Karasu Kaminari
The Host of the Hachibi
[300/300]
Karasu approached the training ground already regulating his chakra in an attempt to control it better. That was the one thing that was a pain in the a** was regulating the chakra. What a load of crap.
Everything that they taught within the academy was utter crap. He couldn't control his chakra any better then when he first stepped into the damned academy the first day! Essentially the academy was useless!
He stabbed the new sword he bought with the mizukage's money into the ground. An average person or anyone else who didn't know how to wield a blade may have struggled with handling the large blade... not Karasu. He's been playing with great swords since he was ten.
In all honesty he was able to wield the blade efficiently with one hand. Although if you used two hands more force was provided behind the attack of the blade. Simple logic really.
He cracked his neck and decided to not regulate his chakra but to let it spike. To utilize it to it's fullest extent. Screw the cost of chakra it'd be worth learning the jutsu. He wasn't about to fail!
He had to do this! He had to become a fully fledged shinobi. He started to use hand signs of one of the jutsus he read about. It would be perfect for his attitude towards things.
As he continued to use handsigns his chakra felt kind of weird. Like there was something else behind it. Something toning it down. Frustration began to brew within him.
As his frustration began to brew purple chakra became visible around him. As the aura of purple chakra began to show his focus and determination something snapped inside of him and he quickly used the jutsu. A dragon began to form from the water and quickly appeared to the fullest extent. The dragon moved through the air and entered a different area of the lake.
He was honestly a little proud of himself as he managed to use a high ranking jutsu. He turned around and then began to head back to the kage's office taking his great sword with him.
