The Pale Playground

Thu Sep 11, 2014 12:40 pm

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Tsubasa's form rested against a wall the place of training had been formed. This place wasn't for the faint of heart or those weak willed. A river of blue flowed through the surrounding area a dummy sat propped up. Tsubasa's figure seemed calm and to give off a sense of serenity that never ended. The world was going to keep growing and get larger and larger. Tsubasa's digits clasped the practice sword within his hand. Kenjutsu was the art of the blade and among all worlds he was acknowledged. His mastery was known to be acknowledged by almost everything that walked. The person he taught didn't understand yet. Her wielding the blade was still but a child attempting to wield a weapon for power. A sword wasn't a weapon of power, it brought about death but it also brought about peace. Understanding, balance, and the world's flow. One had to look at this entire world in a different way. The dummy was the first test, Tsubasa stood next to the patch work dummy. The tests would begin soon, the dummy was only the first creature. Tsubasa had a training room set up for this situation.

"Cut the dummy to begin, learn what it means to become whole." This dummy oh it wasn't normal and to expect such of him was naive. Inami was none of these things, his eyes of crimson looked on with a peace about them. This training location was vast and many other forms of training awaited when she completed this. One thing was certain all candidates took time on the first trial. This trial you pointed a blade at yourself literally, the dummy represented you. No matter how hard you swung you'd cut yourself. Their was a way to slice the demon but it required three things. Spiritual peace, Mental Peace, and Physical peace. The balance of these three worlds allowed you to finally kill this creation. Tsubasa had created perhaps the greatest way to form a warrior. His sword play exercises were of their own world. He wouldn't teach her Kierudo the art form he used unless pressed to do so.

Tsubasa believed firmly that Inami had to create her own destiny. This included swordplay, swordplay wasn't definitive forms taught to hold down. It was principals taught to teach a person to grow personally. But when given the chance to grow internally, they had to suffer first and find truth. Tsubasa patted the dummy gently taking it's figure into his fingers' Before he walked away from it for now. Inami would start when she was ready, he made sure she'd heard his words. The rest was up to hear he'd left her to meditate. He'd yet to kill anyone and was on a record breaking several days. Tsubasa the murderer had finally been put to rest. Leaving Tsubasa freedom to think clearly and really ponder things on new levels. The world was changing and he too had to change. Inami would be put through the training as he did intend for her to learn a little bit. The dummy would teach her about finding herself a bit, Tsubasa walked to try something out. He tapped his right legs toes on the ground one or twice. Before vanishing he left impacts in the ground, leaving behind a trail as he moved beyond the flash step for a moment.

Tsubasa smiled faintly as he looked back at the trail and thought for a bit. "Still not complete, more work is required before it's unveiled.." He said softly thinking more to himself. Tsubasa was working on a stepping method that required extremely fast foot work. It let him work far faster then the Shunpo and move his body at an acceleration speed enough to leave large indents in the ground from his stepping. Tsubasa looked at his sandal now thinking things over as he calmly looked on towards Inami now. Her training time was now and it wasn't time to work on the moves he planned. Tsubasa was a growing warrior, he evolved as he went and that was the danger in him. He wasn't sure what to expect of her results, the harder she swung her blade the deeper the cut would be on her. The dummy wouldn't take a scratch till she realized the secret

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Thu Sep 11, 2014 1:19 pm

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"Night.. Day..Life Death."
Inami had thought to herself, as she had entered the field of battle, and looked at the clone. . .This time she felt something something was off but she didn't understand the need.. or the actual concept of this. Which was why as the dummy stood there she had quickly sprung from her left foot and jerked the blade around the sword momentarily vanishing before she had knicked the arm of the dummy. Feeling a deep gouge going into her arm as she abruptly switched feet the delayed 4 other slashes appearing on her body as she sped backwards on her toes skidding to a stop and exhaling. Her eyes shifting as she looked at the dummy. and then at the wounds which wouldn't heal just yet. ".. Whats going on here.. is this some kind of trick.. why can't i harm or hurt it. I don't understand i don't understand.. DAMMIT"Her thoughts had been true.. she didn't understand. And to be perfectly honest she hated this feeling of "not knowning" it made her mad. . Which was why she would have jerked her arm and body forward sprinting as suddenly the bag-doll mirrored her movements and she had smashed face first into the doll. Her eyes widening as she jumped back her sword jerking forward slicing the doll on the throat, as her eyes would widen now, blood in slow motion spraying from her lips.

