Name: Shishikame
Type: Guardian Beast / Bijuu (0-Tails)
Rank: SSS
Elements: Energy

Appearance:

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Personality:





History:




Abilities:

Energy Release:

Energy Bending:

Chakra Beast Control:

Elemental Mastery:

Unlimited Chakra Pool:

Techniques:

Energy Release:

Energy Release:

Energy Bending:

Energy Bending:

Chakra Beast Hypnosis:

Name: Inazuma
Type: Dragon (1 Tail Bijuu)
Rank: SS
Elements: Raiton| Suiton | Fuuton | Thunderstorm
Appearance: Inazuma is one-hundred and eighty feet long and stands forty-five feet tall. The dragon weighs roughly five tons.
Inazuma's body is serpent like with two front legs and two back legs; along with a pair of wings whose span is roughly one hundred feet wide. Inazuma is covered in yellow colored scales which are a lightning-blue color at the very tops of them.

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Personality: Inazuma has grown to be very much like a father figure or guardian to Amara. He is insightful and wise; granting her a great deal of insight and understanding she might not have without his help and Amara comes to him often in a mental way when dealing with situations that are tough, difficult, or not easily deduced.
He's a very patient creature; and can deal with a lot without it phasing him. He's able to calm Amara when most people would be unable to: able to talk her out of using her anger and reacting with violence. He's a gentle giant the majority of the time and very slow to anger: often seen when he manifests himself playing with the Tsukino children and letting them slide down his back as they so often like to do.
However, when he does get angry... well, he is a dragon after all. Destruction becomes the key point in his mind: the need to destroy whatever it is he feels is a threat or target at that time. Due to his protective nature of Amara and her family by extension he's known for lashing out with very little provocation when it comes to those attempting to deal them harm. He becomes single minded in a sense during these periods of time and will go without rest until the thread is eliminated and those he cares for are safe once again.
History: Inazuma started out as a dragon egg in the Tsukino temple back before the village was flooded out. Raijin, having heard that the dragon would soon hatch, brought Amara along to see it - even though it was apparently a very disliked idea by some of the elders of the clan. Inazuma was hatched and upon laying eyes on Amara was instantly bonded to her: to more dislike of some of those witnessing it.
However, there was nothing they could do. Inazuma had instantly bonded with the child and it couldn't be fixed or changed. And so Amara was allowed to bring Inazuma with her; the pair became joined at the hip in a manner of speaking.
Inazuma, however, did not remain the tiny dragon he was born as. He grew quickly; more quickly than Amara had thought. Soon he became too big to even fit into her and her father's apartment in Niwa. Inazuma took to living on the roof of their apartment building and in turn Amara ended up spending most of her time up on the roof with him, feeling bad that he couldn't be inside with the rest of them.
Soon her father fixed that issue. With Inazuma's agreement the dragon was sealed inside of Amara and his power became her own.
During the beginning of this bond things were touch an go; Amara was attempting her best to keep control over the massive passive shock she had gained let alone the other powers at her disposal. One day, during a training session with Inazuma to better get a grasp on what she could now do she started to feel a strange pull. Unable to deny it or ignore she took to the skies and followed it. She followed this strange feeling to the long forgotten and well hidden village of Denyruu.
Amara was still in full dragon form when she arrived and upon landing they were attacked; a pepper bomb to the face led to a nasty sneeze that caused the destruction of the water village and the death of all but a handful of people who were far enough out from the village to survive the surge of Raiton that hit.
Several years would pass with Amara learning more of Inazuma and him learning more of her: and a great deal of training. During a mission the pair were hit, mid transformation, with a bolt of lighting and Amara found herself pregnant with what was technically the child of hers and Inazuma's - Gemma Tsukino.
From there the two continued to grow closer; especially after Amara became Raikage - often helping her when it came to making important decisions as the dragon saw the world in a very different view and therefore could offer better insight and be less blinded by decisions made.
Abilities:

Partner Bond:

Raiton Immunity:

Raiton Generation:

Dermal Armor:

Techniques:

Thunderstorm Release - Storm Generation:

Thunderstorm Release - Thunderstorm Circus:

Name: Tsuyoshi
Type: Bijuu - 14 Tail
Rank: SS
Elements: Poison - Acid
Appearance: 

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Personality: 
Tsuyoshi is a rather unique bijuu. He doesn't like to fight or have contact with humans, as he ends up hurting them without trying. He has lived most of his life trying to make friends, only to watch them die from his natural abilities. This has given him a rather poor view of the life he lives. He is often described as a buzz kill, as he is gloomy and depressed in his speech. He doesn't expect anything to go right, often being pessimistic without reason. For this reason, he doesn't have much of a relationship with the other Bijuu. Even in a species of unique and strange beasts, he tends to think of himself as a freak of nature. 

Internally he would love to be sealed and share a life with a comrade, but he is too afraid of killing them to try it. He can be persuaded though, and not by just strength alone. He admires the courage and fearlessness of humans, which is the key to getting his approval. He doesn't really have social skills, as he hasn't had consistent contact with others his entire life. His emotions are limited and are even harder to notice unless he tells you. He will often take pity on those who are lonely like him and will offer his help, though it is always refused. This has caused him to give up hope and accept the fact that he is a cursed creature.
History: 
Abilities: 

Poison/Acid Creation:

Techniques: 

Poison Mist:

Acid Bullets:

Plague Claw:

Acid Scattering:

Leech Gap:

Tongue Tooth Sticky Acid:

Acid Encampment Wall:

Hiding with Camouflage Technique:

Name: Kinshachi
Type: Bijuu || 3-Tail Dolphin
Rank: S
Elements: Water, Sound

Appearance:

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Kinshachi is not your typical dolphin; not even close. She was lucky enough to have been raised by her own family many times over; one of the few that has lived multiple lives over the centuries since the current bijuu came into existence. Each time she is reincarnated, she is reborn with no knowledge or physical traits of her bijuu self; appearing as just another overly large chakra beast dolphin. She is fully 75 meters long from tip of snout to the tip of her tail-fins; with a line of dorsal fin that are 10 meters from base to tip and lateral fins that are both 20 meters from base to tip. When her memories and power as a Bijuu are unlocked; she gains arms and legs similar to those of primates; able to move on land via a very effective quadrupedal movement not unlike that of a land mammal. Within her snout are three rows of razor-sharp, jagged, triangular teeth; perfect for catching and destroying anything she can sink them into. Her status as the three-tail is shown by the three dorsal fins upon her back.

