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Raiki body was stagnant between trying to get a grasp of the situation around and trying to avert his gaze from reality. A reality he could not accept, this world was grey, full of pointless battles. War had broken out, and his leader had fought in it. But before he could join his majesty an attack hit the very base he swore to protect, this energy burnt away the walls, damaging his people. Death was around him. The man having long, typically messy black hair and golden eyes that pierce the darkness. He has a slight stubble that forms a curve on each side. He is approximately 192 cm tall and weighs 74 kg. He is fairly muscular. On his face, he usually carries the same expression even with the most shocking of news: a stoic, yet determined look that transmits fear to others around him. His outfit resembles somehow of an inverted captain's haori and shihakushō, as its colors are switched. The haori is also much larger than most and is torn and worn off on the bottom, just as the shihakushō. Along with those pieces, he wears: a metal headband, metal gauntlets, with blue cloth, possibly representing his Quincy lineage and metal sabatons with black socks. He walked for what seemed like hours on end to reach this place on foot, with the harshness of an blizzard rushing down around him. He walked with no troubles, not even in this forsaken blizzard slowed his walking pace. No hint of snow on his person as if this blizzard refused to touch him. He came so far in such a small time, his power growth was a nightmare. Two years ago he was nothing more than a grain of sand in the desert, holding nothing special about himself. He was only talented as a Quincy nothing powerful or feared in the mass of quick war that broke out. He had shame and his pride destroyed in London battle that ended in a total wipe out of lose of London towards the demon forces of Mana. Yes this is the Quincy known as Raiki Lync.
He is seen as cool and calm, and able to process any information he may receive, no matter how shocking or disappointing it may be. Raiki often appears aloof and is indifferent, and rarely shows any emotions other than slight annoyance or dissatisfaction on certain subjects. Having the ambition to walk his path despite all that has befallen him. Raiki is willing to do whatever it takes to accomplish his goal, even if it means lying to his followers and using people as bait for the outcome he desires. He views equality and justice as an evil that must be dispelled and encourages social battle to maintain evolution within society. Raiki is very proud of his own power, but unlike other members of his race, possesses no physical signs of arrogance or overconfidence. He rarely speaks, and when he does, he's fairly serious but is known to be around his allies to be kind, and care to talk to them to get to know them better.
He toned out the world around him, to busy to stress keeping his work up. How many hours? No how many days has been doing this? Since that attack, he been in countless surgeries. As a former world renown doctor, Raiki method of healing and use of tools are second to none in his field. He believes that all should be healed rather they be the rich or the poor. Raiki is known to be highly proficient in conventional healing techniques and herbal healing. His knowledge of anatomy is great enough that upon examination of opponent he can often guess there weakness in their body, as well tend to any and all wounds without problems. He knows every race anatomy and treatments for them, he even created new methods to heal other people, and even restore lost powers. He moved his gaze over the files he had, so far only a handful had died since that day. If he hadn’t acted many would of been lost, yet there was countless amount of stress upon his being. Slowly rubbing his eyes with one of his hand, and giving a yawn. He thought it was about time for him to get out and relax, everyone he saved is out of the dangerzone. Placing his paperwork down, and sitting up he vanished from the base, and appeared elsewhere in the world in an instant.
Wearing a new outfit his casual attire. His casual attire is rather classy, showing much of his noble, higher status among others. He wears a dark, buttoned coat with a long tail on the right side, and a collar with a larger left side. There is a blue band on the left bicep of the coat, which also has blue, ornate scrollwork sewn into the left side of the upper back, and a blue lining. He wears light blue gloves on his hands, as well as striped blue dress slacks, with black socks and black leather shoes. When he is going into crowded areas outside of his home, he dons a black trilby hat with two curved sides. Finally, he wears his Quincy Cross, as well as his grandfather's around his neck. He appeared in an alleyway and walked out into a busy crowd of this city. Osaka is a city in the Kansai region of Japan's main island of Honshū, the designated city under the Local Autonomy Law, the capital city of Osaka Prefecture and also the heart of Greater Osaka Area. Located at the mouth of the Yodo River on Osaka Bay. Osaka is the third largest city by population after Tokyo and Yokohama. Historically the commercial capital of Japan, Osaka functions as one of the command centers for the Japanese economy. The ratio between daytime and night time population is 141%, the highest in Japan, highlighting its status as an economic center. Its nighttime population is 2.6 million, the third in the country, but in daytime the population surges to 3.7 million, second only after Tokyo. Osaka has traditionally been referred to as the "nation's kitchen". But why did he pick this place to be of all places. Adjusting his hat while walking the streets, feeling rather tired, he stopped into a local cafe, grabbed a newspaper, ordered some tea and took a seat on the outside. Overviewing the city being busy. Shocking how much the world had change. When his tea arrived, and took a very small drink. Normally an extremely bitter tea that is considered a delicacy although it requires some time to get used to. There was another reason he came to this city, unlike other cities in this world. This one had no barrier around it, or very much access to high technology, and this makes finding Raiki a lot harder to do. Slowly finishing his tea, he looked out on this world. However he can’t help but shake that something is “Wrong” in this city reports of people vanishing, and people appearing and killing countless lives. If this goes on, there would be a small outbreak of Hollows who would love nothing more to devour this city. Slowly putting his empty cup down, it started to rain over this city, however this wasn’t normal rain. It looked, it felt, it even taste and smelt like normal rain. However, this rain is unique; as it was born from reishi control. Raiki rain isn't the same as water, yet feels, touch. and even taste like water, but it does not give boost to others that get stronger in water. Because of this, the rain is extremely attached to his senses, allowing Raiki to know where everyone inside the rain is, as well being able to tell when intruders enter, and alert his allies. He was looking for clues to what was happening to this city, walking inside, he gently tipped his hat before walking outside to the busy street once more.
