In His World:Will I Matter

[Ghost Fenyx]

Name:[/u] [In His World:Will I matter]

Participants:[/u] [Ghost and Lucien Dantes]

Location:[/u] [Gerneral Karakura] 

Difficulty Level[/u] [Medium] 

Threat Level:[/u] [DP] 

Plotline:[/u] [Ghost still questioning his role in Quincy's life. Will be surrounded by hollows. He will meet one of the most famous Quincy there are and the tale will go from there. 

Estimated Enemy Strength:[/u] [Fair] 

Estimated Time Until Completion:[/u] [2] 

Starts:[/u] [Now] 

Special Conditions:[/u] [N/A] 

[Ghost Fenyx]

As he started at the clear blue sky. Ghost would be playing under an oak tree. It was one of his favorite things to do. He was no stranger to peace not no stranger to danger. But if he had to choose it would be peace.
As he was a lazy son of a gun. As he took out his cigar he would light it up. Taking a long inhale. He would exhale the smoke.
These were not regular basis tobacco fill papers. These were carefully made herbs to bigger one's health.
As he stood up he would start to stretch out his body and yawn a bit. As he looked around he would start his day walking down the hill. Right up until he got a clear view of the sidewalk. As he started to walk home he would look around and see the smiling people. Their smiles were happy and all that.

"But would they truly be happy if they knew what was in the dark?" he would let out smoke and then kept on going. "I pass my day up every day. Once I leave my house not knowing if I would make it back alive or not. So far I've been good and on an eighteen-year winning streak. Seeing as I made it home since picking up my bow. People don't truly know how lucky they are to make it home not too well and not have to fight a soul king forgotten soul. Hollows is what I'm talking about.
Not many people are even aware that they exist." As he made it home he would put out his custom-made cigar. Soon enough he would open his door and walk inside it. As time went on he would get ready for his day. As he put on his all-white Quincy suit. As he looked in the mirror he would put a slight but happy and sad smile on. "Every night I go out and about to hunt those damn things down. Without a care in the world and that's the point. I do not care I feel like this is a waste of time. My grandmother told me stories of the Quincy and even a king I never get to see. Hell, I never even met another Quincy for as long as I could remember. I guess that's just the life I live and whatnot."

Soon he would watch the sunset. As he gathers his bow. Ghost would then open and window and jump out. It was time to go on the hunt if anything.
Soon enough he would be walking for a good forty minutes until he came across an area. "Hollows have been in this area for quite some time. It's best if I look around here. I wonder if there will be anything new here?" As he said that before he knew it he would see a ten-foot-tall, Hollow. It towered over him and Ghost would not be impressed. As he pulled out his bow. He would soon notice that he was surrounded by at least twenty-five hollows. "Just like that, my life was about to change. But how in the world them they surround me like this?" It was show time but will he make it out alive?


Notes it is currently a 1vs25

[Lucien Dantes]

After the meeting with the Captain of the Eleventh Division, Lucien took some time to reflect on the encounter. No blows had been struck, but Lucien had still come away with very useful information. There was no hope for Kimiko Nakajima. A good woman, Lucien was sure. A good person. One that in a kinder world would have flourished. This was not such a world. More to the point, she was principled and incredibly stubborn. The sort of woman Lucien was confident he could lure into a trap. And for all her strength and her impressive spiritual abilities, it seemed she lacked a reliable way to immediately cut down an opponent-- the Hollow she had fought had suffered many wounds, and from their conversation he hadn't gained the impression she would have drawn out the fight needlessly. Ah yes. And she was fast. If a Vandenreich attack came against her, he would need to account for that.

That wasn't to say Lucien was so absorbed in his thoughts he failed to keep an eye on his surroundings. When Twenty Five Hollows emerged, Lucien could hardly fail to recognize this. The Vandenreich strode in the direction of the multiple forms of reiatsu. The Shinigami are quicker than I give them credit for. But it seems they're still a bit sloppy. Although Lucien had exceptional vision, he did not need his eyes to see the Hollows. Still, he had to be cautious about bystanders. Unlike Shinigami, Lucien could not hold the excuse of being invisible to those untested in the spiritual arts. He would need to find a good place to snipe from.