Personality: Kinshachi is normally a gentle enough soul. She spends her time doing what any normal dolphin would do, swimming through the seas, exploring and playing her days away. She loves to swim with other, smaller dolphins and whales, playing with any pods she comes across, but rarely staying with them for more than a few days at a time. While she very much enjoys the company of her fellow cetaceans, she knows that her strength, size, and natural power make her a danger to those around her; and drive her to spend much of her time isolated; communicating with old friends via the long range communications that all of her kind use. For much of the year she frequents the migrations routes of the various other marine species; coming and going between them as she moves around the oceans. However, for two to three months of the year she returns to the shallower water near the sunken city of Denryu; staying near by to meet the pods of dolphins that frequent the coral reefs and deeper shipwrecks of the area. A random quirk; she loves to mess with divers that explore the sunken ship wrecks looking for treasures. She will hover just outside the range of their lights and sensors and use her control of sound and water to create all kinds of strange sounds and visual effects to confuse and scare them.

History: Like all other chakra beast before her, Kinshachi was born and lived a fair portion of her live deep within the valley of the chakra beasts. The rivers and lakes that filled the lower half of the valley were a safe, happy place to grow up; and she was almost always surrounded by others of her kind, or the migrating outsiders from the seas beyond the valley. Her youth was spent swimming, playing, and learning from her podmates; the closest thing to a family she ever had. Her home waters held little dangers for her; few creatures in the water were as large or as powerful as she was, even when she was a small child. Never having true parents left her with a worldview based around community versus nepotistic opportunity; to her the good of the pod was tantamount to any personal gain.

She was not even truly an adult yet when her pod first ventured out of their home waters; the journey was undertaken only once every century, and she had not been born yet before the end of the last undertaking. The journey was simple enough; they would travel the seas for a few years, visiting the pods and solitary members of their kind to make sure all was well in the deep seas. This meant traveling over most of the planet over the course of the journey; meeting the various lesser species of dolphin, whale, porpoise, as well as the other chakra beasts and leviathans that inhabited the oceans. The journey was long and tiring; she had never swam such distances in her entire life. But the rewards were great; she was able to see and experience things she’d never thought possible.

Her life, no matter how idyllic, was not to remain so. As she matured, so did her power; and that growing power attracted trouble in the form of hunters and other, less peaceful, chakra beasts. They desired her growing power, or else were afraid of what she would do when she was fully grown. She had been identified for what she was: a Bijuu, one of the greater tailed-beasts of the world. Not the strongest of the Bijuu, that much was sure; but easily strong enough to be a major player in the delicate politics that kept the beasts in check. Until this point in her life, she had not known she was anything special; anything different than the rest of her pod. Nothing had marked her as such; she had no extra tails, no extra limbs; she had been nothing more than a rather large specimen of her kind.

It was during this time that the attacks began. First at random, with wide berths between them; beasts and monsters they had never seen would attack the entire pod. This continued for many years; even after they had returned to the valley of the chakra beasts. The larger land and sea beasts would taunt her, try to anger her into attacking them; or would outright target her. They were trying to end her before she realized her true potential; before she unlocked the hidden abilities of her Bijuu nature. It wasn’t until another of her kind; an elder whale-lion beast singled her out of her pod and began attacking her furiously and without warning. Her calls for mercy and attempts to flee failed miserably; and for the first time in her life she was forced to fight back.

The battle was extremely one-sided. The elder was just that, her elder in every way. He had been in battle before, fought beast his match and better while still managing to survive mostly unharmed. She was untrained, young, and a pacifist at heart. For hours the battle raged; her attempts to avoid the worst of the damage failing again and again. She was beaten, obviously; but it wasn’t enough. The elder had death in his eyes; he would kill her and take her power; that was all he would do.

In the end, she was doomed. That was guaranteed, she had no way to stop him. It was in those final moments; where she floated broken and dying on the surface of the river; blood coloring the once pure water a dark red; that her powers awoke. Deep within herself the might of the Bijuu was finally released; healing her body and giving her the power she needed to win. With that power, knowledge; the knowledge of her ancestors. She had lived and died a dozen times since the birth of her kind; and each time she brought the wisdom and power of her previous lives with her. Her body changed, her single tail becoming three, her flippers changing into arms and growing legs like the beasts of the land. With this new; or rather, old; power she fought back; fought for her life like she had so often before. The elder was powerful; but he was not a Bijuu. His skills were sharp; his mind cunning, but he was nothing against her; even newly awakened she far outshone him.

The battle ended at dusk. The elder was dead, and she was victorious. However, her victory came at a price; the same price she had paid more times than she could count. Her awakening as a Bijuu meant she would be exiled from her pod; her power was far too great a lure to other bijuu and hunter beasts and would endanger them all. Her goodbyes were said as they had been so many times before and she left her beloved home behind once more; traveling to the deep oceans and dark places far from her pod and her people. She was safe in the deep waters; her people and the valley where safe with her so far away. She would stay here for much of her life; only leaving to travel the migration routes her pod had shown her as a child when the time was right; or when she stayed in the warm, shallow waters that surrounded the sunken city.

Abilities:

Sound Release:

Echolocation:

Techniques:

Echoing Screams:

Sonic Waves of Increasing Oppression:

Sound Barrier:

Shatter:

Nerve Breaker:

Giant Bullet Ball:

Great Waterfall:

Great Water Drill:

Name: Kishrit
Type: Bijuu || 4-Tail Capuchin Monkey
Rank: S
Elements: Wood Release
Appearance:

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Considerably smaller then what most consider a Bijuu, Kishrit stands roughly 9ft (3m) at his tallest, when not counting his tail. No one is exactly sure the length of said tail, as the length changes constantly to reflect various circumstances. As with his brothers and sisters, Kishrit's "rank" among the Bijuu is determined by a single trait; in his case the number of flowers blooming on his tail. When not in battle, only one flower is in bloom, the bloom at the very tip, the rest are tightly closed to protect the fragile and sensitive areas. While his main body is covered in a thick layer of golden fur, the odd flower or leaf sprouts at random spots across his body. His tail is more like a large vine, a deep green color and with the texture of new growth. Growing from the top of his head is a branch like protrusion, similar to a horn in appearance until he is forced to fight; at which point it begins to bloom and grow new leaves like a tree transitioning from deep winter through spring and into a bountiful summer growth. It is said that when all four flowers bloom upon his tail and the tree upon his head is fully awakened, a new forest will be created around him.

Personality: Kishrit is a complex being; in many ways he is the epitome of calm and monkish, rarely doing anything but meditate, nap, or forage for his favorite foods. Some would call him lazy and spoiled; his position as a true bijuu means that most creatures fear him to some degree; or the smaller ones do. Large beasts tend to play the suck-up to earn his favor, knowing that being favored by a bijuu would bring them it's own power. Those few closest to him would tell you that he is a nervous being, always looking over his shoulder even when seemingly lazing about.

He is famous for having several types of Napoleonic complexes; overcompensation, Imperial, histrionic, overblown ego, etc. You name it, he has it. However, for all his faults Kishrit is a noble enough spirit; regarded by legends as the creator of many of the old growth forests of the world as well as the seeder of the flowers in all the meadows and fields. While not the type to initiate combat, he is extremely proficient in defending himself and anything he cares about; and to attack his forest home is to invite the wrath of the monkey.

