Empire Of Angels: The Soul King's Messenger Descends And Shields His People [Black World Event]

█ Oh what a day, what a day~! The known verses of the Soul Society, Hueco Mundo, Living Realm, Sugiran Kingdom, Demon World and even those nefarious bastards in K-World are all under attack and placed under threat by a larger-life than dimensional threat. The likes of which threatens to swallow entire tribes, people, nations and worlds hold if something isn't done about it. What a sham, what a horror -- but not anything that can't be dealt with!

After all, the eyes of fate had hope invested in the spirits of the new generation. All throughout these worlds, numerous new challengers were opposing the infection of their realms and fighting tooth and nail for what was theirs. Such destruction, carnage and death would NOT go uncontested. And it was for this simple fact why the likes of The Soul King's army sat back, watched and observed how things would play out.

However, one of his many Holy Knights saw fit to otherwise descend from heaven and touch the earthly soil of the Soul Society. Or, to be more precise, Iramasha Island. Yes, from the point of view in which Halo saw things, he wanted to return home, protect his native nation and see to it that it would not be disturbed on this grave day. As, if nothing else, he owed it to them with how much time he spent training in this ethereal place. And if that peculiar fellow from the Zero Division could defend his homeland, as to would this Iramasha.

Therefore, after working things out with the Soul King, Halo was allotted permission to once again walk the material plane and do what he needed to otherwise secure their interest. Given the fact that most of their prominent fighters and warriors were active in various combat zones through the Soul Society and Earth, somebody had to pick up the slack, right? Right. That's where Halo saw himself stepping in and filling that void.

Ergo, from the heavens above, The Silver Haired Angel descended in a streak of white light and found himself straight on the rigid floors of Iramasha Island. This, in turn, caused a flooding of illumination to spread for a few hundred meters. When it dimmed, the attention of The Iramasha Guard and they were quite shocked to see one of the Royal Iramasha returning back to the fray.

Standing in all six foot two of his tanned holiness, it was apparent that the male had underwent changes since his last arrival to this place, but his aura stayed all the same. Many of these men fought alongside him centuries ago, and they'd know, they'd know all too well just who this figure was. Therefore, they'd give him a hundred man salute. Why? Easy: the likes of Halo Iramasha had been written down as one of the more favored Angel Leaders in recent history prior to him stepping down to pass the torch on to the new generation.

However, in spite of the grand applause, The Angel Iramasha let out a soft chuckle and waved at them to ease up and tone things down. Then, the male started rubbing his ruffled white hair and he directed his emerald gaze upon his fellow comrades and countrymen. Despite all the horror stories he heard take place over the past few years, it was quite the sight to see his people doing so well, but he felt he didn't need such a vocal welcome. Therefore, Halo decided to take control and let himself be heard.

"My men, my family and my friends; it's great to return back to our sacred home. But, I feel I do not require such a ravenous welcoming. I have not done enough to warrant such a thing."

Those were the first humbling words that the Iramasha echoed out to his men. Following that, The Royal Angel then patted his bare chest while the male's white off-the-shoulder tunic blew in the breeze. He needed more bass in voice, further confidence and a louder tone to keep going on with his intentions and words; and the way to finding that was grounding himself and discovering that strength from his innermost manhood.

"Which is why, as of now, I intend to make my return to the island and serve you all once more. And, I plan to start why shielding us from this grim threat we are under from the Inverse Realm. Stand back and let me handle the rest!"

With that, Halo then patted the thigh of his white shorts and turned his body forward towards the edge of Iramasha Island. In this movement, the shackling of his golden chained belt and necklace jangled in the silence before they were overcome by a sonic burst of wind. This explosion of air then became accompanied by a flourishing of golden and white energy that dazzled the spectators to this event. However, it did not only that, but empowered them physical and mentally. It brought their senses to a heightened peak, while their bodies were augmented by this holy presence. After all, the male was chosen by the Soul King to serve him, and one would think that properties of his aura would be uplifting in nature. Thus, he delivered on that sentiment and brought his people along for the ride as he began the task of otherwise enhancing the defenses of Iramasha Island.

This luminous started to encase the whole of the island before it bonded itself to the space in which it occupied. In this way, Halo infused the will of the Soul King through his energy into the isle and improved the durability of their barrier by creating a three layer shield. The first level had been comprised of the energy from the Iramasha People itself, but augmented by Halo's influence and heightened by three times its regular strength. From there, beyond that barrier, a second one lay in grasp with Halo's direct power suffering as a force that would require a foe of Grand Master strength to otherwise shatter. Then, lastly, the summoning of the Soul King's prowess lay beyond that and it would serve to give whatever enemy whom managed to bypass the first two shields one hell of a time.

All of this would take place over minutes, but the task was simple in nature and The Royal Iramasha did not mind performing this duty. As, if nothing else, it was the least he could do to help out the cause. All he needed to do now was let it constrict itself to the dimensions around the island and the task would be complete. He just wondered if anyone else would unveil themselves; whether or not they were friend or foe.

character app: Halo Iramasha
music track: Our Destiny
character count: N/A
word count: 1128