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Sitting still as a statue, Aucun was aware of the presences slowly entering the area and even the dojo itself. They seemed unaware of him for the most part and didnt stop to gaze at the modifications that he had made to the place. The dark red atmosphere, the ghastly figures trudging about. He snickered at their ignorance, but motionless he remained sitting at the bar. As far as he could recall, he had never been here, but despite that he had a strange feeling that perhaps he had. Or that perchance someone would for some reason recognize him, though that idea seemed truly obsurd. For the time being, he would remain static in his placement. Patiently observing anything and everything that would happen around him.

Suddenly the man's meditations stopped as he fell forward, his coat slipped back revealing that his arms were wrapped tightly across his stomach as his barred teeth clenched so tightly that every muscle in his jaw stood out in sharp relief. A low growl emerged from the man as his body began to be wracked with something that was neither pain nor pleasure. It was something which for him transcended sensation, it was not a physical ailment, instead it was something far more fundamental. His body shook and contorted in much the same manner as a person with lock jaw. Yet as it contorted it was pushed far beyond human limits and took on a variety of postures that would have killed someone with normal anatomy. As his back arched until his head nearly tocued his heels his eyes were squeezed tightly shut yet an indefinable glow lit the lids from within. Finally after several minutes which felt like hours for the man it passed and he collapsed onto his side without a side. His mind was still sharp despite what had occured and in moments his body turned and once more was in a normal posture which included the realignment of several bones. He did not pant, there was no sweat to wipe from his brow, he did not even cease clenching his jaw. After all it was too early to trust what may lay behind his teeth for him to even mutter to himself as he was wont to do when relatively alone or bored. He knew that what he desired was near but he would wait until all was complete before giving in to what lay hidden behind his teeth. The craving set his nerves afire but he knew that the sensation itself was a part of something far more important than the basic skills he had been practicing. So without returning to a sitting position he simply closed his eyes once more and dreamt while awake of the memory that was being unearthed slowly by the sensation. They were connected of course, but to unlock one would unlock so much more than an ability to fight well. It would unlock the ability to live in the form he truly belonged. For once the emptiness of his mind was disturbed without intent and a thought floated out into the ether, bal Darkling. It was only a fragment thought but it was obviously a title to something.

The man turned sightless eyes towards the door as it opened, a golden light reflected from his eyes as they seemed to outward appearences to focus on the door. The man stood slowly dusting off his coat before returning to a sitting postition without a word. If any one wished to speak with him he was sure they would address him, until then he needed to focus on his development. The mere concept of development unlocked his oldest memories which were savored and tucked away in short order. Once more his eyes would close and he would shift into meditation, still not trusting what lay behind his teeth not to betray him.

The man's eyes flashed an intense golden as his sight returned and he stood suddenly before falling backwards. His hands were outstretched to the heavens as four sets of wings burst from his back, two of the sets were feathered, one white and the other black, one set was leathery like those of a bat, and the final set were skeletal in nature. Claws burst from his hands as spikes of bone errupted from beneath his skin and a second set of arms emerged from his ribcage. Fangs lengthened and several varied tails emerged to lash about as the man hit the floor and disappeared, as though still falling through the earth. As his fingertips disappeared through the floor all that remained was a swirl of dust and several feathers which burst into nothingness as well. There was not even an energy signature or aura to follow, the man was simply gone as fleeting as a dream.

After several minutes though, a slight swirl of scattered dust would reveal a single jet black sliver of obsidian which lacked a memorable origin. The sliver was a half inch long and only an eight of an inch thick at it's widest point. If one inspected it closely it would prove to have blood red tips yet it still appeared to be a fragment of rock.

Touching down on the ground from his jump out of the tree, Kamui got to a standing position then bringing up his right hand, he proceeded to rakes his fingers through his platinum blond hair. Taking his sunglasses from his face with his left hand, Kamui folded the arms of his sunglasses up then dips the left arm just under the collar of his shirt only to start to make his way toward the main building Kamui scanned the area with his azure orbs and took in the fact that there were many souls here and none of them were of the weak variety. The thought of this brought a wide smile to Kamui's face but, he was waiting for one soul in particular but he was unsure if their paths would cross this fateful day or not.

Kamui feeling the brush of a familiar but different soul appearing behind him, Kamui pivots on the ball of his right foot in time to see a sturdy looking gentleman with gray hair, scanning the new visitor, Kamui sees twin pistols attached to the man's thighs. A smirk crossing over his lips, Kamui throws his hand behind him catching the bottom of his white jacket, this action sending the back of his jacket up like it were caught in a breeze revealed twin silver ballers that were extremely accurate should the owner be able to put two and two together. Watching the man through his black sunglasses, Kam's azure spheres spring to life as he says in a rather jovial tone.

"Hello Tac or are you someone completely different my friend?"

Kamui looked him over again then looked up into the sky while listening to the time line Genesis was giving. Growing more and more fascinated as he continued to go on.

"So you have led this many lives and your saying that your current name is Genesis. Pleasure to meet you Genesis so can you be any of your former selves or are you locked in just that one."