True, it was getting dark, but people were still present nonetheless. Lucien slipped around the back of a building, still adorned in the suit he'd spoken to Kimiko in. The Vandenreich always took efforts to look his best! Using the naturally dense reishi of the Human World, Lucien climbed the air itself to the roof of the building. There. That would be sufficient. Lucien focused into the distance, and he could even see a few of the Hollows moving, distant though they were. They seemed unaware of his presence just yet. That wouldn't last for long, but even at this range, they may not recognize him as a threat. Plenty of time to thin the herd.

Lucien focused his senses and summoned his black bow to his hands. He drew back the bowstring. While it was within his capacity to notch up to five arrows at a time, he rarely did so except at extreme close range. Lucien was a precise warrior. Scattering shots wildly over a large area was not his interest, and he always sought to keep the damage from his battles to a minimum. A single arrow at a time would suffice. Lucien focused on all aspects of his archery. Much of it had become second nature to him by this day, but he nonetheless always strove for perfection in his technique. He had to be more than just his power. Stance, posture, even breathing. All things must be controlled, and it seemed his coughing fit in his conversation with Kimiko earlier had cleared his lungs at least for the time being.

"Rest peacefully in oblivion." Lucien intoned, and loosed his first arrow. Then his second. Then his third. Each one a bolt of brilliant blue, like lightning, as Lucien unleashed a storm of deadly javelins that slashed the sky, and each one aimed at the Hollow's heads or hearts. Airborne Hollows or those tall enough that Lucien had sufficient angle to target their heads, even from nearly six hundred meters away would receive the Emperor's Mercy, Lucien's arrow piercing through them and detonating, in a brilliant blue-white explosion. Were these common, or even above average Hollows, they would be killed instantly by this attack. They certainly weren't Gillian class. It was not impossible they were Adjuchas, but Lucien doubted it. Indeed, anything less than an Adjuchas was condemned to die immediately by Lucien's arrows.

Unfortunately, at this moment, Ghost's reiatsu was too weak for Lucien to pick apart from an ordinary human, especially in the den of Hollows that he confronted. And at this range, Lucien could not accurately see him either. Nonetheless, his bow would make short work of Ghost's attackers, unknown or not.

Reiatsu Remaining: 8500/10,000 (Up to potentially twenty five Class four arrows, plus detonation on contact; -1500 reiatsu, will adjust depending on events of next post, and if Lucien was unable to get a bead on any of the Hollows)

[Ghost Fenyx]

As he was pointing his bow and trying to form his arrow.
It was then that he saw more and more of the hollow disappear. But it was not his doing that was doing that. It was not his arrows that gave out the final blow and this confused him.

What was this that he is was sensing? Was such a power even real? Ghost would by the grace of the emperor not be strucked. As the arrows that was coming down was sky high before they hit the hollow. This gave him time to react in more ways then one.
Ghost would in fact use the bodies of the hollow to get away from the incoming arrows. But this arrows. Something was different about them. They was for better or worse a lot more powerful then what Ghsot had in store. Such arrows would mean that there were a few Quincy around.

But how many were there. As it was way too many arrows fired off for just one Quincy to do. With all the Hollows no more. That would mean that it was at least five others. As it was an arrow each that took down the hollow. Looking on he would see that there was one Hollow still standing.
Just as he pointed his bow at it. The Hollow would crash down and fade away.

Ghost was with all due respect dumb founded at this moment. As he truly did not know what was going on. That is when he would say out loud. "Yoooooooo, who is out there expose y'all self. Please I must know the meaning of y'all stealing my kills. I must know if y'all was assigned to this area as well?" Ghost would look on and await the answer. He just prayer that they were friendly and not a foe.

