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Chaos's hidden base where he conducts all his experiments. The base is hidden under a great statue on the borders of Gaioh and Swamp. The base itself is divided into many sections including a library, a laboratory, a dungeon, an arena, a weapon storage area, and Chaos's quarters. The lair is guarded by countless minions who serve Chaos.

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"'Lass'? Look, I'm a fairy, not a woman." Westly showed no reaction on his face, only the determination of trying to figure out how to escape. Or, you know, talk his way out. "I piss plenty of people off. Chaos is just being a baby about it." He started examining the seal on the ground. If he could get out even the smallest amount of chakra, he was so out of here. He was carrying enough explosives sealed away to blast a man-sized hole in a wall with enough left over to "share with the class". It was just an issue of getting to them. "Actually, in all fairness, I hadn't said more than a couple words to Chaos. I think he just thinks I'm as interesting as I think he is. Which is absurd, of course. Everyone knows I'm much more interesting."

He worked his handseals tirelessly. Ram-Boar-Snake. Nothing. Bird-Snake-Tiger. Nothing. Tiger-Rat-Hare. Nothing. He kicked at the seal. Nothing. Dragon-Hare-Rat-Hare-Tiger-Snake. Nothing. A brief incantation in an eldritch tongue spoken before time existed. Nothing.

"I wonder if he can hear me...." He raised his voice as loudly as possible. "CHAOS! RELEASE ME, AND I WILL HEAL YOU!" Westly didn't know the first thing about healing burns, actually. He wasn't lying, either. He just wasn't talking about them. If his suspicions were correct, Chaos was suffering more than one ailment. They were in a jungle, so it's not like they were at a loss for Aloe Vera, but that was about it. It was the other thing that Westly alone could cure.

Westly shrugged. "And I'm the best researcher left in Gaioh. Killing or torturing me is a waste of resources. ********, I could show him a new type of Chakra unlike any he's every seen, I could heal his mind, I could guide him closer to enlightenment than he could ever reach on his own, and I could get him back into Gaioh with a hero's welcome." He shook his head, irritated. He meant every word of it, too. "No, if Chaos actually cared about his own benefits, I would be sipping martinis with the bigshots, not stashed away in a cell. He gains nothing from me being in here."

Westly shook his head. "You overestimate Chaos. He missed something important." He mulled it about in his head, searching for a good analogy. "It's like... let's say you have a third eye. Literally. There's an invisible eye in the center of your forhead that allows you to do amazing things with foresight. Except, and here's the thing, most people don't know they have it, and certainly don't know how to use it. So if someone gouged yours out, you'd never know it was gone. And what if, then, having that eye was one of the prerequisites for godhood?

"Don't get me wrong, Chaos might make himself functionally immortal and more powerful than any human alive, but he'll never actually be a true deity, per se, so long as he doesn't let me heal that thing he doesn't know he has." He shrugged. "Mind you, some people are fine with just being immortal and omnipotent, but Chaos said he wanted to achieve divinity, and I didn't take him for the sort to half-a** things."

Westly grinned. "Besides. I have powers that he doesn't. So long as there exists a power that he does not possess, Chaos is not omnipotent."

Westly stared at the man incredulously. The fact that he was in the next cell over and there was a wall in the way just made it that much more incredulous. "On the one side, there was a small army of Jounin and ANBU led by a finger of the White Hand. After being ambushed by another finger. And with a third finger, Chaos, standing by just in case I somehow managed to defeat the others. On the other side, there was me: a Chuunin and a support unit. All that to capture a glorified Kinin." He smiled. "Besides, I can leave anytime I want. You seem like you're still sane; wanna come with me? Or are you too busy being the president of Chaos's fan club?"

Westly pricked his finger and started altering the seal. "I talk for two reasons: one, it's amusing, and two, people are under the mistaken impression that what I'm saying and what I'm thinking have anything in common." He continued drawing on the seal. "I'm very powerful, as a matter of fact. I just don't express it through violence. I'm not a combat specialist. I am, however, as previously mentioned, one hell of a researcher." Westly smiled to himself. "It's a clever seal he made here, but it's like... well, I'm sure Chaos could do better, but no one thinks to build a tougher safe to crack until someone cracks the one you built." The seal weakened ever so slightly, and Westly could finally reach his gear. He placed a small crate of fireworks next to the door, lit it, and huddled in the opposite side of the room.

KABOOM!!!

Westly dashed out under cover of smoke. Outside of the seal's influence, he made a seal of his own with his hands. "Lore of the Assassin: Ketushai," he said, and vanished from sight. He wasn't a Ketushai, but really, for a genjutsu specialist, it wasn't that hard to reverse-engineer a simple invisibility jutsu. Especially since Westly had had the opportunity to read their clan scrolls.

(( Emphasis mine. Try again. I recommend the enormous number of guards. Good chance Westly's going to get recaptured anyway, but I at least wanna have some fun running amok first. ))

(( Um, so, do I see anything? Guards? Layout of the complex? Exploration pretty much boils down to either you telling me what's in your building or giving me permission to make it up. ))

Westly looked back to the men in the cages, then forwards towards the glowing man in front of him. Westly shook his head, sadly. "I think... I'd rather die than be caged. You want me to stick around, that's fine, but find me a real room. Not a prison cell." Westly smiled. "Besides, you missed something important. There are two possibilities: one, you can use your chakra, in which case, there exists a way for me to access mine. Alternatively, two, you can't use your chakra, in which case--" Westly quickdrew the crossbow that he'd retrieved earlier and shot the man. "--you can't possibly dodge this." In a narrow corridor, at that short a range, it would have been difficult for a ninja to dodge. Without chakra, there were no ninjas present. Just a pair of mortal men, and only one had thought to bring a gun to a fist fight.

Technically, there's also three, you're an illusion, but then someone else is still sending chakra into here uninhibited. That's the problem with bank vaults: if you can get your money out, so can the robber. The safest seal would be a total null chakra field... but Chaos wouldn't be willing to do that, would he? Without any of his chakra, even I could kill Chaos.