A young man walked the streets of Osaka. He stood roughly at 5'7 and looked average in weight. It would be hard to tell how much he weighed because of the heavy trench coat he wore. Normally people would assume he wore it because of the rain, or the cold. True he was glad of it during such times, but it held a different purpose. Underneath it he wore his combat armor. A dark blue material that was harden to stop most normal items. Knives, bats, and even small arms fire, but it was almost useless when fighting other creates from the super natural world. Even the white cloak he wore was just as useless, but he wore it none the less. It was his guardian idea when he heard his ridicules dream he always had. It was a two piece set. The top was simple long sleeve shirt, but was closer to a vest with sleeves then a shirt. The bottom piece was almost like a robe but it was split down the front and back for easy movement. Other then a pouch and metal bars around his wrist and belt he carried only one thing of value. An ornate cross. It was his only connection with his past, and more importantly a the conduit for his power. His name was Shirou Mamoru, and he was on a mission
Golden eyes looked out and scanned the city. Such heavy gloom covered it. He didn't even know why he choose this city to go to. Sure there was plenty of over things going on in the world. Wars, Hollows, Arrancar, Demons, it was a wonder why it hasn't completely gone insane. That still doesn't answered his question of why he choose to visit this place. Gah, what was wrong with him. He knew way he was there. People where missing damn it. Not only that, but people were dying as well. He had to hit the streets scrounge for clues, anything to find out what was going on and put a stop to it. It didn't help that the rain was putting him on edge. He may have been a third rate spiritual user, Quincy or what ever, but he could tell that the rain was not normal. It radiated with Reishi and as of now his only lead in Osaka.
His hand ran though his red hair with frustration. "I have been walking around here for a few hours and no sign of clues." Shirou said to himself with exasperation. To a normal person that could me two to three hours, for Shirou it was closer to six or seven hours. By now his stomach was rumbling at him telling him that he should not forget himself while on search to help others. Thankful he saw a small vendor that was selling a few foods to go. He stopped bought a something to eat and drink before heading some place out of the rain. Leaning against the shelter of near by build he open the pack and smiled. Rice balls. He wondered how long it had been since he had them. Three, four years, not since his better days in high school. Back during the time when the world was fresh and clean; A time where it wasn't so dark. Although as bright as it was he has always know that the world is not so forgiving. Perhaps that is why he was out here today. To shield others from the darkness so that they could live happy and free lives. He closed his eyes and chewed his food wondering what fate had in store for him now.
Strange this vibe deep that shook Raiki core. Having lived for a thirty two years, and seeing the world evolve has made Raiki into a “King” and inside this city, there are many other “Kings” it was a large gathering of powerful beings, but who among them all was the most powerful. Raiki had no answer for that question, as this world holds many powerful beings. While he held such a powerful title and earned it wholeheartedly, you could say he viewed his power with a kind of waver in his heart. A “king” holds nothing more than the “strength” of a ruler and a sensitivity much like that of small animals. That keen awareness for things like movements in the earth crust and weather. Because of that sensitivity, you could say they can sense future crises. They have been able to survive countless mass tragedies. Even survive events that would broken the world countless times. Raiki had felt a Quiver of his own heart, as if from the brink of death. That tiny act the same level of a mosquito bite. As rain fell forth from the sky like bitter sweet memories of long past. As if he felt this city tears throughout the ages of time, heh it was like having the world crush you. Feeling the pain of countless years rush over you like rain. The droplets falling gently down on the terrain. Washing away the sorrow of these stains of time. Looking up towards the sky Raiki was looking over the city and feeling it throughout the rain, every single person. But then like a jolt of lightning that shook his core, in the night sky they were coming. Darkness covered the sky, a flood of Garganta a spiritual pathway connecting Hueco Mundo to other worlds. Besides the Human World and Soul Society, it can open the gates of the Dangai. A turbulence of Reishi blows within Garganta.To move through it, travelers must create footholds using the Reishi. This many at once felt like the city was about to blow down, normal people were about to fall down due to the appearance to so many. This was the problem with the world today, the dimensional fabric of the human world was so very thin, it was a mere amazement that this city wasn’t swallowed by the darkness. Raiki started to count the hollows that he could sense all at once. Just a mere 1000 lesser hollows. With the sudden growth of Hollows this many was no more than a simple wave of a hand to the vastly more powerful beings. Raiki however took the time to study the size and mass of each one.
