An Evolution of Drastic Proportions (Close Zin Yuudeshi)

Well -- at least he could keep his cool. That was a good sign, right?

That was the first line of thought that ran through the mind of The Yuudeshi as he observed Hayden's reaction to his sudden impulse of energy. Perhaps it wasn't so random after all. Since, more than anything else, The Yuudeshi liked a person who could keep their reserves around him.

Digressing, those crimson eyes of his were all but active and scanning the likes of The Fallen Solider. There was a definite tint of something hollowfieid lurking within him. Given that he has been embed with the Hogyoku for so long, and the general knack for smelling out hollow-kind after being infected with their genes for such a lengthy period of time, Zin could easily deduce this through his sensory capacities. At least, that is what he assumed given what the man felt from Hayden's spiritual frequency. There was always the off chance he could be wrong, and he was certainly open to it, but he doubted that his senses would lead him astray now.


With another inhaling of toxic fumes, Zin exhaled and threw away his cancerous cigarette stick so that he may better focus on Hayden. Now that a good buzz was going on, a soft smile eased across his lips as the male asked him what he preferred to be called by. Truly, The Vizard King had no preference, so he'd leave that in the hands of Hayden:

"Call me what you will."

A simple enough reply, eh?

After uttering that basic response out, a small chuckle escaped The Vizard's mouth as he allowed the Vanguard Operative to carry on with his talks. Judging by how tense his body became, Zin could more or less assume that he was hardening his mind up for something heavy. To which, Zin patted his right shoulder and spoke in a mellow tone to the male to ease him down from his tensions:

"And relax. We aren't enemies. No need to look so glum."

Once that was spoken out and addressed, a small laugh escaped his mouth and he leaned back away from Hayden in order to observe further into what he had to bring up about his reason for being here. Apparently he was under the impression that The Corps wasn't already allied with the Vanguard. That made Zin chuckle even harder as they've been in constant alliance for many years at this point. So it was rather odd that one of their own was so -- vastly -- out of the loop.

At any point, when it came to fighting the forces of demonic influences in the world, The Vizard King could only think of one force that Hayden would be referring to: Shadow Fall. Of course they were problem, and it was going to turn into something nasty sooner rather than later, but he assumed most of the political talks would have kept things stabilized in the world. Following Australia, Zin honestly believed the planet needed a bit of a breather after how extensive the war was. So, if they were going to go after Shadow Fall, it would undoubtedly have to be controlled and contained within smaller regions to prevent that sort of chaos from tearing apart the Earth like it did in The Australian Conflict.


"You really don't know, do you? Well, who could blame you, we never made this sort of a thing a public announcement. Hell, I just assumed it was obvious given how closely all the organizations work together in Karakura Central."

Easy-going and lax, even as he mulled over this miscommunication error, Zin's voice was as lax mellow as ever. Rubbing his hand through is hair, the male let out a soft sigh and then explained their current ties:

"To make a long story short: we already are your allies. You didn't need to come all this way to request that, but the jester is nice. We just operate on a "call us, and we'll help you" bases."

After that blunder was hopefully corrected, Zin paused and allowed the solider to continue on as it seemed he had more to say. Nodding his head, The King confirmed that he had indeed heard of the reports associated with that mission. It was nice to hear his kin were still active, but that didn't concern him at the moment. It was clear enough that something awful happened given by the fact that the male had the look of death in his eyes.

Then -- it came! The answer he was looking for was given when Hayden explained that he had somehow absorbed all of the hollows within the forest into his being. It certainly was an abnormal case, but it wasn't anything that he deemed incapable of being mended and fixed. Therefore, Zin placed his index and middle finger from his right hand upon the center of his chest and nodded.

"I'm a benevolent person, so I'll assist as I doubt this is an issue that others can handle. While our tools are quite advanced for dealing with these problems that pop up with Vizards, it's another issue to deal with multiple hollow spirits consuming a shinigami."

