The night was young, the moon red, the lake a hue of red blue. Trees were no where to be found and life at its worst. The mindless slaughtering of the Arrancar left Aries in a state of disarray. The 'good' Aries slowly slipping in to the depths of his psyche. He stands on the precipice of self destruction. One side wanting nothing but death, blood, and the eventual pursuit of power. The other wanting life, caring, and selfless actions fill the world. Gripping his Zanpaktou he is forced in to a fight that could bring hi to death, or a higher power of strength. Only time would tell. For now the body of Aries shifted in to a mindless state of pure instinct. The gauge of power only being shown by the actions of the inner Aries' fighting. The body clenched his head and doubled over.
"It's time to end this once and for all."
The 'good' Aries was in a serious tone as well as clenching his sword ready to defend himself against E.Aries. Both ready to fight and raring to cease this endless fighting for good.
Fri Feb 05, 2010 7:26 pm