisps' chakra level, but pushing more chakra into his eyes only made a wisp appear or move around faster. It did nothing to the light's density.
With this motion, however, the wisp literally sucked energy out of him and became brighter and more solid. It sizzled with sound, and the circling ribbon filled out into a solid glowing disk.
The shock of the bright manifestation broke Kioshi's concentration and the technique dispersed. The sound of a scraping chair turned the boy's attention toward his father and saw that the man was now staring at the place where the technique had been.
For months his father had let him practice his Dojustsu while the man had read or wrote on scrolls nearby. Up to this point, the man had never given any indication of seeing anything. It seemed like it was different this time.
"What was that Kioshi?" The man asked. His father rose from his chair and came over to him. "Do it again."
Kioshi nodded, twirling one of his wisps in the same backflip motion. Chakra rushed into the wisp and it flared again into a bright twirling disk.
It was no fluke. Kioshi his heart could nearly soar. After months of struggling, he had finally managed a breakthrough! The energy disk vibrated strongly in the room, and Kioshi could feel a large drain in his Chakra. He ended the technique before it made him pass out.
His father congratulated him, and Kioshi smiled brightly. He wondered at the disk's abilities but would need to gather more energy. Chakra replenished naturally with time.
Seeing that his son's chakra reserve was depleted, Kioshi's father took him back to the house.
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The next day Kioshi began experimenting again. His father told him that he should wait to practice the technique a bit more before they interacted with the energy.
Kioshi agreed and spent a week practicing creating and moving the energy disks around. He found that the glowing disks could be created in many different sizes. Shorter wisps of light created smaller disks, and longer wisps of light created larger disks. The length of a wisp equaled a disk's circumference
Smaller disks sucked up a lot less energy than large ones. For most of his experiments, he made small ones.
In his experiments, he discovered that red wisps only activated when he flipped them clockwise, and purple wisps only activated when he flipped them counterclockwise. You also had to flip them at a certain speed, or else they wouldn't activate.
No wonder it had taken so long! All this technicality was hard to learn with no instruction. It would have been simple otherwise. But that was the price of learning something new.
With new determination, Kioshi tried many other different patterns and speeds to see if there were any other reactions. So far, no luck.
After a week, his father brought down a stick, rock, and a bottle of water to start interacting with the energy. His father had said that the entire bunker was lined with seals that would absorb any charka that hit it, so they didn't need to worry about the room collapsing. It didn't exactly make the boy feel better.
What did his father think would happen?
His father was the one who was going to test the energy and it was Kioshi's job to listen and do what his father told him. Starting off, his father told him to create a small energy disk.
The man hadn't specified what color, so Kioshi made a small red one about the size of a quarter. His father reached forward with the stick and touched it.
The disk was solid. The stick rested on the thin edge and didn't pass through. The disk also didn't cut, melt, or explode the wood. Curious, his father told him to rotate the disk horizontally. Kioshi did so, and his father poured water onto the small flat surface. The water ran off like it was poured on a floating coin.
His father then tentatively touched the disk with his finger. When it didn't do anything he put his entire palm on the disk and pressed down.
The disk didn't budge. The man then proceeded to jerk, hang, and then slam the energy with chakra-infused fists. The disk remained where it was, unharmed, floating brightly in the air.
Kioshi was fascinated. He hadn't felt any strain when his father had done those things.
His father looked fascinated too. "Well, this is definitely interesting…"
His father stared at the red twirling piece of energy for a moment, then broke out of his thoughts. "Okay, I think that's enough for this one. Why don't you make a purple one. Same size."
Kioshi nodded, cutting off his chakra to the red disk and creating a purple one in its place. His father then proceeded to do the same thing as before, starting out by resting the stick on the edge.
The result was very different. Instead of the energy stopping the thick wood, it sliced right through it like a spinning saw blade. His father backed up a step, grinning. "Oohh.. That's sharp." he said "I couldn't feel any resistance."
Kioshi couldn't revel in the joy, however, as he was suddenly plagued with a new awareness. It was like a sliver of something lodged in his soul. Ever since he started creating disks, there had been faint feelings of something happening inside him, but this was a lot more prominent.
When his father swiped at the vertical disk horizontally, an even larger chunk of something flared into his awareness. The wood had been cut in half again. Looking at the remaining stick in his father's grip, and then looking around on the floor, he realized that parts that had passed through the small disk of energy were nowhere to be seen.
This energy did cut things. It disintegrated them. Or absorbed them…
At this last thought, Kioshi thought about the two feelings in his soul. Was it possible that he was somehow aware of the things that this energy absorbed?
His father tossed a rock at the purple energy disk, and the disk bore a donut hole through it, the center of the rock disappearing.