History: Long ago legends speak of the First Gods, the creatures that existed at the beginning of time and space; the beings that gave rise to everything in the universe and gave form to the concepts created by the Shinju before there was anything. They where the first beings, the original spawn of the God Tree and the first protectors of the Wellspring of Life. Each creature represented a different concept; some represented thoughts or emotions, ideas and the purity of the mind. Others, the physical entities and cycles of life itself. Legends speak of the first Forest Deity; a being that was the original source of all plant life in the world. When the world was first created, it was a barren and empty place. The first group of Gods took turns seeding the infant world with building blocks of life; air to breathe, water to drink, light to grow. When this was done, a different group laid the seeds that became the living planet. Forest and fields of plants, the first animals placed within them, oceans and lakes and seas carved into the lands and filled with their own life. When the early world was finished; these first Gods returned to the Shinju from which they came; making room in the world for the new gods of man and beast. All that is, but one.

Kishrit was not the original forest deity; the first chose to forsake his status as a God in favor of living among the forests and fields he had created. After a time, he grew tired of his lonely life and began to seek company. He came upon a family of monkeys, Capuchin monkeys to be specific; and seeing how tight-knit their family was, he grew envious. Taking on a form similar to their own, he attempted to join their family. At first, the monkeys rejected him; they were simple creatures and could not understand the power and presence of the God. When he realized this, he used his power to change them; ever so slightly; giving them the intelligence and power to comprehend his existence.

From that point on, he lived in the form of the monkeys, and eventually took on a mate. From this union between the God-monkey and his mate came Kishrit; a demi-god by birth and the oldest living Bijuu. The only of his kind not born of the chakra of the Juubi, Kishrit has existed since before humanity had even come into existence; his own existence only revealed after the death of the Juubi and the time when the newest generation of Bijuu came into being.

Abilities:

Forest Creation:

Techniques:

Wood Clone:

Nativity of a World of Trees:

Advent of a World of Flower Trees:

Puppets Dancing in Fields:

Skillful Achievement With a Human Body:

Great Waterfall:

Earth Flow Divide:

Infinity of the Four Flowering Gods:

Name: Hisashi
Type:Bijuu || 1-Tail Scorch Dragon
Rank: S  
Elements: Katon, Shakuton
Appearance:  

Awesome:

Hisashi is a rare beast in a world of rarities;  a true beast of lava and fire unseen in the world of sunlight. A type of lava-dragon, who's very blood runs like liquid fire and with skin that shimmers with the power of his internal fires. Seemingly emaciated, the dragon is a study is sharp angles and sharper points; harshness of his natural home carved into his very body. Small cracks and openings in his body allow for a near constant out pouring of broiling hot, acidic liquid; similar to the saliva that constantly drips from his maw.

Personality:  Hisashi is a very emotional creature. He can be angry at one minute and content the next moment. He is often called Bipolar by those who know him, but he denies such claims. His temper is one that is unmatched, making the very earth shake with his roar. He is very hard to get along with, as he thinks he is superior to everyone around him. He also does not take disrespect well, as he will burn anyone that dares insult him to a crisp. He tends to have a smart ass attitude that most find unbearable. People often compare his sense of humor to that of a Sociopath, making him out to be crazy, when he is just really twisted.


Secretly, Hisashi longs for someone who will understand him. He wants to find a host that can relate to his loneliness and become his comrade. He is one of the few chakra beasts that welcome the idea of being sealed, if the host proves themselves worthy. Once you gain his respect, Hisashi is very protective of you, doing anything to keep you alive. Lastly, he refuses to loose a fight to another chakra beast, boosting himself as being as powerful as the other Bijuu, despite being a bit weaker then his counterparts.  

History:  Like every chakra beast that was born to this world, Hisashi started in the valley of the chakra beasts. He was born to a rare and unique species, being the only species of chakra beast to use Shakuton in any capacity. This caused Hisashi and his race to be a proud one, calling themselves superior over the other races that lived in the valley. His early life consisted of a lot of sparring and training. Unlike some of the more peaceful chakra beasts, his race was one that loved to do battle and cause destruction. Hisashi was no different, challenging all that would accept it. This went on for centuries as his species dominated the lava lakes of the valley.

However, such a claim was not true, especially when you face superior numbers. Other races grew tired of their pride and decided to attack them. The battle was a fierce one that covered a century of time. Unlike the battles of Shinobi, these battles could level mountains and destroy entire jungles. After such a long time of fight, there became fewer and fewer of his race left. Because of their actions and treatment towards other chakra beasts, the few remaining members of the species were exiled, becoming outcasts even to their own kind. Hisashi took this time to find a new home, one that would be free of the eyes of hate that followed him.

He found this sancuary in a volcano. For many years, Hisashi rested there, honing his skills as a fighter. Many described this volcano as 'The Entrance to Hell' as it was famed for it's unbearable heat and constant disruption. The many years he has spent alone has made Hisashi bitter towards other chakra beasts and mean in general. He has become a grumpy creature that will attack whoever approaches it. In recent times, he grew weary of the volcano that he called home for so long, longing to have a comrade or a friend to talk too. Being lonely wasn't all that cool. Because of this longing, he returned the Valley of the Chakra Beasts to find someone who would accept him.

What he found was not acceptance, bur exile. Even though centuries had passed since the war caused by his species, the chakra beasts still did not trust him. This cause Hisashi to go into a rage. He vowed to become the strongest chakra beast so he could rule them all. Around this time was when the plague hit Iwa and turned it into a land of lava pools. Hisashi found this place to be acceptable and made it his new home. He can still be found there to this day, honing his abilities and waiting for a daring ninja to become his host.

Abilities:

Katon Immunity:

Techniques:  

Breath of Hell:

Inferno Club:

Fire Encampment Wall:

Inferno Wave:

Great Fire Destruction:

Great Fireball Technique:

Heat Absorption:

Great Melting Wheel:

Name: Nukarumi
Type: Bijuu || 13-Tail
Rank: SS
Elements: Doton || Suiton || Mud
Appearance:

Spoiler:

Personality: Nukarumi is a strange beast; in many ways his personality is similar to that of the classical elephant. Generally calm, rarely angry unless warranted, majestic, in some ways. In others, he displays the nervous paranoia of prey beast; always on guard for something larger and more dangerous then himself. Loner, for the most part; while he's more than happy to communicate over long distances; he's not a fan of up close and personal. Born blind, he relies heavily on his other senses to get around; much like elephants his hearing is superb, able to hear over a far larger spectrum of sound; infrasound through the territory of bats and dolphins. Communication tends to be via infrasound rumbles and grunts, covering long distances to speak with the few creatures he calls friends.

