This isn't a stalemate. This is a failed plea for war.

[kudakero_kyouka]

 [There's a gentle pressure of change in the Nexus, just the slightest pressure. And there's a reason for it. For now, beyond the boundaries of the three main factions and out of the reach of the freelance homes - there is death. The space between the Seireitei, Neutral and Las Noches is empty and brown, grass and trees dead to all who see them,

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[nameless_ronin]

[Feels just like home.]

[kudakero_kyouka]

[The gentle twitching of a nearby hand marks the flame of life in another arrancar still burning - the face to go with that hand buried beneath a mound of bodies as the stench of death drifts lazily through the air.

Why hello there, oh nameless one.]

[nameless_ronin]

[His own reiatsu sweep out over the battlefield, darkness mixed with death and the sound of endless battle. Hello to you too, Kyouka.]

[kudakero_kyouka]

[A sudden waft of a breeze and behind him, stood atop a pile of dead arrancar, a shinigami appears. Just standing. Watching. A subtle glint in his eye.

And then there settles Kyouka, too, sat on a mound of dirt cradling the head of a bleeding, dying male arrancar, soothing his hair against his head.]

War is such a cruel thing... though I doubt oyu of all people would agree.

[nadegiri_flame]

Now this feels familiar...

[kudakero_kyouka]

[In the distance, there is a shinigami pacing around, stabbing his blade down into any survivors that reach to him for help.

For now, she'll keep herself nicely hidden... ]

[nadegiri_flame]

...So is this the world you fear? Or is this simply what you want THEM to fear... I have to wonder...