Another piece of matter flared into his consciousness, this time different. Kioshi sighed. Should he tell his father about this? He still couldn't talk very well, and he didn't fully know what was going on himself. The new awareness didn't seem to be causing him any pain or ill effects, so Kioshi let his father continue with the experiments.
The purple disk absorbed anything it touched.
Kioshi's father had him make a bigger purple disk so that he could stab one of the now shorter sticks into it. They found that the stick got stuck in the energy. You could push it forward, but you couldn't pull it back. This was how they both concluded that the energy absorbed matter. It didn't disintegrate it. If the energy disintegrated things, then the stick would break off.
The only way to remove the stick was to stop the technique. This would result in the visible part of the stick being sliced away from the absorbed part.
"Well, I'm glad that I didn't stick my finger in there." his father said wryly. "That's one nasty trap…"
Kioshi nodded in agreement.
"I trust you are smart enough not to touch this, right?"
Kioshi nodded.
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The next day, Kioshi meditated. The feelings in his soul yesterday were a mystery he was determined to figure out. He knew it had something to do with his Dojustsu because the feelings only appeared when his eyes were activated.
Luckily, his father didn't question his actions. Kioshi simply said that he wanted to think about his eyes and the man had nodded. Meditation was a common thing they both did.
He pushed Chakra into his eyes while focusing deep inside himself. A new expanse opened up and a bundle of different signatures flared into life. Kioshi focused on the signatures and followed them until he entered a large golden realm.
Kioshi could see things in himself when he concentrated. It was like seeing with actual eyes. The boy didn't know if this was a common thing in this world, but it was amazing.
What he saw was an endless expanse of gold. In this golden matter floated hundreds of clear cylinder bubbles. Zooming in he saw that almost all of the bubbles were empty, but a few had things inside. These were the bubbles with the strong signatures.
One bubble had a thin slice of wood, a chunk of wood, a chunk of rock, and a splash of water inside. One bubble had a 3-inch stick. And another bubble had other things that his purple energy had absorbed.
Focusing further he saw that each bubble had a plain red and purple disk attached to it. A red disk was on one side and a purple disk was on the other, the bubbles looking like cylinder test tubes with a bottom and top lid. There were short cylinders and long cylinders. The circumference of each cylinder also varied.
Kioshi theorized that a cylinder bubble was made each time he created a disk. Anything that was absorbed by the same disk was in the same bubble. Larger disks made larger bubbles and smaller disks made smaller bubbles.
The length of a bubble had to be the length of time a disk was active.
Kioshi concluded all this since objects in each bubble seemed to be laid out in a timeline. Objects were stretched out or compacted depending on how fast they had entered the realm.
What would creating a bubble in real-time look like? Was it possible to focus on both disk creation and the golden realm at the same time?
Opening his eyes, he kept his mind centered on the spiritual space and created a purple wisp. It worked! In his mind's eye, he could see the golden realm, and with his physical eyes, he could see the outside world.
Focusing on the golden realm he saw that when he made the purple wisp, a plain purple disk formed in the center of the golden realm, just like the plain purple disks on the end of each bubble. Only this one wasn't attached to anything. Curious, Kioshi stopped the technique. When the purple wisp in the bunker disappeared, the purple disk in the golden realm did as well.
Kioshi made a shorter purple wisp. This caused a smaller purple disk to appear in the golden realm. The boy then made a long purple wisp. As the wisp came out of his eyes, another purple circle started to appear next to the first one, getting larger and larger. When Kioshi broke off the wisp from his eyes to flow around the room, the circle stopped growing.
It seemed like longer wisps made larger disks, just like they did in the physical realm. The only difference was that he didn't have to twirl the wisp to make it.
Kioshi wondered what would happen if he did twirl the wisp in the physical realm. When he did, the corresponding purple disk in the golden realm lit up with energy. Two plain red disks were then pushed out of the glowing purple disk, one coming out the back and one coming out the front. Behind these two red disks, two bubbles then began to expand out in a mirror image Kioshi dispelled the energy disk in the bunker, and in response, the purple energy disk in the golden realm stopped glowing and it split apart, the two mirror bubbles separating from each other.
The result was two brand new cylinder bubbles, each with a purple and red lid. Apparently, an energy disk made two bubbles, not one. It made sense seeing that his disks had two sides.
Kioshi decided to see what would happen when he made a red energy disk. Pushing a red wisp out of his eyes, a red disk started to form in the golden realm. Kioshi released the wisp and then twirled it into swirling energy. The red disk in the golden realm flared with light in response, but nothing else happened.
Kioshi pondered upon it. If the red disk was in the golden realm, then it had to have a purpose.
An idea struck him. What if red disks did the reverse of purple disks. They rotated in opposite directions. If purple disks sucked things into this realm, then maybe the red disks pushed things out!
