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Subject Post 1PostSubject: 9 days, 6 hours, and 23 minutes. [private, hakai/ animum ]   Wed Jan 21, 2015 7:21 am




"Why is it so cold this time of year? I suppose this is what I get for leaving the Australian summers and desert of K-world." The giant man muttered to himself, black hair flowing down his back and body confined within a red cloak and a black undergourmet beneath it. Standing at six feet eight inches tall, Hakai looked down upon many of the beings that wandered through the wasteland, keeping his body sheltered from the bitter cold of the world around him. The wastelands were usually a place one might find to be a place of hostility, a place of pure violence - in fact, Hakai had fought against Zin here before. At this point in time it didn't seem like the case, however. The Nomad had been wandering many places throughout all realms, but mainly situated on Earth. Together with his daughter, they had essentially become nomads, wandering souls looking for a purpose. Admittedly, Hakai knew that the life of a Nomad was not suited to such a little girl, but what other choice did he have? He had made so many enemies of the years that he really did need to keep moving. Despite rekindling his relationship with Zin, Hakai was paranoid. Not for his safety, or the world around him, but for his daughter whom was the offspring of Mizore and himself, the last piece of Mizore that he could hold close to his heart.

They were staying at a small inn just on the outskirts of Karakura for a while, the purpose for Hakai being out in this snow entrenched area was to get some space and perhaps find some way to pay for his rent. He wasn't with the Monsuta anymore, he didn't even have the funds to keep himself afloat in a fancy house like the Yuudeshi might. He was on his own, now. Which he didn't really mind, but it was a pain to look for money all the time. In the end, he half smiled and laughed to himself as these thoughts ran through his head. Just as he did this, a wisp flickered through his ear, like the passing of a breeze, but then in a loud and abrupt explosion. His own name was echoed out throughout the snow, like someone speaking over a mega phone, asking for him to appear and that they wish to speak with him. "Tch, why does everyone come looking for me..."

Within moments, Hakai was shooting around the wasteland, travelling at immense speeds, weaving his way in and out to the source of he voice. The voice wasn't hard to locate - in fact it was designed to be found easily. The white snow gracefully fell from the sky and landed upon Hakai's shoulder as he stood atop of a slight hill elevated my snow. "And what do you want? Nobody wants to talk to me unless they want my head these days. But I must tell you, if that's what you're after, you're going to be rather disappointed. " He hadn't released much reaitsu at this point, none beyond his constant radiance, but one could easily tell just from his voice and structure alone that he wasn't messing around. This wouldn't have been Hakai hundreds of years ago, however. A more youthful Hakai would have vigorously tried to remove their head on requesting to see him. But that wasn't the man he grew to be. The man he changed into was kinder, softer and open to discussion.

He didn't expect his sins to be easily thrown away, nor did he expect others to forgive him for the atrocities he had committed, but what could he expect? Over nine hundred years of him being destructive, titled The Destroyer, someone was bound to try find him and seek something. Even if that something was no longer a part of his being. Perhaps the sins of his past would never leave him, but he wouldn't know until he found out the purpose of this woman finding him. "How do you know my name? Hakai watched her as the snow elegantly fell upon her body, her pasty white skin mixing well with the snow and the bare feet seemingly un-phased by the bitter cold of the ice. His blood red eyes gazed directly at her, not leaving for a second. Until he found out a purpose, he had to assume this was someone coming to hurt him. After all, he was a wanted man by many. Even his friends. Truly, a dead man walking.




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Subject Post 3PostSubject: Re: 9 days, 6 hours, and 23 minutes. [private, hakai/ animum ]   Thu Jan 22, 2015 9:07 am





"Then why do you want me here? Nobody even cares about me, so what purpose would you have to come seek me out, if not to kill me?" As Hakai on looked, the woman before him seemed to be shrouded in sadness, the way she spoke was drenched in sorrow and every word suffocated with despair. He didn't exactly know what to expect from her, nor what she'd ask of him here, but he was indeed scared of her intentions. Not because he was incapable of defending himself, but because he had so much left to do; he couldn't abandon his daughter. Never the less, as his eyes scanned over her blonde hair and limbs reaching outwards to him, he simply stood still and let a blank slate drown his face, giving little to know expression of emotion. The way her lips constantly parted and her face was held made it seem like she was hesitant about something, about asking him or telling Hakai why she was here, or what she wanted from him. I think she's got the wrong idea about me...