[Lucien Dantes]

Perfect accuracy. As he had drilled hundreds of times in the yard, Lucien's arrows had struck true, and detonated. To those spiritual inclined the force of his reiatsu would have been deafening, sufficient to drive many to their knees. This was what it meant to face one of His Majesty's Knights. ....No, not yet. Lucien almost smiled at his desires getting away from him. He was no Knight of the Emperor yet. He was merely a soldier. A very, very good soldier. But a soldier only. Only when he bore the letter of a Sternritter, would he permit himself to be called a Knight of the Vandenreich.

But it would not do to be lazy. Lucien intended to be thorough. He intended to confirm his kills, and so the Vandenreich slipped and jumped from rooftop to rooftop at high speeds, crossing the vast distance between himself and his targets within a few minutes. Once he arrived, Lucien paused to take in the moment. He closed his eyes, and opened his mind. His ability to sense reiatsu-- a skill well honed by practice, discerned nothing. His ears picked up no ragged breaths of dying Hollows. He felt no tremors in the ground beneath him, nor disturbances in the air. Yes indeed. The creatures were gone now.

But his ears did pick up another sound, and Lucien's golden eyes opened. His head gracefully and smoothly turned to look at the speaker. Whoever it was did not speak with eloquence or grace in their voice, but that was the way of the world today, he supposed. Their power was feeble compared to his own. The Vandenreich Captain-Supervisor descended from above to see this one on the ground. So weak was his spiritual power that Lucien had failed to notice it at first. Now indeed, the Vandenreich could see that this man was somewhat stronger in soul than the average human, though it was slight.

But there were the words themselves, which caused Lucien to bristle ever so slightly. "Stealing my kills". As if the taking of aa life was something to be sought out, rather than avoided. "Those Hollows were much more powerful than you are. They would have killed you." Lucien replied solemnly. In truth as well, he had taken no pleasure in killing those Hollows. It was an act of necessity, not malice. They would go out to harm others, and so to prevent that, Lucien had taken action. He could only take solace in the knowledge that he had executed them all as quickly as possible-- so swiftly in fact, that he suspected some may not have had the time to even experience pain. That would be ideal. One's final moments should not be in fear.

"As for my purpose here, I'm afraid I have no duty to inform you of that." He added. Indeed, Lucien was not adorned in his Vandenreich uniform, though he still carried his bow. He did not look the part of the Emperor's army at this moment. While he was quite obviously a spiritual being (and to one with the ability to sense spiritual power, clearly an overwhelmingly powerful one), his allegiance was not likely to be discerned simply at a glance.

[Ghost Fenyx]

All well ended well is what they usually say. But that was said when things worked out in your favor. As of right now however Ghost just did not know.
Maybe claiming the kills were a bit much. Then again at this rate he had his fair share of trouble.

Still waiting to see who took down all these hollow in a mere moment.
He would have his bow still aiming. Abeit it was shaking just a but before he gather his bravery again. But then the lone for the fighter would reveal himself and thus Ghost had more questions then ever.

No team there was no team. It was only a single person. He was the one that took down all these hollow with no effort. On that note he claims that Ghost would have been killed by such a large group of Hollow. Could he also see into the future? It was faint but Ghost could feel it just a bit. A spiritual power unlike no other.

Who ever this guy is he was no joke. As he looked around to see if they were along they were. He would then eye the person up and down to scan him. Trying to get a better understanding of whom this guy was. But how he spoke to Ghost. Saying he could not tell him the reason he was here. The thing is he was here and Ghost could see him.

Just like Ghost he was not dressed up in his uniform today. However he did have a bow and that is how Ghost realized he was a Quincy as well. But such power was not heard of. Ghost would did slowly but surely step back in a safety manner. As he would then say to the strange person before him.