Althought she caught herself now, as she slowly forced her lips to part and her breathing to calm down. Before she then had launched forward again, the sword aiming for the chest. Her mind moving at a million possible different miles per hour. She wanted to pass and do this, she wanted to kill this dummy.. Kill it kill it! Which was why as the sword slammed into the dummies heart, she felt her lips bubble up with blood. Her body was twitching and writhing as her eyes went dull for a moment and something seemed to be happening as she forced herself up and got ready to strike again. Her entire body froze up, every inch, every bit of her mind was being forcibly cracked open like a walnut by another figure. Her eyes rolling into the back of her head as her lips parted against her will. blood slowly pouring from every inch of her body as the dummy got another wound on the shoulder, causing inami to collapse backwards her mind going blank as her lips seemed to part, too soft for anyone to hear.. to soft for anything to comprehend. as deep in her mind she felt the change.. the other side talking to her.

"..You think that you are actually fighting. This isn't war or fighting, this is you not growing up and focusing on more then just using that big unsightly sword of yours while spouting irriputable and irrelevant moral code. Before you kill yourself its up to me to take action and show you through actions." As this went on in inami's head the words slid from her mouth.. to soft to hear.. "..May satan come and sate my soul. . . Satan soul activate.." Those words left her lips as blood splattered everywhere, as suddenly the ground upheaved flames from hell engulfing her body while it began to change in the Miasma, her whole form hidden as she would have slowly looked down and didn't even bother gripping the blade, instead from her hand the fires began to condense.. while the metal of the sword melted without remorse. It melted to a boiling pool on the ground, that sword which had withstood most of the fight between her and tsubasa had been melted to a molten pulp while a black flame sword replaced it. Green eyes shining from the depths of the flames heart. As she had leveled the blade and exhaled slowly, her form still hidden. Clearly hidden while she let her wings unfould. And she thought in her stone-cold heartless mind.. "..You overthink the consequences of actions, its so unnecisary that it hurts. When you hold a sword you must be resolved to be killed by that very blade, to accept and be at peace with that. . . An inexperienced girl like you..Inami wouldn't know that..So ill show you.."

This other inami thought as she crouched slowly the blade sliding diagonally out as she had honed in on the dummy which had suddenly mirroring Inami burst into flames. After that the green eyes of satan soul narrowed slowly, half closed as her grip tightened on the sword's mangled and boiling hilt. "..What it takes " She continued to think as she tensed her muscles and sprang forward still in her moments of forming blood spraying from every inch of her body. So much pain she could barely stop herself from retching, and yet she jerked forward bringing that flaming black blade around to sever the doll inhalf. Her body hidden by hellfire as the doll.. wasn't.. merely cut inhalf. While the black flames hit it, it would burn into the abyss, slowly reflecting that this Inami wouldn't care if she was destroyed by her own power. Hence why as the dust cleared the doll would be a burning wreck, and Inami would be standing behind tsubasa. Having moved with pure speed to get there, although it was likely tsubasa himself would already know her location by presence, given her energy.. was kind of weird at the moment. Yet as she looked up , white hair blowing around her she would say simply.. to the point and in as few words as possible. "..That thing it was made to test your resolve wasn't it? "

Satan Souls Inami didn't make a grand speech, she just had her wings fould up, as she would have slowly shifted swinging her hand to the side as the blistering blade would vanish in the folds of ash and brimstone . .. and the charred ash-cloud of the doll. Her eyes completely blank, not with the feeling to kill, but emenanting unintentional and just natural killing intent. It was simple, she didn't hold ill will for others, it was just how she was.. which was why as she slowly had shifted the half burned doll.. crawling towards her as she would have put her foot on its head, making another sword for a moment, before beheading it and then stabbing it in the spine, causing finally the other.. "Mirror veiw" of herself to swiftly die yet at the same time, the screams of the burning doll could be heard everywherem the pure agony could be felt.. tangibly.. as the doll died. . and Satan Souls Inami, just let her blade dissipate while she stood there, eyes blankly staring at the ground. At peace without a trace of remorse in her eyes, just existance.. nothing else.

