5.1-Not all souls are lost souls

Damien opens his eyes and finds him in a strange space. He is lying flat on a hillside overlooking a vast village with a pristine collection of buildings inside of the village. Despite his nervousness fatigue overtakes him once again and he falls in a deep sleep. During that sleep all he can see is fire and at the center a colossal battle of dominance and ****. One is a older man of muscular stature and dominant imposition and the other seems to be larger than life itself. The older man seems familiar to Damien as he looks into their battle. It is a close battle and the flames are getting hard to be around due to the increase of the heat over time of the fight. You witness the older man cleaved and the battle over. A shrill cry fills the environment as the flames begin engulf all that surrounds it. It burns the town to the ground, it cries in agonizing pain and sorrow as if it lost a lover, a brother, its soul mate. Before his **** you could have sworn he looked towards your direction. You could see his beard, magnificent and glorious and a small smile cross his faces as he falls for the last time. A rage unlike anything you have ever felt before begins to take your form. What happened with your past issues of the darkness and the trials were nothing to what you feel now. You notice tears stain your eyes but you can't understand. The fire licks at your body and its pressure and heat is enough to snap you out of your dream as you awaken back to the same spot you were at before but this time you aren't alone. Zoqai and Rachel are sitting at your side worried expressions painted across their beautiful faces. Rachel wipes a tear from your eye as she looks adoringly at you, Zoqai grasps you hand and you can feel the concern radiating out of the young half-ling. "What did you see?" Zoquai asks as you make eye contact with Rachel. Rachel peaks into your minds eye and sees the horror, the pain, the anguish of your vision and pulls you tightly into her arms. "Why you?" she whispers to herself as she begins to share the vision she saw. You look to the horizon and see 11 housing units and feel a pull to go there. Soon you and your companions begin a slow and uneasy journey to confront the vision and figure out where you are. Zoquai's connection to the **** allows her to notice you are being watched but their intentions are not hostile so she doesn't say anything. Damien and company walks back into town and despite weird looks and wielder words walk to the center of what appears to be their town. Just before they cross the plane between the two sections of city, they are swarmed by a massive number of people clad in black from head to toe. Rachel's eyes begin to glow and she hovers briefly off the ground preparing to defend her love. Zoquai activates her saber and both women sandwich Damien between the two of them. Damien feels a pull coming from the area at the center of the village and wants to go there but he trusts his ladies and waits to see what happens.

Out of the blue a group of people appear and amongst them one who had heard of him from a friend and a mentor. She removes her hat and sighs looking to the intruders. "I'm assuming you aren't ryoka due to your perplexing energy signatures, why are you here" She asks hesitantly. Damien forces himself past the defensive barrier that Rachel set up and speaks. "I don't know honestly, I woke up here and then had a odd dream. Where is here exactly?" He looks to the woman finally and her breath catches. "I could swear I have seen his face somewhere before" she thinks to herself. "Ma'am, he is in the picture. You know THAT picture with HIM." a dark skinned woman who is standing next to her points out. She looks at Damien and a slight blush crosses her face but then deep despair starts to radiate from her. "He isn't going to like this" she whispers to her compatriot. Looking back at Damien she says "You need to come with me, I have something to show you." Damien looks at Rachel to get a read on the group in front of him where Rachel nods. "Ok, but promise my friends and mate here (pointing to Rachel) will be safe. "You have my word" the lady in the hat says as the mass group of shadow clad men dissipates. Damien and company follows their mysterious new friends inside of the inner city. Damien has a ominous feeling that he can't shake which is starting to make him feel uncomfortable, Rachel keying in on this grabs his hands interlocking with his fingers. "Don't worry, I've got you." she gently says as Damien leans against her. They take the walk to wherever they are going as a walk along a beautiful coast. Damien puts his fears out of his mind but little does he know the sorrow he thinks he has experienced will never compare to what he is about to feel. Rachel and Zoquai can feel the change in atmosphere and look at each other hesitantly. A single look between two emptaths could say it all for the event that was about to unfold.

They come to the end of their journey at a shrine of sorts. Once Damien looks upon the stone and after getting the translation for the language by touch, Damien's emotions slowly begin to bubble. The dream he had, the fire, the battle, the stoic warrior that looked so familiar during the dream becomes to clear to him. How he saw this he had no idea but the fact that this influential man in his life was no longer with them became too much to bear. Damien's forlorn started to bleed off of him as he broke down and dropped to his knees. Tears rolled down his eyes when he came face to face with someone he missed and thought he had lost forever. "Dad, this can't be you." he whispered to himself as his fingers ran down the sculpted head peace. In front of Damien laid the most influential person and officer he ever met. It was because of him that he met Roxanne and made the moves he made. This was his father figure, his best friend, his closest confidant.

In front of him was the resting place for Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto. The pain welled up in him and began to burn through his very pores. He had been through so much losing Roxanne and now his father figure? Damien let the tears fall over his grave as he let everything lose. The entirety of the Seireitei could feel Damien's sorrow and the weight of it started suppressing almost everyone. Rachel swiftly grabbed Damien and pulled him into her form taking his emotional oppression into her own body. Damien broke down even harder and gripped at Rachel's cloak pleading to bring him back. Rachel consoled her love and wanted to to anything possible to ease his pain. She pulled their spiritual forms into her mind space where he could fully grieve and not affect anyone. Upon seeing this Zoquai eased everyone's fears by telling them what was going on. Hearts were heavy that day because one of the only people their fearless leader of the past spoke highly of finally came to the conclusion that the one man he has ever had in his life that he looked up to were gone. The leader of the group now introduced as Shunsui Kyōraku dissipated the remainder of the forces there to give the griever time to process. She looked to the sky and whispered a silent prayer to her former mentor. "Genryūsai, he is here. I don't know what to do now. I wish you were here to help." Unbeknownst to them a broken object began to glow as it repaired itself. Soon it would explode in a crimson curtain of flame as it raced towards their direction. It would strike the ground with **** unparalleled as Damien would finally see the gift that was left for him from his passing father figure.