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Post by Soul King on Mar 29, 2016 19:31:31 GMT -6
"I have restored the balance. A balance that you and Sousuke had nearly destroyed." The Soul King started to fade from the room as he waved his hand at the two before him. "Go. Live your lives in the way they were intended."
The Soul King vanished as did the two in the room.
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Post by Kita Miyamoto on Mar 29, 2016 19:33:45 GMT -6
Kita reached out for Vale as they faded from sight. "Vale..." She called out to him. "VALE!!" She stepped toward him as he reached out to her their hands phasing through one another. "No!" shouted Vale, as Kita faded from sight. "I'm sorry, Kita!" "VALE!!" Kita screamed for him as her voice echoed around her and everything went black.
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Post by Sumi on Oct 25, 2016 7:04:20 GMT -6
"A Blessed Return":Sumi entered the Godly realm appearing before her King. She bowed to one knee her head low as her Master, Lord and King rose from his regale chair and stepped toward her.
“My King, I come to you today with a request. ““I know why you are here Sumi. I have known for some time that your deepest desire was to return to the human girl, Kita Miyamoto.” He paused for a brief second as Sumi nodded her head. “You do know what this could pose if you return?”“Yes, my Lord, I do. However, I believe in my heart things will be different. She has grown and matured so much over the years.”
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Post by Soul King on Oct 25, 2016 7:10:29 GMT -6
The Soul King nodded slowly. “She has indeed.” He stepped around her, his hands folded behind him. “You know she cannot kill Sousuke Aizen.”
Sumi nodded, “I do, but that does not mean she cannot help the ones she has been cast against because of him.”
His head slowly nodded once more. “And you are sure you can keep your attention to the human and her family only? No more interfering like you have in the past?”
Sumi’s head lifted as she looked to her King, “I, like my vessel, have grown and matured as well, my Lord. I have seen the outcome of from meddling in affairs I had no right to interfere in.”
“Hm,” the Soul King hummed. “You and Alister pushed along parts of their history that should not have been pushed; causing me to get involved. Now, there is no guarantee if it will repeat itself or not. Lessons must be learned and taken at a neutral course.” He turned and looked at her.
Sumi lowered her eyes from her King. “I apologize for that, my Lord. I thought I--”
“Was helping. Yes, I know, and Alister was toying with his younger sibling. Both causing havoc in all realms, not just the ones you ventured into.”
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Post by Sumi on Oct 25, 2016 7:12:35 GMT -6
Sumi remained with her eyes lowered her hands now folded in front of her as she sighed heavily. “It will not happen again, my Lord. I have learned my lesson. I have watched too many hearts break because of my interference. Watching on neutral ground is bad enough, but when one becomes emotionally attached to their vessel and family it is even harder.”
“Hm,” the Soul King hummed again as he turned to face the Seraph standing before him. “I will grant you your request, but know.”
Sumi looked up at him a gleam of joy in her eyes as she looked on at her Master.
“If you involve yourself greater than what is expected, you will return to the Godly realm never to return or even visit the young woman or her family again.”
Sumi nodded, a bright smile lighting up her face. “It is carved into on mind, my Lord. I will not let you or my vessel down this time. I promise.” She bowed to her King. “My sincerest thanks, my Lord.”
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Post by Soul King on Oct 25, 2016 7:15:22 GMT -6
A sliver of a smile pulled at the corners of Soul King's lips as he looked on at his Seraph. “Be gone with you, Seraph. You have a vessel to tend to.”
With the wave of his hand, Sumi slowly faded from the throne room of her Lord, the Soul King.
With a slow pace, the Soul King returned back to his throne, his head nodding slowly. “I know you will not fail me this time, Sumi.”
He turned and sat down on his throne. “Be safe with your new encounters. Aizen has grown stronger in the Realm of Hell.”
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Post by Soul King on Aug 17, 2024 12:47:09 GMT -6
Bleach Unrated: REBOOTEDCurrent Arc: The ChaosEpisode 503 “The Soul King's Dilemma”: The Soul King's Palace, a realm beyond human comprehension, where time and space fold upon themselves, and the threads of reality are woven together. Here, in the heart of creation, the Soul King, an omnipotent and enigmatic being, contemplates the balance of the realms.