Thu Sep 11, 2014 2:23 pm

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Tsubasa smiled faintly as she had to transform to figure it out. Inami was young and didn't grasp it. Nothing changed his eyes followed her movement, watching her go behind him. She was still very much in his league of fighting. Tsubasa's radar picked her up fairly easily, his frame shrugged. "To find Mental, Spiritual, and Physical Balance. That is the key to defeating Stage One...Resolve is key as well..But Stage two will take far more than that...The Blade is a tool to kill but the person behind it..must..find it.." Tsubasa said calmly, something about the way he spoke was a father educating their child on something. He didn't give her too many hints as he walked to the stream now. Stage two was something new, the water before them was special. Those who went against the current would be sliced to pieces. "Get in and sit, find your answers.." Tsubasa said the words calmly as though educating her on the world. Tsubasa had knowledge and experience and perhaps this was what made him different.

Tsubasa knew the sense he got from her, it was much like the killer intent he gave off. Still hers was slightly immature right now. Even this more adult form while it granted her a better knowledge. Somethings were immature because it gave up part of the original. His eyes of red pierced her almost like daggers as he looked. Tsubasa had the presence that some of the most proud demons wish they had. His presence was something indeed to make mountains tremble and clouds scatter. His eyes looked into her, the key to the water or rather this current. Was something special, going with the flow. Accepting the place in the world where people didn't know the position. They had to come to accept the outcome and the way this world was located. Where they had to come to terms with the lot they've drawn in as he glanced at a dummy he a set up. Tsubasa walked towards it the creature walked towards him, effortlessly he cut it down. His body had no mistakes, nothing was wasted movements.

Awakening the self to do this was ease, the dummy seemed almost destroyed as he sheathed the practice sword. Simply smiling and handing it off to someone nearby a person who guarded him. Though Tsubasa merely watched her now, he got in the water slowly. After her, making sure she'd had a couple moments. He sat next to her, he seemed to vanish within the current. Tsubasa's entire presence disappeared he flowed with the water. Became as though one with this current no matter how violent it got. The current changed several times he simply felt the flow around his muscles. The feel of the water forming around him, he accepted it and accepted the flow. He didn't alter it or attempt to do so. This water would run red with blood and healing wouldn't happen as the water would cut those who fought into pieces. Tsubasa Unabara was an enigma because he created the trials Eight to test a swordsman to bring them to truth. Inami had to transform merely to discover one. How she would handle the rest would be up to her still, but this journey was far from over.

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Thu Sep 11, 2014 2:55 pm

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'she had gotten in. . . She seemed to have then allowed her eyes to shift and slide shut. the water.. and his words , both had been most peculiar. There was something he wasn't telling.. something important which could have been important. . . But satan soul didn't particularly find the specifics to be important, she instead had reached into the depths and didn't fight it.. but she didn't.. quite dissapear like tsubasa had. Instead she was leaking blood and being shredded minimally because she was swimming in a certain direction, not resisting the current, but just not quite yet going with it. Instead she was looking and understanding motions for what they where. In-deed as her blood was spraying and mixing in with the water, she hadn't really given much thought to her current objective, why she did what she did, or what the reason for her even trying any of this was in the first place. She had kept going down and down, instead of staying in the heights of the water, she was going down into a colder depth. Swimming and swimming as slices got stronger. She felt stinging pain ontop of the blood coursing from her body she just couldn't help swim down further and further, she wanted to go a slight bit deeper down.

Which was why clear blue turned to pitch black, while she slid down into the very depths of the water which had probably not been intended in the first place. Going down deep enough that as she lay in the very depths of the water, she was continously swimming downwards, slowly vanishing and faiding in and out as she hit the bottom, as while the water was in a mere container it went way deeper then what was probably intended. Instead as she hit the bottom she partially assimilated vanishing into the waters depths as she found peace in the darkness which was absolute. She didn't quite care where the water took her, as she more than was needing to nurse heavy wounds, wounds which kept her body lax and calm, healing injuries, wounds. This water seemed to begin to mend the injuries that it by itself had sustained, before while tsubasa was probably was above in the shallow light, as if a match to what she was satan soul was dragged down into a "Ravine" of sorts going into the very depths of the water itself. She didn't quite want to be lost in the water. But she also knew by now resisting was something that would end up killing her.

