The Radiant Dawn

Tsubasa was returning for a meeting with Iriko, after his little happening within Demon World. His message had gone through the entire universe, he would not take life any more. Tsubasa's demeanor had changed quite a bit something seemed very fatherly and almost calm about him. He walked through patting one of the Unabara Children on the head who'd come to greet him, he offered a soft smile. Tsubasa was finding peace finally and somehow working on his atonement his own way. Their wasn't a need to save Tsubasa Unabara anymore, he'd found his own way. So long walking in that darkness it changes a man and evolves him into something different. A monster isn't born, it's created by life and the tests they go through. Every demon has an answer for what the world has made them. Tsubasa didn't come alone two guards were with him. He was the Divine of the Center, a position devised for the purpose of leading the Zero Division. His next moves had always been enigmatic and perhaps that one act helped.

Tsubasa had refused to pass out after he came too, he remembered the event too clearly. Khala's words struck like a dagger, hitting his inner soul and perhaps that's what caused him to come out of his haze. He'd found peace now and instead of being someone striving for a singular purpose Tsubasa didn't strive for anything now. But finding inner peace, locating his peaceful nature. Tsubasa had never been this calm before, he radiated it and it was something to see. Tsubasa's very presence was calming as he sat down. His eyes were softer than before though it did appear he could make them harsh if need be. But something about the man seemed very different from the last time he and Iriko truly saw one another. Tsubasa didn't involve himself anymore in the Unabara Clan and even instructed them to take life no longer. Much to his son's delight, this made Tsukasa a perfect heir to the title. He didn't mind so much as his son had found his way, his daughters did as well. Tsubasa didn't much mind being alone in Zero Division as Kurai kept him company often.

Tsubasa looked around this place, he'd spent so much time moving and never observing. The place was much different from what he could tell, he knew about the Maggots Nest incident. Iriko had caused quite a stir there as he sat and closed those eyes. Merely breathing as he felt every signature from the Gotei 13. He knew each person and could feel their presence. Tsubasa was at peace with this world and it's factions, nothing really mattered. Swordsmanship wasn't bound by a single law or a singular purpose. Tsubasa's situation was rather different as compared to others. How did he convince the Soul King to aid the Gotei 13, well his service as the Leader of Zero Division's forces is the payment. Nothing more or less could be given, Tsubasa wasn't weak by any means. Something about him was very strong and extremely composed. He was coming here to inform Iriko of everything personally, though he knew Iriko had heard about it.

The talk about the Pale Demon never killing again was something pretty hard to keep a lid on. Though Tsubasa looked forward to seeing the changes to Iriko's body. After all he'd not been the same man since the incident. Tsubasa remembered the body he'd taken on, this was something he worked on privately. Nobody could really teach you how to fight at that level. Besides that everything within a thousand miles would get leveled by them. Tsubasa gently gripped his palm tightly, he no longer wanted power. Power wasn't a means or anything but waking from the dream was harder than he ever imagined. It was like swimming to surface from the bottom of the ocean. But every single second you got closer to emerging you only went down further. Tsubasa smiled softly, such inner turmoil wasn't needed. He gently petted his Zanpakutō, knowing Byakko was most likely thinking along the same lines. His crimson eyes remained closed as he waited his chance to speak with Iriko. This meeting was going to be one interesting one for certain.