The Gatekeeper and the Wolf of Wan

Sun Sep 03, 2017 1:28 pm

Verathius Mischevang

The Forgotten One

Enter The Lost Mischevang

He'd not been here since the invasion so long ago. It had been a time since he'd come into the Lands of the Gotei. Soul Reapers, they looked down on them his people. And to an extent, they weren't wrong as he found himself a rock and sat down. He was letting his spiritual pressure flow naturally, though not directly releasing his reiatsu. "Verathius, do you think it's a good idea to come here?" Kurama asked questioningly beneath the clothing as a sword smashed over Verathius's head. The black splintered and broke into several pieces. "I think it's fine Kurama, we came here for some air and mostly to relax." He said ignoring the Shinigami trying to strike him down. They were, of course, taking an active role given his position and the number hidden in his clothing. When blades failed some went for kido and that was interesting. Crimson lights flew into his torso doing nothing in terms of damaging the bunker of a hollow. " But don't you think it's rude of us to come here? I mean we are on the blacklist so to speak." Kurama said voicing his concern of his owner's choice slightly.

VErathius sat looking thoughtful for a moment as he dusted himself off. They were a rather strong bunch to keep tossing attacks at him. "Kurama, we can't stay inactive anymore or hidden by their shadows. The hollows are becoming less than dogs to demons, something must change. He said as a fist struck him in the chest and one on his head. The people jumped back with broken hands among other injuries to their arms. He sighed looking towards the Shinigami now with his eyes. "We are having a conversation of some importance, I'll ask you quiet down a bit." He sent his arm outwards to the side sending a shockwave out blasting the Shinigami around him away. Verathius, brother to Rose and Ashlei. The Gatekeeper who stood at the door to Hueco Mundo. He'd guarded and protected hollows peaceful way of life.

Now he fell in line or fell on the blade. Nagato, Ashlei, and even Rose. They were all special people who were leaders and could do something. They could bring something to the table. He didn't have an idea of how to do it. He gently reached up pulling down his mask slowly from his face. He'd changed a lot and he could see it in himself as he looked into the water. Verathius Mischevang that was who he was, but he'd not done anything with his name or his prowess. He sat quietly behind them and did nothing. His people fell further into both K-World and Shadowfall's loop and path. What about their own lives and neutrality in things. They were as much alive and being as both of them. He exhaled a soft sigh as Kurama remained silent beneath his cloak. It would seem they wouldn't be able to have peaceful thoughts here. He'd need to do some things before he could begin this thing in earnest. Was he willing to bet on his body and strength to lead them? That was the question at hand for him.

Was he willing to take a King in the land of Demon World? To make the Hollows stand tall and proud again. To defend their life and stop being just a Gatekeeper. But to be something more, to be a Conqueror of all who challenge them. This current level of prowess wouldn't' do at all, he needed to grow even more.