With that said, a massive hole in the ground emerged behind Hayden and it lead into a stone black room with dimly lit white lights. Nudging his head towards that direction, The Vizard King opt'd for The Fallen Solider to take a look at his backside in order to get the fuller picture.

"So, to not waste anymore time, go ahead and enter that hole. Yeah, it's weird, but there should be a stairwell that enters into one of our containment areas. I'll perform the procure there since it'll be secure enough to withhold us if anything bizarre occurs."

Now shoo'ing him, Zin motioned for him to hurry. It was only a matter of time before his body would implode on himself, and The King didn't want his blood all over the greeting room....

"Time is wasting, Hayden. Let's get to it."

He would have let out a breath of relief had he had time to but from how Zin was rushing him he simply ushered himself into the portal. His head was whirling from thoughts as Zin agreed to help him with his little power struggle within his inner world. He was no stranger to danger or even deadly situations but the thought he could potentially lose himself and become the very thing he hated terrified him to no end, mixed with his death matter he shuttered to think of what he could become. Each thought sped through the shinigami head at high speed before forcing him to sigh as he was consumed by the portal in a bright flash as his vision was consumed and as he entered into the other side he arrived in a black room with lights that just seem too dimly lit for his liking, as if he was entering some type of hidden dungeon.

His thoughts began to go through his head again as he examined the room quickly, the completely black room covered in what looked to be stone or some other type of material that he couldn’t at this moment decipher due to the dimly lit area. The room was most likely a second line of defense for vizards that lost to their hollows or some other type of thing like that, which only brought a chill to his body before he forced himself to proceed forward. Each step felt like eternity when in reality it could have only been a few moments that didn’t really even effect the grand scheme of things- but when it came to legendary events like this in people's lives time tended to slow even more so with Hayden due to his superior focus. Then again, the world kept moving around him so he would have to keep moving as well.

The stairwell even matched the melancholy display of the black room as he transversed down the black path deeper into the mouth of what only could be described as a dark pit. Dimly lit as if it was too bright it might scare away the monsters people came here to embrace or dominate, each step bringing him closer to that danger within his very world. He began to chuckle to himself shaking his head as he cleared the dark thoughts from his head, if he was going to do this he needed to make sure he was confident- that will power that he had used to face titans and come out alive. Except this time it wasn’t just about survival it was about facing something within him and coming on top this time. He was strong. He was power. He was might. He was the champion today.

The mental pep talked helped him as his shoulders rolled back relaxing a bit as his head came up higher this time, his eyes focusing on the door ahead of him as the intensity of his eyes resembled that of the great american eagle. He was ready to face this challenge and come up on top, so much so when he got to the door he gripped the door handle confidently and firmly taking one last breath muttering some words of encouragement and with that.. he pull it forward stepping inside the new area. Once within the containment room he would turn around to see if Zin had followed him. He looked around before looking to Zin beginning to speak.

“Well.. It’s time?”

The Vanguard Operative seemed quite relieved when he heard that he was going to get treatment. When The Vizard King saw that, another soft smile and gentle chuckle escaped his lips. The reason being is that he did otherwise feel good when he was able to use his power to help others. After all, that is what he assumed a proper king would do if they were bestowed this gift of strength and knowledge. And given his centuries of experience dealing with Vizardhood, perhaps he was the proper one to deal with a complex issue such as the one Hayden was coping with. As, whatever he sensed in him, would probably be best dealt with under closed warps and through complete supervision. Whichever result may come of this treatment would undoubtedly be documented and researched for further procedures down the road. As, through the overseeing eye of The Yuudeshi Network, that entire room was bugged and meant to gather data from their operation upon The Fallen Soldier's body. The likes of which would also be sent to those in The Vanguard and more than likely Azure Iramashsa himself.