He didn't know what to do here. All of his life, he had a clear purpose on what to do in situations like this. The previous Hakai would have spilled her blood within second of her talking, because it was a waste. The current Hakai, however, wanted to listen. It seemed that there was something of an offer. Hakai didn't know the woman before him, so he didn't know how to approach her, so he simply sat and waited. In the back of his mind, however, it did feel like this was a familiar person. He couldn't put his finger on it. At the same time, he had met too many people in his life to remember every single one of them, it would be foolish to think he could remember someone straight away, no matter how familiar they felt. Her words spoke of how she knew Hakai, and at that moment, his eyes slightly widened and then clenched closer shut, but he did not move his body. He still stood there with his right fist clenched shut within that golden gauntlet. Hakai and "Magnolia" had come across each other's path before, and this was the woman whom had devoured that same Magnolia? It was no wonder she felt so familiar to Hakai.

"So back to my original point, you're here for what purpose? I only met Magnolia Clixx once. And now you claim to know so much about my past, my mental state and my deeds. Don't assume so much about me, you don't know a single thing about me." Closing his eyes, he breathed out slowly and let out a huff of white vapor from the mixture of warm and cold air. Hakai personally didn't know how to feel whilst facing down this woman before him, but it seemed she truly wasn't here for his death. It was only fair that he shut up and listened to her request. He did, however, disagree with some of what she had to say. His past didn't matter? He hadn't done wrong? That was all incorrect, in the eyes of Hakai. He had done many wrongs, so many wrongs that a simple apology or a good deed could not rid himself of such things. He wasn't so much focused upon making amends to the ones he wronged, but rather amends with himself. He had a variety of problems within his psyche, he grew to become quite depressed and driven to self-exile from the Monsuta. There was one main inconsistency in what this woman seemed to think, however. And that was that he was suffering beyond uncontrollable standards.

Her words were true, The Destroyer died during the Australian war, perhaps even earlier than that. He had suffered with what path he should take during those times leading up to that war, he had struggled to decide if he should stay within the Monsuta or move on in his life. In the end, his confrontation with Zin drove him to the point of breaking down, and through talking and comfort, was born anew as a man that was no longer driven by his hatred. A look of disgust then dawned upon The Vizard King's face now, as his brow lowered and he spat out a wad of saliva. You really know nothing about me. Just like Magnolia knew nothing back then, this being standing before me knows nothing. Whatever redemption you can offer me doesn't matter, I don't need it. You're right on one behalf, though. I'm not The Destroyer anymore. That part of me is dead and gone. However you are mistaken. I don't want redemption. I don't care if this world still views me as a heretic. My past is just that, the past. Why would I help you save people? People don't need saving, they need to figure that out themselves. " This wasn't exactly what Hakai felt, as he would help someone if he came across them, but he wouldn't go out of his way to do a good deed. He didn't seek redemption from the world. What this woman didn't understand was that he seeked was inner peace, and that wasn't something she or anyone else could offer him.

"I think you're misunderstanding me. I don't need protection, nor do the things I hold dear. What you offer me is another alliance, an alliance in which I rid myself of. I don't have enemies anymore. I don't have friends. I have family, both blood and bond. There is nothing you can offer me that would make me follow you, or join you in the plight of helping others. There is a reason I chose this pilgrimage, and joining forces into an alliance is not fitting in with that agenda. There are no enemies, there are no friends, there are no strangers. All there is, is myself and my family." Hakai spoke deeply, his voice akin to the depth of a lions roar. He wasn't yelling, but rather speaking calmly his intentions. This woman thought she knew what was best for Hakai, yet she was gravely mistaken. "The world is full of paragons trying to do right, I'm not trying to do right or be a saviour. I'm just trying to live. "




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Subject Post 5PostSubject: Re: 9 days, 6 hours, and 23 minutes. [private, hakai/ animum ]   Thu Jan 29, 2015 8:08 am

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The moment she opened her mouth, Hakai's face changed from an in different, emotionless aura to a straight up serious and frowning brow. The air around him would suddenly feel all the much colder as his golden gauntlet was clenched tighter and tighter. "...Don't you dare fucking lecture me about my parenting, or about my daughter." Her sad and sorrowful face seemingly turned, as she listened to his words. However, Hakai didn't care right now. Who did she think she was? Hakai knew exactly what his past was. He knew exactly what that meant for his daughter. But in the end, within his mind, there would always be someone out there looking to do him wrong. It wasn't a matter of being selfish, rather, it was an act of him trying to see things realistically. And the fact of the matter was, no matter how much Hakai "redeemed" himself, there was no changing that someone out there would always want him dead. His daughter didn't actually use his last name, let alone many know she existed. It was a wonder how this woman knew that she existed. Yet even if she knew of her existence, she knew nothing of their situation.

