The Pale Dream

Sun May 01, 2016 11:03 am

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To wander lost in one's thoughts to try and claw for memories. Something drew him to this realm it felt comfortable. Tsubasa found the realm a comfortable place with little lost to it. His thoughts were moving around as he accepted a new role. Or rather Tsubasa took his ambition to create the Warrior Faction. A place where only the greatest warriors were cultivated. But things still bothered him as he and Byakko spoke often. Neither knew what happened to him during that moment. He was covered in blood and saw the body of a Quincy. Hulderic Hylham when he came too, the blood of a demon nearby. Tsubasa was well aware that something wasn't right. But another thought lingered had he killed Tsubaki intentionally? Had he lost control at a young age like that? And sliced her down and to spare him his family lied? Tsubasa's thoughts were chaotic at the moment as he crossed his legs. Bringing out his kiseru pipe he inhaled. A small bit of smoke left his nostrils as he thought. Something wasn't right he had blackouts before but didn't think much of it. They were only two incidents like that in his life. Tsubaki was the first one, his sister of many years. Had he killed her in madness without realizing what grasped him? What had grasped so tightly on the life of Tsubasa before? Was this intent to kill really his own? Something beneath the surface was compelling him to do it. No matter how far he dug or sunk into it, though. No answers were present, he glanced at his hand. Could he really fight Kin or Mana like this? His Bankai now was something causing memory loss perhaps. Byakko had told him of the events to an extent. But something didn't make sense, he was lost in a savage state. How was he the greatest swordsman when something so minor was causing Tsubasa Unabara trouble? The Blades were coming for a future that warriors thrived on. They lived the battlefield and didn't swear loyalty or fealty to others. His mind was stuck upon that moment of nearly killing Saiko with his blade.

A desire for carnage and the most savage of attacks filled him. He felt like he did as a boy so long ago. Something had to of changed at some point. Tsubaki was the first time and it didn't happen again. Did something occur back then that drew his fury? Tsubasa couldn't figure out what else he could have done. But the memory of his sister being killed in a crossfire. That wasn't right was it, something about that was off. He was a skilled warrior event as a child with the power to control his blows to the fractions. Even stopping at a second was the easiest of things for him to do. So how was it in that moment no control was present? His mind fished through memories trying to get it. Tsubasa had a plan for the Blades a going away present for the Gotei 13. But for the moment, they wouldn't be activating it anytime soon. Tsubasa wasn't sure how well he could hold back his desire for blood. He avoided his daughter and son for the most part. Saiko said she could give him answers on the blank parts. Tsubasa didn't remember what happened to him during it all.

It was like a dream that lingered in the darkness. He could just about reach out and touch the memories. But they lingered just out of his reach for some reason. Tsubasa couldn't fathom why it was he could not find his answers. This brought internal conflict in him as he heard the familiar voice. "Tsubasa, no point in getting worked up over it. You are here for answers, after all, don't lose focus on the goal at hand." Tsubasa's lips slowly blew smoke out as a spectral tiger stood next to him. "That's true Byakko, I am not sure though my old friend. Something tells me I killed Tsubaki with my own hand. Not accidentally or anything of the like. She stopped whatever is happening somehow and..that Asthavon and the Quincy. Whatever they did brought it back to life, I can't figure it out.." He said finally as he spoke a calmer voice came as a bright bird appeared in front of him. As he exhaled another breath of smoke into the air. "Master remember, control your desires and focus them. Byakko and I will deliver you to answers somehow." Suzaku finished saying as Tsubasa smiled faintly. Suzaku and Byakko both sensed his discomfort and came out without hesitation. Of course, only Tsubasa could perceive their presence as they spoke. What was to come of it all he wondered as he waits for Saiko to come. Tsubasa wasn't naive however and did have an escape route planned out. Should he truly need to leave due to outside circumstances? Saiko wasn't likely to betray him, though. It wasn't her he doubted nor did it seem that way. Tsubasa had an old friend of he and Inami's ready to pick him up. Kurai Hayabusa his attendant from the days within the Soul King's Court. The boy was loyal to Tsubasa not to that false king. Strangely enough, that was so for the Hayabusa twins as they both followed him instead of the King's lead. Tsubasa didn't dislike Kakine but he knew Hayabusa was on his side.

