Wandering God Of Death

[Asagi]

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There he was, wandering along a flowing river in the Western Lands, having no goal for his wander, nor any intention of returning to the heavens. The Death God Byakuya was indeed a stubborn one, refusing to return to the rest of the Gods after the destruction of his mother and father.

His calm blue eyes was set on the path infront of him, staring off into the distance. It was a warm day, yet a certain breeze to cool him down, no spirits were around to bother his wander either, making it a pretty calm day.

Sighing softly, he removed his scarf and hid it inside his haori, seeing as it was very warm, he didn't need the scarf, and even though he enjoyed the peace, he was somewhat bored, another soft sigh escaped the man's soft lips as he sat down under a tree, watching the light reflect off of the river water, he figured since he was pretty bored and had wandered for a long time, he could just as well just take a break.

To any by passing person, it would just seem as a pretty, yet ordinary man laying under a tree. Only demonic beings and those with holy powers could sense his extreme spiritual powers after all, something that suited the god fine, as he didn't like to be bothered too often. His only task was to send wandering spirits to heaven and nothing more.

Even if that was his only purpose, he did often help the living though, he tended to scare some people away though, as his face and behaviour always held that slightly cold and arrogant hint, many humans didn't like that about him. Though all of this didn't matter now, he just felt like resting up a bit before continuing his endless wander.

[evillittlecutie]

Misaki-chi skipped from foot to foot with her small dragon Coco clinging desperately to her neck. Her short black hair boucing against her small shoulders as the five year old looks around herself for something exciting to do. Red eyes look from the left to the right beore she growls to herself.

Deciding she might as well clean the blood that splattered own her clothes from her last victim she padded towards the river. With no quelms she walked into the cold river and nearly scrambled out knocking her poor dragon off of her.

"Sorry Coco," she smiled apolegetically at her fire dragon. Then making sure that he was okay as he settled bitterly on the river bank she tried to clean her dark blue kimono scrubbing with her little fingers. "Blood is so hard to get out," she sighs.

She then turns around ready to leave and summon Coco but her little dragon starts to waddle to a stranger by the tree. Curious to see who the stranger is she steps out of the lake and wrings her kimono. Smoothing it over as best she can she quickly scoops up her dragon and sits down to stare at the young man wondering when he'd wake up.

[Asagi]

Byakuya was awake, yet kept his eyes closed, he felt the aura of a little girl, yet this aura felt evil, made him, as a pure being uncomfortable. After a while though, he opened his calm blue eyes, staring down at the girl who was staring at him with a sort of uninterested look on his face. After all, living beings were really none of his business at all, he was a God and should not interfere with the living, yet he did. Sometimes.

"What do you want, little girl?"

[evillittlecutie]

She gave him a big chesire grin seeing that he was awake and prodded her little dragon to point at him.

"Look, look Coco he's awake isn't that just fun," she sighs happily. She then gets to all fours and crawls towards him curitosity shining in her red orbs.

"Why are you so pure?" she wrinkles her nose up a bit in disgust before yelping.

Her dragon Coco decides that he must hop off her shoulder and alight on the strangers knee. The little serpentine neck stretching before he lets out a squeak trying to communicate.

"And yet you smell like death," she said thoughtfully. And as if to confirm her suspicions Misaki-chi sniffs the air tentavily. "Yes you have dealings with the dead."

[Asagi]

"That is none of your business, little girl." Byakuya replied in the same cold tone as he kept his calm eyes on her, she reeked of evil, and not to mention that he could feel that quite a deal of spirits held a grudge to this girl. He wasn't worried if she attacked him though, for he was an immortal and couldn't be killed.

"And I could ask why a little girl such as you are so unpure."

[evillittlecutie]

Misaki-chi looked at him and took on a mocking tone. "It is none of your business." She grinned and stood up before frowning at the grass stains on her kimono. "Just when I cleaned it of the bloodstains," the five-year-old pouted and told her little dragon to come.

As soon as the dragon settled on her shoulders, his tail curling up around her neck like a scaly boa she turned her back on the stranger. "We all have our reasons for doing what we do. It's not my fault the only joy I get is taking the life of someone human or not. They all deserved it... you wouldn't understand," she said tearfully and wiped her eyes on her dirty kimono sleeve.

"When your born to do evil, you must do evil. That's what they all expect," she sighed heavily then perked up whirling around to grin at him. "Despite it all it's great fun," she smiles through her tears. "Its the only time I can really play, right Coco?"

[Asagi]

"Hn, that makes sense little girl. It's not very fun to be the one who cleans up the mess from evil beings though." Byakuya stated, standing up and brushing dust away from his clothing as he still kept his eyes on the girl, this was the first time he had seen someone so young be so evil, it was a new thing, yet it didn't suprise him, nothing ever did. Being a God, he had to be open for anything, usual or unusual. It was his duty after all.

[evillittlecutie]

You wiggles her bare toes in the grass before she dares to look up at him, having to tilt her head back to look him in the eyes. "I am evil because my creator wanted me so. So does that mean you clean up my messes to?" she frowns thoughtfully at that before smiling.

"It's kind of like playing dolls. I break the dollies and you either fix them or throw away," she smiles at that realization and begins to hop from foot to foot before she senses someone coming near.

Unable to hold herself still any longer she takes off with Coco taking to the sky. "Their blood calls me."