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Post by Kinz on Jul 5, 2009 14:02:26 GMT 1
The memories from when he was actually alive strolled around through his head like people taking a walk in the park. He remembered living in this town for a while, after emigrating here from Russia. This place had been good to him. Sure it was difficult to learn their mannerisms at first, and he eventually met his end here, but it was an experience worth having. It was his choice the way he went, and not many people could say that they had that luxury.
He stood on the top of the high-rise building overlooking the square, and remembered it being where all the wealthier people lived back when he was alive. He was pretty sure back then the security guards wouldn’t have even let him in the building. Now, it has been converted into a type of multilevel mall. People of all denominations were granted access now. My the world had changed since he had been alive nearly 50 years ago…partly for the better if this buildings transformation was any indication. Volke’s robes fluttered in the wind, as his left hand steadied Kinzokame, his blade. He looked out upon the square, using this higher vantage point to for a better view of the town, while he not only felt out the reiatsu of any hollow, but also tried to spot them should his senses fail.
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