Aria's Shifting Scales

Techniques being learnt
D = 10
C = 9
B = 10
A = 8
S = 9
Total = 46 Techniques (No Solo Training for 46 Days)

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To begin to understand Aria one must first understand where she comes from, what she embodies, who she worships, how she lives and when she acts. To understand Aria one must be one with not only Gaia but the Flock which comprises the entire Aero Tribe, no even more than that one must understand the Dobutsu in order to understand Aria herself. This is why at the moment, upon discovering her inner beast her Proto-Origin what her ancestry was, is and will be that she fully grasped why those who knew her called her Aria of the Shifting Scales. She was absolutely still praying and basking in Gaia's splendor as she liberated the land from the damnable Humans, the corrupted brethren known as Nova and those abominations the shinobi called Zireh. Everything she did was for a reason she had listened to Gaia and the fauna throughout the world, together they screamed and mourned the state of the world. Humanity and those bound to them had forgotten nature and had erected things with no regard to the natural order they had disrupted ecosystems and hunted creatures not because of need but rather due to sport. They waged war and devastated lands with no end constantly trying to compete with another leaving trails of destruction in their wake with no regard to those without a voice to oppose them.

But no longer that was the case, she remembered the jubilation all Dobutsu had when the Forsaken shinobi nest fell, and her flocks elation as not many moons after the Echoes shinobi nest was destroyed with the lands being returned to their natural state allowing fauna to roam free and reclaim their homes. It was then her devotion to liberating the Origin Continent was reaffirmed, the Dobutsu, no all animal kind could no longer sit back and watch humanity destroy their home. They had spread about through the world without limit why did they have to involve the motherland in their strife and chaos. Wasn't it enough that they wiped out the Chakra Beasts who had lived in harmony with the Dobutsu for thousands of years without much conflict or did they not realize the purpose that they had in maintaining the balance of the world. But no, humanity was ignorant and did things without thinking playing as if they were Gaia and creating things which shouldn't be made in the first place. Perhaps that was why they had such strife, it was Gaia punishing them for their insolence, they could never find peace so long as they existed for all they knew was how to destroy.

But now wasn't the time for just reflection instead Aria would review her abilities first starting with her Water Convergence Theory. She had taken her water manipulation and tied it in with rhythm in order to make dances into a combat fighting style which was capable of using the moisture in the air to generate quantities of water. She could draw moisture out of plant life, to further do such and change chakra based plant life into normal forestry preventing it's use against her. Water was life, after all and there was no truer expression of life as a Shanthien the keepers of Gaia, the balancers of nature. The smooth flowing current being expressed in her movements to allow her to almost become water, and thus learn how to harness it on an instinctual level something that humanity could never quite grasp. This contrasted with her Wind Vortex Theory it's erratic movements and constantly shifting unrestrained dances embodied freedom and the flighty nature of wind. She was one with it, churning up gusts and tornadoes, beating her wings to glide on wind currents, diving down from below and ascending high into the clouds. She was the Alpha of the Aero tribe and like those preceding her she was truly at home in the sky, just like the rest of her flock oh how she longed to once more to roam the world like Gaia intended the entire sky as her domain. The flock was by nature nomadic staying in one place was something that they had adopted only due to survival and due to fear of being hunted to extinction. This tied into her Growing Forest Theory, manipulating nature itself to set down roots which would anchor the trunks of trees, branches which bore fruit which would fall to the ground. Mushrooms which released spores into the air and flowers which shed their petals which scattered through the wind, the closest expression of Gaia's will on the world was through plant life. This was the reason Nature Release had the ability to tame the Bijuu, as what are the Bijuu if not forces of nature if they were as destructive as they were rumored to be why did they not constantly tear up the world. Yet they were strangely absent deciding to spend their time doing other things while strife filled the world, or had they too decided to withdraw from the chaos of humanity in order to see them destroy themselves.

