Fanarisu [ Custom Clan Application ]

Centuries ago, there lived a creature it's origin unknown unlike any other, a massive and deadly beast named Shichi, who lived in a deep, murky river that stretched across the vast lands. Both thirsty animals and foolish humans would wander to the riverbank and would be met with a gruesome end at the jaws of Shichi.

One day, however, when Shichi was stalking his afternoon prey, his bright yellow eyes gazed upon the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. Her name was Kotone, and she sat at the riverbank to wash her clothes. Shichi spent hours that day watching this angel with his head underneath the surface. Looking at her golden hair, the soft curves of her face, her delicate hands, and her white dress flowing in the wind, Shichi’s aggression and hunger all vanished completely, replaced by a warm, foreign emotion. Each day at the same time, he would return to the same place to behold her beauty and hear the sweet melody of her voice. He would even deter other predators of the river from attacking Kotone as she washed her clothes. Days turned into weeks and weeks into months, and it came to a point where Shichi’s desire was so great that it was almost unbearable. He needed to sate this newfound aching in his heart. He wished he could he could walk on land and ask her to be with him forever, but fate had determined their niches, and he knew that she would surely be terrified and repulsed of his form. So turned to the heavens and prayed, begging for a miracle, something to allow him to walk among humans and speak their language.
Though none of his prayers had yet to be answered for weeks, he would still ask for some form of divine intervention every night before his slumber, and he promised to renounce the ways of the beast if only to be with Kotone forever.

Then, one morning, he found that his prayers were answered. He awoke coiled on the riverbank covered in mud. His scales had smoothed into skin. His teeth had dulled and whitened. His tiny claws grew into dexterous fingers, his eyes changed from bestial yellow slits to a vibrant shade of green. His head grew thick, jet black hair, his tail receded into his body, and he grew long, muscular legs. To Shichi’s delight, he became a human.

After clothing himself, he stumbled across the riverbank, attempting to get used to the feeling on walking on two feet. Eventually, he managed to make it to the spot where Kotone always washed her clothes, and sure enough, there she sat humming a happy tune. Their eyes met, and they smiled before blushing and shying away from each other. Kotone was taken aback about how handsome this mystery man was. Shichi introduced himself under a new name, Shin, discarding the life of the beast he lived before. Unfortunately, he was still struggling to walk for the first time, and he often embarrassingly tripped over his own feet. But Kotone did not mind. He found his clumsiness endearing. Before long, he returned to the village with her. They spent almost every day together, ambling through the town hand-in-hand, walking by the river, lying in the lush greens starring at the clouds in the sky. Kotone was impressed by the nearly endless knowledge of flora and fauna Shin had, and Shin would always go on trips to gather the rarest and most beautiful flowers arranged in bouquets for her and find the sweetest berries and fruit in a basket for her to enjoy. She also came to realize that Shin would do practically anything her, whether it be a menial chore of getting ingredients for supper or giving her solace in times of need. After four years together, Kotone and Shin were finally wed.

Kotone and Shin were, without a doubt, the two happiest people in the village and even had a child on the way. Shin, however, often found himself wandering outside of the village, strolling down the river that he once dwelled in, reminiscing about his past life. As much as he wanted to be home with his wife, he could not resist the lure of the flowing waters; he missed the sounds of the toads croaking in the mud, the feeling of the water between his webbed feet, the tranquility of night. In Shin’s absence, Kotone would spend time with her childhood friend, Kenji, who owned the flower shop and to whom Shin sold his wildflowers. Soon, Shin suspected his wife of being unfaithful. Though his transformation gave him a heart to love and eliminated his animalistic instincts, but Shin began to develop other, more wicked emotions inside him: envy, distrust, and hatred.

One night, while Kotone was asleep, Shin snuck out of the house and went to confront Kenji. He causally asked about him Kotone, what they had been doing, attempting to inconspicuously gain the truth without revealing his suspicions of infidelity. Kenji said they talked often about trivial, everyday things while Shin was away, remembering their days in school together. Nevertheless, Shin silently continued to distrust Kenji, repeatedly trying to find out more of what they had been doing. The more Kenji spoke, the more Shin felt something burn in his chest. His fists tightened, and his teeth grit together. Casual conversation became blunt query and then became enraged accusations. Kenji was just about to ask Shin to leave when Shin’s animal instincts finally took over. Shin leapt onto Kenji, and his hands throttled Kenji’s neck. Shin’s blood boiled, and his eyes were glazed with untamed fury. Kenji struggled break free, but Shin’s grasp was like a vicegrip around his neck. After a minute of wheezing and frantic flailing, Kenji’s eyelids began to slowly drop, and his arms fell to the floor. He let out one final weak exhale.