"..Running out of air.." Satan soul thought as her eyes slid shut in the depths of the water not quite fighting anymore, she just let the water drag her down farther and farther, as the injury the miasma the hate, every facet of hells pain seemed to be conveyed through the water, while she felt the heat, and the cool the cutting as she drug herself farther and farther down. As if she was going to find the very bottom, to go so far down that she wouldn't be able to get up unless she was ready. In fact whole sub-dimensions had been known to be found in the very depths of the demon-outworld. However with the depth Satan Soul had gone, the unintended side-affect was that she had unintentionally been pulled into her very own kind of sub dimension in her mind, sinking down further and further until she vanished into the still but shredding waters, the cold being mind-numbing, but she could feel it as she was forcing her mind and body.. to calm she felt her self slipping into and becoming a part of the water.

It took alittle while longer but as all the light vanished, she was then slowly being able to finally relax, her body hiding within the water, becoming one with the cold water. she was relaxing as she too after some time had eventually actually as well vanished into the very depths of the water like tsubasa had intially done.

Thu Sep 11, 2014 3:14 pm

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"Stage Two, Cleared..." Tsubasa stood on the shore out of the water, he was able to move and do this. Vanishing wasn't hard as you had to accept things. Tsubasa would give her a couple seconds tog ather her breath. To find herself again and go from there. This was a matter of training, the Third Stage was harder and much more intense. Tsubasa trained people through these so they could become great and find the path they needed. His eyes of crimson looked on with emptiness in them. But something about them seemed at peace and almost clear. Tsubasa walked to a purple sphere stepping inside of it a small ball moved around on it's own. He acted as though nothing happened. But once inside she'd realize it, the weight of your sins was pushed on your shoulders in here. Tsubasa had grown used to bearing the weight, this was to make you understand. To make you find the perfect balance of things and while it was hard. It wasn't something that would simply be passed, he looked at the ball now. "Catch the ball, your sins are with you here. Tsubasa said the words calmly.

The weight of one's sins were something they had to live with. Even this Satan Soul had to know she'd done wrong, but had she come to terms with it? Had Inami found her path to accepting the damage. Inami was much like Kurai both of them were young and both would struggle here. Young people misjudged the situation and the scope of the world they were in. They didn't realize a lifetime of mistakes would await them. But this room made people like Tsubasa come to reality, made them remember what they had done. This room was designed to find the truth and accept it. This worked with what is now Stage Four, Tsubasa had watched many fail his tests. Inami was slowly finding answers and perhaps closure. Tsubasa after all was a man who was beyond the scope. He really was incomprehensible most people couldn't figure out his mind in a thousands years. His family couldn't figure out Tsubasa, nobody could.

Even God himself the Soul King could not figure out what made him tick. Tsubasa was indeed an Enigma, he managed to throw together defenses to help the Gotei 13. Realization that you aren't strong is the true path to growth. He wouldn't be forgotten in the sands of time, that's what he told himself. Tsubasa waited for her to begin, he remembered how many struggled here. The weight got heavier as you moved further in. And the ball really didn't start moving till you tried to grab it. The ball could only be grabbed when you accepted your crimes. This after all was something that most people struggled with. Could a brother ever forgive himself for killing his sister? Could someone ever forget the weight of killing a nation? What things would a person forget before they grew up? That was the haunting questions that would never disappear. So much awaited everyone, eight trials of deadly work that never would disappear. The final trial was live combat with Tsubasa using his swordplay.

This after all was the learning process, Tsubasa looked upwards. Kurai described him often as a creature beyond Abomination and monster. He was something that monsters and abominations held in awe. Tsubasa carried himself with a presence that couldn't be put into words. He was quiet and yet something about him drew them in. Was it the scent of blood? No that was something even the loud could have if they killed enough. Perhaps it was the sense that Tsubasa was worthy of leading nations and more. He was strong and confident, Tsubasa held a confidence in himself that few had. He could stand before any creature and be confident. That was the air around Tsubasa Unabara. His eyes looked forward without hesitation and they held strength. Not the type of strength for lifting mountains, but a strength that was unrivaled and perhaps something that not many had. Tsubasa had found peace and this had allowed him to surpass himself greatly. Becoming the Pale Demon was one point, now he was evolving into something new.