Digressing, once The Kingly Yuudeshi stepped foot in the chamber, a snap of the finger was all it took for the light of the outside world to fade and the illumination of the underworld to become aflame. As, all around them, a brighter shade of scarlet and crimson lit up the room to generate a less darkened atmosphere. In fact, if he were to gaze upon the ceiling -- there wouldn't even be stone or tile left. There would be an endless gathering of stars, planets and trailing comets of the cosmos itself giving it the room a grandiose and infinite feel. Hell, even the terrain beneath their feet would resemble something closer found on a rocky asteroid than a cold, stone room.

With the room warming up and feeling similar to a heated spring day, The Yuudeshi stretched and felt at peace in this space. However, he had to wonder -- did Hayden feel the same way as he did about this whole ordeal? So, to this end, Zin could only chuckle once more and turn his ember gaze towards the darkness of Hayden's eyes. Surely this setting must've felt better than being kept cramp in some prison chamber, right? He needed to confirm that.

"You look like you've just seen the reaper. Surely this suits you better, eh? Lighten a bit and relax. You'll be fine."

The voice of The Vizard King was as savory and breezy as ever; as if there wasn't any sort of care in the world blowing through his mind. And -- for good reason. Even if Hayden felt like this was the end of the world, Zin had been through this song and dance so many hundreds of times that it was just another walk in the beach for him. Even with this added complication, he firmly believed they had the tools to help The Fallen Solider and make him better in the long run. Sure, there was the chance a complication could occur, and that thought did cross The Yuudeshi's mind. However, success always came with risk and a successful person never paralyzed themselves by thinking of nothing but failure. They moved forward in spite of that and craved out their diamond in the rough. Which is exactly what they were going to do today if Zin could help it.

"And you guessed it: it's time to unveil my little secret."

There was almost a wag of the finger and a playful bit of banter infused in the infliction of Zin's voice when he uttered those words. A wink of his right eye given as the man than went on to forge a decent sum of reishi and spiritual energy contained within the depth of his right index finger. With a tap of Hayden's chest, The Vizard King chuckled and attempted to tether a bond to his inner world through his on the spot kido. Should this be accepted by Hayden, then a vortex which was black in shade would more than likely emerge between the two. This would prove to be a gateway into The Fallen Solider's inner world and allow Zin to diagnose the problem hands on. As, more than anything else, that is how The Yuudeshi often resolved his problems and how he'd sort out this entire mess the tainted Shinigami was under.

"Now, if you'll be a nice little patient, accept my request and allow me into your inner world. I'm going to deal with the problem heads first and I need your minds approval. Once i have that, I can enter and make the alterations as you go down into Alice's Wonderland with me."

And with that, The Vizard King would fold his arms and await to see what answer or response Hayden would give him. Hopefully, for his own good, he'd accept and they could get cracking. For, once he accepted this invitation, his body would be placed into a trance. Following said trance, the mind of Hayden was meant to be transferred into his inner world and to assist The Fiery Yuudeshi with his plans to revolutionize and revitalize his soul. All the while, the material of this room would keep his body under tight warps as it was comprised of Zin's own spiritual energy. So, through that fact alone, his influence created this room and it could more than likely keep even an unstable, violent and bloodthirsty Hayden under control if this whole encounter went south.

With these facts now laid about on the table, Zin would then infuse this knowledge into Hayden's mind through a flaming red butterfly. It would be up to him to discern if it was worth it or not to go through with this. Hence, the only thing left to do at this point was to sit back and watch the fireworks go off. The choice of Hayden's future was now in his hands.

Ok so maybe the rooms wasn't as bad as he thought. Yet, he didn't have much time to think about the room or situation at hand as Zin began to talk to him rather lax like about the whole situations, there was something about the King that allowed him to relax and loosen up which in a place like this was good considering one slip up could lead to his death. But there was no time to think about the grim reminders that awaited him should they fail this procedure. The Fallen Soldier had gave a nod to the Vizard King as he felt the finger touching him and within his head the last few thoughts passing seemed to be a mixture of tenacity and the mindset of a very stubborn man who refused to die today.

