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The sand of Hueco Mundo was dancing, as the wind blew it high in the skies above. The moon, as always, was coloring the land white, whit his gentle light. Few dummy Hollows could be seen, scattering over the land, some mechanic, some not, and a adjucha here and there could also be seen. Nothing seemed in disorder. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary. And nothing gave way of what was going to happen.
A party of ShadowFall Arrancar, led by a extremely tall individual, went through the desert on daily patrol. It could be well heard and seen, that the team was slacking off, talking about things they shouldn't, not paying attention to their surrounding and so on and on. A stronger breeze pushed the group almost to the ground, making them curse the weather. Another one, even stronger, pushed them on the ground and blew sand in their eyes. The Arrancar tried to clear their eyes, but new sand just kept being blown in them. While from afar completely different things could be seen.
Slowly something of a gate or door shape started to appear. By time it became more and more clearer, seeming like someone would craft it of the scenery itself. The gates grew bigger, wider. From the size of house, they reached something bigger, stretching higher and wider then Las Rejillas, then outgrowing Las Vivientes and stopping, when everyone on Hueco Mundo could see it. Next, glowing symbols in different languages started to appear, forming some never before seen systems. They covered the gates form from the top to the bottom, making the light look almost blinding.
Then the noise of massive object hitting something hard, filled the desert and the gates started to open. Upon a small crack, green mist quickly started to flow out and covered the ground around it. Everything near the gate were just destroyed, leaving only dusts of the Hollows, Arrancar and other beings, that found themselves too close to the odd gate. The whole Hueco Mundo, every creature in it, could feel the presence, that slowly started to come into here. The opening grew wider and wider, letting out more and more green mist. Those, mastered in spiritual sensing, could tell, that this mist was a actual spirit pressure, only in form, unnatural to this energy. When the gates were half opened, a creature could be seen opening them.
It was even bigger, the thing was actually bending to fit in the gate. It seemed as made from energy. Every part of its body was made out of pure, emerald green energy, that crafted his joints, body parts and literately everything. In built it was massive and wide too. The thing didn't step out into the Desert Realm, but only stood and stared at the Las Rejillas, after pushing the gate completely open. The green mist, that was flowing from it, went closer and closer to the ShadowFall fortress, taking out almost everything, that got in its way.
Between the things legs a old style Japanese temple on a small isle flew out into the Hueco Mundo. In size it was tiny, comparing on the enormous being, but actually took a normal five story heigh. When the temple had left the place, on the other side of the gate, the being slowly backed away, closing the gates and taking its mist back. The strong presence slowly disappeared and after a moment or so the gate disappeared also. Everything was silent. What had stayed, was the temple tho’. From it the same, strong energy could be sensed, but not in such a massive amount. The building just floated there and didn't move a inch.
The desert of Hueco Mundo was a cruel and endless abyss of destruction and malice. Where the savage underlings of the Forest fought to evolve in the land below, those that ascended to the higher realm of evolution roamed the eternal sands. Under the luminescent light of the looming moon, a single Hollow watched the abrupt conclusion to the existence of an unfortunate few that strayed too close to an event out of place. Its eyes; or rather those of a puppet in its grasp caught the display at just the right distance to observe it without being caught up in the destruction that would never be noticed by another.
The Hollow covered its eyes only briefly as the brightest flash of light cast over the desert. Once the gate opened and the light slightly dimmed, the creature's gaze returned, more focused than before. Out of all the time it spent in the forest, a creature of such design; composed entirely of energy was unheard of. The powerful pressure exuded from it, along with the effect it had on those with the misfortune of being too close made it one of the more powerful creations it had seen in its short life.The band of Arrancar that previously caught the Hollow's attention were turned to dust, leaving nothing of the proclaimed superior race in the manifestation's path.
Just as suddenly as the event began, it concluded. A single temple left in the midst of the sands while the giant retreated to whatever realm they originated from. The Hollow remained still, standing on a tall mass of sand that looked over ground zero. Nothing seemed to happen at that point, only the unorthodox silence that followed. Out of all the memory stolen from the surface dweller it inhabited, nothing quite matched up to the display before it. It was a unique event, one that made it curious. The temple had a purpose, and with the fodder gone,the only thing left to get information on was the construct itself. Even now, the owerful energy from before resonated from the temple.