Tilting his head to the side with a rather irritated look upon his face, Hakai let out wave of air before returning to eye contact with Animum. "You know, you're right. Parents leave behind a legacy that the children too often take on. My past deeds can never be erased, over nine hundred years of this cannot be undone with a few good deeds, my wrongs cannot be rewritten. You may call it cowardice, but you are wrong. It's something beyond cowardice. You know nothing of parenting. Everything I have ever done since her birth has been for her. She is the only thing that remains of Mizore... And that's worth protecting. Whatever you offer, whatever you're trying to give to me I have no interest in. Your guilt tripping is in vain. Hakai did think about her words though, she did make him question whether it was the path he should take. But what could fix that? Nothing could redeem him, no matter how many children he pulled out of burning houses, no matter how many cities he saved... it would never equate to what he destroyed. He didn't gain the nick-name The Destroyer for nothing. So even as the woman crossed her arms, he thoughts, but hadn't shifted. He began walking around the woman, the snow embedding into his black boots as he once again pulled the red cape to cover his mouth.

She came all the way out here to... ask this of him? To give him a lecture about his daughter? Hakai thought she had to be kidding. The Vizard King looked up as his circling in the snow came to a halt. All was silent and only the whip of a freezing cold tundra surrounded them; it was dark, yet the moon shown bright enough to be visible. The Vizard's vision fell upon the sky, and as he gazed up into it's glory, he smiled softly and let out another huff of white vapor. "... It's beautiful, isn't it? The stars, I mean. I could stare at them for hours any have it only feel like minutes have passed." His head remained tilted upwards, eyes pinned to the night sky, no lights surrounding them, the only light being brought down from the moon and stars themselves. "Sometimes I wonder if I'm looking up at the stars, and there's someone else looking straight back at me. That maybe I'm just another small spot of light to them." His smile grew slightly bigger as a tear fell into his eye, slowly wiped away with his left hand. Slowly, his vision dropped down from the sky and returned to her gaze, looking her straight in the eyes and pulled the red-scarf like cloak to reveal his mouth. "Looking at those stars make me remember how small we are, and I find that comforting. You came searching for the wrong Hakai, then. I'm far from a self-pitying shell of a man, I'm just trying to live in peace without people like you coming to find me. Is that so much to task? Apparently it is."

The smile was wiped from his face now, as he pulled the red cloak above his mouth again, the wind blowing his cloak and hair with the breeze rather elegantly, small flakes of snow falling upon his shoulders. "I just want to live in peace, I just want to find myself. If you deem that as selfish, I do not care. The Hakai whom was consumed by sorrow died along with the Destroyer, Zin Yuudeshi helped me rid of that. Thought I still struggle with momentary lapses, that is not at my core. I am simply... more at peace. I am not drowned in sorrow and I refuse to let that define me." Placing both hands in ether pocket, Hakai looked around for a moment before finally sighing. He didn't know why he had to explain himself to Animum, he didn't care enough. The problem was is he couldn't afford to have someone continuously tracking him down, he needed to lay it out flat. In the end, all of this wasn't for him. Everything he had done was to help his daughter and give him peace of mind. So far, he was still searching for the latter.

"I've dealt with your kind before, and I'm not convinced you've changed by simply a name and appearance change. If you truly want what's right for me, then leave me alone. Perhaps you could do with a reminder of how small and insignificant of a being we both are." Closing his eyes, he crossed his arms and awaited her response. It did seem, however, Hakai had a lot to think about over the coming weeks and months - whether he wanted to or not. There was a storm brewing, and not everyone could hide from it. Not even the nomad and his daughter.




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Subject Post 7PostSubject: Re: 9 days, 6 hours, and 23 minutes. [private, hakai/ animum ]   Thu Jan 29, 2015 9:44 am

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"You may have overstepped your bounds? You don't understand anything. The bounds you apparently overstepped never existed, 'cause in the end your judgement never mattered. I am not wishing to control your actions, nor tell you what to do - I simply wish for you to leave."