The wait would continue for as long as it took Saiko to arrive with answers.

Tue May 17, 2016 6:55 pm

Artist: Undertale OST - Song: Your Best Friend - Word Count: 914

”..This energy. . !?”

Inami’s senses flared and her eyes widened as she took in the plume of raw energy, the heavy power that she could sense. The feeling of that power, all of it matched to that one person. Only he carried such a unique mixture of killing intent and humble strength and yet, it had been so long since she had felt it. So long since those times in the past where she really learned about herself, learned to be someone more, more than a simple demon that tried to move everything through strength, a being that had unwittingly given her answers not only to what she wanted to do. Instead more importantly it gave her knowledge of who she was on a fundamental level that ran far deeper than what words could ever repay. It was because it was him that the demon queen could be seen streaking from the confines of her palace at jet speeds, faster and faster propelled by the unholy force of demon energy that was at her beck and call. Landscapes blurred together as she became all but a black-lit comet streaking across the landscape, her gleaming eyes only looking at where she could sense the energy, her speed increasing and increasing with the sole intent of getting there, of making sure this wasn’t another one of those false leads.

”..Is it him!?! Is he here?”

Every since she had taken in the clan with her, she had vowed she would look for and find him, and yet now it seemed he was close by, and thats what drove her to in an even more chaotic explosion of energy that gathered around her like a hurricane, compressed into a single explosive point that propelled her forward at speeds that the blackened flames against her skin seemed to give way to the force that blew everything apart, the ground , the clouds in that demonic sky, she kept increasing until she passed from the borders of her domain, and she had entered the sirsa lands, and even then she didn’t stop. She didn’t care what the king thought, she didn’t care who came to stop her. She didn’t care who she had to tear down, not now, not after so long which was why as she had began her rapid descent she had only de-accelerated right when she was to touch the ground a bang echoing from the rapid loss of speed, and the backlash of all the air that had been drug along slamming into the ground, and yet as inami stood there, she was Panting, the demoness had actually pushed herself to the point of being out of breath, her hands resting on her knee’s while she took a minute to recuperate and then she looked up.

”..F-..Found.. You..”

She said her eyes remaining on his form, taking in the golden hair, his eyes and his posture, He was the same, although his vibe was a tad different, she didn’t know now though what she was going to do. The emotions that flowed through her at his vanishing, the fact he had broken his promise, gone back on the concept that she still firmly believed in, and more then that, the way he had cut down his own so mercilessly. . . She had so many emotions from these thoughts, negative emotions, neutral emotions, even positive emotions. But there was just so many of them, that she didn’t know how to process them, should she be angry at him? Should she be happy that he was there? Or should she angry?.. She couldn’t even figure it out, let alone could she even begin to berate him for his actions. Instead as she landed she had wanted to do many things, punch him. Harm him, hit him or slap him, scream at him for vanishing and yet, even in her usually unstable mind, she couldn’t find the willpower to do any of these things, she had exhaled and then she had clenched her hand, and held back the emotions, she couldn’t let him in any further, it was dangerous, these emotions and feelings.

She would undoubtedly snap, if he left again . . If she was unable to quelch this strange habit she had of getting attached to people, it would most likely make her feel as if she was back in those times where she was just an insane individual who had not a care in the world. But. . this was tsubasa, and she had exhaled as she had stood there, looking across the distance, a distance which wasn’t far and yet had the feel to her as if there was some great divide between them, something she just didn’t know how to bridge just yet, which was why even though she had all these questions, even though she had so much she wanted to ask him, she just couldn’t figure out how to get the words out. Like .. Where did you go, how have you been, have you been staying safe? Why did you destroy your own family? What is your purpose now? Am i your friend or am i now your enemy? And yet with all those thoughts, all those questions it seemed she her body just wouldn’t allow her to ask them. There was a disconnect as she could only ask in a tone that was soft, and yet would carry the distance.

