The sombre disposition of the befallen brethren to which bequeathed the Uchiha heritage in hopes of atonement for past sins. Tormented from tantilizing reluctance to accept the reality of what inevitably would succumb as sentimental, the long-term effects would only provide a stronger demeanor to manifest within the adolescent. Fabrication of what is perceived as 'genuine' can never be profoundly perceived - sentient matter pulls the curtains over one's eyes and derails their ability to differenciate between blasphemy and the truth foretold with the utmost prominance.. truths that would ultimately twist the cerebral of an already confounded anthropomorphic being into utter calamity. The drive of a hopeless optmist, or perhaps a convoluted tyrant looking to reap the fruits of their reprhensible labor. He'd achieve his allure-- a dearest allure it was~

The heavens wept in remorse for reflective thoughts exuding from the sentient embodiment present within the dreadful confines of deteriorated forestry. Little accompanied physical characteristics, but were by the utmost extent, defined by complimenting phases of decompoisition. Pigmentation of vague greenery and earthen tones alike were little to grow inspired by, and infact, were repulsive. But even so.. the setting appeared to give vibrant representation of those whom became inquisitive as to what embodied his initiative. Miniscule plains elevated in accordance to natural phenomena occurring throughout. Within the detrital setting, stood above all else the focal point of the Uchiiha heritage - the very essence of what the Uchiha could possess beyond recognition. A physique suitable for the precedented age, but misleading in every possible way. Characteristics notable throughout the embodiment alike: elongated ravenous locks swaying in accordance to foreign zepyhrs, and perpetual visionaries keen on retribution for the price Uchiha have paid for Konohagakure's foolish actions. Scarlet pulsated throughout said spectacles and perpetuated symbolism noted by somewhat symmetrical tomoe which situated themselves in proprietary fashion.



Heightened perception and analytical prowess proved itself worthy - seemingly catching an instinctive arbitrary assumption that one had imposed upon the very grounds an advantageous figure dwelled upon. Trifling with the very atmosphere existence remained stern? Scornful of any man to dare oppose a Uchiha, esepcially one of his caliber. Afterall, none could compare to the Uchiha. Genius that anyone of the norm considered appeared ordinary in every conceivable possibility. Existence itself deemed meaingless when stepping to a Uchiha - their value becomes obselete, and attempt to strive for surpassing the essence of perfection. Existentialism such could be defined as, with added contempt for their futile efforts of gaining acknowledgement. It was commonknowledge, if not, constitutional to any sentient shinobi that confronting someone who harbors the constitution of a Uchiha is forever, blasphemous. Unethical. Inconceivable. 'Naught.

A monumental change underwent within the embodiment of what harbored the very entity of cardinal zeal, the unprecedented call that beckoned the wrath of a god - chakra already profound harbored a unique characteristic. Surrounding atmosphere grew rather unorthodox, and eyes so sinistral grew deviously riled. Spontaneous of sorts, the prominent entity manifested through sheer animosity became his requiem - his reprieve to internal sins, the manifestation of a monstrosity derived from the consciousness. Phalanges clenched under the spontaneous physiological metapmorphosis, and the initiative to end the sentient life prospered by a foolish mortal were to ensue.

OOC: Forgive me if this is small, I'm abit tired, so if we may postpone until I wake up tommorow I will post again.

- The Uchiha standing firmly looked to the opponent occuli filled with slight resentment within the gaze, onyx hues gleaming somewhat then darknening as a cloud had befallen the skies above; clothing bearing the Uchiha family seal upon the back of such clothing. The opponent Sasuke Uchiha, a significant other to this male, standing of equal distance of this male prepared for the combat at hand; the right arm appendage slowly moving to the hilt of the Sword of Kusanagi standing firm in a stance. A simplistic movement of the left hand placing before ones own embodiment to show signs of full preparation, thinking no need to use the Sharingan just yet, with it being a bloodline limit and considering uses only make it more of a surprise to keep to his opponent not wishing to ruin the battle at the start for it would be a pointless bout if it were to end so quickly.

The chokutō slowly sliding from the sheathe residing upon the backside of the embodiment only seeming as a sillouette to the opponent as the same for the opponent; as though they were destined to never see one anothers face in combat as it was some sort of clash of who was real and who was fake, winds whipping idlely by in quiet gusts causing minor movements upon the onyx folicles each passing second causing more excitement. Waiting for the next movement of the male attempting to anticipate the movement of the other Uchiha with them being the same the battle should last moments longer than others of which he has seen or participated in. With this entrance being made the battle would be soon at hand slowly growing ever more tense with each moment to come, the combatants prepared for combat to see who would be the true Sasuke Uchiha.

The area covered in clouds above being of the cumulous one which produces electrical currents which gives both combatants advantage due to their lightning chakra affinity; with this advantage to both a clash would result in many deadly results. With this realized the Uchiha looked above to the clouds seeing a storm beginning to brew rain would ensue in a mere matter of seconds each of the seconds growing nearer to the combat stage in which the two will face one another in deadly combat. With a final setimate of preparation the Uchiha looked to the other, a gaze settled still right hand appendage remaining upon the chokutō to ensure nothing will happen even as he is speaking.

"Let's see who the real Sasuke Uchiha is."

