Swirling wind | Fitui kazuha Au

The beginning; and just

The air timid, the bustling streets and the sounds of feet rushing, battle cries, and stench fills the air. Fast pace foot steps grow louder, voices approach. War continued to echo the land, there was no ending corner. Was there a way to truly be free?

After the hunt slowly died down Keadehara regained his title, regained his clans security. He saw no remorse, tainted by the war. Losing his immortality. Unhinging.

Chapter 1: The beginning; and just.

The soft winds of all tavyat indicated that there was a storm coming, a heavy storm at that. kazuha sat by the shore, sword in hand. Taking in the tainted scenery, red skies. Only negative thoughts lingered in his mind, he had no other hope. He sent little writings in bottles hoping someone would answer his cry. He was not allowed to leave Inazuma. His bandages covered with dry blood. He touched the vision that was embedded into his hand. He felt nothing, but heartache and rage. He glanced at the shore with a specific thought in mind. "Why would you out of all people brave the lightnings glow" his crimson eyes became narrow as his eyes faltered and the crimson red grew less bright. Thundering clouds clashed and roared in which began to rise over his head. A shiver going down his spine he looked up, a drip of water falling from the sky. 'A storm awaits me.' He stood up from the ground and watched as the tides
Quickly came in. Roaring waves brushing against the rocks, the sea awaking its slumber. Suddenly, the sound of footsteps approached behind him. His hands shaking he saw their fast approach before he could even make it. He was not in the mood to fight. But, it was a single persons foot steps. But when he turned around there was no one to be found.

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The hunt decree forsaw its favor it knew no bounds. With the current situation, kazuha had no abode to go to. His belongings were confiscated and he was a wanted criminal. Word quickly spread across Inazuma nothing was kept quiet. Soon, the organization known as the fatui heard of this outcome and sent a recruit to investigate.

" Allow me, jester "

Dottore spoke from their headquarters,
He of all people knew this day would come. But he didn't want to reveal his plan quite yet.

"Leave everything to me."

Dottore's mission was set, recruit a member, and use them to their benefit.
'Toy with him as a pawn' so to speak. There's nothing quite fulfilling than to make someone's wish come true. Twisting their mindset into there own will. But he didn't want to reveal his identity. As such, he made a clone in which looked like a member of the fatui.

"I don't come here to harm you, put your sheath down there's really no need."

Kazuha not buying what the man spoke he did it anyway, not wanting to put more blood on his hands than he already had too. "What are you after, I don't have anything to give you." He spoke, tone shaken and rattled. He was tired. but also knew that from his attire that they were from the fatui. So, he decided to play dumb. "No need to be so eager my friend, we took it upon ourselves to give you what you desire the most—" he stopped, being interrupted. "Which is?" "Your heart yearns for someone to blame, it's filled with rage." His words flew in and out of kazuha's ear. It wasn't the first time he heard it, he himself knew already but didn't want to admit it. "As such, you bear the shackles of your god in which who she has reaped away your purpose with her system—" interrupted again, kazuha was confused on how this person could no so much. But, then again was probably paid to receive this background information on him. Or so he thought.

"Get straight to the point."

Kazuha raised his tone, but wasn't a shout.

"We offer you new recourses to regain your clans status and seek revenge. On those who've wronged you."

Kazuha broke his speech by wielding his sword.

"Revenge won't do Justice, won't erase what happened."

Dottore chuckled out of remorse for this baron lost soul. He placed his hand on top of the sword and pushed it down and walked to his ear.

"—what if I tell you there is, you can maybe.. strike back at the god"

Kazuha dropped his sword, which he has never done in battle and began to glare viciously. The tone of this character was different, it was like snakes that crawled down you skin. Thus, began the start of his debate.

"You expect me to believe a person like you who toys with lives.."

Kazuha spoke finally breaking the silence, tone getting sharper, and serious. In which was the time he last spoke with tomo.

"—if you don't trust me, this opportunity will slip through your hands. Now that I look at you, you don't have anywhere else to go, do you? So I hat difference does it make." Kazuha went silent trying to obtain a sense of, hope.

But what hope did he have left?

"If you need more thought, it's fine. Just meet me at this location tomorrow for an answer."

An answer.

Kazuha nodded, as he watched the stranger walked away, leaving the scent and aura of his character in the wind.

'The wind will follow.'