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All of it seemed so long ago, the war that had raged over the surface of the world. The war that sought to take away the dominion of demon kind and return it to it’s rightful inhabitants. Not a day went by that she wasn’t reminded of the challenges, and the pain. Of the blood that dyed the landscape, and the many lives that had been lost. Yet, she had kept forging ahead. She hadn’t let the reality she had faced drag her down. However, she wasn’t everyone.

It was this harsh reality that had brought her to the periphery of vastime, a nation whose king had fallen far before the world had been ready to see go. Yet, when Magnolia’s eyes looked on the house before her, all she felt was bitterness. After all, this was one of the many comrades who had stood strong against those who had sought to suppress those who deserved to be free. This was one of the few that had slipped through the cracks, and had been left to fester in the pool of hatred, anger and despair.

Magnolia raised a hand to the door, the back of her fist softly coming into contact with the back of the door. Though there was no follow up knock. She knew the man inside would already have been alerted to the woman's presence. Much like that day she was dressed in combat fatigues, the armor worn and torn. She felt that facing the reality of his situation was what he needed. So she would force him to swallow that bitter pill.

”I know you’re in there henrex. Come on out.” Magnolia said in a soft, but firm voice. The weariness in her voice the only indicator of the state of magnolia’s mind, which was occupied by many other things. After all, she had so much more to lose these days.

”It’s been long enough, I think it’s time we talk. “ Magnolia spoke to the door, her rigid posture a reflection of the warrior that every fibre of her being was forged from. If he hadn’t responded by now, the womans gruff voice would echo out once more.

” If you don’t, I’m coming in Henrex, it’s your choice.” Magnolia said, a sigh unbidden on her lips. This would either be hard, or easy, it was completely up to Henrex which way this went. Either way though, she was done allowing him to fester. It was time to move on.



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HENREX ASTILLON | STORMSWORD


Stripped of his rank within the Vastimian military, now only given the right to reside in the nation, Henrex Astillon sat in his home, barely paying attention to the book in his hands. First, unceremoniously kicked out the door by the Gotei for no good reason. Then, the death of not only his friend, but a man he viewed almost like a father in the time that he was away.

He moved out of Minatumi to try and stay close to his sister during their moving process, after their home was burned to the ground. Now, he was stripped of the last thing he had. There was the Guild of Heroes, but, there had been so little to come from that in so long that the half-breed felt so...alone. Whatever resources he had in Vastime were now gone -- what little resources and reach he had left.

He had been a part of this world for so long, and now, it seemed as if the world no longer had a need for him after he had served his purpose. Feeling as if he had been led on for over a year, returning home to find that everything had changed. He had tried to remain positive, to try and see the best in it all, but the death of two people close to his heart dampened that fire of hope.

And now, the hope that he could rebuild himself in Vastime was ripped away. For the entire year he had been away and more, he had done his best to stow his sorrows and his anxieties, letting it fester. Now, with everything seeming as if it were crashing down on him, it all came creeping back, even if they were irrational thoughts, they still pervaded his mind.

What more could, or would be taken away from him?

Knock-knock.

The sound of the door jarred him from his thoughts and his head turned to the door. He didn't need to call out, to ask who was there. He could sense them: Magnolia Everfrost, from what he remembered, Vice Captain of Realm Enforcement. His gaze lowered to the floor, before going back to the table. At first, he said nothing. But, his eye twitched at the warning.

Quietly sighing and rising to his feet, he placed a bookmark in the novel, setting it on the table. Magnolia would hear nothing as deafened footsteps carried him to the door. The sound of a lock being undone, and the handle turning. The door opened, revealing the half-breed in a black shirt and dark blue pants, covered by a tattered brown poncho. A pair of swords were at his side, the handles of the daisho and a small bit of the sheath poking out from the poncho, with a hand idly resting on the handle of the katana.

Irritation, bitterness, and uncertainty burned from his ruby eyes. Despite it all, there was the distant glow of will and hope burning deep in those crimson eyes, and his stance remained cautious, ready for anything. His voice was soft, quiet -- yet, at the same time, near defeat.

