Awe Of the blade

Throughout Rukongai you can find large rivers some even resembling to small oceans in their size. This is where this creature came to be its strange insect like body looking coming from a rip in time and space but this wasn’t an Garganta it wasn’t black nor forcing its way into this place, it was more a faintish blue as if a tear instead.

This Creature looked at the ocean like river below him, no one nearby, he was hiding his spiritual pressure well, he quickly re sealed his form back to his human like state, holding two blades in his hand’s, his green eye’s watched as the sun of this world went over the water. What a beautiful sight he thought, he rarely spoke at all. The rift he came in disappeared with an trace. He remembered years ago. When he was human in that tribe thou the memory was foggy he remembered the words Your mission, to kill the one you love. Give away your faith everlasting in your soul. Everything you touch is an illusion until blessed. You won't feel the pain of mortal wounds. Then in a flash he opened his eyes like if waking from a bad dream, he hate to say but those words where true, his healing power alone was a nightmare to deal with.

He looked back into the lake once more getting a bit hungry for some fish he pulled out one of his blades, and he started to walk thou the grass it seemed to keep getting thicker as he got closer to the water. Before he released it the grass was up to his hip’s. was to the water edge he reversed the griping of his blade looking at the water for any movement . He saw a flicker and he quickly thrust the blade tip into the water stabbing something. Some blood was floating out and he pulled up the blade, he looked at it, and decent sized fish he thought, forming a bala in his hand, he made sure it was weak as hell, making a fire with in a controlled area and started cleaning the fish and cooking it.

He looked at the smoke from the fire, some grey smoke, should go unnoticed but he didn’t care. He looked at his blade he used to catch the fish and cleaned the tip off. As he grabbed the now cooked fish he heard and hollow like scream, he took a bite into his fish. Then in a flash a low level hollow appeared behind him and he quickly backhanded the hollow into the face making it bleed and nearly knocking its head off, he looked at it. It was dead as it started to break apart and fade away. Poor thing was just hungry and wanted the thing with the highest spiritual pressure.

It was quick. But it was just enough for someone with a keen sense to notice. A source of Reiatsu coming from another plane of reality - and it wasn't a Senkaimon. His eyes narrowed slightly, more out of careful suspicion than anything else. He wasn't planning on fighting anybody - he just wanted to see what was going on...

A few minutes of flash-step later, and he found himself by what appeared to be a lake. He peered over the ridge that he was behind, only to see somebody by the shore, were they fishing? Dai blinked, and peered closer, noticing the creature's mask. He blinked, and suddenly turned away, rubbing his eyes. Did he just see an Arrancar? In Soul Society? He turned back, and made sure he wasn't just seeing things. Nope, he wasn't. He stepped out of his hiding place, hand on zanpakuto for safe measure.

Yeah, he'd just made mistake number one. Don't show yourself to the enemy. Wait... he wasn't performing an assassination NOW. He sighed to himself, and looked up at the man. Strange... He looked closely and carefully, blinking again and again. What could he see? Why was this guy so... strange... to him? The redhead sighed one more time, and took his hand off of his zanpakuto.

"You don't seem violent. So I won't attack. Heh... I wouldn't attack either way, buddy. I'm not against the Arrancar, not personally, anyway." He tilted his head to the side with a smile.

He heard the sounds of the grass moving once more, but this time he didn’t do a thing. Instead he let this soul reaper walk in, knowing he didn’t want a fight. Instead he took up some of the spare fish he hadn’t bit into yet. You don't seem violent. So I won't attack. Heh... I wouldn't attack either way, buddy. I'm not against the Arrancar, not personally, anyway. he heard the man say after he did a sigh, zefonse simply held out the fish on a stick "Don’t worry yourself I am not with the likes of Nuevo Espada” he looked on to the fire “I found there ways a bit to brutal and unkind to those they fought” he then turned to the look at the soul reaper

To zefonse the man stood about 5'11, and has a slim build without much muscle mass behind it. And what seems to be rather pale skin, but not so pale as to burn too easily . “so tell me lad, what’s your reasoning for coming up to me?” he said with a bit of laugh for a man that works in Kokuryuteish a group far worse then the Espada to some, but for some reason it was a bit more peaceful then what most let on.

Dai shrugged.

"Just curious, I s'pose. I don't often feel Reiatsu spikes like that and live to tell the tale." He laughed lightly, before speaking again.

"I just came to check out what had happened here, and I saw you. That's all there is to it. And if you think I'm either going to right-out attack, or I'm going to somehow get the message out that an Arrancar is in Soul Society, you're mistaken." He smiled brightly, and sat down near the water, drawing his zanpakuto and letting it lay on the ground to his side, the tsuka-less blade glinting in the sunlight. He turned to the other man, and blinked.

