He found himself facing two other men - tall, slender and aloof. Despite their physical closeness, there seemed to be a void between them, so deep it was almost tangible - even for a stranger. He looked into their eyes. Blue, but of entirely different hues. They almost seemed like night and day. While the eyes of the first reminded him of cold steel - greyish, sharp, but soulless like a doll's, it was the deep blue of the other man's irises that felt like daggers through his chest. His gaze was hypnotic, piercing, leaving him unable to look away. He felt like he had fallen into a trance.
"What's your name?", he was asked by the first who looked at him with anything but warmth. The inner resistance he felt was immediate. He answered the question regardless. "Akame Nisei." "Not that one", the man replied in an undertone of dismissal that didn't slip Nisei's attention. He smiled politely, not even trying to make it seem genuine - showing the other his ill will more openly this way than he would have had he looked at him with arrogance. "What name are you talking about if not the one in my student records?", he asked, defiance dripping from his voice like poison from an assassin's syringe. "The name that's written on your body", the second man replied much more calmly, but in an equally cold voice. The sound of if was even more attractive than his eyes. Nisei paused. He didn't understand.
"I told you, Seimei. It can't be him. I can't even feel him." The man didn't seem to even consider looking at his companion, proceeding to pierce Nisei with his gaze instead. Nisei let him, enthralled by his ultramarine eyes that almost made him want to pledge allegiance to the handsome stranger. He felt the man's warm fingers around his wrist before a surge of energy went through his entire body. "I can. System activated."
All of a sudden, large, black letters appeared on the back of his hand, forming the word "BELOVED". They seemed to unsettle the blond man that had escorted Seimei to their meeting, probably because the same word was written on, no, carved into his neck. "That's...", he whispered, voice on the edge of desperation as he looked at Seimei's hand that was identical with Nisei's. "...impossible." His sacrifice had just slipped from his grasp. Seimei had found his true Sentouki.
When Soubi tried to push Nisei aside, his hands couldn't even touch him and all of a sudden, his entire body became transparent. He stumbled and fell, right through Nisei without the other one noticing. It was as if he ceased to exist. Helplessly, he looked at his sacrifice one last time before Seimei's blue floodlights shone a hole into his chest, felling him and rendering him unconscious before the ground gave way as well as he and everything around him was sucked into a void he didn't even know existed.