Return from Hades
The large pale feet of a tall ominous figure crunch down into the cool ivory sands of hueco mundo as it stares down at the small kingdom that is las noches. Ever since the fall of aizen, the halls of that mable palace has been all but vaccant, filled with nothing but memories of what used to be. An unusually strong gust of wind blows against the figure knocking the hood of his desert cloak revealing a scared face, pale as the devils ghost and occupied by a melevolent yet calm scowl. It is the ghost of Las Noches, Senshu Yamaguchi,back to claim what is rightfully his after six months of absence. The arrancar stands at the top of the sandy white hill to look and try to find his destination but as he does, he thinks back on what has happened since his departure.His goatee seems to have grown into a full beard because of his long absence. He thinks about what he has discovered and what he now remembers. Aizen. The shinigami that brought the arrancar into the modern age. The thought of this man fills Senshu with what can best be described as pure and utter indiference. The soul reaper took him in and basically guided his evolution personally. But at the same time, he is the man responsible for his forgotten memories, for taking his identity, but thats a story for another time..
Yamaguchi continues to search until he locates what he is looking for, thetime has come.
Aizen. That fool became too engrossed in his own power. It became intoxicating to him and made him underestimate the abilities of his opponents. His goals were too miniscule..Soul society.The spirit King. I do not wish to limit myself with such simple goals..Univeral Domination. That is the true path to greatness, to divinity......The wind blows , causing senshus desert cloak to flap against the aira bit.
"Soon all will kneel before God.."Yamaguchi flaps his hood back over his bald head and begins to slowly tread down the hill and over to the las noches castle.As he walks his rieatsu radiates around him. It is humid and suffocating like a poisonous gas and like maggots burrowing into flesh to the touch. It is the personifacation of Greed. Over the past six months Yamaguchi has grown substantially in power. While before he could not even activate ressurerccion he has now tapped into an even greater power. He is on the path to immortality, and it feelsabsolutely orgasmic. Finaly at a small open entryway, Senshu steps inside, walking past an open garganta. He continues to walk, looking at no one and only focusing on the old rustic rieatsu he senses. He comes up to a door that appearsto have some sort of key pad. Senshu calmly holds up one of his claw-like hands to claw at the door with one swipe creating a hole. He then holds up his other hands and slowly rips open a small entry for himself. He steps through it, ignoring everyone else and not even waiting for permision to walk up to the ancient one. With one move he swipes off the protective sand poncho covering the majority of his body to reveal His nearly naked body, covered only by a bloody tattered loin cloth. The blood red tribal tattoo that crawls down his face appears to also snake across his torso and over to his back. His entire body is covered in scars, so many that is actually looks like a painting. He glares at the ancient one directly into his eyes, aware that he is blind but indifferent about it. He only shows his normal unmoving scowl as he turns around to show his back to the ancient arrancar. He rotates his left shoulder blade a bit before speaking with his deep rugged voice n a low tone.
"there.."Senshu Yamaguchi stands in silence, waiting for the ancient one to tat his left shoulder blade.
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