"There's nothing to talk about, Magnolia. If you've come to try and bring me back to the Gotei, then you're wasting your time and mine."

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A soft click, then the door opened. Her golden eyes laid upon a broken man. It was clear in the somberness that surrounded him that he had very little left. The defeat, and the tiredness that sat upon his bones was an apparent truth to the woman whose eyes searched for the fire that had been within him before. Maybe it had gone out, but she still did not believe that it could not be rekindled.

”Life has not treated you kindly, has it?” Magnolia’s voice was soft, and tired as well. She hadn’t come here to bring him back. How could she after all? The smile that barely crept upon her lips was dry and full of self loathing as she spoke once more.

”You know I’m Vice Captain-Commander of the Gotei now right?” Magnolia said almost errantly, as if right now that title was simply a fact of life. There were no lingering sentiments of pride, or superiority. Infact, as weary as Henrex was, he could probably see the weariness within Magnolia’s gaze. As if something was eating her alive. It was for but a moment that she allowed it, the glimpse into her soul. Maybe if he knew he was not the only one suffering, that it would make the pain somehow easier to bear? No, perhaps not, but still.

Magnolia had made no move to pass the threshold into his house. Standing outside as the peal of thunder in the distance heralded one of those rare desert storms. Even when fat droplets of rain began to fall, and lighting resounded upon the heavens, arcing from cloud to cloud, she stood. The deluge like all things in the desert was sudden and harsh, warm rain bleeding from the sky like the tears of humanity washing upon the earth.

A few minutes of silence perhaps had passed, the thunder and rain having emptied the streets of life, all that had been out and about having bustled about to seek shelter. Magnolia swallowed faintly, the small smile on her face turning crooked as she said to the man before her.

”How long has it been since you gave up?” Magnolia’s words were soft, but they were the truth. She didn’t see a man content to fold himself away from the world he knew. No, she saw a man who had instead of pushing on and forging head, had decided to waste away. He wasn’t trying to figure anything out, and she had seen it too often in her old reality. Those who simply addled away their time, escaping from the pains of the cruel world they lived in. That was why Magnolia did not look upon him with disgust, but rather understanding. She knew what it looked like when a person was pushed too far to stand on their own.



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For a few minutes, the half-breed stood there in silence, waiting for her response. Magnolia's first words almost made him scoff, or even laugh. The world had never been kind to him -- not that he expected it to. For the longest time, he had simply accepted what the world had given him: emotional and physical abuse at the hands of someone he wanted to call a friend, being led and strung on by people he thought he could trust, and losing people he cared for, the sting of feeling that he was at fault.

After all, what was the point of having the power that he did, if he didn't, or couldn't, use it to protect the people he loved? To be the person that he had sworn to be to Erna and Cirno not so long ago -- the man that stopped the monsters. For the first time, the words that had wormed their way into his head time and time again finally left his lips. His gaze turned to the ground as he spoke, his voice growing just a hint quieter.

"The world has never been kind to me, Magnolia."

He paused, an eyebrow raising at the mention of her status and rank within the Gotei: Vice Captain-Commander. The Lieutenant of the Head Captain. He remained silent for a moment, nodding, then acknowledging it verbally.

"Congratulations. It's a position most dream of."

The dull call of the rain slowly began to increase in volume as the storm grew, the rumble of thunder and flashing arcs of lightning soared across the darkened sky. Henrex turned around, lightly gesturing for the woman to come in as the rain fell, wishing for the woman to get out of the rain. Once again, deafened footsteps carried him past the door, disappearing briefly, before coming back around the corner with a towel in hand, offering it to her to dry off from the downpour.

Regardless if she were to take or decline, Henrex silently walked to the couch, sitting down, his eyes glancing over the book he had left on the see-through table. His arms rested on his knees, leaning forward slightly as he finally broke the silence.

"I haven't given up. Not yet, at least. I don't know how."

He paused, exhaling softly.

"It seems like the world just...doesn't want me to be happy. Most of my problems are so trivial and pointless, but they are what seem to weight me down the most."

