Knowledge is Key

[Ghost Fenyx]

Ghost was feeling good he was feeling lucky. Not many people could do what he did and live to tell the tell. He just came back from a mission where he and other Quincy went to the homeland.
By homeland he meant the land of Hollows. Now he was feeling some type of way.

But time and time again he would see this strange monster like things. They were called no they are called Hollow. These creatures from his understanding are to be wiped out. As they are a threat to his world and his kind. Ghost never knew he was a Quincy.

He never truly knew nothing else existed but humans. Hell he went to sleep a human and woke up a Quincy.
Now he is in a war where it seems to be never ending. But he truly dislike violence if anything. He wanted this war to end he wanted to meet this being they are to FOLLOW. He wanted to belong someplace somewhere. Now is his chance now is his time.

Ghost would need to do things he would need to be a thing. If he is to get recognized by the elites of his new race.
Ghost would he standing by a path way. As he was going to go back to the land of Hollows. They called it something like Hueco Mundo. The world of the Hollows.

But he needed to know more. He needed to know what drove the Hollow to cause such destruction if anything.
This is the idea he have held in his mind for quite some time. Now all he had to do was wait for this new Quincy he is to team up with for this mission. This should be quite the show if anything.

[Victor Krunerle]

Victor Krunerle stepped into view, white hair gleaming under the ambient light like a halo of brilliance. Though he looked young, his pale eyes held a frenetic energy that bordered on mania. Each step he took seemed calculated yet whimsical, as if he were a composer hearing an unheard symphony with each footfall. His attire was a mélange of modern tactical wear and old-world elegance; think combat boots paired with a Victorian-era frock coat, festooned with pouches containing vials and peculiar instruments.

"Ahh, so you must be the fellow Quincy I've been so eagerly told about, ja?" His voice was a gravelly mix of curiosity and excitement, tinged with a German accent. He studied Ghost from head to toe, as if assessing a fascinating new specimen. He extended his hand offering a handshake with a confident smile "A marvelous coincidence, don't you agree? Two souls brought together by the compelling allure of danger and the insatiable thirst for knowledge!"

Victor's eyes twinkled with interest. "I gather you've been pondering the Hollows, their unpredictable tendencies, and the mystery shrouding their world, have you not?" His hand instinctively went to a bizarre gadget hanging from his belt—somewhere between a crossbow and a large syringe. "Fear not, mein Freund, for our journey shall be one of scientific exploration intermingled with the thrill of combat! A veritable odyssey in a world suspended between reality and the supernatural! Thrilling!"

He paused for a moment, breathing in the air deeply, as though savoring an exotic fragrance. "Do you feel it? The air is thick with anticipation, like the charged atmosphere that forebodes a tempest. We stand on the threshold of groundbreaking discoveries, my friend. Revel in it!" Victor's eyes, bright with an almost feverish glow, turned towards the pathway that led into the shadowy realm of Hueco Mundo. "So, shall we commence our expedition? The curtains rise, the players take their positions, yet the script remains delightfully unwritten. Come, let us stride into the world of Hollows and partake in the unraveling of mysteries that await us!"

[Ghost Fenyx]

As he watched the person who was to be his partner on this mission.
Ghost could not put his finger on it. But the way he talked and sounded it was quite something. But alas they were as different as night and day. But being Quincy who served the emperor they were on the same side at the end of it.

Ghost would be ready to go back to the to the place. The place where the Hollow come from. It was there own world and it was crazy as it sounded. He was not one to talk but he did in fact know what this meant. It was a life or death mission and the last time he was here. He was with a team and they had a hollow ending contest.

But now it was only two of them. But then again Ghost was much weaker back then. He has grown quite the while and that's what he wanted to know. Just how powerful he can become. Just how powerful is the most powerful hollow? Ghost is going to the world of the Hollow. So that he can discover the answer to this very question.

As he looked at him he would say in respond to the wrong name calling. "No it's not I am Ghost so call me Ghost." As he stood up. He would start to walk towards the portal as he would then say. "Alright lets go let's see what this world holds for us."

Stepping inside the portal like thing. Ghost would end up right in the land of the hollow. It was a long dry sea of sand and Ghost truly did not like it. He often wonder how did this place even work. It was kinda crazy to him. But as he kneel down. He would put his hand in the sand. As he picked some up it would pour though his hand. A smile would come over his face and he would then say out loud.
"So they are force to call hell home how sad can that be.