A God in the making.[Private]

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Azien sighed as he watched the birds wheel and soar through the air, deep within Azien an old jealousy was stirring. Ever since man-kind had developed enough they had been jealous of their ability to leave the earth behind. This went two-fold for Azien, since he had been born twice the normal instincts that most humans felt, was doubled for him. Too Azien it was a gut wrenching desire to cut all that bound him to this earth, and float for eternity. He stood up in an attempt to get closer to the goal that was forever out of his reach.
His gaze was now focused on a hawk that was now soaring higher and higher. Then all to suddenly it dived, the speed and accuracy at which it descended was amazing.
At the last second it puller up and once again returned to the heavens.
But now clutched in its claws was a one of the other birds that had been, only a second ago; A king of the sky.
Now it had been felled, it lay limp inside the talons of the Hawk. The bird of pray slowly turned in a majestic circle then slowly took off in the direction of one of the larger trees in Kumo.
Smiling Azien began to follow, jumping in long arcs across Kumo. He wasn’t nearly making as good a time as the Hawk.

When he finally reached the tree he saw that he was going to have a job finding the nest. Using his Death-Sense he reached up the tree and began studying the life signature of each bird until he found the one that seemed the largest one in the tree.
He slowly walked up the tree utilizing a jutsu that focused his chakra into his feet, at least that was how it was supposed to work in theory, but Azien suspected that the way he used it was far different. Since his chakra was external he knew that it couldn’t work that way. Azien had instead come up with several theories that were the most likely explanations:
-One was that the chakra around his gathered into ropes that stretched from his feet and bended onto the surface he was trying to walk on.
-Another was the simplest and the most likely. The chakra fused itself into a sticky substance and allowed him to cling to the object in question.

Azien pulled himself over the tree branch and came upon a bird that was much bigger than the one he had been following. This one was just over double the size and looked quite ticked. The creature was beautiful and looked deadly. Azien had heard tales of birds whose wing beats could break a mans arm. This particular beast looked a lot more capable then just that. Frowning Azien began to slowly make his move, jumping backwards he soared towards the fringe of the tree. This movement upset the birds in the tree and fearing an attack on their offspring they flew forward to defend their homes.
Azien grinned as the birds began to assault him attacking from every direction, this was a challenge to be reckoned with, Azien also had doubts on whether the babies could survive without their parents. Thusly Azien wasn’t going to use any fatal attacks. Using his Death –Sense to intercept and read their movements Azien finally made it out.
Once again Azien was watching the birds wheel and soar against a blue back-drop.
Activating his Necrotic-Eyes Azien left the black flames the represented his chakra, spread out. Azien closed his eyes and slowly drifted into a state that was and wasn’t sleep. When Azien opened his eyes the sun was setting and the black flames covered at least over 11 meters. Standing he looked up and saw the same Hawk that so infested him. Azien closed his eyes and let himself imagine that he was one of their kind, a king of the sky.
When he opened his eyes an idea struck him. Azien began to concentrate his chakra as best he could into the shape of wings. When he was finished the black flames had streached outwards, into the rough shape of wings.
But the chakra hadn’t gotten any physical mass, and thus would produce any lift.
Azien mulled it over in his head for a few more minutes then began to push the chakra back into his body. When he had stuffed it into the areas where his shoulder blades where he released it, the effect was spontaneous: The flesh beneath his skin began to bubble and writhe as it grew outwards. With a ripping sound it pushed it’s way threw his cloths leaving his back bare. Azien fell to the ground from the pain and waited until it left.
When he felt that his body had stopped growing he began to stand up, his body felt out of balance and it took him an extra few minutes to find a comfortable posture. When he did, only then did he dare look backwards. Streaching outwards in the shape of two hands where wings that looked and felt massive. Grinning he flexed one, the mere movement nearly knocked him off his feet. But not downwards, upwards. With a second flap he was flying threw the sky like those f which he had admired so much and thus he had become one of them: A king of the sky.