The Hollow made its way to the epicenter of it all in no rush. Its pace was slow, calm and collected. Whatever the intent of that behemoth and the source of the power that remained was, it intended to find out. Not for any greater purpose, but simply the sake of learning itself. If things went profitably, there may even have been something to gain from it all.The only problematic thing was the creature's own limits.
The parasite cast away all the ties it had in the Forest of Menos, sending an entire army to oblivion for little more than the entertainment of the chaos that ensued. Caught up in the moment of its own enjoyment, a few factors had been forgotten. With no souls left under its control, the creature had little power to bend to its will, and even the body it controlled like a puppet was vastly inferior to the former guise it carried. At that point, it couldn't be helped. One simply needed to rise again and claim that power that it carelessly tossed away. Perhaps this was the first step; or the last.
After a few minutes of dreadful silence, the Hollow stood close to the isle and the temple above it. The creature pressed off the desert floor; ascending to the temple above and landing gracefully before the structure. The movements were swift, but mellow. The creature had the display of complete confidence in its ability to come to this place and observe it without risk of demise as the others before it. To any others that may have been basked in the shadows, it appeared only as an Adjuchas. The body of the Hollow stood in a nearly Human shape, but also retained many flaws a kin to a Hollow of that caliber. Not only were they standing at a sizable eight feet even, but their skin was a shade of dark blue. The muscle definition in the arms and legs were atrociously large, and the ever-present white mask adorned its face. A hole struck through its chest, much like any other of their kind. Even the power of the pair remained restrained to pull off the illusion of being an ordinary Adjuchas that happened to survive the events below.
The creature stepped forward, tapping the edge of the structure to generate a knocking sound; even if a door were not present to the temple. The yellow eyes of the puppet slowly moved to the left,then thr right. It took in as many details as it could, looking for the source of the energy signature that remained and any objects of interest that may have colored the abode. Were there to be no answer, no form of life in sight; the Hollow would simply knock again; waiting patiently for the start of an unknown interaction to ensue.
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Subject Post 3Subject: Re: Green Mist![OPEN] Wed Jul 29, 2015 12:39 pm
The Knight Of Forging
|Author: Derek & Brandon Fiechter|Song: Japanese Music - Dark Temple|Word Count: 478|
The world of life. The world of sound and light, love and warmth was left once again to return in more cold, but as pleasant place, as one the small Arrancar left. Julius Smith, The Knight Of Forging and just a lost boy in the big world was sent for a task by his masters orders. The realm he left probably the boy will never enter again, but there was only bit of regret. The new world, old for him but new in the same time, promised again new excitements and games. And friends! He so wished for more friends.
As he entered Hueco Mundo he felt the change in air, sound and the feel itself. He had been in here long enough to recognize his home. The sand, moon and wind carried its own signature from which the small fox-boys tail started to move back and forth. A chuckle escaped his mouth and the kid just started to jump up and down in his endless palace. The sound of stopping could be heard and then something of a all overpowering feeling of hope washed over the Arrancar. He smiled looking up at the ceiling and spoke. "Don't worry my God! I will fulfill your orders!" With that the travel had stopped. Julius Smith was back at home.
Few minutes later he was sitting still in his palace, painting ducks on a white rice paper and wiating for something to happen. He had waited for many new friends to come as they would sense the nice, warm energy of his God, but no one till now. Still, he felt happy and didn't bothet with too much negative thoughts. Suddenly something of a loud knock was heard from above and huge rush of overflowing joy filled him. Julius again started to jump, clap his hands and laugh of the thought of visitors, but then stopped, remembering that his task first was to spread the word of his God. But first he will play.
In so the Hollow would see that in front of him a dojo door would appear and from it a Arrancar would step out. He had white bone fox ears. Long, white hair and a tail. Dressed in his joē, a Japanese priests kimono, he seemed quite small. And he was, as the boy reached barely the height of 5 feet. Bowing, he smiled at the strange guest and spoke formally, but with joy. "Welcome! I'm Julius Smith and how I could help you two today?" The Arrancar was so happy in meeting two guest, not one, though it seemed for him a bit strange why his nose picked up that the one was in the other one. But Hueco Mundo had been full of these kind of creatures for long time, so he didn't think of asking. Julius so joped he will be able to play with these two.