Why would they come here? There were just mindless beings such a pain to clean up after, however since they just hunger after powerful beings in the city, it was simple to figure out who the main targets shall be. The rain stopped flowing the moment they started to run towards the city, the people panicking, yet a calm breeze blew through the air, as if a spider web was cast over the city, the Hollows as they enter the people tend to call this the “Emperor Ring” A Vortex that even the sturdiest of this worlds beings won’t get near. A untouchable vortex, today's vortex was so enormous that it was preeminent even for the city, all created by a single “king” Raiki looked upon the Hollows, as with a half smile, and a tip of his hat the wind that was above the city, the very air that had the hollows butchered them all with a single movement, there bodys sliced into chunks of flesh, that broke into nothing before they even reach the inside of the city. With that the rain vanished at the same time the portals busted by the wind, pushing and killing the hollows back to which they came. Even animals fear nature, however while it saved the city from this raid. With the people panicking now, he had to move since this be about the perfect time for-! What was that? Raiki just sensed people vanishing across the city, but the hollows were all slain. Raiki had to figure out what just happened, the reports say that a large group of Hollows always attack this city at night, and people tend to vanish in there attacks. However the Hollows were just all slain or at the least pushed back to which they came. So it was someone or something else within the city that was making people vanish. The crowd around Raiki within a blink of an eye vanished, not a trace to be found. As if turned to ash’s strange he bent over and rubbed his finger over the ground were the people once was to get a sense of what was going on. Strange was this ordeal, first a seemingly random massive hollow attack, that was massively weaker than any real army. Now people vanishing, without a trace, as if they blinked. Must be the work of the thin veil causing people to vanish, so the person is using the weak links to gather people, but for what purpose? If it was for food, a mere Hollow would have just eaten there prey, if it was the work of a demon, then why hide in the shadows? To many problems and ordeals appearing just at once. Picking himself up, and adjusting his hat, making the rain and wind stop as he did so. Annoying is just what was rushing through his mind, the being that was doing this had to be gathering humans for a reason, and seemingly at random.
So Raiki once again started his walk into the city, in hopes of figuring out more of this strange confusing puzzle that is forming.
Shirou was about to take a bite of his last rice ball when he felt an immense wave spiritual pressure. People around him where falling down, even he was struggling to keep standing. Looking to the sky Shirou saw a massive Garganta with hundreds if not a thousand Hollows inside it. Inside his mind he only thought of one thing, horror. That many Hollows would level the City with in hours if allowed to roam free. That was something he would not allow to happen. He swore an oath to protect others even if meant his own life. Finding a new grasp of power Shirou pushed against the spiritual pressure and started to move. Using his acrobatics Shirou gritted his teeth as he jumped between the walls of the two buildings. Reaching the top of one the buildings his body flared with golden Reishi. The light of the flare came from his cross as it glowed turning into his bow. Vergoldet Leiden was created Shirou’s being and is known as the bow of Gilded Suffering. Even now Shirou struggled against the spiritual pressure to raise his gold and white recurve bow. Before he could focus on creating a shot, portals of wind pushed the Hollows back to the depths from which they crawled.
Shirou sighed with the Hollows being deterred from the city. People of the city were safe from the Hollows, and with that meant people would be safe for now. However the strange weather worried him, perhaps he should find the cause of it in case people could be in danger. He opened up his sense trying to pin point the location that cause the weather to change. As he focused on locating the source he sensed people blinking out of existence. One of the blinks was even close to him. Looking down Shirou saw the small vendor that he had bought his food from. The woman that had sold him his food was gone with no trace to be found.
“What is going on here?’ Shirou asked himself looking at the street below with panic spreading like virus. Curious Shirou jumped off the building he was on and glided to the street with a Hirenkuaku. Upon reaching the vender’s stall Shirou bent down with bow in hand. Like a hunter Shirou investigated the ground looking for some kind of clue. Placing his hand on the ground Shirou pumped out a large amount of Reishi to get a look at the area. If there was a spiritual connection he should be able to find it by having his own Reishi interact with the environment. His golden Reishi would serve perhaps two purposes. The first would be flooding the environment in the hope of flush out foreign particles. If the first failed the second was to draw attention of what ever was doing this. It was flashing a neon sign above his head that said here I am come and get me.