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Ōsunaōshiniki | |||
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| Kanji | 大砂王神域 | ||
| Rōmaji | Ōsunaōshiniki | ||
| Literal English | Great Sand Lord Divine Shrine | ||
| Alternative names | Sagō Chintenmon (砂劫鎮天門, Literally meaning: Sand Calamity Heaven-Pacifying Gate) | ||
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| Appears in | Anime, Manga, Novel | ||
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| Classification |  Hiden, Space-Time Ninjutsu,Yūgōjutsu
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| Nature | Magnet Release
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| Class | Offensive, Defensive, Supplementary | ||
| Range | All ranges | ||
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Ōsunaōshiniki (大砂王神域, Great Sand Lord Divine Shrine) born of iron sand and otherworldly minerals, it defies reason and materializes at Nasake's will with blinding speed, almost as if teleportation has been made tangible. The cube is colossal in size, towering like a mountain, and its power hums like a captive storm, a vexing force that bends reality to its whims.
Overview[]
As stated by Jigaishiki Ōtsutsuki, it is a technique that beckons with an allure akin to the divine. It requires no intricate hand seals. Instead, it empowers Nasake to invoke phenomena reminiscent of the works of the gods themselves. Verily, from the celestial vaults, it descends—a meteor of iron sand, a scion of cosmic ire, and the heavens themselves bow in obeisance. The magnetic pulse, a siren’s call, beckons forth the wayward souls who defy the inexorable descent. They are drawn, moth-like, to the event horizon, their chakra currents spiraling toward the obsidian maw. The astral tides surge and Nasake’s dominion expands—an omnivorous hunger for defiance. And then it lands like a cosmic anvil, a world-shaper. The very land quivers, its continental sinews stretched taut. Trees, ancient sentinels, splinter-like ephemeral reeds. Mountains, once immovable, tremble—a symphony of seismic lament. Cities, villages, and venerable citadels of hubris crumble like a sandcastle’s dissolution.
The earth groans—a chorus of agony, a lament of eons. The weight of insignificance settles upon all who bear witness. Kings and beggars alike—ephemeral motes in the cosmic tempest—gaze upon Nasake’s descent and find their hubris humbled. The abstruse magnetic aegis, a sanctum suspended in the ethereal expanse. This Olympian cube, poised betwixt terrafirma and celestial void, defies intrusion. The mightiest assaults, whether elemental tempests or ethereal incantations, find no foothold upon its adamantine-esque surface. Yet it is not mere inertia; the cube pulses with electromagnetic fervor. Its radiant emanations, like sirens of cognition, confound mortal minds. Reason, that frail filament short-circuits—a neural cascade disrupted—those who draw near their sanity’s fabric, once tightly woven, frays. Its size, a testament to its potency, dwarfs the very Ten-Tails that once threatened the world during the Fourth Great Shinobi War.
Ōsunaōshiniki, when invoked, weaves the fabric of existence backward through the loom of time, unraveling the intricate tapestry of reality. Its arcane syllables resonate with primordial echoes, invoking a celestial regression—a return to the pristine genesis. Within its invocation lies the paradox: to nullify calamities and weather manipulation is to unspool the tempests woven by celestial hands. The roiling thunderheads disperse, their fury quelled, and the earthquake’s tremors are silenced. The very winds of chaos relent; their capricious dance is stilled. And so, the world tilts upon its axis, returning to the primal equilibrium.
Yet, Ōsunaōshiniki’s benevolence extends further—a subtle erosion of the esoteric. Space-time ninjutsu, once wielded with impunity, now wanes. The fabric of dimensions frays at its edges, yielding to the inexorable pull of entropy. Once keen as a falcon’s sight, the sensory tendrils now falter—a dimming of perception, a veil drawn across the senses. Within the labyrinthine sigils etched upon the massive cube, the very fabric of chakra quivers, drawn inexorably toward its obsidian heart. But it is not mere absorption; Nasake wields antithesis. The chakra-absorbing properties of rival techniques—once inviolable—are nullified. With an air of profound mastery, Nasake is capable of conjuring not one, not two, but three Ōsunaōshiniki cubes in unison, a testament to his unparalleled prowess.