"So a secretive guy are we and that's ok. More people should be like you. But that still does not explain who you are of where you came from. If you want I will go first and please be alert at all times. This is a high area for Hollow activities. But my name is Ghost and I am a Quncy and slayer of Hollow. I am task on keeping the peace from such beings. Now then who are you and please where did you come from? Last thing Ghost would say to him. Where is the rest of your team. Surely it was not you who did all this. If so then how could one be so powerful?"

[Lucien Dantes]

Lucien raised an eyebrow in response to Ghost's statement. "I carry no secrets but the Emperor's." He replied curtly. "I am Captain Supervisor Lucien, of the Dantes family, servant of his Majesty." He answered Ghost's introduction. He took a moment to focus deeper as Ghost presented his own name. Yes, there it was, the flicker of familiar reiatsu, but it seemed he spoke true, this was a Quincy whom Lucien was speaking to, now that the Vandenreich's attention had been drawn to the similarities. Hmm. Curious. His bewilderment suggested he was not of the Vandenreich, that was clear, for while Lucien could not claim to be a household name, there was no way the Vandenreich would send a Quincy so feeble into the field. Therefore he was an uninitiated Quincy. Lucien would have to choose his words carefully, as Free Quincy had many varying experiences with the Vandenreich and for many of them, it was not pleasant interactions.

"It appears you are indeed my kin." Lucien stated, affirming his notice of Ghost's nature. "I came as an emissary of his Majesty, with no need for others in my unit. As for my strength, it is a gift of his Majesty. Power I have been fated to possess, power that all who serve his Majesty might attain, or greater. Strong though I am, my power pales in comparison to the Sternritter of his Majesty, or, of course, my lord The Emperor himself." He replied. Strength that Lucien had cultivated through rigorous training and exercise, but to the fatalist-minded Lucien that part was irrelevant. Lucien possessed this power because he was meant to, and it would not have mattered if he had trained or not, he would possess it one way or another.

As for Ghost's statement, Lucien was somewhat dubious of the claim that he had bested Hollows in the past, at least those of the caliber that had just appeared. Perhaps a weak Hollow, and with some effort, but it seemed to Lucien's sharp eyes and spiritual senses, that Ghost was only slightly stronger than a regular human. Hm. But perhaps there was more to him than spiritual senses and sight alone could tell.

"And you? Are you familiar with his Majesty's Vandenreich? You speak of slaying Hollows, but your power does not seem that much greater than that of a normal person. How is it that you strike down Hollows?" The officer inquired.

[Ghost Fenyx]

"Majesty's Vandenreich and slightly stronger then a regular human.... You say that as if you are a God. Just what in the world are you talking about. What or who is your Majesty? I really don't know what is going on. You asked so many questions and what not. But the answer is quite simple to say the least."

As he looked on he would give a smile. But Ghost was still at a lost if anything. Who was this guy and where did he come from. Ghost struggle with one hollow. But he took down an entire group as if it was nothing. This did put curiosity inside of Ghost mind. Getting this powerful was not out of the question.

As he looked to him he would hear his last question. That question topped them all if you asked him. "What do you mean how I took down a hollow. Dude there is more then just raw power in this world. I used my smarts and I used whatever else that was needed. Anything they through at me you see. It was as if I had a Counter for it. It's hard to explain but it was strange."

As he looked to the other Quincy he would then say. It was as if something was calling to me. Everytime not even just hollows but in general. Whenever I am attacked I can Coutner it if anything." As he looked to him he would then say to him.
"But tell me if there are more like us and some even more powerful. You said something about Majesty Vandenreich. I've have no idea who that is."

As he looked to the sky he would then say to him. "If you know something I do not. Please tell me. You see I grow tired of doing this along. I grow tried of nearly dying. I want to be able to do what you just did." Ghost would then say this. " The Majesty Vandenreich in his world will I be strong?"

