The seasons seemed to be the only constant variable in our existence, always going through it's designated route, always reliable. Autumn, so many memories Dominick could recall over his youthful years, training and enjoying his time with his family. It was a couple years back when his father was killed during mission, were as two survivors from a team 7 returned. A few family friends mourned the death near a quiet lake outside the village, where Dominick seemed to find peace. He'd return to that place every week, maybe it be 3 to 4 times. He found comfort being able to have a conversation's with his deceased father whether that day he came for a simple visit, or it was time to train. Today was a training day, it had occurred to him that it was time to harness his abilities further. His belongings dropped from his rough hands, and landed next to his father's tombstone. This was their paradise his father eternal resting place & his personal space of trinity. He began to strip his upper torso, taking off his combat shirt & necklace only leaving his grey tank top over his skin. He flexed his muscles until he felt they were tense enough, as small amounts of smoke began to rise from his skin. It wasn't as if his skin was burning, it was his blood cells quickening and rushing throughout his body giving him more speed and power for a certain amount of time. He'd use it to his advantage, performing the clone seal he, from a poof of smoke another version of himself appeared. He'd quicken his own training by sparring with another person.
Their combat commenced, if anyone was to stand-by and watch his training they wouldn't want to blink. The speedy combat of the pair was to much for most eyes to catch except for dojutsu users would have a difficult time. Punch for Punch, Kick for Kick. Both sharing the same mentality and combat experience, with thrilling action. After the last punch was exchanged, the two pushed off of each-others force land about 5 meters away from each other. "Hold still, I want to try something new. Just stand there and Act like your going to pull up a fight.", the clone nodded in acceptance to his request as he dashed forward. 3 meters in he summoned another clone who engaged head-on as the first clone made it's defensive move. His eyes grew in shock as he didn't see the original Dominick anywhere, he had taken his eyes off him for a second and lost track. The second clone moved back avoiding something the first didn't know about, not able to turn to check his blind spot. Within the landing of the second clone, the first felt a great pain in his back. The original Dominick had double-backed behind him and jammed his fist & adjacent elbow into his back. "PULSE!", the first clone shot forward unable to do much as he felt the sting remain in his back area. As he slowed down, gliding across the ground he performed the hand-seals for False Darkness, it wouldn't work. The stinging remained when his knowledge he shared with the original came into play. "You....You blocked my chakra network....", the first clone began to say just before he disappeared. Poof in a screen of smoke both clones disappeared as the battle had finished. For the next few hours, Dominick had trained his new technique "Pulse", and it would be a valuable asset.
Learned: Taijutsu "Pulse"
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