Balance of Souls: Collapse

Bleach: Equilibrium

Part 1
, Wandenreich Headquarters. Evening.

The heart of was host to a great many scars and memories, all of them were new. Reflecting the great changes that the Seireitei had undergone, very little of its ancient and historic form remained present within the walls that surrounded the capital. It had all been replaced by the architecture of the Wandenreich, transported into its place by absorbing the that constructed the previous landmarks so that the new ones could rise into place, like a curtain rising to reveal a new stage.

"In hindsight, this might have been a bad idea", Roshan Bamshad mused to himself as he wandered the hallways of the Wandenreich HQ, every window he passed gave him an eerily beautiful view of ice encrusted stonework buildings, only for another window to present to him some part that had been eradicated or demolished during the battle with the. It had been only a month or so following the victory the forces had over the  and work on getting everything back under control was proceeding at a mess of paces, one minute everything was fine and exceeding expectations, the next, someone's hair was one fire and the logistics crews didn't have a clue.

The man ruffled his shaggy blonde hair, letting out a sigh as he turned into the corner. To make things worse, Roshan had been appointed as Regent, somebody had gotten it into their head that he would've been a great choice to lead an empire just because he happened to be really old. He wasn't sure whether to be flattered or insulted, though he decided to grin and bear it, for now at least. The job was as easy as had made it look. You'd spout off some philosophical crap and give anyone who got uppity a glare that just screamed "I'm gonna smite you", the idea of it made him chuckle if nothing else.

The man's attention was drawn from his thoughts when a couple of passing saluted him, he returned their motion with a simple nod of the head before either party carried on. It was one more turn in the series of corridors he'd been walking through that he then found himself at a change of scenery. A doorway, exiting out onto a bridge bathed in the orange glow of a setting sun.

On the other end of that bridge was a circular platform and a ramp that rose up towards the gap in a massive ring. Two figures, clad in white robes and adorning the fragments of masks on otherwise random parts of their faces, were present on the bridge.

"Oh good, you're already here", he spoke to the open air, letting his voice carry toward the Arrancar while he bridged the distance between them.