Second Mental training topic for Bonus Chakra

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Beckoning. And as Hanikaro gazed of into the psychological expanse of thought, it became clearer and clearer to him what he must do- now that he had let himself sink through the deep ocean that allowed him to reach this plane within his mind, and become one with it, he must seize control, must manipulate his own mind- every synapse of it, into breaking down these walls. He marched steadily across this mindscape, attempting to gather as much of his mental energy as he could muster- feeling it channel through him- but here, what was invisible in the real world, became a visible, potent green aura that surrounded the young shinobi. The mental energy pulsated around him, changing through various shades of swirling green- what Hanikaro guessed must be the true color of his own chakra. The power flowed around him, becoming a veritable sotrm of energy that surrounded the young man- nearly threatening to consume him with its violence. Hanikaro stopped on his steady march towards one of his mental barriers and meditated- within his own meditation. He thought of the vibrant energies flowing all around him, and then, closing his eyes, he held out a single hand, and imagined the storm calming itself, and collecting on his hand as if pulled by a magnet. Gradually, but surely, the chaotic mental energy that he had summoned from within himself focused into the palm of his hand- but as Hanikaro tried to maintain control over it in a tiny area, he realized that at his current level of meditation, such pinpoint focus was impossible. Instead, he created a mental image of a cage like sphere around his entire right hand, where he had focused the energy, and having that cage retain it all, holding the power in place. He stood there for pherhaps several hours, pherhaps only a few minutes, until he felt the energy stabilize, and calm itself from its attempts to break free of the cage that he had created around it. Opening his eyes, but maintaining his focus he gazed upon his right hand where the energies swirled about, finally under- but he knew should he lose his focus, they would break free, and he did not have the strength left to reign them in again. He took another step forward, marching towards his goal, until, finally, he reached one of his inner walls. He ran his empowered hand over it, feeling the essence of the wall, gauging its power- and was thrown back with sudden, incredible force, nearly losing control over his energies. He quickly refocused his mind, regaining his concentration, and after several minutes- or god, who knew how long it really was, had soothed the energies once again into a controlled state. He looked at the wall, aghast- clearly this one was beyond his capability to break at his current level of mental strength- but, were all of them? He walked back towards another wall, this time, more cautiously testing the potency of the barrier- again realizing that it was too strong for him to break. He paced around the entirety of the mental room, testing each wall individually, most of them proving too strong- until he reached the fourth wall. It vyed against his power, but he could tell that it did not have the incredible potency of the other three. Deciding that it was now or never, Hanikaro placed his hand firmly, palm flat against the wall, and then opened a tiny gap in his energies cage, directly in the center of his palm. The swirling green light shot out through the openinig, slamming into the barrier. The green flowed up and down the entire surface of it, illuminating the entire wall, in a bright green light- Which then dissapated. Hanikaro gasped, and fell to his knees, and gazed up at the barrier- which remained unbroken. About to slam his fist into the barrier in frustration, he regained control over his calm, realizing that he was close to accidentally losing his meditative state. He breathed, inhaling and exhaling deeply several times, then scrutinized the wall once more. He probed into its energy's once again, seeing if there was any difference from before- and surely enough, there were breaches- small, subtle breaches, but breaches sure enough.

Hanikaro opened his eyes, to find that the sandstorm had long since died down, and that night had settled upon the desert- but relatively recently: it hadn't grown terribly cold yet. Rising from his sand dune, he turned, and began to walk briskly back towards sunagakure. His body felt tired, but he had a minor headache, and sense of sheer exhaustion. It had been a long day, but he had made true progress.