StealthmanNoFate

If I could I would take you from this rotting world, and bring you in the world that I endlessly wonder through my nights and days, Waiting for the time the world learns it's falling, when does, it will be to late, only because there isn't enough people that care. Why can't I save the world from the pit it's digging. Only because I turned from the door I should have opened what feels like so long ago. That will mock me in my world, only because I will never find it again.

As Surai opened his eyes in the outside world, he was immediately aware of four things. The first was the immense and and unbriddled power flowing through his veins, it was almost overwhelming for Surai. The second was the Garganta the boy Ryo Riusa had opened was still open. The third thing was the lightning flashing across the now overcast sky, which Surai immediately knew was caused by himself. And finally, perhaps the most noticeable thing, was the 20 foot wide, ten foot deep crater in the middle of town, at the bottom of which was a facedown Ryo Riusa. Normally this would have amused Surai, however the Soul Reaper had no emotions left in

The next thing Surai knew, he was no longer surrounded buy the rural town. He was on a plateau in a rocky wastland. He knew where he was... this was his inner world. Something was off though, rather than the clear blue sky that was normally there, everything was overcast, lightning flashed across the sky, and thunder boomed in the distance. Surai quickly glanced around him for the humongous dragon that was his Zanpakuto's spirit, Rairyu. However, Surai could not find him. "A giant dragon couldn't just disappear" Surai thought to himself. He looked over the edge of the plateau once again, but instead of finding a dragon, he saw a man, standing

The shadowy figure stepped out of the Garganta and once he was in the light of the moon, Surai could see him clearly. The figure appeared to be a boy of around Surai's age, he was nearly as tall as Surai and had dark toned skin just as Surai did. He bore a tattoo of a 7 on his left sholder and had piercing black and red eyes. The boy was dressed in a one sleeved tunic, baggy pants, and a cape. However, there were two things that caught Surai's attention. The first was the sword slung across the boys back; it appeared to be a zanpakuto. But the second was just as startling, the boy had a hollow mask, shaped like a knight's visor, holding up hi

It was a storming outside as Surai awoke with a start in his Captain's quarters in the Squad 13 Barracks. He looked out his window towards the storm knowing he had caused it... it always stormed the day after he had that recurring nightmare. Surai lay in his bed for a minute as he thought back to the cause of the nightmare, that night... the first time he truly lost control of his power... the night he lost his captain. The memory played in his head over and over... however it seemed all too real. The night was young, a young Surai and his mentor, Keke, were sillouhuted running across the rooftops of a small rural town. This was before the d