With this said, the battle would begin at the other Uchiha's move able to carry out their battle as planned by both on even grounds, tension, anticipation, and excitement filled the air. A smirk formulating upon the Uchiha's face in confidence of this battle becoming one of equal grounds and the winner not neccesarily able to be chosen to a term of setting until one will face the ground, and one will walk away..the victor, the true Sasuke Uchiha.-

Sharp words for the feeble existence of a regurgitated morsel who dare disturbs a rare, but seldom reprieve. The real Sasuke Uchiha? Foolish for one to begin assuming they'd ever be on a level with the Uchiha - the bonified prodigy among all other opposition. Obviously someone was convoluted - words spoken of blasphemous intention, and intoxication of thoughts perceived to be truthful, when the cerebral is merely providing a scapegoat suitable for an individual's importance. Words so preposterous they were almost antagonistic, but instead developed a sense of amusement. Aha. Alas~ time could only tell the quarrel amongst the two combatants, and the inevitable resolve whom left all that opposed.. relinquished of complete sentient essence. The stream of consciousness one harbored became grew faint with the seldom grains of God's hourglass slipping through intangible infrastructure, only to fortify their demise, nonetheless. Sparing the life of another on a whim of his own - meaningless. Deprivation of all internal essence that confided and constituted the very composition comprised the torrental fabrication to which their tangible characteristics were 'null. Pulsating spectacles casted their trademark apathetic leer upon the humanoid with vocals sounding their melodic call through stern words.



Tomoe constricted internal veins harboring scarlet visionaries to which foreshadowed the imminent implication of a future maneuver to which would catch even the sharpest off-guard. Though, for the time being, it'd be held off once tactics played out full-circle, and proper administration of cohesive techniques assured justifications for said actions. Phalanges among upper appendages darted out in half-inverse toward the somewhat protruded chest noted by the utmost reinforced physique. Hand seals administered with impeccible speeds, well beyond those conisidered top-notch in their delivery. Symbolism depicted through the finalization of the initated technique conjured the Tiger seal, and thoughts centered upon subsequential maneuvers taken to fully bequeath the advantageous technique. Bowels inhaled moderately, and not enough for the typical release of conflagrating inferno, due to other purposes. Cranium 'tilt downwards at an half-angular interval before subconscious amalgamation of thoughts ratifyed the technique. Katon: Gōkakyu no Jutsu..! Chakra conjugated within the bowels of the Uchiha, soon to be expelled in the condensating formulation of blazing inferno that casted itself forth in moderate proportion, but potent enough to cause a miniscule confragration upon contact with the terra-firmation. Debris kicked up in a mixture of thickened steam and particles upswept by faint winds providing the foundation of his strategic endeavor in hopes of catching the opponent off-guard.

Quick succession movmeents needed to be implemented. The time for execution becam essential to his analysis of the situation. Though, this was all the more easier to accomplish - afterall, the opponent made a fatal mistake: so much as viewing the embodiment, more importantly, sinistral crimson spectacles which advocated the utmost vicious tendancies through meticulous exhuberance. Miniscule essence prominently displayed its presence throughout the inital atmosphere, moreso pertaining to the very amalgamated combination of condensed steam and earthen particles to further obscure the surprise behind what would-be considered, a "barricade".



Stern words spoken through the thickened hindrance presented between the two before implementing chakra among the embodiment, faint enough that little-to-none could be considered beyond the spectrum of norm. Through, subsequently, the essence spewed throughout the atmosphere utilizing the advantageous, but deadly perception and mispercieved imagery the Sharingan presented, the silouhette of his wholesome embodiment appeared to be visible through condensed atmosphere. Beyond the facade of such an attempt, the real figurine easily disappeared on a whim of exerted chakra. Shunshin no Jutsu; a fundamental, but rudimentary technique the Uchiha perfected in his everso devastating repertoire honed throughout the years - faint imagery shot through the left side, while simultaneously rettaining the structure of said amalgamated particles which served its purpose. So agilie, transluscent to the naked eye, the sheer speed and cunning smooth after-effect of doing so proved deadly, almost completely undisturbed of the natural energies surrounding the two. Within the trek towards the feint Uchiha, said upper right appendage grasped the chokuto's hilt through phalanges' assistance, along with spontaneous, almost capricious in appearance when unsheathed to the fullest; the very fabrication of his hard work - raiton energies. Luminescence emanate from the wholesomeness of phalanges and Kusanagi alike, upon appearing behind the male in a seeming "flash", persay.

Amaranthine occuli narrowed in upon the opponent with the utmost intent to kill; ravenous tresses swayed in harsh accordance to his sudden movements and the Kusanagi began to descend from its initial point. Clenched everso tighter, raiton energies ran rampant throughout the blade, almost exuding individuality throughout the trek. It was a complete front - mere recklessness with raiton manipulation soon condensed and from the sharpened edge of said blade, grew several subsequent "spears" of mirror composition, spaced out equivalently to further add offensive devastation, but a solid defense if worse case scenario succumbed the Uchiha. The blade continued to descend upon the Uchiha, and eventually have an obvious target - the right side among his lower torso region.



The imminent threat of the Sharingan exuded throughout the atmosphere to provide deception in compensation for spontaneous actions, followed by the wrath of the Kusanagi endowed within its trademark composition - raiton. Would it be possible to avoid quick succession of movements in such a short timeframe? It seemed only milliseconds, to a mere second or two differenciated, defined the meaning of existence. Obviously if such were to ensue, internal organs would be severed beyond repair and spontaneously flatline from overwhelming electricity emerging throughout the source, and what breath would-be left - eliminated.