Inquisition of Nobility

''Some time had passed since the Valhalla tournament. Battles had been waged, some lost and others won. Some lost their lives, others found new paths on which to tread. But regardless of the outcome, bonds had been formed between those involved...''

Kenji walked through a secluded area with the wind blowing through his hair, for once not really calming him as it once had. Margin Heart. The man he killed, lingered on in his memory. The final strike, his final words. "Kenji! Tell them I didn't become a complete idiot and become the beast they will fear....." They were like demons in his mind, but none of the stress showed on his face.

His red bandanna billowed in the wind and brought a brief respite from his troublesome thoughts, but once it stopped moving, they returned again. "Enough!" A voice, sounding very much like a whip cracking, sounded in the depths of his mind. The voice of Kyoaku, the one Kenji shared a very soul with. "Do you intend to sulk all day?" He asked, somewhat annoyed. Smirking and shaking his head, Kenji sighed. No reply was needed, and Kenji's posture showed well his improved mood. "Thanks Kyo," The black-haired Shinigami remarked casually. "I needed that." Choosing a destination, Kenji sought off in a random direction, for once letting fate guide his footsteps.