In wait, an answer finally arrived. The doors to the temple of the unknown opened, and a character less-than-anticipated made a sudden debut. They looked no older than a child, holding traits associated with a fox comprised both of fur and the white fragments of a Hollow's mask. Spiritual beings taking on a form so young,, despite being vastly older was no uncommon feat, so the masked fiend had no intention of undermining what they were capable of..At least, not yet. It was an oddity for an Arrancar to have an unorthodox entrance as the one they presented to their own home. What was their purpose in it all?
Even more out of the place than the build up to their meeting was the comment in their greeting? Two? How could they feel out its true form masked under the Adjuhas in its control? Having the identity hinted at so suddenly bothered it, but these situations were bound to happen eventually. The best course of action was to feign ignorance, and so it did. Bending its knees and crouching down to lower the large Hollow's height down to a closer six feet for the smaller soul, the large mask rest on its face split in twain. The jaw of the beast opened to reply, its tone deep and relaxed.
"Hello, Julius. My name is Ruvik. Pleasure to make your acquaintance ..But I'm not quite sure what you mean by two." He paused, looking briefly behind himself; not seeing nor sensing another soul besides the one before him. "As you can see," it said, turning back to look down at the smaller Arrancar. " I'm the only one here, aside yourself of course." Its lie was perfectly performed, not leaving a twitch, a shift in vocal pattern or any physical indication of the fallacy. Nothing short of being able to read the parasite's soul itself inside the soul of another could tell the difference in its words. It was a beloved trait one that kept it alive through one host to the next. It continued,"Now, as for why I'm here. The display just before our meeting that spawned your abode and my interest. I would like to know the purpose of it all; as well as the source of the energy that resonated with it, if that isn't too much trouble."
The Hollow paused in wait for a response. The tone, nature, and general feeling of the Arrancar before it matched their appearance quite well. Overly-enthusiastic, energetic, and finding joy purely from a visitor. These things were uncommon, and more-often-than not were common of those more dangerous than the brutal savages of the forest. It didn't sense power too grand from the Arrancar, far from matching the powerful surge that washed over the desert moments ago. Could another soul be hidden away in the temple somewhere? All these questions it asked itself will reveal themselves in time. It is just a matter of patience.
|Author:EoSD Stage 4|Song: Voile, the Magic Library|Word Count: 572|
The Arrancar stared at his new companion with something of mixed awe, joy and a bit puzzlement. He was happy that this new friend of his was so intelligent, the boy could almost jump sky high because it seemed he was also friendly, but the statement that the thing was alone didn't quite fit and confused him. And why would you say that he was so sure about it. You see, the kids sense of smell was so strong he could tell from the place they were what was in the Hollow Tree. It was so strong, almost no one could hide from it. And his smell told him that there was two Hollows, one inside another. Because the creature had leaned closer, Julius could bend enough to take a good sniff before it could manage to back away, but it was the same, two. "Weird...My little fox nose says that there are two, not one. Oh!!!" The boys eyes sparked in excitement as he thought of a solution to this riddle. "Maybe you are a mommy Ruvik!!! That must be it! It's just..." But then he broke off and became a bit sad, as he noticed in what gender the Hollows name was pronounced. "Right...No..." Did the Hollow try to pull him out of his thoughts or not, it didn't matter, as Julius had set his mind to find the answer and he wouldn't give up until he had it. Like any stubborn kid, he wanted his way.
By putting his pointy finger at his lips and starring in the moon, the white fox thought and thought, and thought until he moaned and grabbed his head. "Too much thinking makes Julius head hurt! He doesn't like it!" But suddenly something sparked in the Arrancar kids memory. Something long forgotten, his Hollow life. The life he lived as a parasite in other bodies, feeding of the lives small babies and little kids should have. It came back with fragments but with them something of a understanding poped up. The small boy got back up and moved step by step closer to the guest. "I think I had found a answer to my riddle. Why I smell two, when Ruvik says he is one." If the Hollow would try to run, the beast would find Julius quickly on his shoulder, as he had been there all this time. The boys eyes now had slit pupils and were in ember color. "Because he is nothing more then a parasite. A creature living off others." With that he would jump off and again stand in his old spot, waging his white tail back and forth, while the white ears would be pressed against his head. In again innocent and even ashamed tone Smith would speak. "Did I guess right?" Curiosity was just leaking from him.