He prefers the open plains, grassland prairies and bedrock deserts; anywhere that he can use his feet to sense vibrations and chakra clearly. Sand regions he tends to avoid, they make for poor conductors of everything he needs to speak and navigate. Water heavy areas he'll visit on occasions; he enjoys the cool waters and they work just fine for him, but after a while he has to retreat to the drier spaces; his skin will literally begin to disintegrate if it remains wet for too long. Mud is his happy medium; it meets his needs and doesn't damage him after long periods. He isn't above admiring he prefers mud to anything else; however mud is a transient substance, and he is not a destructive creature normally. It is rare to find a place with his beloved mud that isn't in a state of change; stability would require him damaging the local ecosystem, or else being at the mercy of the sea tides, in the case of tidal mud flats. It is this preference for mud that gave him a reason to harness the conflicting natures he wields; the dry earth and water. By mixing them jut right, he is able to not only create, but also fully control, the power of mud.
History: In the time of the Juubi, there existed a great inland salt sea, connected to the oceans by rivers as wide and deep as the biggest lakes. While the rivers were fresh enough, the inland sea was kept salty via a great dome of salt and the sands of the far desert dissolving into it's waters. Within this river system lived all manner of aquatic life; the greatest of which were a now extinct species of cetaceans; whales and dolphins and porpoise that spent entire lives dancing and singing in the pure waters. Along the shores lived all manner of beasts adapted for all the various ecosystems. This was the paradise of the early world; life was easy. Life was good.

Within the waters existed various beasts in various stages of evolution; from the earliest pseudo-aquatic beasts to the fully adapted and diversified cetaceans; all manner of crustaceans and fish, plant life spanning thousands of generations of diversity. It is from this paradise of the early world that Nukarumi hails. Near the end of the peaceful times before humans began their never ending wars, the diversity of the water system had begun to shrink; if ever so slightly. This was the normal tide of life; the least successful creatures had died off and made room for more and different ones to appear. It was from the last stragglers of the dying breeds that would become something new, unseen anywhere else in the world. Far away from the great inland seas, the Juubi's rage was released on the world. For many years, there was little effect on the system; the battles were far off tales told by the escaping beasts that were retreating from ancestral homes destroyed in the crossfire. For thirty years, the area was peaceful; then one quiet night, everything burned. The armies of the humans and the beastial rage of the Juubi had reached the peaceful lands; and the toll was devastating. Within a week; entire swashes of forest had burned to ash; new mountains raised that cut off the flow of the ancient rivers.

The battles lasted for months before they moved on. Left in their wake were burning lands, broken lands. The inland sea was vanishing; draining into caverns created by the manipulation of the earth itself. New mountains changed the climate, blocking the monsoon rains and slowly turning nearly the entire area into a new desert; with only the far edges retaining some semblance of their former glory. Grasslands ringed the edges of the desert; creating the lands that, when settled after the sealing of the Juubi, would become the lands of Makkura, Kusa, and the places told of by the desert nomads that managed to traverse the entire sea of sands; the places of the strange peoples that were trapped there and unable to return to the old lands from where they had originated. Where once a thriving port city stood was left only an oasis in the desert; access to the drained sea now residing in underground caverns keeping the people alive as they adjusted to living in a desert.

Not all of the aquatic beasts of the old sea died off. Some were lucky enough to be just atavistic enough to survive the transition back into creatures of the land. Many became beasts of the grasslands, others haunted the transitional areas where grass met sand. Oasis hoppers, they survived on the rich grasses that ringed the oasis they found, rarely moving into the dry savannas when needed. Others moved to the rocky deserts at the bases of the new mountains, entirely different evolutions from their cousins; yet in many ways combinations of them. Many similar to elephants, but with strange mutations and adaptations. Few of these creatures survived the test of time; the climates continued to change for many centuries, and by the time things finally, fully, stabilized; the remainders were few in number and fully unique. Nukarumi is one of these beasts, the last of his bloodline and the last of the transitional creatures. His size and much of his power is natural; born to him and his birthright as a direct descendant of the earliest beasts. His position as a chakra beast, and as a Bijuu, is incidental at best; much as the children of the God Beasts are considered Bijuu in the current ages; so are the last children of the first animals.
Abilities:

Mud Release:

Techniques:

Water Beast:

Great Waterfall:

Strong Servant Warrior:

Earth Flow Divide:

Mountain Mudslide:

Mud Burial:

Mud Dragon Bullet:

Earthen Rebirth:

Name: Ankoku
Type: 7 Tailed Beast
Rank: SS
Elements: Shadow Release
Appearance: Ankoku is a black coloured tanuki, with white markings all over its face, body, and tail. It has a jagged, concave mouth and the sclerae of its eyes are white, with amber irides and pupils that each takes the shape of a black four-pointed star with four black dots around it. Ankoku stands at fifty stories tall, by about twenty stories wide, and weighs over twenty tons, the body made souly of shadow, making it very plyable.
Ankoku is cunning, and yet slightly crazed, giving it the demeanour of a madman.
Personality: Ankoku is cunning, but also incoherent - or so he seems that way when speaking telepathically to all but his jinchūriki , giving it the demeanor of a madman. It uses "ore" when referring to itself. Ankoku relishes the opportunity to kill anyone in sight, even more so during a full moon when his bloodlust is almost insatiable. Like all tailed beasts, Ankoku has a strong desire to preserve its own life, and as such, will grant its jinchūriki the power to control sand as well as allow them to transform into it in a state of need and blood-lust.
Ankoku is willing to oblige to the wishes of humans, if it can see a way for it to surpass others, though it claims to do so on a whim, not because it had been asked. This also shows that Ankoku holds a certain level of pride and confidence in its own capabilities.
Ankoku will not show respect to his jinchūriki until he feels that said jinchūriki has earned such: either through acts of brutal violence, or acts of selflessness - though, he will rarely admit to the latter as being a reason why.
Ankoku has also throughout the years turned into a prankster of sorts; given that it's a Tanuki made entirely out of sand the bijuu is more than capable of changing forms - going so far as to change the number of tails it has to confuse and manipulate others for his own self gain or the gain of his jinchūriki; however Ankoku's favorite number of tails to portray is seven, as he considers it his lucky number.
History: Throughout the years Ankoku was again freed and then thought to finally be destroyed - though the very way that this had happened or who had accomplished such a task was lost to the years; with each retelling of the story becoming farther and farther to the truth. When Ankoku reappeared centuries later, the reincarnation of the beast he once was, it was even said to be lost to him. He would become violent if pestered with the wanting of said knowledge; and therefore the subject was often dropped.
Ankoku spent much of his time roaming the Chakra Beast Valley until boredom set in for the blood crazed beast. He still had much of the same personality and traits that he had had before, and the bloodlust was one of them. Therefore he set out into the world, heading for the warmest place that he could find which was Yokuchi. The plague that ravished the lands didn't bother him as he traveled as nothing more than blowing dust on the wind, or at other times as the huge raging beast that he was.
Eventually, with a path of bloodshed like a trail of bread crumbs behind him, he arrived in Yokuchi: only to find himself facing a shinobi much like the one from his past - a sand manipulator who weilded a great deal of power... he would test this shinobi, and grant her his loyalty as she proved herself an effective candidate to have his power weilded by once more.
Abilities:

Absolute Defense:

Shadow Generation:

Shadow Manipulation:

Form Manifestatiion:

Partner Bond:

Techniques:
Name: Shadow Style: Shadow Clone Jutsu
Canon/Custom: Cutsom
Rank: C
Type: Supplementary
Element: Kageton
Range: User's Shadow + 10 meters
Specialty: Ninjutsu
Duration: [Maintainable, -5 per post]
Cooldown: Duration + 4
Description: The Shadow Style: Shadow Clone, despite its name is more akin to the various elemental clone jutsu. The User will focus his chakra into the  thier shadow, causing it to rise up, forming out a single duplicate of the user, though jet black in appearance. Like other solid clone techniques, the clones can be used to perform tasks the user is unable or unwilling to do for themselves. The range of the clone is limited however, as it can not travel very far from the original body without losing control. Like other clone techniques, if the clone is injured enough it will revert back to a normal shadow. The clone itself has no chakra pool of its own; it remains connected to the user by a thin strand of shadow. Instead, the user is able to use the shadow clone as relay point, projecting jutsu out from the clone as if it were the real user, thus extending the reach of his/her jutsu. The clone automatically disperses when the user runs out of chakra, or when hit by any attack that can cause a noteworthy level of physical damage [second/third degree burns, broken bones, stab wounds, etc].

Name: 棺桶影の術 {Kan'okage no Jutsu ~ Shadow Coffin Jutsu}
Canon/Custom: Custom
Rank: C
Type: Supplementary
Element: Yin [Shadow]
Range: Shadow range
Specialty: Ninjutsu
Duration: 1 post prep, 2 posts
Cooldown: Five posts
Description: The user manifests their shadow as a puddle under the target after linking shadows with them using the Shadow Gathering Technique, and flowing chakra into the shadow for 1 post, causing it to visibly concentrate in blackness. The shadows rise up off the ground and surround the target from all angles,  lifting them up to 3ft off the ground and restricting their movement. (the target is completely enveloped in the Shadow Coffin except for their face.)

Name: 暗い哀歌の術 {Kuraika no Jutsu ~ Dark Dirge Technique}
Canon/Custom: Custom
Rank: B
Type: Offensive
Element: Yin [Shadow]
Range: Shadow's range
Specialty: Ninjutsu
Duration: 1 [-5 per post, up to 2 posts]
Cooldown: /
Description: A technique only usable after trapping a target with the Shadow Coffin Jutsu. The user causes the materialized shadow to constrict the victim painfully. One post of this jutsu's effect can break multiple bones in the target's body (usually the limbs and possibly the ribs). Further use of the technique begins to crush internal structures.

Name: 暗質遮蔽 {Kuradashi ~ Dark Matter Shield}
Canon/Custom: Custom
Rank: D-A
Type: Defensive
Element: Yin [Shadow]
Range: Three meters around the user
Specialty: Ninjutsu
Duration: Four posts
Cooldown: Six posts
Description: A simple barrier of shadows darts in front of an attack the user notices on the activation of this jutsu. The shadow completely compromises any effect that the jutsu would have had on the user. This jutsu can block 4 chakra-based attacks of one rank lower, 2 of equal rank, or 1 of one rank higher.

Name:  影槍の術 {Kageyari no Jutsu ~ Shadow Spear Technique}
Canon/Custom: Custom
Rank: C-A.
Type: Offensive.
Element: Yin {Shadow Style}
Range: Create within 1m of the user.
Specialty: Bukijutsu {Sojutsu}
Duration: 3 posts, afterwards maintainable
Cooldown: 4 posts after destruction.
Description: The user applies shape manipulation to a nearby shadow to solidify it and make it into the form of a spear/halberd/other Sojutsu weapon. It may be a maximum of 7ft in length; it acts as a weapon of equal rank to the jutsu that created it. The spear can be wielded indefinitely so long as the creator's shadow is beneath it or the creator is in contact with it. If neither of these conditions are met, the spear disperses 2 posts after it was deprived of contact with the creator. The spear, however, can be passed through by other Shadow jutsu, increasing their range by the length of the spear.

C-Rank: At this rank, the weapon can cause moderate bruising if the target is struck with any part of the weapon. However, the blade/point is capable of piercing/cutting up to two inches deep. Costs 5 chakra per turn to maintain.

B-Rank: At this ranking, the weapon is capable of causing deep tissue bruising, as well as piercing/cutting up to three and a half inches into flesh. A direct strike on bone can break through it, cleaving it in twain. Costs 5 chakra per post to maintain.

A-Rank: At this ranking, the weapon is capable of piercing/cutting completely through an opponent if striking into a soft area or cutting completely through bone without an issue. Costs 10 chakra per turn to maintain.

Name: Shadow Wolf
Canon/Custom: Custom
Rank: C
Type: Offensive | Supplementary
Element: Shadow
Range: Up to 30 meters from the user.
Specialty: Ninjutsu
Duration: [Maintainable] -5 per post [Max of five posts]
Cooldown: Duration +2
Description: While not a summon per se, this jutsu makes use of the art of misdirection to fool an opponent. After focusing chakra into thier shadow or one that they are connected to, the user molds thier chakra into the form of a wolf, jet black in appearance. This chakra beast is independant of the user's shadow, and is able to move up to thirty meters away from the user at 40m/s. This wolf has the same strength as a normal C rank combat pet( can cause moderate bruises, 1-3 inch cuts, i.e. can chip/fracture bone, not likely, but can cause death.), and is destroyed when hit by any attack that can cause a noteworthy level of physical damage [second/third degree burns, broken bones, stab wounds, etc].

While the Wolf is active, it can also be used as a tracking aid. The creater retains a mental connection to the wolf, able to sense what the wolf is seeing, despite not actually seeing it themselves. If the wolf is destoryed, the user will gain access to the 'memories' of the wolf, allowing him to see/hear/smell what the creature saw during its lifespan.

Name: Shadow Style: Hiding in Shadows Technique
Canon/Custom: Custom
Rank: D
Type: Supplementary
Element: Shadow
Range: Self
Specialty: Ninjutsu
Duration: -5 per post [Max of 5 posts]
Cooldown: Duration + 2
Description: A technique in which the user is capable of concealing themselves in a shadow. By charging thier body with chakra, the user is capable of minor shadow manipulation; sinking into the shadow of a person or object to hide themselves. While hidden in the shadow of a person, the user moves with that person, remaining locked into thier shadow until they wish to exit. This makes this technique perfect for infiltration. In addition, the user is able to 'jump' shadows; moving into another shadow if the one they currently occupy crosses over it, but this is limited to once per post. While the user is hidden, they can only be detected by sensory skills one rank above them.