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Thu Sep 11, 2014 3:40 pm

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"..The weight of ones sins huh? " Satan soul had said as she then would have after coming from the shore spluttering, brought her hands down, her soaked and sopping and dripping body having gripped the ball, her eyes remaining calm and blank while she had then using her knee's rather then her arm strength picked the ball up like she was indeed going to shoulder it. However then what she would do was different, instead of feeling just the weight, she attached a blade to the end of the ball, on each side, and grabbed the blades themselves so that the weight of her sins, so that it will cause her to bleed further while her face shifted and she looked at tsubasa, blank until of course while she didn't drop the ball the ground caved in, the whole beach crushing under the cascade of her sin. Her eyes not even shifting as she walked out of the hole in the ground blood dripping from her hands trailing down her wrists and splattering onto the ground as her blood had stopped spraying randomly. She had indeed gotten used to the form she was currently in, however now she would look at the orb and speak to herself and tsubasa.

"..Sins are something that are beyond shouldered.. they are owned, held close and ultimately your partners.. for ever more.. "

That was her thoughts on the situation as her muscles bulged, even with all her strength she was holding the orb just up forcing it back up as she grabbed the blades and then begun to walk further in, the weight increasing as blood kept splattering and spraying down her hand, before then and only then she would have gripped it tighter, so hard the ball began to deform, she wasn't about to let something stupid like a orb or otherwise object stop what now satan soul found to be something that would be perfectly logical. Hence why as she slowly felt her muscles increasingly twitch, she relaxed her body and shouldered the weight of her past sins, pushing and keeping it on her, hugging it rather than running away from it, because if she ran from these sins, then her host would need to bear them entirely on her own. For this specific reason as she smirked she continued inwards, and inwards, not knowing how far she had to go, even when each step was utter agony for her, even when she had a hard time actually handling the feeling of pain which was pulsating against her body she still kept moving forward one bone crunching step after the other.

This was her will, she kept that blank face, and stoically endured all that pan, grabbing onto the knives and continuing to pull the orb forward as while it looked like it was easy, she was in fact having a very hard time, holding onto that orb was making her muscles hurt even in this state where she at the moment could use all of her strength. As well the pain of holding the knives she had made it even worse, the feeling of the blade slowly cutting through her hand was something.. that she wasn't going to forget, but even so she would keep going as far as she had to, until tsubasa told her to stop.

Thu Sep 11, 2014 8:50 pm

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Tsubasa merely smirked softly as the female made her remark. It wasn't something that bothered him honestly people did this before. The next trial number four would be harder for her, this was supposed to make it easier. Tsubasa walked to a large gate, it was a door. The idea well that's simple open the door, but their were certain well let's say special facts about the door. First fact the harder you pushed the heavier it got. Second fact well this door would not budge an inch till something within you was settled. You had to forgive everything, people had done to you. Things you had done, everything had to be forgiven otherwise this door wouldn't even move a fraction of an inch. Tsubasa had come to find peace by doing this himself and remembered that sometimes the hardest thing was forgiving yourself. However this was simply a matter of appearances for most. Tsubasa rubbed his hand across the stone cut door and simply smiled. Gesturing for the female to push away, she knew what came next. So much hadn't been decided yet as she had yet to find it.

Finding a path was up to her and well this was one of the last trials. The Gate, the Field, The Waterfall, and the Battle. Were all that remained for her to finish as he often claimed their were eight. But the Eighth was more something to pass on Kierudo and he did not plan to teach one so young that art. Kierudo now required a more delicate hand to use. Everything seemed to handle in such a way. Tsubasa simply waited and walked around the door, it seemed massive as he gently stepped to the side of it. It was time to simply await what ever choice she came too. Tsubasa had left the journey up to her, the eighth trial for Inami would end up being simply living her life out. He wouldn't push or request anything more of this situation. Tsubasa was an enigma and seemed almost invisible to the people around him. Nothing was shown, but something almost transcended to the point of calm came from him. Tsubasa seemed relaxed as he looked on.

The Field was going to be the last test, he would use the waterfall after this. It would let her settle something she most likely would have to do. The question was curious though, what would happen to her. That test was such an interesting one, Tsubasa was teaching life lessons. How one took them was entirely up to them, these were trials that would help them grow. He decided to add one more test in just out of thought. He walked over grabbing a practice sword. He gently wrote a kido into the blade as he waited for her. Once she cleared the next one his prep work would be rewarded. He noticed her swing before was lacking, it held something missing. With this sword the blade would injury her till the corrections were made for a perfect sword swing. Tsubasa's sword he created was ready, applying this test was for those he believed swung a sword without realization. Of the fact they didn't balance the swing and power out correctly. This wasn't something that effected just swordplay.

