Post by Meow on Dec 22, 2009 16:45:16 GMT -5
I dream of a plain of ice.
I hear a voice, an echoing voice,
resounding into the distance;
ON THAT PLAIN OF ICE, I DIE
Though the Hell King is most commonly held in very
high regard in all dimensions, there exist those whom
would rather see the present King's downfall and are
willing to do anything and slay anything to see this
goal come to fruition. Through underhanded means,
the rogue demons escaped the Hell King's wrath,
entering the realm of Humans without permission to
do so, and there dwell in the Valley of Screams, ready
to do battle with the one man they once called King.
The peace that had once stretched across Soul Society
is shattered by the emergence of new enemies. The
Rakhshani, demons born of the dimension known as
Hell to all others, who seek to overthrow the Seireitei
and cause Chaos abound. With nearly all those whom
had survived Aizen's insurgence now dead and gone,
their descendants must now find their own way to win
against nearly impossible odds, and defend their way
of life as their ancestors once did, before its too late.
"Far, near, I hear it resounding...
Now I decide to search, to find it, and move onward.
Even if I die on this plain of ice."
I hear a voice, an echoing voice,
resounding into the distance;
ON THAT PLAIN OF ICE, I DIE
Though the Hell King is most commonly held in very
high regard in all dimensions, there exist those whom
would rather see the present King's downfall and are
willing to do anything and slay anything to see this
goal come to fruition. Through underhanded means,
the rogue demons escaped the Hell King's wrath,
entering the realm of Humans without permission to
do so, and there dwell in the Valley of Screams, ready
to do battle with the one man they once called King.
The peace that had once stretched across Soul Society
is shattered by the emergence of new enemies. The
Rakhshani, demons born of the dimension known as
Hell to all others, who seek to overthrow the Seireitei
and cause Chaos abound. With nearly all those whom
had survived Aizen's insurgence now dead and gone,
their descendants must now find their own way to win
against nearly impossible odds, and defend their way
of life as their ancestors once did, before its too late.
"Far, near, I hear it resounding...
Now I decide to search, to find it, and move onward.
Even if I die on this plain of ice."