[Lucien Dantes]

"I am no God." Lucien's answer was abrupt, as though the very idea of it was offensive to him. "Though if a deity exists in this world, it is certainly his Majesty. I am content to merely serve at his command and his discretion. I am one of his majesty's soldiers, and answer to a far greater power than myself." He replied. "I serve the Emperor of the Vandenreich, the inheritor of this world, and the sole force in creation capable of setting this world right." He replied. "As you are ignorant of his Majesty-- and perhaps the entire world beyond your perceptions, I will forgive your disrespect, I recognize you mean no insult." Lucien stated to the Quincy in front of him.

As Ghost replied, Lucien sighed. The man seemed full of ego and false confidence. "There are many talents in this world, of which raw power is but one, this is so. And yet." And for a moment, the air itself seemed as if it were made of lead, as if Ghost were suddenly at the bottom of the sea-- unable to breathe, unable to stand, an incomprehensibly vast ocean of power crushing down on him. Lucien was exerting the gravitational pressure. Only for a moment, only long enough to drive Ghost to the ground, and only to make a statement.

"There are many talents in this world, and raw power is but one." Lucien repeated, now that hopefully Ghost had regained his hearing. "And if you are to survive long in it, it would behoove you not to neglect a single one that may give you an advantage. Lest you find yourself at the mercy of one who can wield it better than you." The Vandenreich's eyes were stern and hard as he delivered this message. Of course Lucien understood the value of strategy. Tactics. Precision. Sometimes the right blow, timed and aimed perfectly, could well compensate and bypass a need for strength.

Other times power could cut a knot that the most cunning of minds could not untie. To survive and excel, especially when Hollows were drawn to you, you needed more than just cunning. You needed more than just resourcefulness and a knack for improvising. You needed more than just luck. These skills may indeed get you through the odd encounter, but luck ran out. Eventually you would find yourself without a tool to improvise with. A place where to use your cunning you needed greater strength.

"You are Quincy." Lucien replied. "Your powers are barely developed at all, but if you are Quincy, you owe His Majesty your allegiance. All others in this world, Human, Shinigami, Hollow, perhaps may deny his Majesty, and though I would disagree with them, and though I would oppose them, I might at least understand their position. But you are Quincy. His Majesty's blood runs through your veins, and you owe to Him your life and allegiance." Lucien stated. "It is through Him that you have the ability to even perceive those Hollows, and as your powers grow, it is because of Him that you will have such abilities at all. His Majesty, the Emperor, is the progenitor of all Quincy, and he is the source of all our Power. Everything we are, began with him." Lucien stated determinedly. A line of thought very clearly, strongly ingrained in him.

"The Vandenreich has existed for a thousand years, and we have many soldiers at His Majesty's command. We excel in training them. But only time will determine if your power will grow. If it is your fate to be strong, you will be strong. If it is not, then you will not. The training can only bring out what you bring to it." Lucien replied. "Assuming you concede to join us at all. I do not force that choice on any, I only remind you of your bloodline's duty."

[Ghost Fenyx]

The sun was starting to go down and he was at a lost for words. Ghost never knew there were more people like him. It was clear that he was weak compared to others. But that was the thing he wants to change that.
He wants to be on the same level as the one standing before him.

He talked about a emperor he talked about his life needs to be. His life needs to be serving this mighty being that was the Quincy Emperor. This put him in the know how. This put him right where he needs to be in a sense. Ghost would slowly but surely put on a brave face.

This Quincy in front of him he did just take down a large group of Hollow. As if it was nothing to him. That along proved just how far he needed to go. If he ever wanted to take revenge out on the thing. That thing that took his heart away. He needed to know who or what it was.

Ghost had plans but he needed help and this was the stars answering his prayers. Ghost would then say to the man that stood before him. "If only getting stronger was that easy. I can truly say I have never heard of this emperor you speak of. Hell I've never known another Quincy besides myself. As a matter of fact I did not even know that I was not human but a Quincy. A name so new to me."

As he looked on he would then continue to say to him. "My wife her name was Jodie she was a Quincy as well. I know this because indeed her dairy. Sadly some type of being a monster if you will. Attacked us one night and she lost her life. But I gain her powers well became a Quincy if you will."