In order to do this, certain rules must be followed. First and formost, the user cannot sink into thier own shadow. Attempting to do so will result in wasted chakra. Secondly, the user can only sink into a shadow that is equal to or greater than his/her body size. That means no sinking into the shadow of a blade of grass or pebble. Third, the user can be forced out of this technique relatively easily, by flooding the area with enough light to remove the shadows (a flash bomb, a katon or raiton element jutsu c rank or above within 3 meters of the user). If this is done, the user will instantaneously be forced out of the technique, and riddled with the feeling of third degree burns across thier entire body for one post (No actual damage is done to the user. This is merely the nerve receptors recovering from the shock of the chakra being disrupted).

Name: Shadow Style: Hate Spikes
Canon/Custom: Custom
Rank: C
Type: Offensive
Element: Shadow
Range: 5 Meters
Specialty: Ninjutsu
Duration: /
Cooldown: 4 posts
Description: The user merely focuses a large amount of chakra through their feet and into their shadow; causing it to explode outward and upward. The chakra takes the shape several of black crystaline structures that rise up four feet from the ground in a 5 meter radius. They appear and disappear in the span in just a few moments; causing pierce and mild crush damage. Because the bursts of chakra rise from below; the majority of damage is focused on the legs and lower body; piercing up to 3 inches into flesh and leaving moderate (> .5 in deep) gashes on grazing strikes. Smaller bones can be broken, but for the most part bone is not damaged: Each spike is roughly an inch wide.

These spikes can either rise from the shadow of the user, or from any shadow that thiers is connected to, making this perfect for countering running opponents or forcing a melee rank opponent to back away.

Name: Shako
Type: Bijuu || 11 Tails
Rank: SS
Elements: Suiton || Suiton || Cavitation
Appearance:

Above Water:

Below Water:

Personality: Shako is the type that doesn’t much care about the world; or anyone in it. He is very much of the, “If it doesn't affect me, then I don’t know about it” variety of Bijuu. Even when things happen right in front of him, he prefers to go about his business like there was nothing but clear, food filled waters ahead of him. In fact, so long as there’s enough food and a comfortable reef for him to enjoy, he couldn't honestly be bothered to worry about anything. He does have a bad habit, however, of taking anything and everything he can get his claws on. As he’s said before to his brethren on the few meetings they have had, “What’s yours is mine, and what’s mine is mine.” This is less due to any sort of innate greed inasmuch as it is a part of his very nature. He is, after all, just a humble mantis shrimp; he just happened to be an extraordinarily powerful one. Anything he finds that he could possibly use, he takes and keeps. In many ways, he is a bit of a hoarder; he has several underwater caves filled with the random things he has found and hidden; so much so that he’s long forgotten most of it. Many of the treasure filled caves on the far edges of the reefs were once his homes; stocked to capacity and then some with his little treasures.  
History: Shako was one of the many creatures that was born of the unions between the original beats born of the chakra spring in the primordial valley. For much of his early life, he was a simple mantis shrimp and nothing more; save for his immense size. Like many of the creatures that emerged in the first generations of new beasts, he was far larger than his contemporary counterparts, and while he had no truly special abilities, he was a touch smarter than the average shrimp, and that was the tiny edge he needed to survive. Like all of his kind, his greatest weapon are his mantis like arms; the strength and speed of their movements enough to create a vacuum bubble that collapsed with the heat of the sun and enough pressure to kill larger enemies. This was the one major edge physically that all of his kind had; it made sure that no one bothered them overall, and gave them a way to acquire food when scavenging wasn't enough.
It was this ability to create Cavitation bubbles that started his journey to Bijuu status. A weaker chakra beast, but a chakra beast none the less. He managed to kill it, and upon consuming it’s flesh, acquired the power and knowledge the beast contained. In a cycle similar to that of the Bull God Kua; Shako joined the fight that marked the life of a chakra beast. While not always the outright winner, he was always able to survive somehow. Bigger and smarter he became as his kill count grew; until he was elevated into the ranks of the most powerful chakra beast; a full thousand years after his natural life span should have ended. While not yet a true Bijuu, he was very nearly as powerful as one, and for the first time in many centuries had found a measure of peace. At his level, battles were beyond rare, no one messed with the hyper powerful of the chakra beasts. It was in this general time period that he first journeyed onto land and discovered that he’d gained a new ability. When on land, his body assumed a different form, one better suited to the rigors of that biosphere. He’d long mutated from his original form; taking on something more akin to a Trilobite with mantis shrimp arms than a proper shrimp. On land, he would revert to a form far more akin to his original; only hundreds of times larger and thousands more powerful. This first excursion onto land brought him to the home of a young Bijuu, newly promoted to the position and still acclimating to the new powers and status that he held. The baby Bijuu attempted to kill Shako to take his power, but was defeated fairly quickly. The bijuu was a creature of fire, Shako’s water release was enough to weaken it enough to kill with several rapid fire Cavitation blasts. As was the law of the land, Shako assumed the position of the disposed bijuu, becoming the new 11-tailed Bijuu from that time on.
Abilities:

Spoiler:

Techniques:

Bubble Burst:

Slash Flash:

Boil Burst:

Great Waterfall:

Hiding in Water:

Water Encampment Wall:

Giant Bullet Ball:

Great Water Drill:

Name: Rahma
Type: Bijuu || 9-Tail Peacock
Rank: SS
Elements: /
Appearance:

Spoiler:

Rahma is a being of immense size and power; standing taller than the ancient forests of Konoha, nearly towering over many mountains. While not the physically strongest Bijuu, Rahma is extremely cunning and highly proud of her power; constantly flaunting her brightly colored feathers and ‘perfect’ body. With a wingspan of more than 100 meters; Rahma casts a shadow that could fool even the most sceptical into believing the apocalypse has come. Shining golden eyes loom like miniature suns over the horizon, and her tail feathers cast rainbows over the lands graced by her presence. Her taloned feet leave deep scars in the landscape as she walks; often creating new ponds and seeding new lakes; her very existence is enough to change the local climate if she remains in one place long enough.

Personality: Rahma is a creature of pride; the term describes her perfectly. She is vainglorious in the extreme; it is literally impossible for her to hold herself below any living creature in any manner. In her eyes, she is the epitome of beauty and power; the perfect intellect and a cunning mind unmatched by any living creature. If given the chance, she would spend all day verbally preening her ego and showing off her feathers to anyone that would listen. Showing off is in her nature; even in the middle of a fight she’ll start trash talking her opponent while boosting herself up even higher on her mental ego ladder.