For a few moments the whole world seemed black for Hayden as he was sent into his inner world with the help of the red haired King, but in a snap he saw his world and it was truly different from when he last entered. Normally, his inner world was a castle perched upon a mountain that extended to the clouds and his Zanpakutō a mighty Dragon with a voice the spoke wisdom and breathed honor but as he arrived in the courtyard the world was indeed different. The sky had been covered with clouds that seemed to pulse within purple lightning that seemed to strike into the endless pits at the bottom of the mountain, his dragon perched upon the top of the castle but it looked tired and worn as if it had been doing battle on Hayden behalf for quite some time. Though no physical wounds seemed on his Zanpakutō it was clearly tired and a little worried it's master was in this world.

"Hayden, You have entered your world despite my warnings have you come to face what is within us?"

The voice boomed from the dragon was more of one of interest to what the soldier had up his sleeve. It had been so engrossed in the battle with the mysterious spirit in their world. Despite the power both the Zanpakutō and the Hollow possessed neither has unleashed it's true power in that time frame least they want to destroy their Vessel in that time frame. However, as they spoke no Hollow was in sight but once could only assume that it wasn't to far simply biding it's time and waiting when to reveal it's self. Afterall, interrupting a conversation between two good friends was rude after all and it considered itself a bit more civil than that. The Dragon however let out a large huff of warm air towards it's master as if to wake him up a bit, it knew despite if he was ready or not Hayden would pursue this thing so the only
Help he could offer was a word of warning. This would be a battle of pride for the young man but also survival- he could not fail.

"Aye, I brought some help however."

With those words he took a breath himself as he felt the warm air passing over him from his Zanpakutō. However, their moment was short lived as bursts of large purple energy that was formed like lightning began striking the courtyard in rapid bursts leaving holes with each strike. The lightning felt foreign yet common somehow to Hayden but he could only watch as it spread over the courtyard before striking a single time in the center as a figure appeared with the what looked to be a thin yet long Katana blade which was held in a completely white hand. In fact now that the lightning resided what was shown presence could only be described as... Weighted. Whatever Hollows had been absorbed seemed to have combined into one type of Super Hollow that emitted power from it's very being- how many hollows has been absorbed? Hundreds? Thousands? Well the result was horrifying.

The being that stop between them was wearing Hayden black shinigami outfit although just like him the sleeves were torn but unlike Hayden his whole uniformed seemed torn from the constant battles with his Zanpakutō spirit. Hayden eyes trailed up from his feet seeing it wore no shoes or sandals, sharp skin shredding claws where it's toenails should have been seemed to be a side effect of the Hollowness. It's white hierro legs defined from the holes in it's clothes with each muscle seemingly lined in the hierro, once you got to it's stomach however it seemed to keep Hayden definition of muscle yet was much more lithe than him. It's hollow Hole was located where his heart was supposed to be apparently maybe a indicator of Hayden dark nature within his own heart. It's hands held the same claws it's feet had but with black lines running in a spiral motion down his sword hand that seemed to form some sort of whirl or vortex. As you finally reached it's head now it was time to see the Hollow in it's full glory; it's face was covered by a mask that seemed draconian in nature with horns jutting from the edges with a red pattern similar to a arrow running down where it's nose might have been and the red running around the eye. Yet it's free hand came up to the mask removing it effortlessly by sliding it up now that Hayden could see it's face it held vague resemblance to him yet.. It's general appearance seemed more like a Vasto Lorde than a inverse look of himself. In fact if Hayden was a Hollow this might be what he looked like exactly. Finally his hair was similar to Hayden but much longer reaching to his lower shoulders on his back with a crimson color to it just like Vizard King.

