Diplomatic; Visit to Korea

Korea. This place has been through some turbulent times throughout history, first having been split when it was ran by pure bred humans with one half being controlled by man-children and the other a budding government. Yet, when they reunited it wouldn't be under a democratic banner but the banner of one of the most expansive empires within the multi-dimensional fabric: K-World. At least that was the shortened version of the name.

When Hayden arrived from plane, which was more for formality reasons so they would have time to greet if they so wished- he did send a message alerting them he would be visiting southern Korea on behalf of Vastime, he had to compliment the rather expansive city structure he could even see from the landing port. But in his head he would yet to make a solid opinion, he had at one point heard the tale that K-world sought a better life for their citizens and earth; but their methods where far to radical to be out right supported. Yet, before he could call them truly enemies he needed to understand them perhaps some level of compliance could be reached or in the best outcome they rallied against shadow fall's encroaching forces.

As the Royal Guardsman attached to Hayden's detail opened the door Hayden brown eyes could only scan the area wondering who would come to meet the King- or if they felt he needed to not be met. Both spoke volumes but Hayden's ego wasn't large enough where he felt he needed to be greeted in every country he entered. This nation would soon reveal their secrets to him one way or another, he just hoped today would not become a war incarnate. So as he walked down foot after foot, his suit tailor'd to his body with the only strange accessory being the red sash which held his Zanpakatou to his body.

The weather was about one of the few things which would always remain good in this place, in it's time he had changed hands from one dictatorial family to another- with the hopes of prosperity in sight. To the credit of the Kokuryuteshi they had done what was regarded as a huge change for the once broken nation, turning it into a economic and militaristic power house. Much as Vastime had done to the entirety of Africa, to discredit K-Worlds drive and production rate would be a foolish mistake, a fatal one in the future. It was the reason why as Hayden eyes fell upon the young woman, the young king coffee eyes taking in the site of the soldiers and her own unique features held a easy smile on his lips. Today was going to segway into the next few months most likely.

"Not many people in my position are willing to be candid and honest about the power of our... neighbors." The male spoke with a light smile on his face, his hands behind his back clasping each other as he stood at his odd height of five foot eleven, some thing many people have commented doesn't fit him. Despite being still relatively tall people often commented he was shorter in person a constant source of amusement for himself, yet still standing relatively tall over the new girl. Appearances he had learned, could be extremely deceiving.

"You know my name, but I have not been informed of your own. My soldiers will keep their distance, they are simple observers for the time being." Hayden explained as he followed the girl, his entourage making sure and well to keep away evidently eyeing the K-world soldiers as if some unspoken sizing up contest was happening. They stood in such a manner which seemed flexible yet rigid, firm yet yielding to the ways of this new place. They knew that at a moments notice this friendly encounter could turn into a trap thus their eyes where focused on every single action taking place within proximity of the leader of the freeworld.

Never the less Hayden would follow the woman, his hands behind his back in a formalistic manner with a mellow smile on his lips. If there was to be any sort of agreement or resolution reached today then there was no reason to be so stiff and rigid in the coming moments. It was best to see the situation as what it was: a potential friendship or rivalry.

"Seoul has changed since I last saw it in person or heard of it. When I had last visited this nation I was but a pup of war in my human days. It is good to see the improvement, you have taken a second rate power and turned into something which cannot be ignored." The sudden shift in his tone, the way his mocha color'd eyes just briefly turned more focused on her at the mentioning of how they could not be ignored was enough to stress the gravity of his visit. If there was something which should be noted that he knew the importance of not dismissing the power of others, instead a simple acknowledgement could go a long way.

"Frankly, I'm past patiently waiting. I think your family is too, I think it's best we address the issue at hand; you asked why I came here?" The male repeated their question as the mellow smile turned to one which was fueled with ambition, one which was teetering on the edge between friendly and antagonistic. "I want K-World to break their alliance with Shadowfall, I'm not going to pitch the idea of us being friends- we're far too similar and different in all the wrong ways. But the fact of the matter is: Shadowfall is a host onto it's self and a cancer neither of our ultimate goals can support on earth."

If the air of Korea could become anymore tense with the words dropped, each one carrying the full weight of Hayden's refined ambition but also the will of people. He was a man who was trying to find a way to save the world, if he was right or wrong would be determined by historians in the future when they looked on this day. But in this moment, this moment of life they where balancing the soft balance of the world. She was a royal just as he was, both of them seeking to save the world in their own right while managing one outta three of the most expansive empires on earth.

"If I have to say one last thing, if my words a second ago compel you to ask me to leave: I carry my colors proudly, when you speak to me you're speaking to Vastime. But if I need to I'll step down from my throne and let you speak to the man who carved his place in this world- bloody slash after bloody slash."

What did that mean? Was it a threat? That was up to her to decide but there was something honest about the way he spoke, it wasn't an insult persay but more of a glimpse into what he truly was. You strip away all the medals, you strip away all the words, and you truly examine who he was then you might understand. Those who fought against Hayden, those who stood beside him or against him where the ones who knew him. If the girl needed to remove all the noble flavor, if the girl needed to see the true man who led Vastime; then she would see the Greek conqueror who was every bit dedicated to winning this coming war.