"But... isn't Soul Society a bit of a risky place to hide? I mean, it's not exactly 'Arrancar-safe' now, is it?" That was one of the things that confused him about this man's presence. Everything pointed to him being here to attack, yet he was... benevolent. Dai sighed and shook his head, studying the man further. Maybe more talking could bring out more reasoning to his presence.

But... isn't Soul Society a bit of a risky place to hide? I mean, it's not exactly 'Arrancar-safe' now, is it? Zefonse looked at the young man looking at his face was he confused. Zefonse said with a joking tone “but this place has the best fish, and also a damn good view of the lakes.” he also placed both of his blades on the ground and pulled out an notebook “Joking aside, I normally come here to draw in my free time, but a good spot to fish”
　
Placing the notebook away again, he sighed a bit he was glad he didn’t have to fight right away, like most other times he came to visit, now what to do thou first time a soul reaper was so kind of them just to chat, looking at the man blade style of blade “hmm, its been age’s since I seen that style of blade being used, before.”

Dai blinked and drew Kiba Ookami, holding it in his usual backhand wield style.

"You mean... like this?" The redhead tilted his head to the side, confused. How was this a rare style of zanpakuto?

"Kiba Ookami... is a heavily defense-favoured zanpakuto. It's abilities are designed to destroy energy attacks like Kidou and Cero, rather than physically damaging an opponent. It's really no use in a large-scale fight... But I prefer it. I'm not a fan of killing - and I'm not a fan of fighting. In all honesty - I'd rather this war be over, and I'd rather we didn't spill unnecessary blood. Kind of a personal thing." Dai smiled brightly and nodded. He felt he could trust this Arrancar - there was something like a bond of age between them, or something like that. Dai just felt like this man could be trusted, and that was all he needed to know.

Re-sheathing Kiba Ookami, Dai yawned and stretched, before taking a good look over the landscape. Beauty - that was Soul Society in a nutshell, but the reality was that it was nothing but a cesspit of hate and prejudice. Dai may have worked on the side of the Shinigami, but he was still neutral in the sense that Arrancar really weren't the enemy to him...

He stood by that moral as much as he could.

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“It is very unlikely that this war wont end, even thou it would save a bunch of life’s. Over the Crouse of my life all I could do to survive was to battle and battle, I lost count of how many I have faced, I cant even remember how old I am.”

He looked towards the young man, after hearing about his abilities made him wonder a bit. After all you don’t really tell off most if not all of your powers to a foe who might be spying, lucky for him Zefonse was just on break and may not give this information to his boss. He then looked at the lake


“Since you told some of your abilities, I shall be fair and honorable to share mine, My Zanpakutô
is called Ciervo Volante(Stag Beetle) I don’t hold many powers in sealed forms but made a few cero based moves in my lifetime, I hold telekinesis, but rarely use it unless I must.

Zefonse stood up and looked towards an rock that was nearby and picked it up using telekinesis bringing it into the flames but not dropping it then letting it fly into the lake, before sitting back down.

“This place, reminds me of times with another Hai-baku(Honorable foe)”

Zefonse closed his eyes feeling something in the air was coming by, he turned toward’s the young man

“so soul reaper, what is your ideas on the thought of hollows not Arrancar , but the hollow’s that must feed and feed before gaining a mind of there own?”

Dai's face changed from a smile to a look of seriousness. Hollows... They were a different story.

"I... believe that Hollows are still under grounds to be destroyed. They are instinctive beings who cannot choose their own path - they simply must devour. So I take it upon myself to destroy them. If an Arrancar is formed, that Hollow has deserved to live, for it can now choose a path in life. Kinda hypocritical, really. But I stick by it..." He smiled once more, and nodded a few times, before squatting on the ground near to the Arrancar himself. Telekinesis, huh. He held the glove on his right hand out in front of him, flexing the finger and staring at the metal.

800 years... I can't believe that it's been that long already... His age was beginning to show, alright. The Shinigami sighed again, and sorta shuffled about in his Shinigami's uniform, pulling out a strangely-shaped card, with a kanji character on it. The glaive seals... His most recent ability, and his most interesting on... This one was worth nothing right now, but soon... Soon he'd be able to do it. Kidou would be back in his grasp! He put the seal away, and looked at the man once more.

"I trust you. There may not be enough grounds for it, but I do. Guess that you just give off that vibe." He smirked, and tilted his head once more.