"You have arrived; you kept me waiting so long! It's rude to do so- but I can forgive you but please introduce me to your friend next to you~"

The voice it spoke was similar to Hayden but it held a slightly higher pitch, each word having it's own grace as it looked between Zin and Hayden. Which to Hayden surprise he had just noticed, the spiritual pressure emitting from the Hollow actually had made Hayden forget about Zin for a moment causing to catch as took a step forward as he spoke to Zin.


"It looks like we found it- what not..?"

In hindsight that might have been a stupid question but even Hayden hesitated to meet this strange creature in battle, it was now up to Hayden and Zin to determine the fate of the Shinigami. How would this go? Would Hayden be able to survive and tame the Hollow or would he lose everything tonight?

This world was glum, barren and felt like he walked straight into the middle of a warzone. However, this was par for the course when it came to the inner battles of Vizards. For him, it was just another walk in the park and he still seemed to maintain his firm, yet relaxed aura. After all, a king couldn't afford to let the enemy ever see him sweat; so it stands to be a natural course of action that he'd remain ever so loose in this land of distorted dystopia.

With a simple glance to the dragon, though, it was easy to tell that he was worn down and exhausted. Tattered scales, sullen eyes and a sense of depleted energy were enough to convey to Zin that he was beaten down. Therefore, out of his benevolent nature, The Vizard King would rise his right hand and transfer a stream of crimson energy towards the beast. Through this action The Yuudeshi sought to recover some of the creatures power, replenish its glow and provide a sense of comfort by the fact that things would be okay through his willpowers affirming effect on the mind.

"I'd keep steady and relax. You'll burn your head out worrying about trivial things like that"

Giving off a slight chuckle to the dragon's concern, the tone of voice from the male was still nonchalant as ever. And -- for good reason. How would you feel if you repeated a repetitive task over the course of many centuries? Day in, day out; week in, week out; month in, month out; year in, year out; decade in, decade out; century in, century out. This cycle of mending vizards anew was a process that looped over and over until it had become down pact in Zin's mind as if he was as accustomed to it as breathing air or eating.

But -- this creature didn't know it. And -- that was okay. If there was anything Zin was good at, it was showing rather than telling. So, whatever foul hollow awaited in this world would be dealt with soon enough in his point of view.

So, almost as if on cue, a volt of lightning brought down the cluster of hollows into one empowered being. Yeah, it packed quite the punch, but it still wasn't enough to make the male budge. Instead, The Vizard King seemed to give off a gentle smile towards it and welcomed the challenge. Although, before that could occur, it would be rude not to introduce himself to their "special" guest.

Ergo, The Yuudeshi would then make his presence known to the hollow.

"Pardon the intrusion there. The name is Zin Yuudeshi and I'm here as a guest of honor."

Confident, assured and vocal; the tone of voice from the fire haired male oozed the utmost of certainty in the face of this twisted and contorted being. With little worry in his heart, the king started to walk towards the hollow with his hands up; as if he were surrendering or something to that effect. It was a gesture to show that he meant no hostile intent. Paying close attention to his body language would indicate eased muscle tension, steady breathing and an unwavering stare to show that he was indeed staying truthful to his actions of peace.

"As the host said, we have found what we are looking for. So, why not just put aside the blade and...rest?"

A smile which eased over with the utmost of contentment would be the last thing that the inner hollow would seen before The Vizard King phased in before him. With daunting swiftness, the male emerged before the hollowified creature, but he still lacked any sort of combative intent. Instead, he sought to place his right hand upon the monsters left shoulder-blade as it glowed a rich shade of silver. With his pendant emitting a white illumination of energy, there was something obviously generating from within The Yuudeshi.

However -- it still wasn't malicious or blood thirsty. No. There wasn't even an ounce of accelerated heartbeat or sweat to indicate he was going through the bodily mechanisms to engage in a fight or flight response in reaction to prepping for a battle.

