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Blooming Seeds Of Ama Dablam Mountain
Sun Jul 12, 2015 6:02 pm
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10th of February 2015
Shinsui Settlement.
10th of February 2015
Shinsui Settlement.
The wind howled across the Shinsui Settlement on a rather bright day. Not a scent could be smelled nor a sound be heard as a man sat motionless atop a staircase. His sight was set on a new arrival, one for whom this settlement was anew. He ran his right hand through his hair, eying the pink haired Iramasha with a rather stern facial expression. It wasn’t an expression of hostility, mere fatigue. He was tired of how the antagonistic forces of the world had dominated over the defenceless civilians. As they spoke an invasion raged on in Qatar, however this union was one of great importance.
Izanagi pushed himself out of his seat, his head swaying back and forth as he took five steps down toward the new arrival. Throughout his time as the Zero Divisions Wisdom of the Spell, he became a rather great judge of character. His decision to select this one candidate wasn’t made over night. It came from a thorough review of the individuals past and the potential the individual wielded. As grand as his presence was, it didn’t impact the island however the skies that dwelled over the area had cleared, shining an azure hue across the vast lands. The rays of azure were split by the sun to generate a rather magnificent spectrum.
On that day, a deal was struck between two parties one that would see the once Head of the Hybrid Iramasha assume the role of reagent general in Izanagis absence. The bargain allowed Izanagi a total of five months from the moment of agreement to hone the ancient skills of Shinigami. Considering the true power of the Shikokai, it came as no surprise that Izanagi refused to unleash the power in any realm other than that of the king. With the conclusion of the agreement, Izanagi glanced back at the Shinsui mansion while light engulfed his body and illuminated the Oken in his bones. In the blink of an eye his complete presence had vanished…
Ama Dablam Mountain in Khumjung, Nepal
July 10th 2015
July 10th 2015
Nepal, the nation of tranquillity. The skies above the city would clear after several days of thunder storms, to sun would rear its head as the bitter frost of the mountains sent shivers up every mans spine. Among the ice, laid one dying flower, its leaves had wilted and its stem had broken… Rocks tumbled down the mountain as greenery in the area slowly died.
In a flash of bright light, a tall figure would appear atop the mountain. His blue eyes surveyed the area while his dense body and titanium armour resisted the strong winds of the peak. His spiritual pressure imploded while he stood comfortably over three thousand feet above sea level. His sight turned to three individuals west from where he stood; the trio seemed engaged in an expedition however Izanagis arrival had brought them all to a halt. One seemed nervous while the others stood shocked at the sight.
There was no doubt that his arrival would result in the arrival of antagonistic forces and so he couldn’t simply leave. He stood atop the mountain, lowering his sight at the villages beneath him, his sight adjusting with the light that showered the village in question. The children came out to play at the sight of sun while the women brought out their washing hoping for them to be dried at a prompter rate to their current methods. Considering the world and technology has advanced over the past four hundred years… society had not. It was somewhat soothing to see people not forgetting their heritage regardless of the current state of affairs.
His aura navy aura slowly spike around his body, causing multiple plants to grow around him. The snow in his immediate vicinity would slowly vanish as the wind blew his head and steel attire. Naturally, the steel would clatter as it was struck by wind while Izanagi stood motionless observing what had become of the world in his absence. His sight stemming across every corner of the world, the poverty, the deaths and fighting would all flood into his vision while one though line escapes his breath, “I’m back” this utterance would be conveyed to one and only one individual among this restless world, that individual being Azure Iramasha.
Izanagi wasn’t one to lie nor break a promise made in good faith. He inhaled the cool breeze that had circled his body. Observing the progress of the Iramasha while in the realm of the king proved effective in showing how effectively he handled the Vanguard in his absence. Many had left, and many had died, but with new hope came new life.
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