But it greatly effected the outcome of most fighting moves. Overpowering something made it hard to aim, often clumsy. While a nimble and deadly assault combined with power could render greater results. Tsubasa seemed completely aware of it and almost ready to do what was needed. His eyes looked on calmly as he finished working on the practice sword. calibrating it to handle her swings. She'd get cuts that got worse till she balanced the power and speed of her swing. He wanted her to form more compact swings, the test this would help with was more of a productive nature. It was also him giving her a slight reward into his ideals as a swordsman. Tsubasa balanced his sword swings perfectly, capable of performing monster blows from any angle. It was due to the training he went under, he could create kinetic impacts while being short with his swings. It wasn't long wind up or anything like that. Tsubasa simply balanced his Kenjutsu properly and those who understood would find a treasure.

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Fri Sep 12, 2014 9:20 am

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"..Acceptance.. what a joke.." Satan soul had thought as she would have picked her way pushing the doors open entirely, given that she herself had no actual individuals she couldn't forgive, . . infact to forgive ment you had to find someone to be unsatisfactory in the first place.. she had no feelings of ill will, or feelings at all for that matter. Which was why then as she would have picked up a solid blade from the ground she had as soon as she moved through the door brought her arm up as she exhaled eyes opening. rings forming in her mind as her swing would hyper-compact in the next swing. Her own style coming out as she vanished suddenly the first strike coming would be ring one. the slice coming in abruptly as she had used no form this time, the tip pinging off tsubasa's sword as the blade seemed to dance like magic. Pure magic, as she switched entirely the blade itself vanishing as she would have gone into May form. her sword striking visually one time as invisibly satan soul struck the sword on several fronts and to the ends of several movements.

Her face remained stoic this whole time as she jerked into the 3rd ring, suddenly 7 tripling , as three slashes of may form seemed to be visibly but there was 7 times as many cuts, Finally she would without de-compacting her swing, slid through the next 56 rings, going through till thousands of hundreds if not tens of thousands of rapid slashes would have appeared all in the course of a second as she slid past tsubasa. The force slicing clean through the practice blade, turning it to ribbons while tsubasa himself even thought he was who he was would have a hard time even getting through these kinds of slashes. After that she would have stopped as her own sword shattered from the strain it had undergone from using that particular style. A style satan soul herself truly only knew how to use, even though Inami had learned the principle from watching tsubasa. Which was exactly why as she would keep walking she had said in a voice which was almost. . . showing emotion some words for the Pale Rider, though her expression remained truly blank. ".Understand me , i am not naive but i am not all knowing. What you are teaching. . is to me, i will not abuse. Teach me without holding back"

That was all the likes of Satan Soul said, her voice not prideful or angry, it was cool indifferent and honest while she continued past tsubasa, she had said all she felt was needing to be said. She was really not finding any other reason to speak or to talk. Such pleasantries where in her mind, completely irrelevant currently to the task at hand. So irrelevant that she wouldn't have paused her eyes shifting as she let her mind calm down and wander, walking into the depths of a river, and into a waterfall, as slowly even the sub-dimension they where in would become unable to contain what was the true darkest fear in both Satan souls heart, that fear was something harder then what one would think. . . it wasn't death but it wasn't life. It was mere inexistance that Satan Soul actually feared, which was why as eyes seemed to jerk from the water fall.. unknown eyes of something ancient and powerful, it would cause tsubasa's mind to be shooken up like his most horrid memories had been thrust at him in hundreds of thousands of times at one.

"Go Away" Inami would have said before she pushed the water disrupting the image entirely, as she waited for tsubasa to do it as well'

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Tsubasa sighed, she had failed them the tests he'd laid out. Their was a problem that she perhaps didn't understand. So much like a child to believe domination was the answer, to push aside the darkness inside. Tsubasa closed his orbs feeling it's presence, it was little to nothing. He'd done worse and come to terms with it, their was a major difference between he and her. Something that was perhaps put into the fabric of their existence. Tsubasa didn't dominant his other side he did not over power it. Though he could easily, instead they worked as a unit of death. Tsubasa looked towards the water as it appeared. White hair and yellow eyes, looking like him with horns on his head. The darkness that shot everywhere from it was a sign for certain. This monster was powerful but it simply nodded to Tsubasa as they exchanged a quiet glance. Both were living in a synergy Tsubasa watched as it merely walked out of the water and .stood beside him. The amount of death on this creature within him was enough to kill the entire planet twelve times over.