There was only a sense in the atmosphere that the intent from Zin's energy had a desire to fix and repair the damage done to Hayden's spirit. Henceforth, upon the call of The Vizard King's will, the prowess of the Hogyoku were summoned and the corruption would be adjusted. In that moment, a paralyzing power would undoubtedly hold the hollow in place; but with a gentle and alluring pull. It would be as if he were being pulled back by a sense of companionship from a friend or two.

"After all, you seem like quite the tired fellow. Why don't you just sit down...and relax?"

Letting off a well-meaning chuckle, The King would then call upon his sacred tool in order to begin the process of tethering the souls associated with this creatures being out of him. The intent was to utilize his willpower as a medium. Through this medium, the souls stored inside the creature could be channeled through and released as a means of escape. In this way, through a mass konso, Zin would purify their essence and allow them to ease on back into the soul cycle and find their barings.

However -- this would not kill the hollow -- or take away the energy it collected from those vessels. That would be FAR too damage if something unexpected were to occur. At least, that was the mental instinct from the judgement call that The Yuudeshi gave on the situation. It was never too wise to remove vast amounts of power from a persons soul for fear of backlash. Therefore, instead, he would seek to overpower him through means of a battle of will. If he could fight back against the grip of Zin's determination? Perhaps he could retain his wicked ways.

If not -- then he'd be forced by a seal forged by The Hogyoku in order to keep him from tainting and corrupting Hayden's very spirit. That couldn't be allowed under any circumstance and he wanted to try and prevent that as best as he possibly could. While, at the same time, The Hollow himself may also find that a great burden was lifted from his shoulders from having that weight released. Without the cluster of souls pressing down on his being, perhaps he could have a sense of clarity and ease down from his aggressive side.

At least -- that was Zin's optimism talking. Not everyone could forge a bond with their hollow like he could, but it didn't help to have hope.

Digressing, as this light would dim down, it would only be a matter of observation to determine if these actions had any sort of effect. If not, then The Yuudeshi would go back to the drawing board and figure out another way to deal with this dangerous situation.

Hayden watched the scene unfold feeling rather useless at the moment but watched none the less as Zin approached his Hollow talking to him rather calmly. It was a strange sight to see the King so calm around a being that drastically overpowered Hayden and the raw power Hayden felt for a moment trump that of his shikai and the dastardly figure he had met many moons ago named ‘Wolf’. Nevertheless Hayden watched the scene intent along with his Zanpakutō manifestation ‘Iaiadix’ both of the man and beast quiet with overwhelming interest to what the proclaimed ‘King of Vizards’ would be doing. Quite a interesting man that Zin Yuudeshi was to be put plainly.

Among Hayden thoughts was the possibilities of what could go wrong but was even more in his head was what might happen should this work, would the hollow become a permanent part of him making him a Vizard? Well that was an obvious one the to shinigami now turning Vizard by the end of the day. ‘My day or life could not get any more exciting,’ he mentally sighed before going back to watching the scene. The way Zin Yuudeshi moved was so calm and flowed into one another Hayden couldn’t help by his words to relax and feel a wee bit at ease himself and his dragon. He had to trust this man to do right not only by him but the souls trapped within the body of that hollow so as he asked the Hollow to relax and sit down Hayden head tilted.

Meanwhile with the Hollow it was hard to admit that he was feeling relaxed despite the amount of taint and corruption the monster was born out of. But as he moved with no malice intent and the overwhelming desire to fix the situation the Hollow with no name invertedly relaxed for a moment allowing Zin to, unknownst to him, to begin to purify the souls in a battle of willpower. While the Hollow perhaps held a will that in the long term could fight Zin at this immediate moment of being so fresh was overtaken by Zin massive desire to not only fix Hayden but purify these souls. Yet as it was done a overwhelming sigh of relief was released from the Hollow as a weight upon his lung and shoulders felt like it was being lifted. A white light surrounding him for a moment as his eyes closed that began to burn brightly before dying down- the corruption damn near gone but not completely only due to a secondary inherent nature within Hayden that Zin may feel now should he wish to look for it.

