[Coyote] Ancient powers at work(アゼリｶ (Azerik))

“Five each?” Kaizar grinned at the fellow “Lets see who defeats theirs first.” He gripped the hilts of his swords tighter and turned his head to the person next to him “By the way,” He spun and cut the nearest man in two “one down, four to go.” He jumped forwards landing in the middle of a group of possessed men, who all decided to attack at once. Kaizars blades were a blur, even their wielder was finding it hard to keep up with them.

The swordsman block and slashed, slicing into the skin of the men with incredible accuracy. One man was impaled upon his swords, another fell after having his head removed from his shoulders, and Kaizar was forced to slice the third one like meat at a market. The last of his chosen five was now in front of him.

The man stood a good three inches above Kaizars head. He had no hair, instead he had a pair of horn like protrusions from the top of his head. His eyes were red, half of his nose was missing, and he had no mouth to speak of. His attire was similar to that of Kaizar himself. He wore a simple shirt and trousers, with a black leather jacket over the top. The man glared down at Kaizar, pure hatred in his eyes. A sword made of flames appeared in his hand and the battle began.

Kaizar blocked a hit to his head, returning a blow to the mans chest. His swords bounced off without leaving a scratch. The flaming weapon streaked towards the swordsman’s chest and Kaizar skipped backwards. He now charged, spinning at the last moment, catching the blade of fire with one and slashing at the wielders knees, cutting them deep. His new opponent dropped to the floor, and Kaizar placed both of his swrods either side of his neck. The man stared back in defiance.

“The great one will destroy you one day.” He said. Kaizar leaned in close to the man face and spoke darkly

“Your great one has said that for the last twenty years, and I’m still here. You will not be.” Then he pulled them together, slicing the head from the neck. Kaizar looked towards Azerik and saw that he had also finished with the five he was fighting. Azerik had asked for his name and Kaizar thought it time to tell him. After all he was a good fighter and gained his respect.

“My name is Kaizar.” He said “And that is all you shall know for now.” he paused considering his next words carefully. “I would like it if you could help me find what I am looking for.”

"Kaizar," I said thoughtfully, "one of the many variations of the Roman name Caesar, which came to mean 'king' or 'emperor' after the death of Julius Caesar, progenitor of the events that turned the republic of Rome into an Empire...or at least that's the origin of the name in my world."

I smiled at my last little comment, remembering that Rome may very well never have existed in this world.

"Well met Kaizar," I said after a minute, "you already know my name I believe, and I'd be happy to help, considering that was what I offered to do when we first met about...we'll say half an hour ago, I lose track of time when I fight...might even have been an hour...."

Kaizar looked at his companion, almost smiling. He had seen this man fight, knew how strong he was. But could not allow him to become a friend. He did not have friends. Not for a long time.

“Thank you.” He said “Now I know you will have questions you want answered about me, but I will not answer them. My past is my own, and no one else will know of it.” He gestured to his left arm, still bare to the world “Besides you need to help me replace this.” He began to walk through the trees again Azerik walking beside him.

“I am looking for a old school that is meant to be in these woods somewhere.” Kaizar said after a while “Do you know where it may be?”

"You mean the Dome?" I said ignoring his comments about questioning him about his past, "Yeah I've been there before. I enrolled actually, found it kinda boring and just kinda left...and if you want I can fix your arm?"

I pointed at the torn synthetic skin as I said this. None of the material was actually missing, so I could simply use alchemy to patch it up, and if any of the mechanic were broken, it wouldn't take me long to figure out how it works.

“If you could.” Kaizar said holding out his arm. “And don’t worry about any mechanical things. You never touched it.” The swordsman watched in amazement as his synthetic skin began to knit itself back together like real skin, storing the pattern of threads in his mind for a later day. He was used to doing that, even though he couldn’t use his magic very well.

Soon everything was fixed and the pair continued on their journey, with Azerik taking the lead. They walked between the ancient trees, the feeling of power in the air getting stronger the more steps they took. Soon the dome, as Azerik called it, came into view. And a dome it was. Beautiful, white and gleaming. The sunlight bounced off it almost blinding the two individuals as they almost stumbled into the clearing.

A small crack began to appear in the very top which spread downwards, and the two sections opened like doors, leaving a black hole for someone to enter. Kaizar turned to his travel companion and inquisitive look on his face.

"Well it certainly isn't inviting me in," I said with a shrug, "I'm a drop-out remember? The dome is a school for warriors to hone their skills. Best teachers you'll find anywhere. I personally found the place tedious, but I've been around for hundreds of years, so it's understandable."

I looked at the dome, and stretched my arms. If I were to count the time I'd spent in various worlds, it had been nearly 2 decades since I'd been to the dome. By this world's time, I'd measure it at around 100 years. The technology had certainly advanced quite a bit, and the dome had been refurbished at least once.

"So why were you looking for this place anyway?" I said with a stifled yawn, "you can hold your ground when fighting me, so I can't imagine you need much training."

“I was finding it for a client.” Kaizar said “But you say it is inviting me in. I do not know why either. I mange in my own way.” He looked at the dome in front of him questioning why it had opened for him. He looked at his arm the synthetic skin looked brand new, no trace of the breakage visible. The dome intrigued him, and he wished to know more.

He turned to Azerik once again and held out his hand.

“I guess this is where we part ways.” He paused considering if he should say the next words he wanted to or not. “I just want to say you make a good opponent, but an even better ally. I do hope we meet again one day.” He shook the now extended hand and spun on his heels. Without looking back once he strode off into the darkness, the ancient doors closing behind him.

OoC: you can post once more if you like. If not then let me know via pm, but this is the end of this thread either way.

"Fun guy," I said to myself as Kaizar left, "needs to lighten up a bit though...oh damn it I never introduced him to Sumasshuyochi! Oh well, we'll probably meet again...hope he does well."

After that I quietly released my Zanpaktou into Bankai, revealing it as an elegant longsword, then walked into the forest before exiting the dimension I was in and headed for a new one.

"Maybe I'll go back to the Hyrule alternate that had a massive pizza place in the Gerudo desert..."