M. Nen Master

“ Nen... that which is more important than life itself. ” It takes years of training to be able to use Nen, but there are ways to utilize the power of Nen without investing the time. Tattoos are one way to do that. This method, known for its use of contemptible materials, is only practiced by a few remaining tattoo artists and fighters. This special type of tattoo can forcefully change the Nen's flow inside the body. By using this method, Powerful Nen energy is created, which usually surpasses the individuals capacity to control it. With great power, comes great risk. This method decreases the life of the tattooed person by about 1/3rd, as the forceful flow of Nen puts an unbearable stress on the body. Because of this reason, these types of tattoos are strictly forbidden in Suju. Any tattoo artist found guilty of this practice is executed immediately, and those that he (or she) tattooed are banished from Suju, to a place of strict sanctions. Despite that fact, the art of the Nen tattoo can still be found emblazoned upon the skins of many, who seek ultimate Nen energy... Man's desire for power knows no end. If you ever meet a Nen Master in the land of Arad, who has an unstable energy, or a threatening presence, they are most likely bearing this tattoo mark somewhere upon their flesh. These people have forgotten the true meaning of Nen. The art of applying energy to preserve safety and health. These careless individuals are concerned, only for extracting the offensive power that the Nen holds... Testing their skill level though, would be quite a foolish act. Although they gain more power by sacrificing their lifespan, Their lifespan will be quickly reduced without gaining anything. “ I will show you what fear truly is. ” You dare come at me with such lewd virtues? ...without a hint of courage? The remaining life I have is as important as yours. There is something however, I hold more dear than becoming an old man, sick and bed-ridden with disease. Have you ever seen your family die before your very eyes? Have you begged for your life with your face immersed in utter fear? If there is one sin in this world worth contempt, it is the sin of being weak. While you were busy figuring out your "true morals," I acquired my Nen ability... something none of you could obtain after decades of training. My Nen is my resentment... my rage... and my pure hatred toward you all. As I soak in your jealousy, I shall become even stronger. You who fear this cursed tattoo... I will teach you what true fear is with the ferocity of my lion-like Nen prowess! Beware the mauling of the legendary Radiant Lion. “ Heed my words people, I have come to save ” There was a guy in the early days. He has chosen the forbidden path, but has always been concerned about his miserable end that was getting close. His only enemy was nothing but time, and his anxiety was getting bigger as the day went on. Do I just let my life get taken away? Do I just get buried with my unfinished will? He agonized yet he could not find a satisfying answer. So he walked into the deep inside the mountains. It was to not just sit down and waiting for his end, but to reach his end himself with harsh training. With his body broken down, collapsed under the waterfall, he witnessed a lightning bolt piercing down from the sky. The light that lit the world briefly and instantaneously disappeared has awakened him. His breathing was changed. The new energy started flowing through his dying body. He got up and laughed out. It was very loud that the entire mountain seemed to shiver. Later people looked for him in the mountains, but he was nowhere to be found; instead, only a rock with the paragraph below was found: "I wanted to become like this gigantic mountains, but threw away a small piece of rock because of its size. I walked a countless distance, but I realized that the mountains were under my own feet only after I have looked back. Would my hand be able to grasp the sky, or the sea. Why would I be greedy for any more if it only gets farther away from me by doing so? How would it be if I do this, or if I do that. Wouldn't I only rot after I go away? Has the world ever stopped flowing because my legs rooted as if it were from a tree? Life and death are both only parts of the universe, and why did I suffer even after I was aware of that fact? Getting freed from the greed, looking into the void, finally the stuck will be born open and the empty will be filled I now realize that there is nothing 'more' and 'less' in the universe." The trees are no different from the forest, and so are the rocks from boulders, Even the weak hold great nen. Those who boast their strength are the weakest, I am the weak, and the weak are I. In the days of young I had been blinded by rage and craved for power, how foolish this is. Death comes for all, yet I have feared for it and have struggled against it, how pathetic this is. Regretting my actions I have borrowed the powers of the forest and planes to preserve this pitiful life, And I thought I had let go of everything then. As a newborn babe cries with its first breath, My eyes opened after being freed from the fear of death. The scenery of nature was such a sight, I wished to look at them once again But the raging light of my eyes did not let me so. The raging light within me did not grant me what I desired The power I had from burning my own life during my days of young, And my efforts to preserve this insignificant life, All so meaningless that it's making me laugh. And when I was done laughing and opened my eyes The raging light was gone and only the graceful gold was looking into me. And as I looked into it, This was the sight of nature I had wished for.