Shin’s anger receded, and he realized the gravity of his actions. He knew he could not go back to Kotone because he did not belong with her anymore or among other people. He had broken his divine promise. He ran out of Kenji’s home and escaped the village, returning to the wilderness, to the river. He awoke the next morning and saw his reflection. His hazel eyes changed to a glowing yellow with a bestial black pupil. His fingernails extended into black claws. His fair skin became a sickly pale, and his teeth sharpened into monstrous jaws. He was neither human nor beast, a hybrid, stuck in limbo and shunned by both the human and animal kingdom. Kotone, heartbroken, searched everyday for her husband and would walk by the river to see if he wandered there. Her searches would be in vain, but from the corner of her eye she would sometimes see a pair of bright yellow eyes emerge from underneath the surface and hear the faint sound of weeping as she walked away. Kotone months later gave birth to a son, who, much to her shock, was cursed with Shin’s exact attributes; thus the first was born.

Later generations of Fanarisu have learned to harness their curse to gain power in combat, and some view it as a divine gift rather than a curse brought upon them by their ancestor Shin. The attributes of the Fanarisu mimic those of the ancient creature, and the benefits are as follows:

1) Centuries of training have allowed the Fanarisu clan to access the primordial animal Chakra lying dormant in their bodies to initiate partial or complete transformations.
Partial Beast Transformation, Half-Beast Transformation and Full-beast Transformation; as the names may suggest their body undergo transformations allowing them to use their more domiant animal-like nature. The partial transformation while not anything major allows him or her's body to start the process of transformation; Nails, hair and fangs begin to grow outwards as patches of their skin became more reptilian-scale appearance.
As the half-beast transformation begins their more human-like appearance begins to fade as the scales begin to form an armour engulfing the body, keeping a humanoid form as they begin to a somewhat werewolf creature. Whilst in full-transformation they scales have now grown fully over the users body acting as a thick armour this acts as a natural armour however is still able to be chipped away; resulting to animal like characteristics in this form, not quite having as much self-control as per usual however granting they ability to have heightened primal senses



2) with the mixture of both humans plus animal chakras, they can be easily confused with however presenting a unique nature on it's own. As a result of this they have come along the possession of an incredibly unique chakra; when commencing transformation their chakra can be visibly seen when released however this seems take the image reflecting the equivalent clan members true-self; based on their actions in life. This however does not affect their combat capabilities, just a tendency based on their unqiue bodies releasing chakra as a way of intimidation plus primal instincts.

Gin walked throughout the village searching for something to do; but it was like it his back on his own again. Nothing seemed to be of interest to him nor was anything interesting revolving around him, his life had become bland once again.

His hair loomed over his face, as he rain poured over his body his clothes now soaked. . muscles still ached from a whole day of mining.
" Might as well practise a few things " as he lunged around the centre of three tree stretching his legs, before reaching into the sky and pulling his arm muscles before his neck from left to right clicking it in each direction.

Taking deep breathes as he inhaled through his nose, then exhaled through his mouth; reducing his heart rate to make himself more settled closing his eyes in the moment he reached for his kunai holster with his right hand wiggling it about getting ready for his little exercise. Opening his eyes, peering into the sky for a short period of time before launching a single kunai towards the tree in-front of him.
Drawing for another kunai as he twisted on his launching towards the second tree, not looking to see where it had hit carrying his spin as he launched his kunai at the final tree. Spinning on his heels in one quick motion, his tracks were obvious in the spot as he applied pressure to his feet.

Turning back to see where the kunai had hit, they were all short of the trees as he let out a loud sigh.
" Aye, i'm I that rusty " as he carried on speaking to himself
Walking towards each tree picking up the kunai, this time having two in one hand and one in the other as he prepared to do the whole thing all-over again.