His mind spread out endlessly, his soul moving about and worming its way through the village. He felt his inner senses move out from him, scanning over everything that rested within the sinewy grip of the tiny tendrils of chakra that the man sent out. His mind flowed freely as he emptied it, spilling out its contents out into the outside world, out into the streets, out into the alleyways, out into the lawns and yards and houses of the residents of the Village Hidden in the Mist. His senses flowed freely as he focused harder and harder, extending his grasp farther and farther away from himself. He sat still, cross legged and focusing intently upon his current goal.
As his mind wandered away from his body, his chakra flowing about the village mixed with his senses, he was feeling a large amount of information through the extension of himself, feeling the shape of a house down the block, feeling the flowers in the garden of a nearby outdoor area, touching and tasting the water that hung in small pools at the feet of the countless pedestrians who were on their ways about the village, hustling and bustling to and fro in their daily lives. The man who sat cross legged felt all of it, knew all of it, was in the current process of sensing all of it. He was focusing intently on expanding the range of his unique gift, feeling out the inner activities of the village as he simply sat, hidden away from prying eyes.
As was focusing more and more intently he was simultaneously shutting out some of his other senses. He was feeling his ears shut out slightly, he was noticing as his sense of taste faded almost entirely, he could notice his sense of smell weakening as he poured his energies into his current pursuit, he could feel as his sense of touch and feeling moved away from his body and focused more and more powerfully into the life force he had sent out and about into the village. He felt as his mind began to empty out as he simultaneously felt his senses filter out into the village. The more and more he focused the more and more he could feel and see and taste everything out in the village proper.
He decided that it was probably in his best interest to simply refine and alter his technique, moving away from a more simplistic and less complicated tendril like system that he had been using previously and focusing instead on using a new method for focusing his techniques out of his body and into the surrounding world. His chakra warped and fluctuated in his body as he molded it, feeling about for the perfect way to project his will out towards his surroundings. After a time of trying he finally had succeeded in refining his chakra into a kind of large sheet formed entirely around himself and sent out in a kind of pulse like pattern. He thought briefly of bats and their ilk, locating their prey with a kind of echolocation. However, his newly crafted version would not require the initial pulse to return to him as his senses were and had been tied to the chakra the entire time.
Continuing on, he felt about, noticing that such a technique as he had just crafted could very well simply broadcast his current location to any manner of enemies or evildoers. He contemplated this risk for a time, thinking about how he could best combat such an apparently obvious flaw in his otherwise gloriously fantastic technique that he had just gone through all the trouble to make and learn in such a short span of time. While he was sitting and thinking on this matter of the utmost importance he allowed his sensory chakra to simply float about absently about his person, filling the small space around him as he kept his mind turned inward to inspect his inner thoughts about how best to remedy the current predicament that he was currently finding himself in.
And then, as he was simply sitting cross legged and thinking, wrapped up deeply in his own thoughts, he took notice of something interesting and different than what he had been focusing on previous to this particular moment in time. While it was true that he was still passively sensing the area that was immediately around him, still acutely aware of every nook and cranny in the walls and floors of the small area he had currently found himself inside of, he began to slowly but surely take notice of the thin veil of chakra with which he had previously surrounded himself. Here, surrounding him for the time being, rested the most obvious solution to his currently predicament. Certainly he could use some of this sensory chakra and engineer it in such a way to combat opposing sensory types who may want to spy upon him.
And so he began molding and remolding this energy that he had surrounded himself with just a short while ago. At first he simply extended it about himself, moving it out like a vast mist to encompass and engulf the area immediately around him, extending it out of the small space in which he had placed himself and letting it extend outward into the outside world. This seemed as good of an idea as any, extending a concealing veil of charka out from himself in which he would be able to hide himself. He sat rather quite still, now enshrouded in this thin blanket of concealing chakra before he added more to it, thickening it and raising the intensity of the energy with which he hid himself. This too seemed as though there would need to be some kind of extra oomph to the technique. He thought before he decided that the best idea would be to use his fine chakra control to rapidly move the chakra around him in an attempt to cause it to act as some kind of jammer, effectively destroying incoming sensory skills and allowing him to truly hide within the chaotic blanket under which he would hide himself.
And now he moved on to something entirely and utterly different, settling instead upon a kind of personal and inexplicable vendetta that he had. He could not place why he felt the way that he currently did but her certainly harbored a couple of certain feelings given from a power higher than himself towards what sort of abilities would be certain to be the most important and impactful for him. In this particular instance he felt that he was in desperate need of a way to combat the rampant users of certain techniques that gave them particularly prying eyes capable to perceiving the very energy that he used to enact his unique brand of combat. And thus he decided that he would most certainly be learning and creating some kind of way in which he could combat this pesky little thing and appease the little voice in his head.
He thought about it for quite a while, meditating upon what would prove to be the most effective way by which to combat these little nuisances. It seemed obvious that a simple visual technique would not prove to be the most effective that he could possibly muster and, while he certainly considered the possibility of protecting himself with some kind of jutsu or technique crafted and created from the lighting element that would generate a large amount of light, he ultimately decided that that would probably end up being a less than fantastic idea, particularly in light of the fact that such an intense brightness could very well cause some damage to his own eyes as well. Clearly he needed an ability which would attack only those with these particular ocular gifts and would deliver him from the same negative consequences.
And so he established that the best possible course of action would certainly to be something along the lines of a bright light, much like he had previously decided upon, but rather than generating if from lighting based chakra as may be consistent with his element he would rather create it with a purer form of charka, preventing him from seeing the jutsu in question and instead allowing it only to affect those upon whom it would doubtlessly find itself the most effective. With this new bit of information present in his mind the man had officially decided upon the most effective mechanism by which to craft the particular ability that he currently needed. His hunger for the technique would not rest and so he continued on his work, moving along to the more practical phase of actually implementing the power that he had just thought up only a few moments ago.
He allowed himself a moment’s rest before focusing chakra about his person, moving it in a circular patter much in the same way as he did when he conducted his chakra though a weapon. However, rather than transform the chakra with any kind of element, the man instead used it to create an immensely intense light, easily capable of causing blinding should a person capable of seeing it look upon it for a mere couple seconds.
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