Him and Her [ Private, Ulqui ]

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What a waste of territory. Supposingly to her, this wasteland was once a thriving forest with grasses and standing trees that stood proud of its growth, now trampled by war and beings that wander across its land, ruined the life that stand amongst it, ultimately setting its death for sure. What currently stands within the sands was no one else but a little girl, yes, one 'living' thing that is standing in the many scattered bones of those lives that were lost, people that couldn't survive in this terrible, dehydrating land with no sense of water to ever lived in this sand. So, how exactly is she here despite the dangers? Of course, she doesn't stay in this place by herself either, had she built the nerves to call out one of her former acquaintances, now colleagues with how they are working together in the Monsuta for the sake of growing power. Parted their ways years ago before meeting again, you can consider both of them as partner-in-arms, like a comradeship standing between both of them and fighting back-to-back. To put their relationship in a perspective, it was like that in comparison with Starrk and Lilynette, but herself isn't a 'splitted soul', and is one of those people to compare relationships and fought together a few times, even some consider them as people that are fitting each other in combat considering of their powers too, but rumors were just words. That young man? Was Sting Chikara.

This 4 feet tall girl isn't something to be reasoned with either, that she isn't a 'normal' child to see in this deserted wasteland. Her cloak slowly breaking away, was no one but Zwei, second in german and Yuki, snow in Japanese, and builds a meaning called Second Snow. And as expected, she IS short, standing 4 feet and 2 inches tall, guarded only by a mini-skirt and a plain clothing of a ring-shaped collar covering her neck and a button at the front of the collar, while with an interesting figure that floats around her, a black-figured face with a ball-shaped head, curling across her body and floating right beside her. Unknown whether it has a general ability to speak, but she knows how to use it to her own cost. Had those people have ever met the infamous human called the Nightmare in its nickname, whom is now dead, she bears a huge resemblance to him yet they have no relation in blood nor have they met before in their life, however, in common was not just their face, but her short, crimson red hair is what gave off the menacing aura, and alone was enough to misunderstand her as a common delinquent when she isn't, and touching it would only give a soft feeling to one's hands, and just by looking at it, it would be enough to know that it has some rather smooth texture on it.

Enough to say about herself in some sense, Zwei wouldn't be surprised if any stray hollows or demons with weak will or those who does not have sufficient enough power would escape from the area she is standing, or at least, staying away from her entire being. Without needing to keep control of herself, this is just what little portion of her chaos energy was used to create a seemingly powerful spiritual pressure, and for those weak-willed, it was enough to give them the nightmares they need to wish that they weren't even alive, and even, have their limbs exploded when they loses their sanity and drops any means of focus in trying to balance their bodies. Of course, this was to keep away anything that dares to interrupt her conversation with a being she decides to meet, Sting Chikara. To call him an 'acquaintance' was the most respectful way she could put in, as they once fought before against each other, and in all honesty, he was one of the very few notable ones that was able to stay on par against her strength but regardless, her immortality is what keeps her advantage on a higher dimension, because in the first place, blowing off her limbs and taking out her organs, it would be easy for her to patch it up like any other day she had experienced. There are some that called her a God, and some even called her a 'kid', a mortal that tries to mimic god himself, however, she doesn't deny or accepting the facts, as Zwei had called herself once that she is neither God nor is she a mortal, but an existence created by two other beings, a genetic that was passed down from her previous generation.

Sighing under the thoughts of those kind of things, Zwei couldn't help but to feel a little disappointed of how the world thinks of beings like herself, since this isn't some kind of fate she desired, but more of a power she had been passed to, discovered and expanded to her own will to wield it at its fullest power to a point where she was able to achieve what few people could, the immortality, people who cannot die under normal means and herself, would just keep popping in back from death until they had found themselves a way to deal against her. Dark Matter, was its name. Not something from our universe though, since its existence is only known when Zwei herself creates it, and when it is destroyed, it becomes non-existent, and when it is absorbed, it becomes non-existent as well, making it something only unique to her own use and nigh-impossible to be used against her, with the ability to change its functions and properties, it was no laughter to its appliances. Dark Matter is only its name adaptation, so don't get too confused with the real one that makes up for the universe.

Her eyes now glanced to the endless landscape before her eyes, lips bent downwards with as much focus she could put to what she sees and her surroundings, and keeping herself noted to any noise. Today was the day Sting and Zwei meet each other again, and it won't be some kind of warm reunion, but rather, straight to the point, where their fists collides again with their newly expanded powers that has nurtured itself over the years when they began seperating their ways. It would be interesting to see how he could keep it up against her, since an existence like Zwei isn't as easy as it seems to deal against her. She wanted to see the results of what Monsuta had developed, and Sting was the first one to see the growth to her. Shaking her head, with her joining the Monsuta, it wouldn't hurt fuckin' around with one of her acquaintances, would it now?