”..Why did you leave?”

She asked such a simple question, and yet there was many meanings behind it, and she stood there, waiting for the answer, so she could gauge just what she was going to do, just what changes had been made, and just where they both now stood. . . In this wide world, now the chasm. .It never had felt. . Well.

Never had felt bigger than it did now.

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Thu May 26, 2016 9:27 pm

Artist: Undertale OST - Song: Your Best Friend - Word Count: 914

“..”
Inami did not say much as she listened to the answer he gave, the demoness remaining calm and indifferent. As he explained the transition between sanity in insanity quite well she understood and she smiled. Sure he was powerful, more so than most ever had the right to be, and yet he himself wasn’t exempt from the downfall that stemmed from the instability of that fickle entity known as the mind, or at least she thought that was what it was. She thought back to how she had been, to how she had inadequately coped with how her own power rose to the heavens, and how it drove her to the very far reaches of her insanity, and in a way she could understand what he was saying, and yet on an even deeper level that she did not want to admit?
Well. . On that level she really had ceased to care about much of anything a very very long time ago, she just simply had been denying her demonic nature until it had rose violently, and restlessly to the surface. It had been happening more and more recently, first when she had been shot in the head in Australia. She had described in depth how it felt to have ones brain shot, now she was snickering on the inside at her mentor and friends internal struggle and was tasting the sweet sweet knowledge that with all that power he had, he was just as susceptible to snapping and going bat-shit insane, just as much as the rest of them.
So the absolutely neutral expression on her face caved as her lips twitched into a small smile, it wasn’t as if she didn’t care about this man, she did very much. Instead it was that even if she was good, just, and understanding she at her base nature, stripped and bared for the world to see, was vile, malevolent and disturbed, if drummed up to some tangible substance her true nature was akin to corrosive toxic sludge, and she wasn’t good enough to let it slide that he had simply vanished and she hadn’t been able to do anything to keep him from doing something rash, something even that could be considered stupid, and now? He was going to let some random stranger “fix” something in his head? The naïve side. . . of him . . it was cute. . adorable. . and . .

. . . .

Laughable.

So inami smiled as she hadn’t so much “walked” as it seemed she had teleported. It was a movement that was void of any flaws, any unnecessary movements, that style that she had failed to learn, she had turned into something different than the unabara’s signature style and yet. . It was on par with it in it’s own way. It was perfect in the regards to how it worked. Using the minimal amount of movements in a chain so devastating that it caused the user to be able to momentarily achieve acts which looked quite similar to teleportation. The only other change that could be noticed was as the mist cleared and inami’s fingers had tapped the shinigami’s chin pulling it upwards so she could peer down, was her appearance.

It was no longer that of a childs.

Her long multi-colored hair trailed down over the nape of her neck, while those dual hued pink and black eyes of hers studied the unabara taking in his own posture, his intent through the aura he was giving off and even right now she was taking in the environment around them. She smiled softly as she simply had enjoyed the fact that for now Tsubasa was here, and he was un-harmed, though with the path he was going down she did not know how long he would actually manage to stay that way. Yet she also had to think about his family if he would not. And such she’d say the words that while she didn’t want to be the one to say them, she knew she was going to do so none the less.

”..You know I told them I’d stop you, right?”

She said slowly as she arched a brow, her very being radiating power. Very much unlike when they had met last it was no longer chaotic and used poorly. It was calm and contained like an ocean and her eyes themselves would back up that strength. There was no doubt in that gaze of hers. It was merely the steely determination to get what needed to be done , well done despite the consequences, and yet her smile also showed that she was not going to be the one to back down so easily and such instead she had raised her hand and from it hellfire would behind to amass.
From it’s depths would come a sword cleaved of the blackest night, a section of space that was void of the dusty starlight. From it’s static shape the howl of souls would be audible, their banter setting the battlefield on edge while she didn’t seem to display hostility instead she would press the sword face down the tip buried in the ground while the thrumming power was increasing even more, yet the reason she came here was a very very different thing, as she got to see him, her heart had settled but still, she needed him because of his strength for a very real purpose, and these “Emotions” that she had for him could always be sorted out later and such she would begin to speak.

