Closed Starter for @akarxuu
Nothing could disturb it, the silence blanketing the field. No wind to stir even a single blade of grass, no ripple of the water, no chirping of birds. Nothingness enveloped him. He, too, sat in perfect stillness in the grass. His breath faint, barely noticeable.
A moment without conflict. Precious time to think. Precious time simply to be. The old, dilapidated shrine behind him needed repairs, and as much as he wished to offer them, it would have to wait. For now, this forgotten place offered solace. It reminded him of the days past, when Himemiko-sama had helped keep the peace. When all was quiet and still, like in this moment.
Eyes closed, listening for any disturbance, Kenshin longed for the peace to truly be returned to his lands. But with Oda seeking power, it could not be so. Not yet.
Lost in his thoughts, he barely noticed the change in the atmosphere, a silent ripple of energy that trembled in the ground, in the trees, and in the air. Something had shifted, yet no matter where he looked, all seemed to be the same. Closing his eyes once more, he slowly drifted back into an almost meditative state…
Before the interruption hit.