Nagato Kagutsuchi: The Dawn
The Dawn 3: Cakra and the Sword of Kusanagi
A month had passed since Nagato was treated by Sura. Nagato was currently hearing Sura's explanation on how to control and make the most of the aura.
“You have learned about martial arts and aura from Hyogoro. You're good, Nagato. These two years, I will teach you how to use the knowledge of the Kagutsuchi Clan and control the Ancient Curse of the God of Death.”
Sura explained a little about Tenkai to Nagato. In the Ezzo Continent there were many swordsmen as well as people who could use Tenkai, but were unable to develop his potential perfectly.
Tenkai is the power of the aura to expand the range of the aura around the body and can also be used to strengthen the body's defenses by coated with aura. If one were to use a defensive aura while using Tenkai at the same time then the enveloping aura protecting his body would produce a powerful aura many times that of his usual aura.
“What if I fight against those Holy Water users who are able to use Tenkai. Can I win?” Nagato recalled the times when he was unable to cut off parts of Raido's body. What he was worried about, Magma had also awakened the power of Holy Water. So Nagato tried asking Sura.
“It applies if the person who is stronger than you, has a lower aura understanding than you. But if you study the entire level of aura development, it will make you have more variations of aura attacks. Do not fixate on one aura training only, learn everything.”
After Sura said so. The Deathly Forest felt so calm, Nagato and Sura stared at each other. Nagato was intrigued when Sura told him to control the Ancient Curse of the Death God.
“Hearts Waterfall has great life energy, just like the Heart Cave in the Cakrawyuha Forest.” Sura looked at Nagato who closed his eyes.
It flashed through Nagato's mind the moment he was training with Litha. The Heart Cave is where she and Litha meditated for fourteen days. Those days were in Nagato's heart.
“I remember. How do I heal my paralyzed aura?” Nagato asked as he looked at the clear flowing water.
“Please. I will give stimulation to the connecting points in your body that have been paralyzed.” Sura put her palm on Nagato's back. When his palm was golden in color, Nagato cried out in shock to feel the pain that caused him to gasp for a moment.
“Nagato, my age will not last long. Do you have a purpose in life? I just hope you have a noble purpose in life.” Sura said as she continued to stimulate the aura of Nagato who had been paralyzed. Slowly the lame white and golden colored aura began to open.
Nagato felt his body being wrapped by something invisible. Immediately he focused the aura on his two eyeballs and saw clearly if his aura had returned to its normal state.
“I will go from this continent after killing those people in Azbec it!” The word Nagato refers to the Disaster Organization and Black Madia.
Sura simply smiled before telling Nagato to sit cross-legged. This time he would bring down all the knowledge he had on Nagato.
“Breathing like Sirih and Cakra. You have mastered Sirih Breathing, but you do not yet know about Cakra Breathing.” Sura explained to Nagato that to master the Cakra Breathing must have a strong desire and soul.
Briefly, while practicing the Cakra Breathing, Nagato had to concentrate his soul on one point in order to increase the goal. Just like Satsuma, Takatsugu, Chosu and Sura who survive the sulfur gas poison and wound in the blessing of the Cakra Breathing with the desire of survival. They focused their souls on survival for the sake of their individual ambitions.
Nagato understood the outline and began his basic practice of gradually cultivating fine breathing.
Nagato was cultivating his breathing while calming himself down. Inhaling the pure air of the uncontaminated Deathly Forest and channeling it to all parts of his body.
It didn't take long for Nagato to master the Cakra Breathing. After practicing under the waterfall splash by doing middle horses while processing breathing. Nagato could master the Breathing of the Chakras bit by bit.
Sura felt Nagato had great ambition. Of course he also finds out that Nagato has a heart disease and a curse from the God of Death. If it is time, Sura intends to tell you how to cure Nagato's disease.
Nagato tried to cultivate his breathing while releasing his body aura. He was gradually manipulating the flames as it had been a long time since he had felt the warmth of the flames enveloping his body.