He paused again, his expression turning somber.

"What more will it take from me? I've been unceremoniously kicked out the door from the Gotei, my home in Minatumi is no longer safe, and Vastime has now stripped me of my ranking. I've been away for a year, feeling led on and lied to, and now, when I return, it feels as if what little I had left in my life is being ripped away from me."

He paused once more, his head lowering.

"It's all so tiresome. I've tried again, and again, and again. Nothing I've done has mattered in the end. My service to the Gotei and Vastime means nothing, my contributions and creations lay collecting dust, if not dismantled and thrown out completely by this point. The person behind my absence for over a year, someone I thought I could trust, like every one before, led me on and lied to me. A person I thought was a friend abused me time and time again, invalidating me and hitting me whenever I even thought negatively. I've tried to stay strong for years, and I can't keep doing it anymore. The world seems to have no need for me anymore and seems to have cast me aside, now that I've served my purpose."

His head rose, turning to look at the woman. He was so tired of it all. He had always kept quiet about the truth, petrified at the thought of them not caring and dismissing him in the same vein that Ulv had, or even openly mocking him for it. Maybe he had been in this place before, but he had always managed to get out of that funk, by sheer force of will, to keep himself moving forward. Because, back then, he had something to move toward.

Now, he had nothing but himself.

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”Magpie, Don’t. I know you, Dont.” Raijin’s voice remained as a soft warning in the mindscape of the vice-captain of the gotei. The rumble was steeped in concern, after all, he knew more than anyone else in the world how short the tether on Magnolia’s patience truly had grown. It was a voicing of concern to which Magnolia would give no answer though.

The rain had grown beyond a roar, a veritable curtain of water pounding the muddy earth below. Finally Henrex had acknowledged the truth, that the world had never been kind to him. Or atleast, in his eyes it hadn’t amounted to anything. It was an honorable truth, one that showed the willingness to be honest with oneself. It was so easier to rot in denial, than face the truth.

However, she could tell when the man’s honesty was a front. He had congratulated her for the position that she had gained through her unilateral strength. She was not disillusioned to this fact. The reason she was the right hand of the gotei was because she was the unclimbable mountain, the unilateral pillar of might in which the gotei’s order hinged upon. It was not because of her personality, not because of her integrity. It was because she had proven that she would dye the world in the darkest red if it was necessary. That she would wade through a mountain of the corpses of their enemies. That she would cast aside the heavens and tear apart the skies. It was for her strength, not for her.

A sigh escaped her lips as her vision was dyed red for a moment and the numbness settled in her bones. She took the proffered towel when he finally returned. However, it soon slipped from her grasp and fell upon the ruined muddy precipice before his door, and was crushed underfoot as she made her way inside. Her muddy boots tracking into the house before she walked into the other chair across from his couch.

”Magpie, this is a comrade you have come to help, dont.” Raijin warned once more. The tone more urgent this time, more acclimated to the emotional state of his shinigami. Yet, it wasn’t something that Magnolia responded to as urgently as she bent over to rest her elbows on her knee’s, and her chin on her interlaced knuckles. She listened to the words that Henrex spoke of, about the world that had failed him, of the ways he had been betrayed by everyone that he had loved, of the deaths that hurt him. On and on he expounded of his grief, and it brought Magnolia to a far darker place.

She after all had an extremely dark past of her own. Her parents killed by leaders who feared her, Clan’s annihilated because they wished her dead before she could upset the corrupt rule they held over the common populace. A revenge hundreds of years into the making that she had thrown away to live here. She knew better than almost anyone how it was to throw away every little thing, to having nothing but your name, and your power to carve out a place in the world.

More than anyone she looked upon this world and the people that lived in it, and she envied them. She envied the educations they got, she envied the support that the seireitei got from the soul society. It was part of why she had joined them, and why she so ardently believed in the truth that they upheld and abided by. To the point of nearly doubting the ideals that had kept her alive, she had continued to uphold that truth, and try to be worthy of it. However, she knew she would never be the emotional leader that could comfort and assuage the fears that lay within the hearts of subordinates. She would never be the one capable of giving them the false truths, the lies, the sugar coated outlook on a world that would always be steeped in some level of violence. She couldn’t give them that, but she could kill those that would threaten the world she wished to protect. She could give them that protection through death. She was very good at that after all.

