>>5805910>>5805917>>5805926>>5805930>>5805932>>5806336>>5806743>-1 Will of Fire. You have 2.You fall completely into the world’s reflection in the water’s surface. An infinitely huge white place, faint tints of blue, little lights flickering here and there. A fog seemed to obscure the reaches of your vision, and the DEMON loomed, huge and powerful.
You were in a place beyond time and space. Your body wasn’t really here, nothing really was, materially speaking.
But this was no genjutsu.
This was a spiritual plane, the domain of this thing. It leered at you with primordial hate as it circled around you at near-impossible speed. You couldn’t just stand and wait for it, you had to act.
Tora. Water Clone jutsu.
You split seamlessly in two. Your clone knew what to do. It immediately runs off to the side and begins weaving a sensing water sphere to keep track of the demon that rushes in circles overhead. You wait and watch the clone as it watches its sphere. You wish you could monitor what the clone was seeing in the sphere with your own eyes, but your standing there and looking like the real decoy had to have some kind of drawback to it.
Your clone wordlessly allows the sphere to dissipate and makes eye contact with you, gesturing to some point in the foggy distance.
<span class="mu-b">”The core-”</span>
At that moment the demon rushes down from the faded heights far above you, engulfing your clone with its titanic maw. You feel it dissipate, and a bit of chakra returns to you.
<span class="mu-b">Blue</span> light erupts from the thing's mouth as it consumes your clone, temporarily stunning the demon as it squirms in agony and rage. You take that opportunity to fire a water bullet at it.
Water does not come out. There was no water here. Things only resembled physical matter in this place without being composed of it. A <span class="mu-b">blue</span> beam of spiritual force lances out of your mouth and strikes the thing hard in the jaw, ripping its mouth open and sending it into further spirals of insensate hysteria.
This wasn’t the physical world. Everything around you was a pure manifestation of will. It occurs to you that what your eyes perceive may in fact be irrelevant. There was no water, there was no demon flying around, and you weren’t even here either. This was all just your mind’s way of making sense of something that was beyond human comprehension.
That didn’t make the demon any less lethal if it had the opportunity to rend your spirit, however. Luckily it was temporarily stunned, and you had a moment to hide from it. Risking getting struck by this thing would almost assuredly mean instant death, but it seemed your own <span class="mu-b">nature</span> was similarly lethal to it as well. Something about the <span class="mu-b">BLUE</span> was toxic to this thing to an extreme degree that undermined the difference in your relative size and power... At least here, in this space between worlds.
>What do next.>1d100 or 1d100+10 