The Sea, the Sky, the Earth all three worked in tandem to encompass Nature and thus Aria bore the moniker of the shifting scales initially because she wished to shift the scales in Gaia's favor. That was why during the calm she was busy moving about creating and restoring the lands to their natural state, moving creatures and re-establishing territory and ecosystems as her inner God Beast instincts demanded of her. In her eyes every fauna was part of her family their struggles were her struggles their triumphs and pain were her own as well. It was why she had bid her time until they were all settled in before moving onto the Land of Paradox, she had wanted to further seal the gap between the shinobi and the Dobutsu to make sure they were discouraged from spreading further and hopefully pushing them back to where they came from. It was no secret that humanity did not belong here after all if they did why were their so many in the west, why did no one talk about the olden days where humanity had fled in droves from the east as the continent sunk beneath the sea. No the origin continent could not face such a fate, it was up to the Dobutsu to see that humanity did not destroy yet another continent with their warmongering ways.

Her lucidity would shift as she could feel the ever creeping insanity lurking just beneath the surface of her mind, the price of power the bloodline of the Alatreon. Gifted with the use of Fire, Water, Earth, Wind, Lightning and Life yet cursed with bouts of psychosis causing them to constantly shift between them never settling down enough to truly master the use of one. That is until they were lucid calming down and focusing as they were in-tune with Life and like the chakra beasts of old and some nova of today, were able to utilize it to their advantage mixing elements together to bear the traits of another. All was mentally controlled a gift that she came to acquire only after discovering her self underneath and within herself, the use of the elements instinctively without even needing to move at all. The six shaping to her will with mere command, she could see how they all went insane, perhaps it was due to the power no mortal should be able to control such diversity but no she knew better, they were filled with madness because it afflicted them. They were juveniles and thus could not control their power and so it controlled them, but an adult Alatreon hadn't been seen in hundreds of years were they even still around, possibly unlikely as they never lived to full maturity the humans hunting them down due to their fear.

As a result Aria had resigned herself to tempering her madness learning to direct it not at her beloved flock but those who deserved it, no she swore to herself and her maker, Gaia practically begging for her mercy so that she did not hurt those closest to her in her insanity. And lo.. Gaia answered her prayers showing her that the key to remaining sane was to embrace her Origin forme, the Shanthien champion of Gaia. No she realized it but she did not truly see, did not understand now she did, she would have to not forsake her old abilities to focus on the old but rather use them simultaneously moving her body to facilitate her dances only to become one with nature and embody the absolute stillness which allowed her to channel Gaia's energies. Yet she was no longer limited to maintaining contact with her Deity, nor forced to be vulnerable while she gathered her strength. No now she could be a fortress blindsiding her opponents with expressions of six elements used in succession battering them with the superiority of an Alpha Dobutsu. She had accepted both parts of herself, and had taken to practicing her abilities not only in her regular form but in her Origin forms marveling in the difference in terms of what she could do. As a Dobutsu she was lithe, quick and nimble able to dance to show her praise of Gaia, her natural forme being what she was most comfortable in as it was how she was when she was born. Her Alatreon form was powerful yet different, with six limbs she could do more than what she could with just four, the scale of her techniques were devastating and all in her flock marveled at the quality of her scales. As a Shanthien she felt immense, dwarfing everything around her, when she dances the earth trembled when she roared the heavens shook, the scope of her power seemed unmatched and her body coursed with Gaia's gift onto all life. She was able to understand her purpose why she was put on her makers body she was to return the shinobi world to it's primal state filled with fauna and life survival of the fittest as Gaia intended.

To do so she had been gifted with fire, the all consuming aggressive primary element. That which feeds on wind to grow more powerful and is doused by water, that which heats up the air to bring form storm louds facilitating the use of lighting, that which melts the ground to bring forth the scorching earth and bakes life into ash. Fire was misunderstood often only seen as something, no a tool for destruction but one needed to understand that fire was life. Fire brought forth new things, removed the old by it's trials and that which stagnated was destroyed so that others could have the opportunity to flourish. Fire was the great equalizer, the cleanser of life, fire was her to wield and manipulate and she would call it Pyro Art as truly her use of flames to slaughter the humans would be likened to the beautiful artistry that Gaia was capable of creating as She reshaped the world. To understand fire Aria had to expose herself to it, to learn it's traits and it's properties to view it as it burned and smoldered that which it came in contact with. It was what allowed her to merge it with Life to produce bones of a red color which were able to set things ablaze with the fury of Nature. Yes fire was a gift, a gift from Gaia to use to judge those who had committed genocide on her kin and rendered the Chakra Beasts extinct fire would judge them as they should be judged blood paid with blood.

The next was Water, it was truly enlightening to think she understood water previously, surely she thought she did as she had been using water before she knew what water truly was. Yet now she understood it, she understood that water was everywhere not limited to just plants or visible sources, but was in the air, saturating it, flowed in the body vitalizing it and pooled in the heavens just waiting to rain down from above and grace those with it's purifying showers. Water which extinguished fire, yet was sucked into the ground it's crushing for dissipated, that which when backed by wind could travel miles terraforming all which were swept up by its waves, that which conducted lightning through itself shocking those unfortunate to dampen themselves, that which flowed in all life to produce their life-force blood the key to reaching the sole and that which connected family. Water was life, she had said this before and she stood by her point, there was no greater connection to life that water, perhaps that was why most living things were mainly comprised of it, why it spread through the world and where all life originated from. No she herself was capable of diving underwater swimming in it as she would fly in the air, breathing through one fluid as she would another she was no stranger to the allure of the sea after all she was a Shanthien a being one will all expressions of nature. Water was her purifier, and thus she would call it Hydro Art, as while she swept away their nests and structures under the crushing embrace of the sea it would be likened to the artistry of Gaia shifting the balance of the sea in respect to Luna.

Earth, rock, soil, mud all these things she was familiar with, how could she not be as the ground was something that seemed constant yet shifted and was diverse. Was it not hard, soft, powdery, gritty yet at the same time loamy, muddy, swampy and could support plant life? Earth which swallowed up water yet had it's bonds broken apart by the grounding of lightning, that which was emblazed with with the searing heat of fire shifting from it's solid state into melted rock, that which mixed with wind, blew dust, sediment and sand through the air obscuring vision and eroding structures, that which mixed with life to bring forth the threads which tied everything together. Earth was solid, unshakable as when it did rumble everything was torn apart, the shifting of Gaia was perhaps the most feared as everything was tied to the earth even the mighty sea. A simple shift and trees fell, mountains exploded and tsunami's raged, what could compare it. Earth was gifted to her to shake the world, inform all of those who knew not of Gaia's power that indeed she remained ready and willing to tear up all that they knew. As thus she called it Geo Art, in reference to her Maker, as it would be likened to an art brought about by the shifting of the mantle and the shuffling of everything in it's wake. Canyons, valleys, hills, plateaus all shaped according to Gaia's will, yes the massacres would be numerous as it should be as Gaia never forgets nor have the Dobutsu.

Wind, free and unrestrained the truest embodiment of the Aero Tribe. No Aria understood wind, she understood it more than the others for wind was everything to the flock and the flock was everything to Gaia. Wind was shifting, churning and cycling fueling fire due to the breath of life flowing within it, that which opposed lightning insulating the current which tried to flow through it, that which backed water to produce waves and crests which crushed everything beneath them, that which bore down against earth blowing bits and pieces away and carrying them across vast distances, that which mixed with life to produce the inanimate a creation which had been morphed to record things the gift of the reaper of all life gave to humanity which allowed them to subjugate the world. Yet wind was not evil, nor was it good, wind simply was, hurricanes, tornadoes, cyclones, all were expressions of wind and all were necessary to the survival of all life. Wind refreshed the world, preventing things from lingering long enough to stale and providing a constant flow, it was why the flock was originally nomadic going wherever the wind took them as that was the original state of things as it could not be tamed or guided... no one must let wind guide them. It was why out of all she decided on Aero Art as akin to the name bestowed upon her flock, wind was art in it's truest form as art itself was only what the beholder chose to see it as.

Lightning is known as the judgment from the deities, striking down those who try to reach above their station and leaving no survivors, how many could be struck by it and yet not be pierced through and cauterized. Many seemed to think fire was painful but it was nothing compared to lightning, lightning ceased the body caused the mind to become addled and erratic, and the erratic to become calm and ordered. It stopped the heart, allowed one to feel pain and and dish it, allowed one to understand what their senses received and organize it into something to comprehend. Lightning which crumbled earth by passing through it, yet was halted by wind ceasing the vibrations which pierced through everything else, that which ran through water transmitting its current, that which descended down from the sky when flames raged down below, that which was so closely tied with life that it was capable of claiming it, scorching out the very essence of it straight out of a living beings body. Lightning was difficult to control and establishing one's will over it only lead to disaster, no it was meant to be let free and and flow freely like Gaia intended. It was the spark of life and just like spark it was fleeting and could appear and disappear at any time in a flash. It was why she referred to it as Electro Art, as while it lit up the heavens illuminating the world below it, it was quite beautiful and perhaps easiest thing to refer art as was by using the term, beautiful.

Life, what was life? Truthfully Aria did not know until she became in-tune with it, and it could only be described as Life. Life was itself and that was it, it had no equal it had no mimicry it was unique in it's application and coveted by all. Those without life were flawed tainted, yet those who saw themselves above it merely clung to it after what was immortality if not the desire to remain alive. No Alatreon understood life, it was tied to their bodies it was why after being slayed they decomposed only leaving her bones behind because bone was the truest expression of life. It produced one's life-force, it structured one's body, even it's variants only mimicked it sacrificing it's durability for flexibility with cartilage and sacrificing flexibility with durability when it came to chitin. Life was neutral, unyielding each of the other five having interrelationships and counter balanced each other, life simply existed and merged to form new things. Yet life was not without flaw and it was for that reason that Alatreon decided to imbue their skeletons with their other elements taking the aspects which makes Life so desirable and fusing them with the attributes of the raw elementals. Draconic bones as they are the true dragons masters of the elements harbingers of the apocalypse, keepers of the old ways. Dragons were fantastic beasts, yes and even more fanciful creatures why else would they be so feared by the denizen's of Datara to warrant their destruction. Yes lying within the bones of the dragons was the ability to harness the elements Red, Blue, Green, Yellow & Purple all expressions of life plus another, to combust, to absorb, to reflect, to shock, to shred all interlaced with the truest expression of life...Bone.

Yes it was through the mixing of the two Life and Nature that one became close to basking in Gaia's love, it was why she was so devote to her maker as being the high priestess of Gaia only gave her more insight into the will of her maker. She did not seek the extinction of the humans no she merely wished to cast them back to their lands, while rounding up the nova to re-educate them and bring them back to their true sense of being, the abominations however must cease to exist, zireh were unnatural and not creations of Gaia nor were worthy of existing. To leave them be had no purpose in the ecosystem they did not need to eat, to breed, to breath, they were synthetic a threat to all organic life, to give the inanimate, animation was to spit in Gaia's face. Humanity was so infuriating, so daring no, their creations would have to all be destroyed wiped from the motherland so that no evidence of their existence remained, let them return to the lands that they destroyed as they had been given everything else why must their greed spread to take that which was not their own. But that was humanity, the flaw which animals did not possess when an animal stakes out it's territory it does not seek to claim more than it can manage, everything within it's territory is beholden onto it. When things grow to much it culls the numbers so that it does not affect the hunt, it doesn't disturb the balance, yet humans simply breed without limit filling the world and disrupting everything in their path.

It was disgusting and she hated them for it, the sheer anger she felt towards humanity was reflected in how she chose to wield her elements, as while her dances were meant to restore the world and could be used in combat. Her Arts were specifically made for it to take the fight to the humans and slaughter them by the hundred, she did not care for their fears, wants, dreams she did not care if they were male, female or young. She would slaughter them all just like they did the Chakra Beasts and those Dobutsu who fought back when they arrived hundreds of years ago. That was why she fought, that was why her flock fought, that was why her race fought united against humanity. She was fighting to repay the favor, to complete the cycle to restore the balance, it was why the creatures rose in the defense of the Dobutsu, and why when the Shinobi attempted to retake their lands they would not only be fighting Gaia's blessed but likewise every other creation as well. It was why no matter what they did, they would not win all they could do is bow before the might of Gaia and her champions. In truth she did not like to kill, no Shanthien enjoyed claiming life, it was just not their way however when something affected the cycle and balance of nature it was to be destroyed without mercy. So for their sake they should flee, flee in droves back across the sea, for this war was not a war that would end with a surrender. No it was a war that would end whether in victory or in death, surrender was not an option it wasn't even a thought in the minds of the Dobutsu for to surrender was to be rendered extinct or worse be turned into slaves for humanities amusement.

Aria would open her eyes blinking as the land around her changed twisting and was shaped by her use of all 6 of the primary elements, so fundamentally tied in with her being that she was able to alter the very weather of an area. She would make it tropical, the ideal weather condition for nature to wage war in, the humid, heated air filling animals with a sense of purpose the drive to compete, mate and hunt. Perhaps even as far apart as humanity was they could feel it, feel the call of the beasts within their bodies, listen to Gaia's words and leave the continent to the Dobutsu. Doubtful..no they were so swayed by the words of the reaper of souls and the deity who thinks Himself above the rest that they could no longer hear the call of Gaia even those who sought to ally with the summoning animals only used Gaia's gift to bring pain to the world. Thus she had revisit all that she once knew, and change her patterns, she knew herself and knew what she could physically accomplish. Yet at the same time why not mix it together, bolster her resistances with her defense infuse her scales with life to further harden them in preparation for combat. Create a forest of bones to mingle with her forest of plant life intertwined so closely so as to become one with another. Empower her body with her life-force and Gaia's gift of natural energy in order to augment her physical prowess. Aria wasn't a fighter by nature but a mother and provider to her flock, but every mother was utterly fearless when it came to protecting her children and would do anything for them and thus like a mother she needed to be able to protect her flock. She would meet these shinobi who trained to kill from a young age with the tempered instinct of a beast who was built to survive from the moment they were born. She would clash against their jutsu with the innate abilities granted to her by Gaia, their physical techniques with her own hunting techniques. She would shoulder the fury of hundreds no thousands of her fallen brethren and will not stop until humanity understood that they could not simply step on everything and get their way.

Her senses were heightened, mixed in with her own innate perceptiveness to not only be limited to sight, but through scent, hearing, taste and touch as well as nature itself. To see across vast distances so as to plunge down from above and claim prey, to smell and distinguish scents to differentiate between kin and foe, to listen to the sound of a heartbeat and the quickened breath of a hidden adversary. To taste the flesh and fear of those who were disconnected with their primal instinct and to feel the winds embrace and shifting current to unmask the unseen. To detect all that is connected to nature and see the void that is those who are without it. Aria would get up from meditating before sprouting her wings and shifting into her origin form becoming a Shanthien and roaring into the heavens to congregate her flock. They would hearken onto her call and gather in the trees, on the water surface circling the air waiting, listening ever ready to heed to the call of their Alpha. A second roar and all would become still as they all shifted into their origin forms as well as fauna flooded the landscape all sitting, waiting, watching. Aria would bide her time, until no more wandered into the area and would then begin to speak using the beast tongue as words could not describe what she felt, the emotion which reverberated in her heart. She could only express it through the raw emotion, the bestial calls to her kin, her flock, her children. It was a call to arms a reaffirmation that what they were doing was Gaia's will a surge of confidence to keep up the fight and they would prevail. She knew it would not continue to be this easy but rather it would only get harder with time. The Humans would not take her incursion into their territory lightly and would only attempt to respond in kind, but no she would be ready, the Dobutsu would be ready, the God Beasts would be ready, the creatures and animals would all be ready.

Too long had they sit by and watch humanity destroy and conquer, now was the time of the beast a return to life as it was intended. Humanity best prepare, watch as what they thought were pets would return to their natural state. One can not simply tame a beast, it will always remain so it might not bite the hand that feeds it but it can not deny what it is. They like the Hokkai would be turned against, they will hunger but see no prey to feast upon, they will wish for slumber yet be hunted down during the night. All manner of life shall contribute towards Gaia's victory whether they wish to or not as one can not simply choose to ignore their maker's call. They were not Humanity, they were not Nova, they were not abominations known as Zireh. They were Beast kin and all were extensions of Gaia's will, all the signs were apparent did they not see that summons forsake them, did they not notice the rise of Pandora and the denizens of the underworld. Did they not notice the Bijuu no longer roamed the world, it was all waiting, baiting it's breath waiting to explode into action and reclaim that which was lost. Aria would let her flock know this, and they would respond in kind in the beast tongue, informing her of events which had taken place, what they had done in preparation. She would learn all of this and then roar to silence them all, changing the conversation to inquire about their young and their nests.

The tone of the conversation would change as many would rejoice their numbers were steadily climbing back up to what they had lost over time, species which were becoming endangered were now leaving such threatening status. It was a time for joy, it was working and Gaia was pleased it was why she was blessing them with such fertility and thanks to their regained lands they could afford to build nests to facilitate their development. She would inquire about the state of their lands, their territory whether they wished for additional work to be done yet none wanted, all were satisfied with what Gaia provided. That was the difference between man and beast, man continually wanted more, beasts adapted to what they had and that was why humanity needed to be ejected from the motherland. Their want was a plague devouring everything in it's wake until Gaia was purged of all resources and then what, what would they do upon the balance being destroyed. Would they seek the stars searching for yet a new world to populate and reduce to ashes, what made them so sure that another world such as this existed in the first place. No what made them so sure that their deities even promised them this new world, they did not deserve it, all humanity deserved was death, ashes to ashes...dust to dust.

Aria would shift back into her normal form as would the dobutsu who likewise had joined the gathering her body changing as she channeled Gaia's energy becoming more feral her hair tinged green only to become akin to vines with leaves sprouting from it. The purple lines trailing down her face like tear marks only serving to reinforce her features she would smile upon all of those that gathered deciding to speak as she had not done such in a while. She had conveyed all that she needed to get off of her chest, her heart and soul feeling lightened yet her determination was as focused as ever. My beloved kin, rejoice for the time has come for us to reclaim that which is rightfully ours from those who seek out extinction or enslavement. The time has come for our young to roam the world unafraid of anything but the cycle, of eat or be eaten rather than being stolen from us, skinned alive their bodies being cast off and deemed unusable. The time has come for their perversions of nature their metal nests and mountains to be destroyed and the evidence of their existence to be purged from Our homeland. They will scheme, plot, ally, and kill to preserve what they think they have built for themselves, but the reality is that they Stole Everything. Come my kin, the time has come for us to avenge our fallen brethren to our last breaths no more shall beast be beholden onto Humanity no longer shall they run unchecked through the world plunging it into chaos due to their petty illusions of grandeur. They will return to their place in the cycle part of the food chain using like beast only their limbs, claws and teeth to carve their way to the top. Aria said to choruses of cheers and roars of agreement, it brought her such joy to speak to her kin, especially in regards to something as important as this.

No longer will we simply watch as our kin are slaughtered, harvested and bound but together we will unite to restore the order of things and when they are driven out, their abominations eradicated and the nova purified of their human taint. We shall once again return to the order of things, eat or be eaten, survival of the fittest constantly keeping the balance of life and death as Gaia intended for all of her creations. Aria shouted before returning to normal, war cometh to all.

Word Count Needed = 5550 (22200 Quartered due to event)
Word Count = 5550
Training Complete.

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