There is one thing, and only one thing that can be done to burst her pride bubble. Although she holds her physical appearance in the highest regard, she will instantly deflate and angrily attempt to change the subject to ANYTHING if questioned about why she carries the coloration and physical appearance of a male peacock. Peahens are drab, dully colored creature; small and made to blend into the world and the crowd; all things she would rather die than have forced on herself. There is something else; something mysterious in how she reacts when confronted with the questions of why her appearance is as it is; however only she knows what the truth behind this reaction is, and will not likely share this knowledge anytime soon.

History:

Abilities:
Techniques:

Feather Rainbow:

Feather Fall:

Soulbane:

Dancing Peacock:

Featherball:

Temple of Nirvana:

Bringer of Darkness:

Name: Lil' Bai
Type: Offensive, Defensive, Supplementary
Rank: SS
Elements: Bamboo Release, Suiton Release
Appearance:

Calm Bai Form:

Angry Bai Form:

Personality: Bai has a very split personality.
The calm Bai can be the sweetest creature in existence: wouldn't harm a fly, a child, an ant.. ect. He's very docile and friendly. This is the nurturing side of Bai; the side that protects the forests Bai has always called home and which helps to nurture and grow the plant life and see to it that everything is safe and as it should be. This Bai can come across as playful; loving to shift into a much smaller size to play with the various animals, or perhaps the rare person he happens to reveal himself to. He enjoys eating bamboo and wasting away time lying in the sunshine. This side of Bai enjoys playing small tricks on people and having fun, which mostly ends up with him whacking them on the head with the stick of bamboo he can normally be seen munching on.
The angry side of Bai... well, that's a polar opposite of a story. This Bai's personality tends to lead to its much larger and lethal form (see above). This Bai is purely the beast in which it was born to be. Aggressive, stubborn, and unwilling to listen to all but the rare few people who can talk some sense into him - and somewhat vengeful. When in this half of his personality he's a killing machine, a complete psychopath deviod of most rational thoughts; save for the few things he would die to protect. Chaos reigns freely when Bai is in this form, and he becomes unpredictable - even going so far as to fake a facade of calm to allow an enemy to get closer to him.


History: Lil' Bai was born in the forested area of the Chakra Beast Valley. Though his mother did not remain alive long after his birth he was raised by his father, Hei Bai. Lil' Bai was always considered very small for a Bijuu, remaining much the size of a panda cub even after years of growth. However, his power could be felt regardless of his size; and that in itself gave Hei Bai hope that his son would one day take over when he left the world.
Hei Bai often took his son, Lil' Bai, with him when visiting the forests outside of Konoha to ensure that they were still safe and secure. Hei Bai had been the protector of the forests outside of Konoha for thousands of years - staying mostly in secret and going un-noticed as he went about what he felt were his duties. When the plague hit, caused by the Suiren, and the forests began to become over run and thus destroyed, Lil' Bai was witness to his father's pain and rage. This in turn caused him the same rage.
Thinking that the village of Konoha and the much smaller villagers surrounding it were to blame for the destruction of the once beautiful forests, and the over-run of the plague, Hei Bai and Lil' Bai went on a rampage, destroying much beyond being able to be rebuilt. Structures, statues, monuments, were all destroyed, and a lot of the lives that had up until that point survived were wiped out. It was during this point in time that it first became apparently that like his father before him Lil' Bai had two forms: the one in which he was calm and docile which was that of a little panda, and a much larger and far more dangerous form that matched up in height and weight to that of his fathers - making the two almost impossible to tell apart.
A lone ninja, one of the remaining Sannin who had not left Konoha for Niwa when the plague had begun to ravish their lands finally stood up to the pair, but not to fight, simply to explain to the intelligent beasts a simple fact: the Sannin held out an acorn, explaining that even though the plague ravished the lands now, it could all grow back, and that it would all start with that single, tiny little acorn: along with how Konoha had already started to rebuild in a way, in the form of the new village Niwaurshigakure. As the Sannin died, a victim of the plague that had started to infect him the moment he had attempted to make contact with the beasts, Hai Bai took the acorn in his mouth and left with his son; both of their anger having evaporated with the knowledge that things could return as they once were..
With the information of this new forested village fresh in their minds Hei Bai returned to the Chakra Beast Valley, but urged his son to go on; to take up the guidance of this new forest as Hei Bai had done to Konoha's. Lil' Bai parted ways from his father, venturing to this new forested home; to ensure that it did not face the same disaster as that of Konoha's.
Abilities:

Bamboo Release:

Enhanced Speed:

Enhanced Strength:

Transformation:

Telepathy:

Techniques:

Ninjutsu Enhanced Roar:

Bamboo Trap:

Bamboo Barrier:

Bamboo Maze:

Water Release - Great Water Drill:

Water Release - Great Waterfall Technique:

Multi-Water Clone Technique:

Name: Kua
Type: Bijuu || 11-Tail Minotaur
Rank: S
Elements: Doton || Gravity
Appearance:

Spoiler:

Kua is instantly recognizable; few creatures inspire more awe or fear in the human mind then the Minotaur. Half man, half bull; the Minotaur lives in the mythos of humanity as a raging demigod monster; strength nearly unmatched and a rage that will tear the world apart. However, while Kua does conform to the classical idea of a minotaur; he is anything but a dirty, monstrous beast. A rare Bijuu that wears clothing of some sort, he is also the only one to carry a weapon. Standing 100 meters tall from the base of his hooves to the base of his horns, and a full 25 meters taller counting said horns; he towers over everything in his path without trouble. Arms thicker than most buildings pack the strength needed to vaporize mountains with one swing of his hammer; while the razor sharp tips of his horns can pierce through entire forests without problems.

Personality: As is true of all of his kind; Kua is a being that is rife with contradictions. Wise and gentle, savage and beastly; he is all this and more. An intellect greater than any man mixed with the tenacity and strength of the bull; wrapped up in a layer of savage civility. Complex is an understatement; or rather, it is the closest a human mind can come to understanding a creature like Kua. The minotaur is normally a peaceable enough creature, preferring the solitude of the high mountains and pastures where he can rest and relax far away from prying eyes and the whims of the world. Where he lives, herds numbering in the thousands of bison, buffalo, and stray bovine of all species follow; a family of sorts for him to protect. He is the creator of the mountains and the high meadows; constantly at odds with the forest monkey Kishit for his destruction of the dense tree lines in favor of the wide grasslands his kind prefer.

His size allows him a measure of safety; few creatures could begin to harm him, and even fewer would bother those in his care. He can frequently be found lounging against the side of mountains, often times nearly as tall as the mountains themselves.

