The Immortal Swordsman

[Kuzuru]

Renji listened intently while smoking from his pipe. Whatever this creature was, at least he seemed more helpful than malicious. Carn kept speaking of anomalies and even reffered to Kuzuru as one. Perhaps demons and anomolies are one in the same? the bladesman thought to himself.

"And that sword you have, I'm pretty sure, is like an Anomaly. An inanimate one, or has been reduced to one. I don't know. You have to ask it yourself."

Renji laughed at the thought "we aren't exactly on speaking terms." Kuzuru wanted nothing more than blood and gore. The only time the demon spoke about anything other than spilling blood was when Renji allowed himself to be consumed by the blade. Inside the depths of the blade Renji allowed the demon to take control of his body, turning him into a living weapon. During these moments Renji and the million other souls swallowed by the blade met. This meeting could take many forms, but often it was a ball or dance of some sort. The ghosts would never speak or interact with Renji and he was forced to sit there and watch as Kuzuru used his body to tear apart the opposition. He hated relying on the demonic power of Kuzuru, but sacrifices had to be made if he was to be the best.

He listened to Carn's explanation of the verses and Omnillium. He raised an eyebrow at the thought of being able to create anything with the magic substance. Concentrating on the rainbow orb in his chest he he out his hand and focused for a short time watching in awe as the Omnilium began to take shape. After a few moments a simple wide-brimmed bamboo hat was created The hat obscured his face beneath a shadow and made the swordsman even more intimidating.

"Tell me Carn, does this place have bounties? I'm looking for warriors to fight and slay, I'm going to become the best swordsman here" a devilish glean appeared in his eye and a wicked smirk crawled across his lips. Even though Kuzuru's bloodlust was silent Renji was itching for a fight, this was perhaps the first time in centuries that he would find worthy opponents and his body tingled at the thought. He looked at Carn, thinking about drawing his sword against the Anomaly. No, he was helpful I won't kill him. Renji wasn't sure where he would head first, but he would be looking for bloodshed wherever he went.