Achieving his Birthright(P)

Roland stood upon a log within a quagmire of rotted flora, the bog which passed for ground released many things, sounds and smells included but none reached him. Roland was much to focused on unlocking and mastering the abilities gifted to him by his ancestors, his white eyes would need to evolve as it were. The odd ninja knew that it would be much more useful to see as far and as wide as he could with the Byakugan, the range given to him would allow him to assess threats much sooner giving him more time to formulate a defense.

Today the one once known as Bishop was wearing a simple gi of dark blue and black, it matched the somber surroundings he found himself training in. Upon his head, cocked over his left eye, was his ninja headband, it seemed extremely odd wearing it now but again he was extremely odd. Roland Otsutsuki had never truly felt at home in the Village but, his early loss of parents and lack of true mentorship may have skewed that feeling significantly. His dark hair drifted over this headband and was also parted by the bands which held the cotton mask which now covered the lower half of his face stretching from nose to chin. Upon his feet he wore odd footwear from his days in training, they were hard soled yet soft enough to allow someone with control of their body to move without a sound. Akin to his gi, they too were black and the blue of the deep ocean where monsters worse than those known to human eyes lurked.

Roland had centered himself and had thought before about how to master this, the young man had figured the best course of action would be simple to look with his eyes closed. He knew the powers of the Byakugan and he knew that this would be possible. Still, it was seven hours before he saw even a flash. By the time the ninja had made any sort of progress, the sun had already begun it's quick downward decent. The flaming orb in the sky was about to paint it's home with exquisite colors of pink, orange, and after that purple. When Roland saw this flash he saw many things, one such as Roland noted many details very fast. While he only had the sight for a hair under a second he noted the numerous living creatures in the area, along with where it was and was not safe to step. While he saw much more, it would not be another half hour until he could see even more. The odd black and white colors soon began to fade darker as the sun set, and Roland knew he must turn back for the day. However, tomorrow was a new day and tomorrow he would probably make some more progress, his will demanded it like a glutton insisted on more cuisine.

Walking back allowed the young man to have a lot of time to think, his thoughts wandered about in their odd rational way. Every so often they would dart to his surroundings and do an assessment, marking everything of note. Of course his thoughts were broken by each movement however those were so brief they did not oft break the flow of thought, they were simply pebbles in the river of his thoughts unlike the puzzles he tried to solve which shaped the banks upon which that river flowed. Those puzzles were things like the dragon which had met him last night, his odd powers, and his incessant urge to finally train that which his mother taught him long ago. A few others darted in of course, oddly however while they should have been stronger they were not. Instead they were simply rocks which twisted his thoughts like rushing rapids, churning his thoughts to foam. Roland did not wish to dwell upon them for long, and as such their priority dropped immensely.

An hour after sunset Roland Otsutsuki returned to the village, lazily making his way over the defenses and around, sometimes even through but he had grown up doing this and had been trained when every new defense was added. Slipping into his own village was like slipping into a glove for the young ninja. Yawning he soon made his way through the streets preferring to avoid those few who were out in the night, not due to some sense of fear but rather his own anti-socialness. As he often told himself, Roland Otsutsuki was a very odd ninja indeed.

The house was not much to look at, but it was there in which he made his best breakthrough in the occular powers locked within his genetics. It was a flash of inspiration, the spark in his synapses raced through his brain faster than his other thoughts. The solution hit him like a hammer tying two railroad ties together with a spike, the puzzle was now completed and arrayed before his mind's eye like a map. Roland Otsutsuki flooded his eyes with chakra forcing the essence to engulf the semi-liquid orbs, and rush through them finally breaking through and revealing the world in a new light.

The world was now shades of white and black, his analytical bounty was much improved as well but within a few hours soon the information became much less overwhelming. He could see, well, just about everything at least that was how it felt at first. Upon getting used to the eyes he realized that he did not see quite everything, but he was close enough that it did not matter. Whilst he could see up to a mile if he focused, he found that the average sight of his now completely encircled vision(that took a while to get used to, orienting oneself was tricky) stretched several hundreds of yards. This was good, with this he could better defend himself after all. With a happy sigh Roland found his way back to his bed, undressed himself, and promptly began the pre-sleeping ritual of gathering comfort. It was not soon after that he found his lids closing of their own volition.


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((I'd like to apply 4k of the granted 6k onto this skill, and the rest towards my Dragon Force, reducing it's needed word count to 1.5K if that is acceptable as well))