"These..trials were designed so I can tell if you have the proper aptitude..Not for just swinging a sword...For anyone can swing a blade, but to be a master of your blade...It's beyond suppressing the darkness within. Both you and it must be one, understand each other's thoughts and respect one another.." Tsubasa's eyes turned gold for a moment as he looked at the female. His other half vanished into nothing, the blood lust coming off it faded. What was strange was how demonic it looked, the creature gave off blood lust only one person could ever match. And well that person was in hell, his eyes stared craters into her. "Satan Soul, just because you are strong does not help you..Your answers are not the ones Inami would of chosen..The purpose of this is to unlock understanding of one's self, to find out the truth within the truth....Their is nothing for you to learn...Because their is no truth for you to see.." Tsubasa said calmly as he walked away.

This creature needed to understand that her way was not the way a sword should be wielded. Tsubasa did not teach people who couldn't be masters of their blade, who did not hold the potential to do so. From what Satan Soul had shown, she understood the training but couldn't of been more wrong. Because of her vary nature it would of been like giving a child a weapon. She had no respect for it and for that very reason. Tsubasa had come to the conclusions he had failed the important tests..The Gate of Forgiveness and the Waterfall of Truth, those two were failed. These were the final judgment to see what the person found. Her answers were those of children who believed they knew. She hadn't come to think about it, why give a weapon to someone unaware? Why would he waste any further time on her. She could fight him if she wanted, but she had no clue about these things. Growth came in more ways then one as he looked at her, she may not of known it.

But Tsubasa had given her the only hints she would get. Tsubasa looked at the blade his eyes examining it as he looked at Inami, almost peering at her existence. "Inami , training with me is about finding the answers to yourself..Or finding the truth, for you..The fact is that this alternate being or however it is stated. Is more or less in control, back when it beat an answer out of Kurai for example. You most likely did not desire that result, it is true Kurai simply was misunderstood as his orders were to place them in Hueco Mundo so I didn't have to kill them. But..now that you've finished these trails through her..You gain little to nothing, but knowledge that someday this creature may replace you entirely..Learn and become strong in a way that suits....Kurai said you'd lost to the beast within, now I see what he meant." Tsubasa finished his sentence and walked away, she'd not only lost but had welcomed it. They did not live on equal scaling, neither listened to the other.

He would give her a single chance to change his mind, like all students. Perhaps this would knock sense into the skull of Inami.

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"..Very good, inami isn't able to control me, nor am i able to directly help her.. due to hells.. interference on many issues. As it stands; your right, she fails entirely.. She's UNABLE to focus the energy or use me.. because she doesn't possess enough power to do so. . "

Satan soul would slowly say as she seemed to close her eyes, syncing herself with the likes of Inami herself, as the forms seemed to merge and conjoin shimmering energy and enigmatic force boiling over as the twin states of demonic and the damned coiled around eachother in a deadly embrace. One eye green, one eye purple while her spiritual energy would have climbed rapidly, to the point that Inami would have herself begun to bleed profusely, as now not only satan soul manifested.. but the might of puppet god X's energy would forcibly manifest as well.. although it was "Supposed" to be impossible, and it was supposedly "impossible" but momentarily Satan soul would this one time disobey her code to show tsubasa something that could.. very well happen if inami ever was able to technically "Reach" this plataue of equal power. Which was why as flames would have risen and black wings which would release a deadly wave of energy and miasma, would engulf the general radius. The triple echoed tone of puppet god, state, Inami's own mind, and satan souls immense enormity. As the individual would have looked down at her claws, and slowly let the bleeding start while she would have looked up at Tsubasa, this time, momentarily.. Momentarily from will alone free'd from hells "Restrictions" for probably the first and last time. She would as an individual say something while her energy continued to cause the vorpal space.. to distort.