But when the Hollow asked him the question with it had desired to get the answer for so long Julius bit his upper lip and tried not to look in the new found friends eyes. "Ummm, I would...If I knew! I was just brought here by my God so that I could...Do stuff...Julius doesn't know (◒ᄌ◒)" The kid stared now in the ground on his feet and kicked the roof lightly with his foot. "Julius only knows that he needs to speak with the swords (^ᄌ^)" Julius smiled again because he could at least give some answers. This smile though faded, as he didn't know himself what it means (─̃ᄌ─͠)
The Hollow paused, hearing the sound of that problematic sniff from the Arrancar before them. It was hard to believe one's sense of smell could be so refined it could see through such a disguise. Even through flesh and spiritual resonance completely masked by the shell of the creature around it, the child-like soul could easily distinguish the truth behind deception..Well, at least part of it. While they may have been able to figure out the existence of the fiend locked away, seeing through a puppet's lie was another matter. So long as it maintained a proper stance in their conversation and diverted things elsewhere, any extra information being extracted could be avoided. Still, out of their meeting the information already yielded something useful. With this amazing feat of sensory revealed, the creature could properly align its stratagems with the fact should the two ever cross in the future. Fortunately this meeting occurred prior to any more serious situation where their feat of smell could be a cause of far more problems than brief surprise.
The puppet maintained its composure, not showing a hint of the real thoughts going through the creature's mind. To the comment of potential pregnancy, all the large creature did was lightly chuckle. It never bothered thinking about that, but were Hollows able to mate and be effected in such a way? Anything was possible, wasn't it. Two prime examples of traits well above the scope of normality were present at the very seen after all. " Humorous, but of course not. I'm male, as you realized, and I'm not part seahorse!" It was a relief when the boy went on about their annoyance in the manner. The less they could compose in their mind, the better. One day, keeping things secret wouldn't be an issue. Once its climb to power had concluded and the world was at its fingertips..But until then, keeping the extent of its ability in the dark was key to taking the best position possible in the scheme of events in play. Something seemed off though..it was like a feeling of realization had resonated from the boy, and this soon went from a thought to a fact.
That comment..What was their next guess going to attribute to? There were only so many situations that could match the description, and eventually one would prove accurate. The Hollow puppet remained still, maintaining eye-contact with the fox-like soul and waiting patiently for their next verdict.Its yellow eyes quickly shifted upon a sudden enlightenment of its own. The small Arrancar had become far closer than it imagined. Still, it kept up a relaxed and care-free attitude on the outside with a flow of spiritual essence perfectly matching the false mind set of inner-peace. The last comment, along with that shifted shade of the iris set off an unseen storm of fury inside the beast. The parasite thought back to the comment. 'Nothing more than a parasite'. The insolence...It didn't have any qualm with the fox-like soul at all until that moment, disdain instantly filling the unseen creature's soul and restraining itself for the time being. While few things were more important than fulfilling its own desires, learning more from the small soul and gathering more power for itself was a larger concern for its future development.
"A parasite? I don't feel anything of the sort. Odd...It is concerning. I'll have to look into the matter." The puppet paused, looking over its own midnight blue flesh for any kind of unique wound or other place a creature could have infested it. Its eyes focused on the empty hole in the center of its chest. Perhaps that was a medium somehow? Looking back toward the Arrancar before it, the bi-pedal guise continued. "It is interesting though. I must thank you for alerting me of it. Perhaps that isn't the case, but the potential of it is worth examining later. I'll do it on my own time. " Moving on to the next matter at hand, the parasite took a special interest in how the child spoke of a God..A God. It wasn't one to believe in Gods. Most were simply decently influential and powerful icons it would surpass in the near future. The concept of someone viewing themselves as such, and thus above the fiend in armor just added further agitation under a cool surface.
"A god, huh? What kind do you speak of? I thought the concept of such figures was abolished once one discovered the truth in death." This topic sparked some relief to the boiling frustration it kept locked away. Learning of more of the greater powers the universe had to offer that could hold the title of God will always be a good thing. Better to know ahead of time what one will contend with than find out while unprepared. Addressing the secondary matter as well, only a single subject matched the depiction on paper. "You mean the Espada, Julius? The group's name originates from the word sword, and they are a leading figure in this realm. Its Spanish, if I recall correctly. " The Espada were figures all natives to Hueco Mundo knew of, especially the parasite. They were a powerful force to be approached with caution. So what did this child's master desire of them? Asking these questions both in the confines of its mind, and to the soul before it were key to fully grasping the state of the universe it aimed to conquer.