As he took a deep breath he would then give a smile. As he bowed with respect. "If pledging my life to the Emperor call will do. Then I am all for it. So long as I gain the power to take that thing down. I will give my all and life to the emperor call." He would say with a serious tone.

"The Vandenreich you called it. When do I get to go there?"

[Lucien Dantes]

"Strength is not easy. Strength is a responsibility. Only the weak have the right to be idle." Lucien retorted. "If you have spent your life in ignorance, it does not surprise me you have not heard of His Majesty. Even some of our enemies do not know his name, a mistake we Vandenreich seek to correct." Lucien continued. His brow was furrowed. Was this person before him really material for the Vandenreich? A Quincy, certainly, but Lucien could not be certain of the strength of this one's heart. And to serve his Majesty placed a tremendous burden upon the heart indeed. Ordinarily, Lucien might have accepted his inquiry at face value, but he sought to probe deeper.

"I could talk you now, if you wish. To the Sillbern, the current Kingdom of his Majesty. One I seek to expand upon this entire world. But I will not take you there lightly. Only those accepted by His Majesty may set foot upon the Sillbern, and I am not certain of you yet. I caution you now, while I would welcome you into the ranks of the Vandenreich, it is a path that once set upon, you cannot turn back from. To serve his Majesty as one of his Vandenreich is a decision that once made, cannot be undone. There is prestige, honor and peace in service, but to accept is to submit yourself to his Majesty. His dreams shall be your dreams, his desires, yours. You are a limb upon a great body, and you will go where the brain wills it, without question. If He demands it of you that you act against the desires of your heart, you will do so." Lucien stated.

"The rewards for service are great. But He shall ask much of you." An arrow appeared in Lucien's bow as he drew back the string. "If you seek within your soul and decide that your life is a price you are willing to pay, to be part of something great, then I shall be the instrument by which His Majesty judges your worth, and, if you are found worthy, shall take you to his halls. If you are found unworthy, you shall die." Lucien stated plainly, the golden orbs that beheld Ghost seemingly frozen as ice.

"This is your last chance to step down. I will not judge you nor belittle you, if you should choose to do so. To live apart from us, will be a dangerous life. Hollows and Shinigami will hunt you, they may kill you, but it will be your life. If you are prepared to give up that life for the glories of The Vandenreich, then step forward and I will be your adjudicator."

[Ghost Fenyx]

As the man spoke to him it all seem so unreal. Was this truly the way to go down in history? A foot soldier for a person he never even met. To put his life on the line and even give it to a person name he did not even know.
How crazy it sounded believe it or not. Ghost has had worse in his life.

Nothing and he meant nothing beat the feeling he had back then. Being so powerless being so useless if anything. As he looked on at the Quincy before him. Ghost would slowly but surely come to terms. As all he could see was some sort of humanoid monster.

With a smile on his face and a beating heart so strong. The fear in his soul finally start to turn to hope. As he saw the arrow the man wielded. He would look on and would nodd his head and the yes motion. As Ghost looked at him. He would then say to the powerful Quincy that stood before him.

"If I can become strong for myself yes I will jon and if I can become even stronger for the emperor. Then by all means I am ready and have nothing else to wait for. Take me to this place and give me the hope I need. If his blood truly runs through my veins. Then I shall have no problem gaining such hope."

Ghost would look on and then he would kneel as he waited for what was to come next.
As he did not know what was going to become of him. But he did know he would give his life for something he would die for. Now then all was left to do was to meet this emperor this Quincy speak so highly of.