"..Listen, you know what i mean, plain and simple when i say sometimes the beast within exceeds the vassal outside. Inami needs... quite frankly to learn to use me, and accept me. If she doesn't, when i finally give her the power i hold.. it will kill her. The reason inami and me dwell inside the same body, is because simply she isn't strong enough. She isn't matured enough, she isn't able to bear the pains, the hardships. She doesn't understand anything , she gets angry mad, and she still acts like a fool. I honestly did these tests backed her in this corner, i attacked kurai, everything i've done, is because i am forcing her to learn and adapt, to grow up so she can reach a level of power in which.. i can entrust everything to her. You will be the first to know. . But the only to know, i merely was created to contain the massive energy.. that she has hidden inside of her, i became this way and matured this way because i serve one purpose.. i further her wishes, and i am also bound by hell. However, even i cannot with all my power, work to both hold back energy inside her, and manage my own energy reserves and keep the demon and damned halfs.. working together. I am slowly dying. It's not a sad fact.. as nothing lasts forever. I have roughly a year left to live, until this strain will burn me out, and at that time , if she's not ready Inami too will be burnt out, and incinerated by her own energy. "

Satan Soul would finish as she would have slowly winced keeping this picture of her ideal outcome.. materialized.. would stop as chains wound around her, binding her legs, her arms, her body, while she was clearly over-taken by pain as she reverted hanging in mid air blood leaking from her body as she looked down, her expression wasn't merely blank tsubasa.. of all people should be able to understand what she felt, what satan soul felt beyond the inability to be suprised, because as they stayed there Satan soul would have slowly now grinned abit, her eyes normal.. but glowing.. maybe because she was.. at ease now, for some reason she felt there was hope after all. Which was why as she said clearly undisturbed by her own words. "..If she's not ready... i will tear myself from her.. so that if one of us must.. die it will be me. However, its innacurate.. that i could consume her, as i am i'm half dead already. I am unable to use energy.. and am shackled by hell. because i am a beast in a cage tsubasa. Me and her will probably never be equals, Because i am destined to either be devoured into her, or incinerated to protect her. Its a fate im well resigned too.. because that girl i guess i look at her as a daughter.. i want her to be able to become who she's supposed to be."

Satan soul, slowly would have looking down puked up blood with the chains gradually tightening. While she would have closed her eyes and ..for the first time, she would have smirked letting off her facade for once, showing a side that no one could say that they had seen. While she seemed to slowly say something, as her white hair covered her eyes, and the chains kept her completely bound. "..Tsubasa, my greatest fear.. isn't.. inexistance.. thats inami's fear.. however.. my fear is simple.. its.. that i can't prepare.. this child for when i must leave her and let her go. I act strong so that she cannot see the hard pains inside. Its so that.. she..will not fear.. or worry. " Satan soul would say now as she would slowly have reached out, the sparking of the chains.. pretty prominent in the twilight.. in that world where challenges would define a person. Where she would have slowly reached out.. for tsubasa, really reached for him for his hand, even while she was being bound herself. Her smile.. widening as she would finally.. do something she had never done.. she would let someone into her own mind.. and let them know how she truly felt.. all stated in a little.. speech which would be probably her legacy.. "..Promise me tsubasa, forget.. the soul king.. forget deveta.. forget all those beings for a minute.. and promise me.. that you will save this.. immature child.. that you will if.. im unable to well.. you know.. get her ready or get out of her.. that you.. "

Satan soul would say before her eyes didn't get cold.. but they got hard.. an expression that tsubasa should know from his own feelings towards the lives he had lost, something that they both.. could easily share in common.. something similar between them. Which was why as she didn't smile.. she didn't cry.. she didn't try to prolong the inevitable.. she would speak the truth the absolute.. and entirety of the truth that.. she had to say. Which was why.. as she smiled blood running from her lips she would say.. "..I want you to kill me.. to be the pale rider.. for one last quest.. if in a years time she's unable to.. please kill me.. i would rather.. endure the pains of hell.. than kill this.. child of mine. I know.. you vowed not to kill.. but im asking you, draw your blade as a famed killer.. on that day for one last time.. and let your past die with me. That.. is honestly what i ask of you. Because i will cease.. to exist eventually and i am resigned to that. " Satan soul would blink once, then say finally.. the last words she had to say.. period .. "..Do not let me kill what i've come to love and protect..Tsubasa" And after that she would grin.. and with blood leaking from her mouth.. wait for a response.

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