ENTER THE VESSEL OF MADNESS
Artist: Undertale - Song: Death By Glamour Dual Mix - Word Count: 1,551
Karakura Forest. The place where Vanyel spent most of his free time. It was somewhere he could talk to himself and the voices in his head....in peace. Nowhere else could grant him this. It was always, always somewhere that had someone that could eavesdrop. The maniac hated being bothered when he didn't want it. However, if anyone DID bother him, he would just kill them. Useless life.
That's what most of humanity was. A snicker left the Wielder of Dark Chi's lips as he continued to take long strides throughout the green forest outside of Karakura. A snake-like tongue would slide across his lips as his steel-lined boots slammed against the ground repeatedly.
The line that was across his face would slowly move, forming an evil grin. White, jagged teeth would be seen from this man's mouth. As he grinned his trademark evil grin, his fingers would slowly grace the hilt of his sword, Kuro Komo. As they did, those same fingers would slowly drift around his main, signature, and most deadly weapon. With the power to cut near anything in one simply swing, Kuro Komo was a deadly force. The katana was just as deadly as the name. Black Cloud. With the blade of the sword the bolt of lightning that could strike and cleave one open at any moment, the blade became feared for some.
Vanyel's pale fingers slowly ascended to the pommel of his sword, with his fingers dancing in a playful rhythm. The gentle, silent taps of his fingers against steel rang out like music to his ears as Vanyel continued to drum against the pommel of his own sword. The walk he was talking now had turned into a stride, with the various fancy trinkets of his jacket jingling as his steps took the slightest bit more enthusiasm. He was glad to be out of Karakura Central. No more prying eyes. Perfect chance to talk to the voices and see what they wanted.
However, there were no voices. It was simply Vanyel's own insanity. The voices were generated by his insanity, as well as the hundreds of victims he had claimed. He could hear voices within his mind, telling him to kill more....shed more and more blood. Vanyel didn't have problem with it. He loved killing, and spreading more and more blood. Hell, he was crazy enough to TASTE his victim's blood. Blood had never tasted bad, but it was just something odd. Something he wasn't used to.
Vanyel's thoughts of blood, death, and murder were soon interrupted by a wave of spiritual pressure that hit him. Someone was there. His grin that had faded when the wave of spiritual pressure hit him soon returned. His fingers that were previously tapping the pommel of his sword slowly wrapped around the hilt of it. The blade of Kuro Komo made a quiet scraping noise as the sword was withdrawn from the hilt. As the blade was introduced to the cold, night air, Vanyel's evil sword seemed to radiate an aura of darkness. Not of literal darkness, but evil.
Vanyel's boots slowly dug into the dirt beneath him, before he launched himself into a nearby tree and landed perfectly. As his white teeth that were revealed by his insane grin gleamed within the night, the sword that Vanyel had held tight within his right hand shined in the moonlight. The silver steel of the katana shimmered within the moonlight it shined off of. Vanyel grinned even more as his knees were forced to a straightening position, and Vanyel stood. His eyes slowly closed, and his tongue slid from his mouth the slither over his lips once more.
Vanyel slowly opened his eyes. The ocean blue eyes that this man boasted shined in the moonlight. His boots would now dig into the bark of the tree he currently stood on. As he did, a circle of what would seem like dust and air would form around his feet. This was not the case. The was him charging the energy of Chi, known as "Sei" within his feet. However, it was not only Sei energy that was being charged within his feet. The much more aggressive and wild energy, "Dou", was being mixed in within the charge Vanyel was performing. His grin grew from ear to ear. The charge was complete.BOOM.
The quiet sound of the energy releasing echoed throughout the area as Vanyel was sent flying through the air, speeding though the night air incredibly fast. Kuro Komo was now being held with both of his hands as the blade was now facing behind him. As Vanyel approached the area of where he had felt the spiritual pressure from before, he would slowly turn the sword to the right, and his movement abruptly stopped. The sharp steel of his sword had embedded itself within the trunk of the tree he was passing. Kicking himself forward, Vanyel began to spin up the tree.
As the steel left the tree, Vanyel was sent a small ways distance up in the air, before he softly landed on a branch just inches below him. The left leg of Vanyel would sharply cross over his right, and his hands would then leave the hilt of his sword leaving the item floating within the air. His arms would then cross. His narrowed eyes would slowly gaze downwards. There they were. The one who had that interesting spiritual pressure. Vanyel's grin returned, and his tongue slid out of his mouth, licking his lips sadistically as his blue eyes glared at this young girl.
Hehe....a ripe victim. Completely clueless. No idea what kind of hell they were about to be put through. His hand slowly uncrossed his arms and his left arm would shoot out, snatching his katana out of the air, which had left suspended in the air with Chengtan. As Vanyel observed this girl, he could define a few features about her. She was.....a fucking....Shinigami. God. Damn it. Another one of those fuckin' soul freaks. How could he tell? The spiritual power coming from this girl's sword. The Zanpakutō that hung at her side. His grin soon turned to a frown. He DESPISED Shinigami. They just wouldn't FUCKING DIE. Well....at least not easily.
Vanyel's frown soon morphed into a scowl, with his teeth clenched as tight as possible. He would KILL this bitch. He would make it so that she wouldn't be able to run. Make her feel alone. Helpless. UNABLE TO BE SAVED. Vanyel's grin returned as these thoughts flowed within his mind. Mm....she would be a nice and tasty
victim. He wasn't just talking about killing her. She was pretty damn nice. His arm slowly drifted to his side, before Vanyel would slide his deadly weapon back into the sheath. It wasn't exactly nice to scare such a cute little lady like he was about to, now was it?
Flicking his wrist, a comb would eject from his sleeve and slide right into his hand. His arm would raise and the comb would gently rake through his matted white hair. This would neaten his hair. Couldn't just walk up to a lady lookin' like ya just got mauled, now could ya? With his hair now much neater than before, and the blue stripe in his hair in check, Vanyel would then disappear. Vanished in an instant. His body quickly reappeared on the ground. Using the Chi Human's form of Shunpo, Buzhou, Vanyel was able to quickly travel from the tree to the ground in short time. Time to do a quick check of everything. Dagger? Check. Kuro Komo? Of course. Insanity? 300% check.
With his hands quickly moving up to his punk-like jacket, he would do a few quick readjustments, then grin again, before reaching down to his pants and quickly dusting them off. Everything was clean! Now...time to make sure he didn't get sniffed out. Putting his hands together in the form of some sort of prayer, a skill of Vanyel's would activate. However, it wasn't an offensive ability. It was something that he rarely used due to the circumstances of this ability. Yizhi. Or, as Vanyel liked to call it: "The Weak-ifier". With a quiet disgusting sounding crackle, Vanyel's Chi flow would essentially stop entirely. This would not stop his heart, or end his life. This would simply render him powerless until he undid this ability.
A quiet groan of pain escaped Vanyel. His grin faded and was replaced by a brief look of pain. It pained him to use this. He hated doing this. It made him weak. He would not be weak for long. His grin returned as he slowly stood, dusting his body off once more, re-straightening his clothing, and putting on his least threatening grin. His feet would then lift and quietly set upon the ground. Step after step, Vanyel would reveal himself. Seeing this Shinigami girl this close to him sickened him, but he had to keep his act up. A friendly smile emerged onto Vanyel's lips as he slowed his walk to a stop. His back would bend as he bowed to her in a very formal, Japanese styled greeting. His head would tilt to the side as he asked his question."My, my....what's a cute little girl like you doing out here, in the woods, at night? There are dangerous people that come out at night....one in particular...."