Monsterous Reprieve [Grimmy]

[Kenpachi Zaraki]

It was his first time being inside of the grand temple known as Soragan, and even though he was just passing through, the magnitude and beauty of it seemed to outweigh everything that was around it. The large open air courtyard, and black stone tile made him feel at one with the sky, and the simple wooden roofing of the buildings reminded him that this was what was called sacred ground. It stood out like a sore thumb in the middle of the large city filled with skyscrapers and modern buildings, and yet its beauty outweighed all of that. Even the simple blue banners that read Sora, the banners that hung every few feet, they made him feel like he was taking a trip back into the past, back to a time where the world as both more peaceful, and more natural.

"The Human World is a real drag!"

Kenpachi spoke out loud to himself, the verbal notification a better reminder to his more than simple mental one. He had been standing for a while, just taking in the temple but he was here in Karakura Town on vacation. Leave from the Soul Society since hadn't have any break time in more than a decade. His gigai & spirirtual limiter effecting him uncomfortably. He came down to the Human World to seee why everyone loves it so and other than this very temple, he didn't see exactly why people loved it so much. The food was strange. The women were too nice and no fights were going on. Kenpachi scratched his head thinking about how lame this was. Shaking his head at the boredom.

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Daylight. It was something he didn't get to see much of, especially now that things in Hueco Mundo were getting hectic. Nel's sudden reappearance and Hal's arms gathering had him on tenterhooks, he conceded to himself. How dickish was that move, though? Hiding out until everything got quiet...what a coward. He was disgusted with himself for feeling uneasy at all. She was nothing. Nothing! She had jack shit on him. He was the king!

Still, he basked in the sunlight far away from the two of them. The human would was certainly his kind of place. There was a vitality in their air that had long since been exhausted back home. He missed it sometimes. They were quick, liked running around a lot. Put a bunch of them in a group and the group almost took on a life of its own. Humans could be downright interesting sometimes.

When the war was all over, when they stood victorious over the shinigami, he would be sure that the human world fell to him to control. As much as he liked their vigor, he'd like snuffing it out even more.

He looked around, sneering in something akin to frustration. The Kurosaki kids were hiding--he couldn't sniff them out, they had found a way to conceal themselves even (or especially) from his pesquisa. Let them. He'd just kill them later rather than sooner. It had been a pretty long time since he had faced off against someone of a high enough caliber to compete

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with him, especially not that Kurosaki girl. She had been menos bait from the moment he'd spotted her--it was a fluke that she had knocked him back like she did. He flared his reiatsu, a cold and imposing power that anyone in Karakura should have been able to detect. It was about time the world became aware of the presence of their future king.

"Alright, ya powerless little screwheads; listen up! You're gonna be under my thumb soon enough, so know my damn name! Grimmjow Jeagerjaques! Got a problem, come try me!" His bravado won out against what semblance of sense he had.

"Well, that oughta turn some heads." He muttered as he leered down at the city from far above. Was it just him, or had Karakura gotten...taller?

A lot can change in fifty years around here, he supposed.