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Embrace The Madness...
It was the first thing he saw: two orbs, lights in the darkness burning with yellow balefire. Her hair was liker her garment, ribbons of blinding white silk drifting lightly on the wind. Light glinted off of her ebon velvet skin as she came closer to him.
And thus she spoke.
"I have been nameless to you."
His eyes burned at her, the intense gaze never phasing her. "You never gave it to me."
Her stare burned into him, colder than Hyorinmaru, and yet hotter than Yama-ji had ever burned.
"You would protect her? Avenge her? The child of your heart?"
He said nothing, ice over fury in his very soul.
"You, the greatest of all who wielded the sword," she intoned, "you, the Berserker King. Born of the Water and the Earth. You who takes all and gives nothing."
Eyepatch long since torn away, amber eyes stared at her. "What would you have me do?"
"Avenge me."
Reaching up, her dark arms wrapped around his neck, bells tinkling as silken skin brushed coarse hair..
"They, my children have been forgotten; their legacy consigned to oblivion. Awaken your name! Embrace your Nature! And dine with me in the bowels of Hell!"
"Now yer speakin' my language, woman," he said softly as she leaned in.
"The Three Hundred Legacy will live in her, and the Glory will shine once again across the barrens."
Gripping his zanpakutÅ, he felt his familiar grin slide into place.
Awaken my name...
"Embrace the madness..."
And in that moment, Glory burned brighter than the Sun in the sky.
"Rise...SPARTA!"
