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Post by marly on Dec 22, 2008 23:43:19 GMT -5
What was it that made the winter season such a beautiful thing? Some say it would of course be the Christmas spirit and the promise of a new year soon to come. Others thought of the joy and togetherness of the season as a time to be with the ones you loved, though others admired it simply for the beautiful ivory formations that covered the lands near and far. And though such a thing was only truly possible in the land where humans reigned supreme, there was yet another land where ivory towers ruled the scenery, though of snow and ice they were not. Thick pasty walls of milky shades were all you ever saw within the deep halls of Las Noches. A time was surely coming, though for the holiday season, it had no compassion, tossing aside the notions of bonding and love quite easily. Deep within his chambers, the one once known as Aizen had discovered something, something revolutionary in terms of the research he had been testing to date with modern versions of Arrancar and even more testing with shinigami straight from the Gotei.
Rising from the ashes of his creations, yet another breed of soul was created with nothing more than an accident. The ones called Vizard were created yet again, though with more ferocity and pure blood lust than those of the past. In their wake they fled from Hueco Mundo under Aizen’s rather watchful eye. Though as he labeled them as nothing more than pieces in the game of chess that was to take place in no less than a few weeks, the newly banded group of Vizard hid immediately within the inner most reaches of Karakura Town, hidden completely from any who dare attempt to draw them from their slumber. Their goal was simply put as taking revenge on the one who created them as well as the total domination of the world, a bold move for a group who knew nothing of the world and its many parallels of ability. Though as they slowly grew known to the world of spirits, their reputation as merciless seemed to put them close to Aizen in terms of the dangers they could possibly create.
As the world turned an eye on Karakura, Soul Society continued to watch from afar. With the loss of several captains to Aizen’s whims, they were weakened, though it was far too soon to count them down for good. As the winter’s season brought about the blossoming of their abilities, Soul Society began their plans and as the Gotei 13 marked the beginning of the war with squads stationed in Karakura, Hueco Mundo continued to cast nothing but a slight grin in their direction. With Orihime in their possession deep within the icy white walls of their domain, nothing could stop Aizen from the wicked goals deep within his heart. And with all ten of his loyal Espada on call, it would seem that the war would be something to mark the end of a year, a villain, or perhaps a hero. With Ichigo and friends on their trail, Las Noches would slowly become yet another battle ground, and with this they were cast into an eternal winter of white. A fight that would last all but the test of time, this is zero hour.
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