Kioshi's heart leaped at the possibility.
Focusing, he moved one of the bubbles toward the glowing red disk in the center, turning it so that the red lid of the tube touched the glowing disk.
Nothing happened. Puzzled Kioshi turned the bubble around and touched the purple side to the red glowing disk. Still, nothing happened.
Maybe the two disks touching needed to be the same size? Right now the red lid on the bubble overlapped the glowing red disk slightly. Kioshi looked around and found a bubble that had a slightly smaller circumference. He brought that bubble up to the glowing red disk and touched the red lid to the red glowing disk. This time the red lid was smaller than the glowing disk. This also caused nothing to happen. Just to make sure, Kioshi flipped the bubble around and touched the smaller purple disk to the larger red glowing disk. The result was the same.
By this time, Kioshi was out of Chakra and he had to stop for the day.
The next morning, the boy continued with the experiment.
It took a frustrating amount of time to find a perfect match for the glowing disk he had created, but he finally managed it. Touching the perfectly sized red lid to the red glowing disk, the results were rewarding.
The red lid sunk into the glowing red disk. The bubble then followed like a vacuum tube in a bank slot, sinking in until the purple lid on its other side disappeared.
The bubble was gone. It had worked!
The next day Kioshi started to practice creating energy disks that matched the bubble's lid size. He found that if he focused, bubbles would shimmer once a wisp reached the length that would match them.
Kioshi got rid of a few empty bubble tubes as practice before trying to get rid of a bubble that held objects. The first object bubble that he tried to get rid of was the bubble that held a small slice of wood, a chunk of wood, a chunk of rock, and a splash of water. These were the very first objects that were placed in his soul.
The boy took a deep breath and connected the quarter-size red lid to a quarter-size red glowing disk. The bubble started to sink into the red energy. When the part that held the small slice of wood disappeared from the golden realm, the piece of wood appeared out of the red portal in the bunker.
It was like the small thin piece had never been absorbed. I came out of the bottom edge of the red disk and fell down to the ground. Not long after, the chunk of wood came out, followed by the piece of rock, and then the splash of water, all traveling out horizontally away from Kioshi before gravity took over, falling to the ground.
The objects came out exactly how they had been put in, the time between the objects being the same, the speed, as well as the part of the disk they came out from.
For the next month, Kioshi and his father experimented. The energy disks were portals. It was obvious now. Purple disks were entrance portals, and red disks were exit portals.
One thing they also discovered was that the portals had zero effect on Kioshi. When Kioshi tried to touch a red portal, it had passed right through him. After debating about it for a while, Kioshi's father tentatively allowed him to touch a purple portal as well. The result was the same.
After more experimenting, they realized that portals didn't affect things that held Kioshi's DNA. Sticking his hand through a purple portal, Kioshi's arm would appear unclothed on the other side, his sleeve stuck in the portal. Dirt and any other things Kioshi held would also disappear, but his hand and arm would be fine. This included hair and fingernails.
The portal, however, did affect Kioshi's chakra. A red portal would push chakra out of the boy's channels, and a purple portal would absorb it. After Kioshi's father realized this, he made Kioshi promise to never go fully into a portal. This would kill him. A person always needed a little bit of chakra to survive.
Kioshi nodded, swallowing, thankful that his father was with him. If he had been experimenting alone he might have done just that.
Deciding to be much more cautious from now on, he continued experimenting.
The portals had many uses.
To start, a red portal could be used as either a shield or a lifting device. The red energy didn't seem to be affected by gravity or any outside force, and Kioshi could move it around in the air with this mind. As long as Kioshi wore shoes, he could stand and float around on a red portal. He could also lift heavy things or block powerful attacks.
That wasn't all. Kioshi realized that a red portal could also be used offensively. Anything that was thrown into a purple portal could later appear out of a red portal of the same size. This meant that if he threw a knife or acid into a purple portal, a red portal could send the thing out as an attack.
The purple portal in turn could be used to trap or store things. It could also act as a tunnel creator or a saw blade.
The Dojustsu portals had two downsides though.
The first is that the golden realm had a limit to what it could hold. The golden space was large, but it wasn't endless. If he zoomed out he could see that it had an edge. This meant that he had to keep up the practice of constantly removing bubbles that he didn't want or need. It was tedious.
The other downside was the amount of chakra the portals consumed. His father said that the portals were a high-level technique and that they should be used sparingly, especially until he got older and his chakra level increased. To be more balanced, it was good for him to learn other techniques that required less energy.
Kioshi agreed and started focusing solely on learning Kenjutsu. His father also began to teach him Taijutsu and other things.
The training continued at a steady constant pace. Kioshi enjoyed the feeling of becoming stronger, faster, and more skilled with each passing day. His life was peaceful and simple.
A year later, everything changed.