It is in times of conflict that the savage nature of the bull emerges; Kua is almost a berserker when he fights, rarely bothering to acknowledge that there can be friend or foe in a fight. His eyes routinely turn red in battle; shining like a beacon of his barely controlled beastial rage. While he is proficient in the use of hammers, axes, and other heavy weaponry; he is just as likely to utilize one of his many Doton techniques as he is to swing his weapon, and even more likely to drop all, lower his head, and charge with his tree-sized horns. It is nearly impossible to stop his rages until everything around him is a devastated wasteland; although he is particularly vulnerable to the plight of his herd. He would do anything to keep them safe; up to and including offering his own life for their safety.

History: Kua was not always a Bijuu, nor was he even born as a chakra beast. Centuries ago he was nothing more than a champion fighting bull, fawned over and beloved by the people of the village he was born in. Huge by any standards; he was the epitome of his species from the moment of his birth. His life was hard, but he was happy enough; he was never hungry, never cold nor too hot outside of battle, and he was always treated to the finest luxuries a bull could ever want. He was a simple creature living a simple life; and that was enough. It was in his 10th year of life that his world changed; in the forests outside of his home had lived a smaller chakra beast, no larger than a prairie buffalo but far stronger than any of the humans or beasts around. It was a strange creature; shaggy and sporting strange extra arms and legs that stuck out at odd angles. Why it decided to attack the village was never understood; in later years Kua came to believe that it was the noise of the bull fights that angered it. In it’s rampage it made the mistake of charging into the fighting arena while Kua was in the middle of a pre-fight celebration; he would always do laps around the arena and show off his perfection to the uproarious applause of the people. He was just a simple bull at the time; he had no idea what to make of the beast; all he knew was that it needed to die after the first time it attacked him. The attacks were strange, he’d never seen jutsu or chakra before, ninja didn’t exist in his village. Blasts of fire singed his fur, claws dripping with some kind of acid burned his flesh whenever an attack from either side landed. Kua was fighting for his life here; and he was losing. No bull could hold up to a chakra beast, after all. Not normally, anyway. It was pure luck that allowed him to survive; the creature had reared up to hit him with clawed hands, and Kua saw a chance to charge; his horns had never been filed down for safety; they were still razor sharp and plenty lethal. His charge was successful; piercing the heart and lungs of the beasts and ripping them clean out of it’s body. Kua was seriously hurt, but he would live even without the medical attention he received.

It was a few days later that the first changes were noticed. The terrible burns and gashes sustained in the fight had perfectly healed; no marks marred his body. He was filled with a strange energy he’d never known; he’d all but stopped feeling tired at all, and no longer needed to eat as often; although his appetite when he did eat had nearly tripled. He found himself slowly being able to understand the speech of his handlers; something he’d never been able to do before; it had just been gibberish to his ears. After a few weeks his handlers were astounded to find he was growing again; not just in weight but in overall size. Horns had lengthened; his body was longer and taller, and his muscle mass had risen by nearly a quarter. Even with his increasing intellect, he couldn’t understand what was happening to himself; he had no way of knowing that by defeating the chakra beast as he had, he’d absorbed it’s chakra and power and was slowly changing because of it.

News of his fight and victory travelled fast; bringing him new fame and opponents from far and wide. Bulls larger than anything he’d ever seen or existed in their lands began appearing to challenge him, and each was dispatched with a lessening degree of trouble. The further out from the death of the chakra beast, the stronger he became; until he’d finally grown to equal the beast in power. He was now almost three times his original size and weight; with physical power that terrified everything around him. His mind had grown comparable in intelligence to a human child, able to understand most of what was said around him and even able to begin to plan and such before and during his fights. He was unbeatable now, far greater than any bull that had ever existed before him.

Then  the second chakra beast appeared. His fame was to be his downfall; chakra beasts had an innate need to challenge anything that was equal or stronger in power than they were, knowing that defeating it would make them stronger. Kua’s reputation had grown so much that chakra beasts of the country had come to believe he was one of them; not and entirely untrue assumption. He was still mostly a bull, but enhanced now; more than what he had or could have been. The second beast appeared and challenged him; this time some sort of wolf-type creature. The fight was short; the beast was fast, but it couldn’t handle the sheer power of Kua. Between sharp hooves and horns and the power behind their strikes, the beast was dead in minutes; and Kua was once again filled with the power of the fallen beast.

This cycle continued for months; he’d defeat any beasts that came to challenge him, and each time he grew larger, stronger, and more intelligent. The people were becoming afraid; both of Kua and of the attacking monsters; they knew the beasts came for Kua and Kua alone; causing them to eventually turn on him as well. No amount of fame and coin that Kua could bring was worth the danger. He was turned out into the wild; banished from the village of his birth and left to roam the world as one of the chakra beasts he was constantly having to defeat. This cycled continued for nearly a century; with each beast he killed his lifespan would grow significantly; before that day. It was the second day that would change his life; the day he stumbled through the mountain fog and into the Valley of the Chakra Beasts.

A lesser being would have died long before making it that far; but by that time he’d grown to well over 20 meters tall and far stronger than the poor beasts that still tried to beat him. Wandering into the valley was nothing to him; it anything it should have given him a place to be safe. Within the valley the beasts rarely competed as they did in the outside world; there was no point after all. Lost and in need of water; Kua wandered around the strange place until he came upon a strange spring; seemingly bubbling forth from the top of an oddly shaped tree. Whatever the liquid was, it smelled to him like the sweet, clean mountain water he desperately needed. His only thought was of slaking his thirst; he went right to the spring and lowered his head to drink. The moment his muzzle touched the liquid, his world was forever changed once more.

The spring he had found was not a spring of water, or any other true liquid. He’d stumbled across the Wellspring of Life; the very origin of all chakra and life energy in the world. By touching the pure energy held within the pool, he was able to absorb an enormous amount of it; quickly and permanently changing him from just another chakra beast of the world into one of the great and power Bijuu; his two horns growing and changing to reflect his new position as the Two-Tailed Bijuu. The pure life energy flowing through his body forced a final change; he was far more than just a bull even before that point, now his body would show it. Exploding in size, he rose to stand on two legs like a man; muzzle and throat changed to allow for language and speech without problem; front legs shifting and changing into three-fingered hands similar to that of a primate. When the change was complete his journey from simple bull to Bijuu was complete; on the spring he swore to become too protector of his kind. He’d seen far too many fall to the whims of man and chakra beast; he would return to the world beyond the valley and gather them where he could protect them. In the moments before he left, he spotted a strange object laying against the side of the spring; a hammer so small that he could barely pick it up. However, once he had it began to grow and change until it fit in his hand perfectly. From the hammer came a strange, new power; the power to control gravity itself; perfect complement to the power of Earth he’d gained from the spring.

Abilities:

Houjin’s Hammer:

Techniques:

Levitation:

Tectonic Smash:

Earth Style Wall:

Earth Flow Divide:

Strong Servant Warrior:

Earth Mausoleum Dumpling:

Swamp Of the Underworld:

Earth Spear: