Mount Nagasakayama [Solo/Private/Training]

Jackson walks to the top of Mount Nagasakayama, finally reaching a secluded portion of the hill. The fresh air traversing his nostril, filling his chest that even now felt the gravity difference of the world from on high. A distant fragrance carried among the small gusts smelled of fruitful flowers and a strong waft of pine. Had it not been for the arduous hike to this spot, the brisk morning air would have surely caused him to shiver. Instead he just smiled and closed his eyes, both arms raising to spread like a majestic birds wings being spread. This was the place, the sanctum in which he would train and further his strength to slay the darkness. 

Slowly lowering his arms, he turned his head towards the wind. Allowing the roar to encompass his very being. Opening them, he stared into the invisible assault that already had his eyes tearing up and then he looked forward. Determination and a certain unspoken heat rose from within him, anticipation causing a sudden surge of electric excitement to his extremities. This would be where he would let go and test himself and damn those who stood in his way.

He focused upon the dark purple tentacle aura that constantly seeped from his body and forced it to retreat within him. As he prepared his Ju-Jitsu and Swordsmanship Variant stance a Katana made of Reiryoku appeared in his right hand. His reiatsu seeped into his body and fortified his muscles and reaction times causing him to feel superhuman, and to be fair he was in a sense. His fingers twitched in his left hand as he prepared to perform his art.