Nerves and The Greater Good (Cheri)

"The problem isn't simply time alone, though I don't have it infinitely as there is still a tournament taking place that I believe we are both involved in. Regardless, there is a lot of potential context in explaining a Shinjin. I could attempt to shorten it I suppose."

    In the distance, though not all that far away, there were the sounds of fireworks as yet another match had finished it seemed, and though there were sounds of an announced winner, they were not quite close enough to make it out clearly. The momentary distraction was shaken off as Ward stood for a moment trying to decide how best to describe, and remembered how he had explained things to Phakk. Both hands raised as he turned, now facing away from Cheri, Ward was bent down for a moment, slowly standing once more as it looked as if something was coming out of the ground in front of him.

    It took a few minutes now of Ward doing whatever it was he had been doing, but the obvious shape of a tree trunk had sprouted. The branches began to grow out until there was a fully sized tree shading over the both of them. Ward's hands began to move almost as if painting the area, and the tree looked to be growing leaves now and sprouting three distinct types of fruit that Cheri no doubt would have never seen, fairly large. One was a deep gold, almost shining even without the help of the sunlight. The second looked to be blue and green in color hanging between the three, and the last similar to the second, though it was clearly more muted in color and a bit smaller.

"This is a representation of a tree that goes by many names where I come from, but the most common name is the Tree of Worlds, or the World Tree on the Core World. The actual trees themselves are much larger and the fruit are not exactly as I've created, but this is a visual representation as best I can create."

    The tree finally stopped growing, even at its current size was massive given the area they had been standing in, no doubt noticeable if anyone else was around.

"We Shinjin are not born as mortals are in most cases. We are born of the tree from these fruit. The strongest of us and those that live the longest, as well as those of us born to be put into the highest of positions by birth are born from the golden fruit. I've never seen one myself, nor have I met the unique Kai born from them, but I know it to be factual."

    His hand waved and the golden fruit disappeared, leaving on the other two. There was a look of joy on Ward's face as he looked up at the tree, reaching out to place a hand on it for a quiet moment. There were other trees on his home world, but the World Tree was rarely disturbed by any but the few charged with taking care of it.

"All of the other Shinjin come from assorted fruit such as this one here, very colorful, usually distinct as the Shinjin born from them. Not all look like myself, but that's a much different discussion. These Shinjin can become Kai, but most do not. There are only ever four Kai at a time along with the Supreme Kai born from the golden fruit. That's a much different discussion, but that's the gist of it."

    The second fruit disappeared as Ward moved his hand from the tree and away from where he was pointing as only one fruit remained. His smile had begun to fade as he looked up at it and grabbed a hold of it, pulling it from the tree and staring down with a serious look on his face.

"There are fruit that grow as rarely as the golden fruit, but these Shinjin are not considered special in the same way, though in some ways they are still considered special. You see, the Shinjin born from these fruit are corrupted upon their creation, born with darkness though not always with malicious intent. They can problems, disruptions, destruction to our home world and therefore when born are forced to leave. They are still Shinjin, but they are no longer welcome openly to our home world. Phakk, she is one of those Shinjin so I've learned. She was not aware of that herself, so believe me when I tell you that was an uncomfortable conversation."

    He turned as the fruit in his hand disappeared, and a single pat to the tree caused it to do the same, turning to leaves and blowing away. There was a long pause as he looked up to the sky and sighed deeply, collecting his thoughts.

"It's necessary, but it's not pleasant to discuss."