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"The Mass Murderer of Soul Society....." It had been so long since he heard that name but though that nickname faded his reputation for his past did not and mostly if not all of SS would try to kill him if they could but it was always and unsuccessful feat, nearly rivaling that of the current CC he was always one to come out with loads of surprises and with a reputational background like his it was not hard to show such surprise, but he was just too lazy to make a stand and try to kill the cc
But here he was in kagamino city, the tree's didn't feel as comfortable, nor did much of anything else it was a different feel and a different place but he needed to get his exercise in since he began to smoke, didn't want to bring down his stamina but then again he wasn't exactly alive to worry about his health the only thing that could really give him bad health is his death but that was a very highly unlikely thing
He had gotten some coffee earlier that tasted okay but he gave a simple shrug about its texture and moved on grabbing a few donuts along the way he was a real fattie but what did he care, the wind seemed to give a nice breeze giving his purple locks a good wave with the wind he had looked down to his shirt and seen that bloodstains had still haunted his purple shirt and he went back to remembering what happened to the victims he had taken during his time in a darker age but alls well that ends well he figured since it was not he causing such a thing then it was not he who comitted the crime but yet he was fully aware, he shook such thoughts before going to find a tree to lay down on and get some good rest finally.
But here he was in kagamino city, the tree's didn't feel as comfortable, nor did much of anything else it was a different feel and a different place but he needed to get his exercise in since he began to smoke, didn't want to bring down his stamina but then again he wasn't exactly alive to worry about his health the only thing that could really give him bad health is his death but that was a very highly unlikely thing
He had gotten some coffee earlier that tasted okay but he gave a simple shrug about its texture and moved on grabbing a few donuts along the way he was a real fattie but what did he care, the wind seemed to give a nice breeze giving his purple locks a good wave with the wind he had looked down to his shirt and seen that bloodstains had still haunted his purple shirt and he went back to remembering what happened to the victims he had taken during his time in a darker age but alls well that ends well he figured since it was not he causing such a thing then it was not he who comitted the crime but yet he was fully aware, he shook such thoughts before going to find a tree to lay down on and get some good rest finally.