Post by Kyomei Kuchiki on Sept 14, 2014 10:51:07 GMT -5
END MISSION 3
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START MISSION 4
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START MISSION 4
Zeich's ash entered the lock slowly, probing the tumblers gently just to see how it feeled. As the rough Shikai poked and prodded eventually one of the pegs would click into place and he'd move on to the next one. When he had finished having his way with the lock and it was completely undone, he turned the knob and moved past the door, its purpose fulfilled for him. The Shinigami passed through the door, which had a hinge that slammed the entryway behind him. Past that initial door was a small white hallway, and if he turned, he'd notice there was no doorknob on this side, nor any reasonable way to open up the door he had just come through.
The hallway was devoid of any furnishings or markings. There were no windows (they were underground, what would they be good for?), no art, nor even a stray hair. The entire passageway was completely spotless, as if no one was allowed to pass through it, thus it was never soiled. On the other side, approximately ten feet from Zeich was another door, but this one wasn't locked. It was slightly ajar, as if welcoming the Third Seat. Upon entering that final threshold, the Soul Reaper would see the true nature of the Masters.
The door led into a very large room reminiscent of a bedroom. There were small furnishings in a corner, as well as a cot for sleeping. However, that was where the resemblance to a room with a human purpose ended. It seemed more like an asylum isolation room, due to the insanity scribbled on the wall. Gibberish in every alphabet known to human kind was penned on the wall in shining blood, and two women were chained to one of the walls, tubes letting their "ink" drip into buckets for the use of the Masters.
The Masters themselves sat upon a throne at the center of the far wall, looking at the new arrival. This cowboy looking man had a blank stare, and his eyes seemed dim and lifeless. When he talked, his mouth moved awkwardly and without great control. [smear:990000]"Welcome to our humble Palace.[/smear:66FF33][smear:66FF33] For the last few days you have been[/smear:990000][smear:990000] a thorn in our sides."[/smear:66FF55] The cowboy's head turned sideways, nearly at a ninety degree angle as the speaking suddenly stopped. A hesitating pause followed before there were more words. "No, there is no more time for games. You have been a thorn in my side."
A bit of black blood spattered the throne behind the man as something tore out of his back. Bone white claws grasped the shoulders of the cowboy and the head of a skeletal dragon emerged from the cowboy's back. "I am the Master. This is my puppet. This body is mine to control, for I won the battle of the soul many years ago. You have angered me, Shinigami, and then have come into my home. You shall not see the light of day ever again." The Masters were revealed to be a Shinigami who had lost the fight with his Inner Hollow, the dark creature taking over his soul and controlling his very action and existence. How would Zeich react?
OOC: Stats will be next post