Emptiness in sig, let's do this. :scorps:Throughout the lands a tremor can be felt, although the source of such a quake was unknown. From Kirigakure's gates three shadowy figures emerge, veiled by the thick evening mists of the land of water. As the three figures emerge from the gates of the village a haunting melody fills the air, echoing the melody of death throughout the land, animals cower and retreat into their homes as the birds songs fall silent, even the winds enchanting waves of sound as they brush to through the trees give way to the spine chilling tunes that emerge from the figures. The figures continue forwards, their destination unclear, the three beasts merely wander, led by the sound of the music they walk blindly into the ninja world. A small girl, almost insignificant compared to the three huge beasts can be seen sitting cross legged on the head of the middle beast, in her hands is a flute, the flute from which the eery melodies radiate through space. From atop her demon the girls stares unnervingly into the distance, her stare enough to pierce through even the bravest of souls as her deep blood red eyes peer deep beyond the outer shell of human and resonate within the heart of her target. The three demons and the girl continue their journey, walking endlessly until they are opposed.
Reality in sig.
Rei's Rules
We start long-range
All out.
Terrain: An open grassy field with no water source, however FIVE posts after battle engagement occurs a violent thunderstorm rolls in.
-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Ulquiorra, following the completion of his mission decides to take a detour on his way back to Kirigakure. He had been burdened with tasks that practically anybody could accomplish, and it seemed as if every day feelings of melancholy and displeasure rattled upon his consciousness like vile fingernails scraping upon a blackboard, however, such emotions were not foreign to him. Surveying the environment around him as he walks casually through a forest consisting of dead trees and dry soil, the Shinobi mumbles; "There is nothing but death and decay surrounding the area, one cannot help but wonder why humans are so fond of this world. Why happiness is a mere illusion, created to mask the darkness that truly commands this world with it's cold and merciless grip." After walking for several minutes through the forest he is suddenly met with an abrupt exposure to the bright sun that had seemingly chased away at the clouds now moving along behind him. He raises his right hand, placing it just above his eyebrows in order to shield himself from the sudden overwhelming light, and, after his eyes had adjusted themselves properly, saw to his amazement a vast, verdant field of short grass. Ulquiorra's eyes now widened as he exclaimed; "Improbable..impossible, so inviting, so full of life, a paradise rimmed by hell's gates." He could not understand how such a beautiful area thrived surrounded by it's polar opposite. As he walks on the soft, green grass a faint melody is heard in the distance; haunting, eerie, and bone chilling, resonating throughout the field. "..." Silence, slowly manifested upon itself, upon the listener of the tune, as Ulquiorra stared off into the distance, wary of the unknown danger that might soon be approaching.