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Thor Blerster
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"There Is a Hell, Believe Me, and I’ve Seen It. There Is a Heaven, Let’s Keep It as a Secret."
THE BLADE AND ME
Chapter 1. Solitude
The outside of Hueco Mundo desert were never very well-lit. Except for the glowing moon in the place dark sky. In fact, the place probably would've been rather dank and dark if not for the moon which was hovering over the sky, like a candle lit in a dark space , where it was the only thing that provided illumination. We could never live in the place without illumination. It was a need after all. If not, we would never exist in this forsaken place.
As he walked he could see each tall pillar was tall and wide enough to let himself in towards it. Inside it was satisfactory. There was no one to be seen. Not even a soul. He let himself inside into a small room as he sat on the bed glancing towards the ope huge windows. From the moon towards the blade of silvery moonlight entered the outer passages of the massive fortress. A Beautiful setting for the artistic types and for those who could ignore the nightmarish creatures the wandered the desert expanse beyond the walls.
It was in a deserted corridor of Las Noches’ main wing that Stark had decided to settle for the evening. he`d practically sprawled himself out along the length of a lounge chair, his long legs crossed and resting casually over one curved arm of the seat, his upper back propped up against the other arm of the chair and supported by a pair of onyx pillows.
He’d drawn his Zanpakuto, the entire metallic length of it, and now with the hilt in one hand and a soft square of cloth in the other he was polishing it. As every other Shinigami whom actually cared for their Zanpakto more than their own life's, his Zanpakutou was not so important to him, but Udarsha cared for it nonetheless. However right now he took better care of it than he had ever bothered to was he bored or just going insane? Normally he’d have done such a task in his own quarters, within his territory, but he was damn bored there, with the sun hanging above. Th heat. He couldn't stand another fucking day in Karukura town, where he lived. And frankly, he preferred to come visit Hueco Mundo. And also, the way the blade of his Zanpakuto glinted under the light of the Hueco Mundo moon.
One could wonder however, how in the world did Udarsha even bother, it was a pain he agreed but it must be done, sooner or later, and he chose the first, away from his Home in the calmness before the storm, Udarsha just had this feeling as if something bad was going to happen soon enough, and it bothered him, so much he could not sleep. It was odd to say at the very least, though he was sick or something along those lines, and yet here he was polishing his Zanpakto like he had never polished it before, Udarsha started to doubt his own sanity now, he though that all the all the past visiting years within these walls must have finally caught up with him...
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