If he could’ve, he would’ve SPARKLED. Like a blade in the sun. Like fireworks. Seeing his master smile physically touched his heart, making it leap in joy. Beautiful. He was the most beautiful when he smiled. Muramasa was smiling too, wider than his master. Brighter. He felt so incredibly HAPPY with how his master was treating him. It almost seemed like a dream, and a part of him was afraid he’d wake up soon. ❝ Gladly! ❞ Yes, he would GLADLY show him the way. Anywhere he wanted to go, Muramasa would guide him. If the path was dangerous, he would shield him. If the road was dark, he would light the way.
His hand reached out. Not for the other to take, but for his powers to activate. With them, he could pull Kōga into their shared inner world. His eyes widened a little bit in astonishment. My old friend. He was so happy that had he had less pride, he would’ve cried. He swallowed back the lump in his throat and nodded, still eager. ❝ I am. Come with me, Kōga. ❞ His powers activated, and the view would spin and blur for a moment before his master’s eyes, before both of them would find themselves in their shared inner world. An endless ocean with pillars. Muramasa remembered.. The last time he had been here, the pillars had been breaking down. Shaking. Cracking. They stood steady now, and he was not afraid he’d fall into the ocean.
朽木 響河 Koga was glad he could once again see the smile of his closest friend, his family. Muramasa had been with him for as long as he could remember. He grew up alongside this zanpakuto who was much more than a mere sword. They have been through so much together prior his descent into madness. Which was why, as he reflected upon his actions, it bothered him. He had allowed grief, fear and insecurity to cloud his mind, doubt the one person who never stopped believing in him. The one person who did not abandon him even after his atrocious acts.
Koga had been such a fool.
“It has been some time since I have set foot in here. Thank you for bringing me in, Muramasa.” Koga stood upon one of the pillars, admiring the vastness of their shared place. It was serene, calm and most important, stable. He had forgotten just how beautiful this place was..when there was company. He could not imagine how hard it must have been on Muramasa..to sit here for centuries with no one to speak with. And the only one that could be blamed, is himself.
“I may be rusty, but I hope you will not hold back. How about we spar ? Out of all my opponents, you were the toughest.” And Koga was proud of that fact. His partner was powerful and as history has proven, he was a force to be reckoned with. However, Koga will not allow anyone to seal his sword away. He was a good sword and weak individuals who wished to lock him away, were simply cowards.
A smirk touched upon the male’s lips as he summoned a ‘fake’ zanpakuto to use. “Are you ready to begin ?”
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