A Boy Departed, a Man Returned [Black World Arc Event Series]

The Inversed World is one that's creation kept things right to a certain key, it wasn't always perfect or dead on about something, but as a mirror to the world that it represented, the struggles of the host world were imprinted onto the prior. With such a thing, there were many individuals that shared the home that was once Len Washi's. In the inverse world, it was still a place, and there was certainly something that still lived within it. It, however was a unique individual, a Saca Dila that did not belong finding it's home within the Realm and staying there, little did he know that it would bring about the attention of others, so that he could also play his role.

Upon Len's Arrival, it kept itself concealed, something that it didn't find too difficult given the being's unique situation. The being simply wanted to not have to deal with Len, but it seemed that wouldn't be the case as Len took down another being, then went to work on the neighborhood. It was then that the being had to choose to come out of hiding and deal with the problem head on, he didn't prefer it, but he had to what needed to be done, for him to care on with his intentions. Wrecking his current place of residence also didn't help out very much.

So without much further thought as a tendril came by, the Saca Dila's existence vanished of the face of the world for a slight moment, as if he was no longer recognized as being there, he was there though, tethered to the existence of the Inversed world. Above, on top of one of the nearby building rooftops, Zero's Saca Dila would reappear. If Len were to study him, he would find that he definitely was very similar appearance to Zero/Cero, but he was like a ghost in paleness and tangibility, as he seemed to have small parts of his body vanish and reappear out of thin air, itself. Something that merely signified that he truly was something that could be considered incomplete, he mirrored something that was present in the world, but in itself, not there. The pieces of Zero's soul now, found themselves with Cero to continue living. This Saca Dila forming from the reflection of only those pieces, making his existence like a puzzle that is missing some of the parts.

From atop the building, Zero's Saca Dila observed the destruction that was being inflicted upon his home, and showed a look of disappointment towards the attacker. Little could either side come to understand the other's purpose in their actions, the same could be said of the Saca Dila (SD) wanting to come to understand either. Knowing that he needed to dispatch the enemy that laid before him, he would prepare accordingly. If Len, took notice of the being's quick and stealthy appearance and struck, the SD would quickly flash over to another building rooftop. During this time frame, the SD of Zero would bring forth, his signature weapon, a bow that was both black and blue in color. Drawing back swiftly, he would fire off a barrage of about one hundred arrows towards both approaching tendrils and the originator, Len Washi himself. Each arrow packing quite a punch for those below the level of captain, but none the less, painful to be struck by.

This act would be recognized by the SD as his warning shot towards his adversary. Standing at the ready to dodge and weave after the small barrage, SD Zero would hold out his bow towards his opponent as he addressed them.

"This will be your only warning from me, leave my home and I might consider not chasing you down and slaughtering you for the troubles that you've caused me." He stated and awaited whether or not the enemy would respond in surrender or challenge. Thinking to himself,he found that the enemy reminded him of someone that he should know, but things didn't seem right to him, yet.

A warning as to what is coming, this is all that the Saca Dila of Zero ever offered his foes, his very existence, broken to pieces hinged to the very place that he would call home. It was by a slim chance of fate that this incantation of Zero & Cero came to be, a being that, was consider a counter to Zero.

He watched carefully as his warning shots flew ever so closer to their intended target, going by and at the strings that stood before him and his target. SD Zero was disappointed to see that most of them would fail to reach their mark, except for a few exception that drove into the target to leave quite a mark left in blood. This would please him as he made his next moves, giving the target a fair enough warning of his intentions for him. He watched the anger and frustration of the individual rise as Zero's eyes themselves fell down starring down at the approach being made by his own target, it would be noted that these eyes looked down as if void of all emotion at the time. Such was the darkness that flowed within him with no regrets or doubts of his choices.

Those strings he noted, were the object to be focused on most at the moment, he noted that he would have to either avoid them or match them with his arrows. As they drew closer, he had come to face the pursuers, knowing that running away, couldn't be his only option, he also wonder, what all was this set of strings capable of. He also pondered if the man before him had any better forms of defense as he watched him take the blow of one of his arrows in the warning shots. Something had disturbed that thought for a moment, as the target asked him a question, a question that gave a small bit of life to him, and in it, a smirk came to his face, his eyes filled with a feeling of amusement to the question. "Len Washi of this world? Where would have I of gone?." He would restate before a laugh coming over himself as he kept up a fight all the while. He would watch as the strings began closing in on him, he pondered, how to answer both of those question.

"You don't know the full story of this world, do you Len? For I can tell you that you are still well and alive, simply stated if you live, so does your mirror, he lives to see you. As for myself, I could not say, for I've never gone from here, a place, that my mirror image left. Tell me, do you think that he can ever face the ghosts of his past, even as he carves his way into the future?" He would shout out as the strings began to bind him where he stood. They would try to cut into him quickly, but they would find themselves blocked off by an ability that Zero never possessed in his life, for he was never trained to be pure blooded. Blut Vene would work against the assault that went underway, as he drew the small blade, would leave but a small mark against Zero's body, wrapping across his waist, he would accept the pain, like he always did. It would be noted that Blut Vene, had pretty much taken the place of his Hierro. As the finisher came, and it seemed as if everything would finish quite nicely, the presence of SD Zero would once more vanish and reappear quite a distance away from his target of to the left of him. Leaving the devastated area of damage behind as he drew out his bow and drew back, coming forth to fire out a barrage of 1,000 arrows.

Before the fire, Zero would jump up and and backwards, giving his arrows a curve to travel towards the target. "So, in your reflection's place, I shall finish you!" Two hundred arrows at full strength would fall down upon the exact location of Len Washi, the other eight hundred, would spread themselves across the area surrounding Len in all the direction that Zero could cover from his view in the sky.

"Just perish, and give into the might of a pure quincy..."