[MAIN STORY-LINE PRE EVENT] :: The Collapse of a World ::

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The desert of K-world was always quiet. Not this time of the year, though. It was going to be FAR from it. The Monsuta base was full of like, everyone being eager for being announced a meeting of the entire organisation. It wasn't going to be small, no way. This was the start of a war, Hakai knew it, Kin, Mana, Abaddon, everyone knew it. It was going to get real very quickly. Hakai had spent most of the morning in his room, preparing what he would say to everyone. What type of motivation he would give towards his subordinates. He was excited, very excited. Hakai smirked, the blinds covering his dark room opening. The monsuta base was spread out in a large area, over looking the base he could see people moving like ants. He took his glance towards the door then began walking towards it, grabbing his black studded jacket off the hook that was hung on a rack in his bedroom. The door slung open hard, whacking against the wall. Stepping out into the sun, Hakai looked around and smirked once again before he slipped into a Shunpo, going from everyone's site and re appearing at the Monsuta Meeting Hall.

The pure pressure of everyone being here at once was massive, different type's of reiatsu clashing. It was good, the Monsuta was strong right now. Just what they needed for such an all out attack... for the war and to take down the Vizard Corps above all. Hakai had everything mapped out in his head, his tactics, what he would assign everyone to do and how they would go about doing so. The main problem was if everyone agreed, hence the meeting. He was no idiot, he knew the other side would be strong, waiting for an attack at any moment. This meeting was to unify all alliances among K-world, bringing a joint effort. He wasn't going to let all his planning and ideas of attack go to waste, no way. He had big plans for everyone, he was about to share that. He needed everyone to cooperate, if not, they would be killed within an instant of even being among the presence of the Vizard Corps and their allies. Of course, their main focus was going to be Vizard Corps, that's Hakai's main vision. Crush one alliance and the rest come following, the domino effect.

He took a deep breathe, his head that was looking down now looking up as he pushed the meeting hall's doors open and stepped through. At the far end of the hall was a chair, a table in the middle while there were numerous amounts of chairs surrounding the table being able to fit a large number of people in there. Beside the main chair, was another one roughly the same size with skulls ripping off of it as a throne, Kaiedo's chair. He walked through the halls, hands in pockets of his black leather jacket and keeping his vision ahead. The walls were painted a very light silver, while the roof had a sort of reddish tinge to it. He reached his chair, sitting down and taking another deep breathe, then a sigh. This was going to be one interesting meeting. He needed everyone's opinions, tactics and maybe even how they can cooperate with the allied forces spread across different dimension and the globe of earth.

"One long day this is going to be... It's time we get this started, then."

Hakai pulled his fingers up to his mouth, placing two fingers under his tongue and letting out a large whistle, two guards standing outside of the hall rushing and and yelling 'YES SIR' towards Hakai, waiting for the orders. Hakai lifted his right hand, flicking his wrist and letting out a little side smile and saying softly...

"It's time."

The guards nodded in approval, both of them drawing their right hand and drawing unknown symbols in the air, symbols of a bakudo. This bakudo would relay a message to everyone in the surrounding area, giving them a message that would tell them to come to the meeting all immediately, inside their head.

Message being read out to everyone in the vecinity:

"Hakai has summoned all of you to come to the meeting hall at once, this meeting is top priority and should already know of it's taking place. Get here as soon as possible.

~ Hakai chikara."

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The Monsuta base was alive with activity.

War was on the horizon; everyone knew it, so everyone was preparing for it. Thus the recruits that had filled the Monsuta in recent months had all returned, and the base was overflowing with chaotic energies and personalities; like a hundred kinds of fish pushed into a too-small tank. There was some tension between people, but for the most part the air was heavy with a simpler tension. That tension was climaxing on this day; Hakai was calling a meeting. Everyone was to attend, to make their thoughts known on the course of the coming conflict. Everyone had their own reasons for wanting to go to war; some wanted chaos, some were just evil, and a few harbored grudges. Regardless of why, you would find few who were opposed to the thought of war. Everyone had their own way of killing time while they waited for the summons.

The second in command of the Monsuta read a book.

Kaiedo was not in his quarters, nor in the meeting room. Instead, he had found an unoccupied space against one of the walls of the base, facing out towards the desert. It was calming scenery to the Vizard; a reminder of all those quiet years spent in Hueco Mundo. If nothing else, those years had afforded him plenty of quiet to think, to read, and to listen to nothing in particular.

Kaiedo was dressed in his normal tan suit, his grey eyes scanning the lines of the journal he held. A passerby may not even notice the man sitting there; as was Kaiedo’s norm, he was releasing next to no spiritual pressure, a sharp contrast to the veritable white noise of energies fluctuating in the base behind him. To those not in the know, they might fail to realize that the second strongest member of the Monsuta was sitting there, or even in their presence.

He turned another page in the journal as he heard the message come to mind. So, Hakai had finally decided to call the meeting to begin. Kaieod pulled a small blue bookmark and placed it on the page he had finished reading on. Then he closed the small brown journal and slid it into a pocket inside his coat. As he started to stand, a strange rattling noise rose up from next to him. Next to him lay an ornate sword, its hilt and scabbard done with bits of bone over the dark brown wood. The blade rattled in its sheath of its own accord. Gekimetsu, his Zanpaku-tou spirit, was hungry for a fight. Even his inner spirits could detect the oncoming conflict. He reached down and picked the blade up, holding the blade still.

Then he vanished with a simple Shunpo. Even using this ability, he released so little energy it all but faded into the background energies floating about the base. A second step carried him through the doors, and he came to a halt in his own chair in near silence. Several of those who had not been paying attention may even have missed his arrival. Even in this company he didn’t bother to let off any spiritual pressure, though several of those in attendance would well know what kind of power he held that had let him hold his position this long.

It seemed that several high profile members had already arrived; their Front Line’s Leader and Black Ops Leader in addition to the Royal Guard Lieutenant who was presumably filling in for the leader. Of course, Hakai was also present; he looked pleased as he waited for the rest to arrive. Apparently Miss Gale had gone and made lunches for the meeting, and Mr. Arjan was looking for his free food.

So, all this time and yet no input on this turn of events from the Stoic Onslaught? He liked the idea; in many ways the Monsuta had been playing a backseat role in most of the conflicts that had taken place in the recent year. Beyond the lack of recognition however, few of the goals of the organization or its members were being pursued with their lack of involvement. Hakai knew this though, and it was obvious that he was taking steps to prepare to change it. Unlike many leaders, he wanted the input of his fellow members on battle plans and objectives. His personal objectives did not exactly lie with the direction that Hakai was aiming; Kaiedo had little personal involvement or issue with the Vizard Corps. They were nothing more than an obstacle, and enemy to be crushed and left in their wake.

That was of little consequence, however. Kaiedo’s goals laid more in line with K-World in some respects; his anger was focused on Soul Society more than Earth or the Vizard Corps. That said, his loyalty was to the Monsuta; why? The answer to that question he had never stated; some said because of how he and Hakai had met, some said it was because he had some kind of grand scheme. One or two had even voiced the idea that he was a spy. Of course the last was unfounded and untrue. He simply had never found a reason to explain why he held loyalty to this rag-tag group of destructive misfits.
”How long do you wish to wait to begin the meeting proper?” he asked, the question directed to Hakai as he broke his silence for the first time since entering the room.

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