“What.. did you do.”

The voice could only as this as most of the husk was removed leaving it with a voice that sounded like Hayden but add on tone modifiers that added a slightly deeper tone. The Hollow looked the same as it looked at it’s clawed hands for a moment feeling… different some how. Perhaps it was the mass Konso and seal placed on it’s power to prevent it from accidentally or purposefully overloading it’s user. But now that the former mass amount of taint was removed everyone within Hayden’s soul would be able to feel a secondary taint not to far away- actually within insight if they all turned their heads to the left to see a man sitting criss cross in a meditative sitting position with black bandages across it’s body. The overwhelming sensation of pure death would be emitting from this being but not of malice or pure intent simply neutrality in it’s purest form. If Zin had ever encountered ‘Death Matter’ or any substitute of death the sensation would feel almost familiar.

His eyes were closed almost ignoring the four other people within the soul of Hayden which at this point was getting rather ridiculous but Hayden reaction to the man was one of shock but be soon got that under control. It couldn’t be when wolf implanted the death matter into him it took a physical manifestation within his soul- but for what purpose?

“Are you four done…?”

The voice that came from the black bandaged male was young, perhaps someone just out of their teenage years normally. Black spots of hair was spilling from the bandages where it covered his head with only a singular violet eye visible as it stared at the three- the presence of death now thick within the room now that they knew of his presence. While the Hollow was purified to the most part it was easy to see the rest of the energy coming from the new male could be mistaken as corrupted due to the feeling of death from it. But they held no malice intent but it seemed they wanted to… talk.

Well -- that was life, wasn't it? One would solve one problem, only for another dilemma to make it's ugly head known to all. Such would be the case when he was done cleansing the frenzied spirit of Hayden's inner hollow. For, as soon as he finished with that task of dispensing of this foul spirit before him, the presence of an influence akin to death bled into the world around them. And, when it did, there was a slight chuckle had from the crimson haired Yuudeshi as he was somewhat amused by the turn of events.

It seemed rather funny that not even a being of his caliber could have a plan go off without a hitch. So, as he turned his head to the left, The Vizard King would size up his next task to overcome and resolve. Thus, as Zin's fiery eyes set their sight on the contemplative spirit, he could only assume that this was but another part of Hayden's soul which was infused with the will of another.

The Yuudeshi could tell that this new creature was of another's doing because it reeked of decay, radiated unsteadiness and seemed to almost be akin to DE Force -- if it wasn't for the fact it seemed so neutral. The malice between DE Users was rather infamous; so to The King -- it didn't seem that was the case.

Thus, if nothing else, at least the spirit didn't appear to be foul in intention. So, it was time to break the ice and exchange pleasantries with the new companion to their little "training session". Ergo, The Yuudeshi was then seen giving a rather lax wave to the incarnation of rot which stood before him.

"That depends on if you are here to cause trouble, isn't it?"

There was a slight chuckle gave as The King of Vizards then bridged the distance between the two in order to get closer to this unknown being. With an up close inspection, it was clear to see that his body language indicated that he wasn't a threat for the time being. This person seemed far too relaxed to really be as chaotic as his hollow "friend" over there just was a moment ago.

Hence, the confidence of Zin seemed to further come to a swell as he loosened his shoulder, let out a relaxed sigh and tilted his head to the side to wonder just what this side of Hayden wanted from them.

"So the question is: do you intend to impede our little show today? If you can answer that, then I feel can probably answer your question. That seems fair, right?"

And with that inquiry posed out in the air around them, the ball would then be tossed straight back to the spirit in order to determine if this was going to be a cooperative take-over -- or something more -- aggressive. It was unknown what was going to occur, but Zin would then take a glance back at Hayden and nudge his head towards his Inner Hollow.

"After all, wouldn't you agree? This is YOUR body, so you have say-so as well over what happens to it."