[Lucien Dantes]

Lucien looked at Ghost, his eyes piercing through him. Judging him. Well. There was no doubting his conviction in this moment. Would that conviction hold the test of time? No. Not the test of time. His Majesty's tests, for those in the Vandenreich were to be tried in more than just their body. A piece of Lucien's soul died every time he took a life, a small fragment of his heart that grew hard, for fear that compassion could destroy it. Lucien had spoken once to the Captain of the Eleventh Division, Kimiko Shihoin. "If His Majesty commanded me to, I would commit the most heinous of acts in His name." So was the life Lucien had sworn himself to, one an anathema to his gentle nature, but still he persisted. For what was the weight of his soul when weighed against an eternal Eden that his sacrifice might buy?

"So be it. Then in His name, be judged." Lucien declared. "Heilig Pfeil." A golden arrow of reiatsu formed in his bow and he loosed it. Perfect accuracy, at point blank range, and with virtually no warning. The arrow would pierce Ghost's heart, and in this moment would he experience it, the feeling of eyes upon him, a presence that dwarfed even Lucien's. When Lucien had unleashed his reiatsu before it had been as if being at the bottom of an ocean, but in the wake of the presence that Ghost would now feel upon him, that ocean of power was akin to a puddle, drying in the sun. There was no sight, no hearing, no taste, nor smell, just touch, and it would be nearly unbearable, forcing even the mightiest to their knees, heads bowed as if in reverence. All of Ghost would be exposed, his wants, his desires, his ambitions, the very essence of his being. If Ghost was found wanting, there would be no escape now. Lucien had warned him. If part of his soul was found disloyal, if a fraction of his heart could not truly support the course of action he now chose, then this unimaginable pressure would threaten to overwhelm him and end his tale on the spot.

But if he did. If in his heart this presence found conviction. Then after a few agonizing seconds, that seemed unending, the presence would abate, and it would simply be Ghost and Lucien once again in this space, the Captain-Supervisor watching with cold, unreadable eyes. "The choice is made. You have been judged. And now you know His Majesty." His bow disappeared, and his arms folded behind his back. "If this is His Majesty's judgement, then there is nothing more for me to say. You are one of us now. Now, until your death and beyond it, you belong to Him." He stated, and his sentence had all the gravitas of a door slamming shut behind Ghost.

The Vandenreich turned on his heel. "Come then. I shall take you to the Sillbern, and there we will sculpt you into the warrior you are destined to become." Lucien strode forwards now, seeking a place to return to the Sillbern. His mission in the Human World was all but finished anyways, and to bring back fresh blood to the Vandenreich took priority over all but the most vital of assignments in his mind.

[Ghost Fenyx]

Ghost would be in a state of awe. He never truly really had a choice to of his own. He never really had the choice to get stronger before. If anything he been nothing more then a weak fool all his life. 
But if joining this man and all his glory will help him. Then so be it he shall join them. As soon as he shook his head in a yes manner. He would hear him say Heilig Pfeil. Just what in the world does that even mean? Soon he would see a arrow he have never seen before and it was mighty. 

Soon Ghost would take a step back as a way to brace himself. 
Just as he did that he would look on as his eyes free bigger. His body would start to go numb from the pain he was in. As he wanted to scream with all his might. However not a word could come out. What was this and how should he be feeling? All these emotions and thoughts coming in his head. Was not his. For a mere moment he was about to feel the might of another being. 

But this was not from the man who shot him. It was from someone entirely different. Ghost would have a hard time standing up and he would fall to his knees and hands. Almost as if he was praying or something. Soon be would hear a voice unlike any he ever heard before. Soon that pain felt heavenly as it went away. 
It was almost as if he was now one with the man above all. 

Ghost would slowly stand back up and although. He would start to wobble side by side. He got himself together if anything. As he started to stretch out his body. He would slowly open his eyes. As he took a deep breath he would then say out loud to himself. " Soon my love you will be revenged and your soul will finally be able to rest."

Looking over at the man that stood before him he would then say to him. " Sillbern is the place we Quincy call home. Very well I am ready when you are." A new Gjost a new purpose in this life. He now knows what he needs to do and being the sword to the Father of all Quincy is a true honor.

[Camila Adaronde]

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