Every human being has innate elements from birth such as fire, water, earth, lightning and wind. But some people are born with strong physical strength and can make bodies as hard as steel and diamonds. Nagato realized that he had to grow stronger. But his obsession to be strong, reminds him of the past.
It had already been six months, and Nagato felt his body could withstand heart disease and the Ancient Curse of the God of Death. Thanks to him focusing his soul on one point is the desire to find answers to the meaning of his life. Nagato felt a difference in his body.
Sura approached Nagato and threw a twig at his grandson. Then he invited Nagato to do a match practice. Nagato's swordsmanship was not bad, even Nagato was very proficient as a swordsman.
When Nagato and Sura started exchanging attacks, Sura could see if Nagato had more sword skills than she had expected.
“I will bring down two swordsmanship padamua. The Tiger Stream and Dragon Stream were two swordsmanship recorded in the Ancient Records. Make sure you learn it and master it. Don't let the fire go out in your generation, Nagato.” Sura gave Nagato an Ancient Note and began demonstrating the Tiger Stream step pattern gradually.
Nagato looked closely and watched the movements after movements that Sura displayed well. Before long Sura stopped moving and regulated her breathing.
“I am old. As expected, this is too much for an aging person. I can die at any time, but I want to see you have a friend, Nagato.” Sura said while processing her breathing to regulate her irregular breathing flow.
Nagato smiled faintly hearing Sura's words. Before long he began training the Tiger Flow step pattern. All the movements that Sura displayed were not too difficult, but there was a warm feeling inside Nagato when he saw Sura teaching him.
Nagato at a glance he remembered Grandpa Hyogoro. Again he clenched his hands together as he was caught in a heartbreaking past.
Soon Sura demonstrated the Dragon Stream to Nagato. This time it was difficult and required a lot of energy. Nagato could see that Sura's abilities were amazing. It was only fitting that many figures in the Kai Empire who respected him even called Sura the Great Master.
Within these six months, Nagato studied every movement of the Tiger Stream and Dragon Stream. When she was fifteen years old, Sura showed Nagato a sword.
“This sword is Kusanagi Sword.” Sura explained briefly that the sword she held had accompanied her journey as a young man.
Nagato recalled the time when Emperor Orochi who was in the form of a Mythical Type Holy Spirit: Yamata No Orochi once said about the Kusanagi Sword.
“I'll give you this sword, Nagato. But on one condition, you should be able to control the Ancient Curse of the God of Death so that your illness does not worsen.” Sura said while looking at the sky. His face was thinking about the past.
“A person named Kagutsuchi Mugen is my biological brother. He went outside the Ezzo Continent and made havoc out there. He was the one who was exposed to the Ancient Curse of the God of Death before you, Nagato. So I just hope you won't end up the same as.” Sura explained something about Kagutsuchi Mugen to Nagato.
“Just relax, I won't let that damn thing take over my body!” Nagato immediately stepped his foot towards the Heart Waterfall to meditate.
Sura smiled at Nagato's confidence. But he was worried about Nagato's condition of never sleeping more than four hours. Even while asleep, Nagato always shouted to call out Litha's name before going on a rampage, destroying the trees that existed in the Deathly Forest. It is ironic to see Nagato's childhood and growth, but Sura can only wish him all the best.
Nagato sat on a flat white rock. He concentrated fully, eliminating all worldly thoughts in his head. Then he focused his attention on one point that is to concentrate fully while processing breathing so that his breathing flow is maintained.
Slowly Nagato heard no sound of insects or animals in the Forest of Death. His consciousness slowly began to reside in his subconscious. Nagato saw endless darkness. The sound of chains being swallowed.
A black-colored gate with a large chain opened slowly before Nagato saw the shadow of a monstrous form.
A creature with a face like a devil, has long white hair with two white horns. When his mouth opened, his teeth were jagged and his tongue was as long as a snake. The monstrous creature was holding a sword that was the shape of a large and long crescent moon. Surrounding his body was a pitch-black aura spreading out.
“During not meeting. Turns out you're still alive after that.” The voice of the Death God Spirit greeted Nagato before the two stared intently at each other.
Nagato looked at the Shinigami who looked different from the last time he met.