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Fri Jan 09, 2015 8:49 am
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What a breeze. The Outskirts of Karakura, crawling with fear for some, and a place to grind for the others who feasts upon the souls of the people in order to gain a higher form of power. Eating wasn't very unusual, that appliances can vary from gaining an entire blueprint of one's body and understand the fundamentals of their body and mind, or even for a few, to supply themselves with more power, just like hollows do in order to evolve from Lesser, Menos and so on. Logic doesn't seem to apply to everything in life either, as powers like those twists their minds and their cravings for flesh would've been extended by the over-usage of such ability to eat, like a zombie but more supernatural and able to gain something over that. It was interesting how the world rotates and spins, ages and grows, while the cosmic follows with it, creating nothing more out of dusts and spoons of different ingredients in order to create life. Such a congregating phenomena, but in some point or another, when one tries to apply logic over these kind of things, not even normal science nor physics can solve something that is out of our world, however, infinite life and immortal was gained then from expanding powers from different races, some gained it from others and others gained it with sheer hardwork and power to go through in getting it, but absolute doesn't seem to apply to its existence. Outskirts is one of those places where life was created and abandoned without any second thoughts, now a barren wasteland full of creatures that doesn't know their place as mortals that can be killed with a sleight of hand, buildings that doesn't seem to hold itself together and very few civilians even wound up staying in this hellish area. What a bother, swatting flies with a net and they still come back for more.
At all fairness with comedic poems and non-sensical things put aside, it wasn't a story-telling time about living things for its scientific class or some sort of teacher standing around and teaching things about life. But moreover, some interesting things were about to occur in this single site, this place, this area alone, would soon brimming with power and drive away those who cannot withstand it, yes, and that to happen? Well, all was there left to stand was no one else but this little girl who stands in that midst of the buildings, cloaked with a black cloak that covers up her entire appearance from the public's eyes, and that height stands no taller than 4 feet and 1 inch tall, as short as that of a child's, enough to mistake her for one if one has seen her body before, especially her face, that she is undoubtfully a child that differs greatly from her actual age. Had her appearance be hidden, what's next to be opened to the eyes of the world was nothing else than a single crossbow hanging behind her back, almost as big and tall as the girl herself, but as itself is only 3/4th the length of her body, its close enough to actually match the size of her entire body as it only differs for a meter or two longer before it becomes as big as she does. Shiny enough to reflect off the sunlight off its surface, it takes a pretty modern crossbow, just without the scope, with its black surface that goes across it with no bolt that loads on it at all, presumably empty ammunition from usage. Otherwise, nothing else to see of her than a pair of boots underneath the cloak that covers her body.
With the curls and twists of life, had life been that way, it would've been in a serious trample, to say in the least, such a useless thing. Nodding her head away, that young girl was no one else but Zwei Yuki, one of the people within the elites, and to say that in the rise of the Monsuta, had she tried her best to put it into the strongest in the battlefield, make sure those who heard its name would tremble in fear, explosive going off in such a way that chaos would've been its name across the battlefield once it grows to be the strongest of them. Curiousity that grew in many, things were about to heat up and change. Shaking her head in the cloak, she remained silent to have an individual appear, her eyes shifting back and forth as if it was 'sprinting' for something. Stand and unite, strongest that crosses, hell, this is one bombardment across the outskirts soon.
Empty, blank space.