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The day was quite bright, the harsh sunlight beaming through the forest branches that The shinigami man resided in. It was about mid-day, His hands were rested behind his head in a nonchalant mannerism, lounging at the trunk of the tree. A singular blade of grass about eight inches grinding within his teeth. It seemed like its been a long day, even though it has only begun, But, Yuri knew that he couldn't stay in hiding forever. The Vanguard was a powerful organization and they wouldn't just allow one of their highest appointed officer to just seemingly disappear without a trace or a word. It's roughly been about three years since he was last seen in his post. He would probably go back it he could, But, He would most likely get court marshaled for sure actions he took; Not letting anyone know, Taking classified information about the vanguard, his overall attitude. He was quite surprised that not anyone was even looking for him, But, His guard was never down. Opening his left eye slightly, watching a blue butterfly flutter over on the piece of grass in his mouth. The Dark Enforcer slid his eye closed not wanting to disturb the small insect; The days now were peaceful and tranquil, He needed more of this in his life, But, The way of the sword would always be with him. Part of his very soul. Extending his arms outward from behind his head, Bending his knees and standing up fully. His head tilts to the left side of the tree, looking at his Zanpakutō and grabbing it with his left; Yuri's main weapon and best friend- The other half of his soul, So to speak. In its sealed form, Teion-en is a normal katana with a rectangular tsuba with inward-curved corners with curved slits above and below the blade and a series of curved lines embossed on either side of the blade. His Zanpakutō is 76 cm in length With a white and black Handle and a Brown Sheathe, The Guard of the blade is Gold. On the Sheathe, there is a White Rope that Dangles Aimlessly.
"I guess I shouldn't lay here ALL day."
Along with that, He had Yato Issen; This is a Legendary Sword that was forged and Used by the World Renowned Sword smith, Gorō Nyūdō Masamune before his Death- Although, Unbeknown to the rest of the world, He was a Well Accomplished half Breed Shinigami Scientist. This Katana was an Experiment of Displacing Slashes for multiple attacks. The Katana has a Octagon shaped hilt, A extremely Shiny blade with the Kanji (正宗; Masemune) engraved into it. The Blade length itself is about 100 Cm's long, with the handle being 30 itself- Giving it a Total Length of 130 Cms. The Sheathe has a Blue-flame like Design that wraps around the outside, The backdrop of the sheathe being Black in Color. This weapon resided on his back by a strap. Placing his sheathed Zanpakutō over his shoulder, He aimlessly begins to walk out toward the path that would eventually lead him out into the rukongai plains. His pace was nonchalant, Walking without a real direction as he did so. He felt several signatures of energy near by the exit of the forest; Probably just a bunch of pluses. However, there was one that stood out the most as a robust source, It was rather smooth though, No negative malice within it. The sun grew harsh as Tsukuyomi squinted his eyes at the rays of sunshine pushing their way through. Placing his hand over his face as if it was a vizor, tsukuyomi eyes adjust quickly with the terms.
"I need to get back to what matters. I've been gone too long."
He needed to do something. Staying here is going to do nothing for him in the long run. Their were things this man still needed to do. Justice must be enforced, but, only certain people can do it front the stand point such as Yuri Tsukuyomi. He wasn't famous in any sense- More so infamous. And if you saw him with his weapon brandished toward you, with his stern look, You knew you were in for a world of hurt. However, There is one thing that he wants to make sure grows up right- His Son, Ketai Tsukuyomi. Regardless, He knew that to be what he wants, He needs to leave Soul Society. Hopefully, he can escape without anyone coming in contact with him