Giants in a place, small fries elsewhere (Private)

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Sky…That was all Guillermo could see, and it was all he had seen in the last few months, sheltering himself within Las Noches, trying not to attract attention, only moving once his location had been found, and he had killed the intruder. His life of solitude seemed to have followed that same pattern for the last few weeks...Finding a safe location, getting found out, killing the one who found him, and changing locations...It was lacking a purpose, yet again, Guillermo was lacking the will to ask himself what he should do with his life, other than killing.

He decided to try and explore something else, and swiftly got up, running towards the exit of Las Noches, trying to go and explore the world he was in, so much of his questions still remaining. Why was he a killing machine, why were his race hunted down by shinigamis. So many things had happened in 12 years, although the only one that got him closer to an answer to these questions was when he met a shinigami, and was stuck facing him. He learned a lot about his race that way, seeing how the shinigami despised him, or the whole hollow race in general.

About an hour later, Guillermo was standing in the middle of nowhere, near a forest. He realized that outside of Las Noches, things seemed more natural, although there were still endless plains of sands, as if Hueco Mundo didn’t have anything else than that. Wondering why there was a forest in the middle of nowhere, he used Sonido to get in, and get to what seemed to be the core of the forest. When he arrived, he was surprised to see that there was literally a colony of gillians there, nothing so close as a threat to him. All of them seemed to be quiet, until the arrancar heard sounds of fighting. Most of the menos turned, as if they wanted to hear, before going back to their thing, just standing there, nothing really big happening.

“Hungry...what the heck am I supposed to do...I guess I’ll feast on some of those...” Guillermo thought, as he swiftly ambushed one of the menos, biting through its mask, before killing it. His killing instincts always seemed to go through the roof whenever he would see a massive amount of weaker beings in front of him, and as of late, he was letting that instinct get what it wanted...

Zen-Aku punched the lid off of the coffin that he was in. For an average being, the stone lid would have left a mark on his knuckles. But, Zen-Aku was a Demon, so no marks were left on his fist. Zen looked around his surroundings, trying to determine his current location. Zen sniffed the air, using his wolf senses to find someone who might be able to tell him where he was and what year it was. He was able to locate a...Hollow, maybe? So he headed in that direction.

Zen made his way to the Hollow, only to discover it was an Arrancar, a being he was unfamiliar with, but not completely ignorant about. He noticed it feasting on another of it's kin, not an Arrancar, but another Hollow. Zen found this slightly disturbing and gripped the Arrancar on the shoulder. "Doesn't it disturb you to feast on the flesh of your own kind?" Zen spoke, for the first time in a thousand years, awaiting an answer from the Arrancar.

Guillermo was enjoying the snack he was taking when he felt something on his shoulder, and quickly, turned to attempt to strike the presence with his elbow, absolutely hating to be touched in any way, especially when it was from behind. He took a few steps backwards to notice that his assailant definitely wasn’t a hollow. He had no clue was that person was, as it certainly wasn’t an arrancar, and didn’t look like a shinigami for one second.

“Who do you think you are? You don’t just creep up behind someone and grab his shoulder. I could kill you for that...Who are you, and most importantly, what are you? Whatever food I choose to eat is none of your business. Hollows are the only thing nearby, and I’ll keep to that, because that’s what tastes good.” Guillermo told the demon as he was trying to keep his rage over someone interrupting his meal, and commenting about his cannibalistic ways. Guillermo had never went out of Hueco Mundo, and certainly wasn’t about to let someone talk him out of eating weaker hollows.

Zen looked to Guillermo, dodging his elbow strike easily. "Forgive me," he said, "There's just something unnerving to me about an abomination who eats their own comrades..." Zen said this with a hint of disgust in his voice and spat away from the Arrancar. "Tell me," he said, "What year is this...? Where am I...? And who are you...?"

Zen drew his Ocarina from his belt, this being the thing he channeled his Wolf Blade into, Ready for combat. He began to play a familiar song. Once he finished playing he awaited a response from the Arrancar.

OOC : Sorry for the delays, been having a busy week


“If they would be of some importance to me other than to provide me supplies to my primal need of food, well, maybe you could actually consider them comrade, and maybe I would give a shit about them...But this is not the case, so I’m afraid you’re out of luck, and you’ll have to pay the price for disturbing me while I was having a meal...The price you win for that is...DEATH” Guillermo screamed at the demon in front of him, not caring to answer his question, not even paying attention to the Ocarina, just being annoyed at the demon disliking his cannibalistic ways.

The arrancar finally noticed that his opponent seemed to prepare himself to fight, something that made him get back on track, and start thinking of that, warming up a little bit, slowly walking to his sides, in a circular trajectory somewhat distant from Zen-Aku, continuing his warm up, wondering if he should answer the humanoid’s question or if he should just kill the creature, whatever it was. He took a few seconds to think about it...He thought about it really hard, but couldn’t think longer than four seconds...And the fight it was. The arrancar didn’t bother taking out his knife, taking a turtle shell stance, faking a defensive style, letting his right hand out to taunt Zen-Aku in coming towards him.

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