”..This is partially to fulfil that promise. . however it’s also because recently. . Well I’ve felt I’ve hit a wall that I need to overcome, I have always had my power regulated in “stages” and because of this the stronger I become the more insane I am, now that will not work now that I am a queen. Therefor tsubasa because I have done a favor for you, even if I have not done so for this reason. I ask a favor of you as well. “

She had pulled the blade of flame from the ground as she merely stared forward her words unflinching, as they where blunt and to the point. ”.. I need to get stronger, because for the dream you taught me was possible, an even higher plane of strength is needed. I must become strong enough that even if I become an enemy of all, I can make a nation where everyone can exist together, I must become an absolute power that shines in the midst of the darkness. I will protect your family, no matter what happens, however for now I need help, overcoming the gap to an even higher power. Because of that I need your help, once more. “

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Fri May 27, 2016 9:59 pm

Artist: Undertale OST - Song: Your Best Friend - Word Count: 914

“…Snrrk”
Everything honed in, her focused narrowed as she seemed to not even sense anything other than the sword in her hands. The individual droplets becoming clear in the air, and her breath was like thunder, her the change in the lighting subtle yet blaring in the focused state that she was in. The blade moved, level with her face, one elbow bent to pull the blade till it was next to her face, and in it she saw her reflection and she knew it, this wasn’t about being taught a lesson, this was something that she understood on an even more basic level, and so she had to focus to control that unruly power that she had been denying for so long, and after a moment the rumbling began as she drew on what wasn’t simply a “Form” or power, but the natural level of energy she had since long ago kept sealed inside herself in case it ran wild, in case she was unable to control it, as such even the unruly power of this man was not crushing or intimidating to this queen.

Instead the ground trembled, the channel of darkness within her corrupt and damned being bleeded forth from the vassal which was her corporeal form. As the shadows rose so did her power, so did the cursed power that ran through her veins, something that was not death energy but something entirely different, something darker something that was a power borne from a similar kind, only connected with the miasma of hell. Her horns began to grow and her expression remained neutral as her muscles did not give away anything, the subtle twitches where masked as her bodily manipulation masked them making this aspect of a swordsmans ability to sense the opponent pointless and then she had nudged and greeted the ground with her feet, bare toes digging into the craggy ground before she had let her dark eyes gleam, a flood of sensory information running through her as she had prepared and finally well there was little else to describe what she did other than she simply.. well..

She vanished in a burst of speed that Transcended what she normally was capable of , pushing her limits without any help from her zao-ka skill was needed, until she finally augmented combining that with her 60 sided lotus dance to allow her to reach speeds that within their short-distance was as close to teleportation as one probably could get, Yet to her everything was moving slow, the blade twirling around as her wrist arced, turning the flaming edge into an invisible blur of destruction. The first place was February known as the quickest blade. Next in an explosion of sound borne from the return stroke striking across her nails, this was March. The Screeching blade a sword-strike that exploded far beyond the confines of her sword’s reach, and as she continued she forced that forbidden power within her, the god of puppets to blossom, and with it she continued to get faster.

”..More.. More.. More.. More..More…More…”
The blades strikes began to rapidly compile onto each other, her feet a blur as she basically danced fluidly within the strokes of her blade, each angle matching together to weave a tapestry of sword-strikes that continued to wail and smash into each other, and more than that, she was forcing herself and her power to flourish, and with it? The speed and power of her sword strikes continued to grow, as if it was a slumbering monster waking up, so many strikes that it became hundreds, and then thousands that flew rapidly in perfect sync one blending seamlessly into the other, and yet that wasn’t what was the most surprising about it, no what was most surprising was her speed.

Each movement would continue to get faster as she was with singular will working on getting even faster and she wondered.. ”This wall.. what remains on the other side?..”

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