June's POV:
I still couldn't manifest blue outside of my body. Something felt odd, everything down to the edges of my vessel felt off.
My eyes stared at Ashura, the old man who was keeping a promise, as a result of training me, although I still don't know who made him make that promise.
Ashura's Cursed energy hovers around his body like an outline, the color of a faint green.
"I am curious June. How do you see things from your perspective? Not many know how a six-eyes user sees things." He asked, curiously.
His question made me enthusiastic to reply... but I don't know how to explain it to him. "Well, I don't know how to explain it myself, but I can give the general Idea." I paused to think of a word that could simplify things. "It's overwhelming."
"Haven't you been aware of this since you were a kid?" Ashura looks up from his tea, his eyes narrowing.
"No, I didn't take notice of this until I was taken to the Null Void. Everything became so clear, I thought that the Cursed energy there was so dense, that I could see it flowing around in the air." I explained to him.
"Interesting. It seems that this pair of eyes has been dormant since you were a child."
I just turned 14, and last month I was here. It may be true that his assumption is correct, after all, I needed a way to survive in the Null Void. That might have triggered my eyes to function.
"I noticed something about your body..." Ashura spoke in a serious tone.
"What is it about my body ?" I asked in concern.
"Stand up and put your right hand out," Ashura instructed as he stood up with grace. I followed his instructions, rising on my feet.
He stretched his hands to one of the maids who stood under a tree to bring him something that appeared to be a Kitana.
My eyes kept on the radar... I wonder what he's doing ----
Slash!!
Ahhhhhhh!!!
I fall to the ground as my arm pumps out a serious amount of blood from my severed limb. But in an instant...
Group!!!
The sound of my limb in construction was gruesome, my arm had already grown back. I couldn't contain my surprise as my eyes grew wide.
"Whaa... How is that possible?" I murmured under my breath, looking at the fresh limb of my arm, grasping my fingers. I look to Ashura who has his eyes narrowed, almost making his eyes less visible.
"It seems like you have... Some kind of auto-healing ability. No, that's not it."
Ashura explained his assumptions to me. "Hold on, this isn't Reversed cursed technique?"
"It is..." He turned around and chuckled. "... That's reversed cursed technique, it may be a result of you being exposed to raw Negative Energy in the Null Void and something with your eyes... Do you know how to perform RCT?"
I looked down at my hand as I thought about what he said. "Yeah, I was constantly attacked by grade one curses, luckily for me I didn't meet a special grade... In all my encounters, I usually ran away to escape them, only facing one." I remember my first fight with a special grade when I just arrived.
"A grade one huh? That's rather impressive that you didn't die." Ashura mocked me in a tone of familiarity.
I repeatedly used RCT on myself to close up any injuries. This might be a result of my eyes of Anubis or the false six eyes. It might have grasped my continuous use of cursed energy on my body, turning it into an auto repair technique... Although I do feel exhausted, RCT usually burns up a lot Of CE.
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In the house up the hills, old man Ashura sat on the back with his cup of sugar-killed tea in his hands.
I on the other hand was done with training for today, my joints in my body have been aching due to the relentless strikes of old man Ashura.
My eyes seem to have drastically made a huge improvement, seeing everything so sharp in quality, and the flow of cursed energy is overwhelming. My eye bags grew tired, darkening from my active eyes... But the problem is I can't turn it off even if I want to.
I found myself rampaging through the Library, the shelf contained hundreds of books. My choice wasn't decided yet but I drew out an old book.
I settled on the chair that was at the other side of the room, blowing the dust off of the book and and revealing the title more clearly.
Arts of Oda. I arched my brows at the name of the title but opened the book nevertheless. The table of contents was filled with a lot of topics varying from the simplicity of Cursed Energy, the culture associated with cursed energy, and... Hey what is this?
Fuji's white flames? My glowing purple eyes help with the dark room illuminating the pages of the book which I could already see sharply.
This technique involves summoning a burst of white flames, by making a binding vow with the vengeful spirit of Fuji, thus taking a quarter of the Cursed energy the user possesses. What makes this technique effective is that the flames burn at will, never to be put out until the user wants to.
'Sounds cool and dangerous' I thought to myself. I knew am not fooling anyone, I was still gonna learn this technique.
That is after I get some rest for the day.
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I sat under a tree, the shade shielding from the sun. Old man Ashura sipped on his sweetened tea quietly.
I gave up trying to create a blue, something I've struggling with since last month. "It's impossible for me to create blue, I can feel it, but it doesn't just come out."
Ashura looks up from his coffee. "Perhaps we're doing things the wrong way. Maybe you have a technique different but similar to it." Ashur drops his cup of tea as he locked eyes with me.
"Why don't you try using your own technique." He said folding his arms. "Feel the most possible outcome of cursed energy you can achieve, what strikes the vessel of cursed energy within your body."
I closed my eyes to feel the edges of my vessel within my body clashing, I already have almost perfect control of CE within my body, knowing how to make use of falling blossom emotion.
"The stomach area holds more amounts of cursed energy within the body. Try withdrawal from that area." Ashura suggested, stroking his jaw.
I focused on my torso, leading the calm flow of cursed energy to my finger tip. Suddenly I felt...
... I felt.
... I felt
... All possibilities.
I opened my eyes to see a purple sphere emanating in my hand. "I did it!! Old man Ashura..." But suddenly the purple sphere had a little rift, from the lack of my focus at the moment.
"Hey, look kid. You better discard that..." Ashura couldn't finish bis sentence, as the purple sphere exploded.
Boom!!!
Covering my hands and eyes, Ashura quickly activated his technique, with his fast movements he could react and escape the vicinity of the explosion the purple sphere caused.
The purple grew larger and it size covered anything and everything in its part, I on the other hand was swallowed by this phenomenon.
Third person POV:
The aftermath of the purple manifested by June was awestruck, as it was something to be trifled with for its destructive power. Destroying both the temple grounds and taking half of the mountain top with it, June's body covered in burns from his own technique, but due to his own CE used for the technique, he was less injured.
"You did good kid." June snapped his head to Ashura who sat on a bunch of rumble. "But at what cost?" Ashura said as he scanned the area taking in the destructive nature of June's technique.
"That's enough for today." Ashura said as ge made his way down the mountain. June looked at the destroyed area, the temple that stood here was gone like it never existed.
"Purple?"