So as much as she wanted to understand and tell her comrade it would be okay, when she finally heard him speaking of being unable to do it anymore, being unable to continue after the years he had tried. Of being able to continue, those words to her at least spat on the very reason she had continued to stand strong. Why she hadn’t caved and continued to push. Ice flowed through her veins as she released a cloud of steam from her lips. Her golden eyes studied the man before her. A man who she knew could do great things if only he tried, and let the past go. Yet, if he couldn’t do it anymore, she didn’t have the words that could coax him off that edge.


”Do you wish to die then? I will release you if thats what you wish.” Magnolia said after what felt like an eternity to her. There was no hatred, judgement, or anger. There was only the coldness that came with that promise. The whisper of death, that was all that filled her tone. If it would be a release for him, she would return him to the cycle of souls, to hopefully reincarnate into a better future next time. She was done trying to be something she was not. If death was what she could give him, then so be it. Only after she paused for a few minutes would she say.

”If not, then it’s time to figure out what comes next. What do you want to do Henrex? Fuck everyone else, what is it that you desire?” Magnolia would speak, offering him the next alternative. She would help her comrade, but she wouldn’t coddle him. She wouldn’t be the shoulder that he could lean on to mend the emotional scars of his heart. She didn’t know how to be that person. He would have to mend those scars on his own. She could help him though figure out what he was going to do next. That was something she could do.

So would he choose death? Would he choose to take the easy way out, or would he push past the pain of the past and begin to make his first unsure steps towards the future? Magnolia did not know, but she would help him either way. That was what comrades did after all.



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Magnolia's question was met with silence. To a degree, he felt insulted by the question. Merely with that question, the willful blaze in him, one that was only embers before, slowly began to surge life into his ruby eyes. Despite everything that had happened, everything that had been stolen and taken from him, death would never have a hold on him, and certainly not by someone else's hand.

"No."

That was all that was necessary -- one word, carrying the will of someone who had lived for centuries. A tired man, a man who struggled, yet still pushed forward. A brief, soft pulsation of emotion rippled from the half-breed -- one of anger, but one of determination and will, despite everything. Down in the dumps or no, he knew that there was no power in the world that could make him succumb to that low. Perhaps that was the truest testament to the strength he had built over the years, or maybe it was just the stubbornness he was always prone to.

But, despite the brief, quiet revival, Magnolia's second question was one that he could not answer as easily. For the last few years, he had done so much for others, yet had hardly given any time or thought for himself. He had thrown himself into his work, serving the Gotei with a loyalty that few could legitimately question. Even when he learned of his demonic heritage, he did his best to get it under control and continue to do the best he could.

He clawed his way up from the bottom, contributed and did so much for the Gotei, but, when he lost that, all he could think to do was stay in Minatumi. He had stopped Sofia Montero during the events of the Madness Capital, and after he had returned, he wanted to try and be more present in Vastime, only for it to be taken from him.

Deep down, he still had the same goal that he always had -- protect the world, and protect his loved ones. But...

"I want to be the person that Cirno and Erna saw in me. The man that stops the monsters, who protects the world, and to protect the people I love."

He paused, looking over to the daisho next to him, his Zanpakuto.

"In the year that I've been gone, I've had a lot of time to think. Part of that has led to change. But, even with all that in mind...it doesn't feel like it's enough. It doesn't feel like a good enough reason. I can't shake the feeling that it's too simple."

He reached over to his Zanpakuto, setting them in his lap. His gaze shifted downward, staring solemnly at the weapons. His hands gripped the weapon, his eye twitching and hand trembling.

"Even still, I'm weaker than I was before I...disappeared. It's irritating."

While he didn't speak in this moment, his thoughts were conveyed through his body language. A desire that had never died, not in the centuries that he lived, one that Magnolia could likely relate to.

'I need more power.'

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