Hakai wasn't interested in diplomacy, and he didn't understand her exact purpose for even being here. She wanted to align with him? She wanted him to join her in a cause to change the world... yet all she was doing was throwing out insults about his lifestyle and that he was selfish and self centred. Originally, he thought maybe she had good intentions, but just like most things, Hakai thought, it proved to be false and there were no good intentions. Perhaps she was trying to guide him down a different path, a path in which he had walked before, and one he wasn't interested n walking down again. He had seen the path of so called "righteous" and people hell bent on fixing their reputation went, he wasn't caring of that life. It was similar to the path of destruction, to Hakai.

He had walked the path of destruction, he had also walked down the path of redemption. It wasn't something that Hakai cared about. In the end it held similar destinations, either ones doom, or internal destruction. Right now, the Vizard King was on an alternative path, or at least the path he had set his eyes on was different. Perhaps... Perhaps this path he travelled didn't need to end in his own destruction. The man he grew to be was different than the world perceived it, and nobody, not Zin or even his daughter, could see inside his mind to get the full grasp of what he felt. Everything he did recently was for his daughter, so as he listened to her words, he was filled with a burning sensation that travelled up from his feet to his head. How... dare she say such a thing. She didn't know anything, and she had the audacity to question that was the only reason he loved and looked after her? That sickened him, to his very core.

"Do not speak of her, or the way in which I love my daughter. There is no shame in cherishing old memories through family. But don't you think, for one... fucking... second... that is the only reason I am looking after my daughter. Stop making assumptions in which you know nothing of, you're walking a dangerous path." It didn't matter the way in which she came into Hakai's life, it didn't matter if she was spawned from the womb of the demon Goddess herself. What mattered was, it was Hakai's daughter. And everything he had ever done was for her. Not in the memory of Mizore, she was dead, Hakai had accepted that.

"Mizore is dead, and if you seriously think I'm holding onto that memory through my daughter, you're dead wrong. If all you came here for was to make assumptions, go away. Everything you've said within the past few minutes has solidified my position, I do not wish to help your cause. Like I'd join on with someone who was so tightly wound with bringing despair, either." His head returned to the stars for a moment, however the smile didn't follow. Hakai looked at them, and he didn't think he was small anymore. If there was anything this conversation brought him, it was clarity of his own thoughts. A moment ago he thought about how small they were, but that perhaps wasn't true at all. He looked at them now and thought there were bigger things. Not that he was a small chest piece in the grand scheme of life, not that he was insignificant to the way of the world, but rather there were more important things than the endeavours of a man trying to find himself and look after his daughter. If this truly wasn't about "saving the world" or "doing right", then why was she hear? Trying to help him in his path? He didn't wish for help, he didn't require help. Essentially, he didn't care.

"I do not wish to use violence, nor teach you that you're small. What I do hope to do is make you realise is that I know people do not care about my choices. What you have tried to do here, however, apparently is different. If nobody cares about my choices, the they do not care about yours either - just like I do not care." He sighed and looked down from the stars yet again, drawing his gaze to her pale while flesh. "It's not as if I don't realise what the Monsuta is. I created it, and it was my responsibility. Was. It was something I started, and if the time is ever right, it will be something I end. However, right now, I do not intend to involve myself in their affairs. The Monsuta had grown beyond simply me. I cannot take responsibility for anything they do now. I recognise my failures within them, but what they do now isn't mine to handle. " Perhaps this was inappropriate and unfair of him, to build up something bad and allow it to exist. Even if he did try to stop it, it would only endanger his daughter even more - something he couldn't have.

"I'm not interested in anything more you have to say. This is a massive circle jerk and I won't have any part of it. " Sighing to himself, he turned his back to the woman, and began to walk off. Many thoughts ran through his head as a result of this, but he had to return to his daughter. If he had just made an enemy out of her, so be it, but he wouldn't be dragged into her war, her plights or situations because she was wished him to join. She seeked him out on his own accord, if she wasn't prepared for rejection, then she hadn't come to him with a solid argument in the first place.




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Subject Post 9PostSubject: Re: 9 days, 6 hours, and 23 minutes. [private, hakai/ animum ]   Sun Feb 01, 2015 9:55 am

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