Deep in the forest nearby the Seireitei, the angel of weapons stood there. The shinigami are fear for the human world, and he cannot return to heaven. It was the way of things. There was no point in trying to get back to heaven with the door locked and barred. He sensed a presence that was definitely shinigami, however, it was strong. Maybe even unusual in its power.
The man stood there, wait. Knowing. Or maybe.... Not knowing enough about this opponent... Who knows. Not Daiseisho. He waited to see where this foe was, his silver hair blowing in the breeze.
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