Two weeks had passed since the devastation of Hueco Mundo, since the once-great fortress of Las Noches was reduced to rubble by the overwhelming power of Seto Tetsuya. In that time, the delicate balance between the realms—Soul Society, the Human World, Hueco Mundo, and Hell—had begun to fray. The Soul King, sensing the tremors that echoed through the fabric of existence, hovered in deep contemplation within the silent chambers of his palace.
"The balance... It falters," the Soul King murmured, his voice a soft rumble that seemed to vibrate through the very walls of the palace. "Seto Tetsuya's actions have torn at the seams of reality. The destruction of Las Noches was not merely a physical blow but a cataclysm that has rippled through all planes of existence."
He closed his eyes, the vastness of his consciousness stretching out to the farthest reaches of the realms. The souls of the Hollows, those creatures born of despair and darkness, had been scattered—some sent to Hell, others to Soul Society. The balance, so meticulously maintained for eons, now teetered on the brink of collapse.
"A void has been left in Hueco Mundo," the Soul King whispered, his ancient voice carrying a weight that resonated through the palace. "A void that pulls at the edges of reality itself. If this imbalance is not corrected, the realms will unravel, and all that exists will be plunged into chaos and destruction."
The Soul King felt the enormity of the decision before him. The interconnectedness of the realms meant that any action he took would have profound consequences. He knew that to restore balance, the Hollows must be returned to Hueco Mundo. Yet, this was no simple task. The souls of the Hollows that were sent to Hell were tainted, corrupted by the darkness of that infernal realm.
"To bring them back as they are would be to unleash horrors upon Hueco Mundo," the Soul King said aloud, his voice tinged with sorrow. "Yet, without the Hollows, Hueco Mundo will wither, and the imbalance will continue to spread, weakening the boundaries between the realms until they are no more."
He sighed deeply, the sound reverberating like a distant thunderstorm. His thoughts moved with the deliberate pace of glaciers, considering every possible outcome, every potential consequence. The wrong move could tip the scales too far in the other direction, creating an even greater catastrophe.
At last, the Soul King made his decision. "I will restore the Hollows," he declared, his voice firm with resolve. "But not as they were. I will purify their souls, cleansing them of the corruption of Hell, and return them to Hueco Mundo."
He extended his hand, and the air around him shimmered with energy. The process would require immense power and precision, but he was the Soul King, the very embodiment of balance and creation. He began to draw upon the infinite reserves of spiritual energy that flowed through the realms, reaching out to the scattered souls of the Hollows.
As he touched each soul, he felt their anguish, their hatred, their despair. "You will be cleansed," he spoke softly, his voice a balm to the tormented spirits. "I will strip away the darkness that has taken root in your hearts and restore you to your rightful place in the cycle."
The Hollows screamed in agony as their very essence was torn apart and reformed. It was not a painless process, but the Soul King remained resolute. "This must be done," he whispered, more to himself than to the souls he was purifying. "The balance must be restored, no matter the cost."
He wove the purified souls back together, shaping them into new forms, stronger and more stable than before. As the final soul was restored, the Soul King released his hold, sending the newly reformed Hollows back to Hueco Mundo.
Their presence was immediately felt in the realm. The void left by their absence began to fill, and the balance started to shift back towards equilibrium. But the Soul King knew this was only the beginning. The realms were fragile, and the forces that threatened them were always lurking in the shadows.
"I must remain vigilant," the Soul King said, his voice a quiet vow. "The worlds I have created will always be in peril, and I must be ready to intervene should the need arise again."
For now, though, the realms were safe. The Soul King retreated deeper into his palace, his thoughts already turning to the next crisis that would inevitably arise. But for the moment, he allowed himself a brief respite, knowing that once again, he had saved the universe from the brink of destruction.--END RP-- “Early Morning Reflections”
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