[center][color=#000000][u][h3][b]Zume Tatasuko[/b][/h3][/u][/color][/center]

Flicking the blade slightly as if to remove something from it, Zume observed the change and nodded his head slightly. As the man entered sage mode, apparently by way of his blade, Zume's own blade returned to its [url=http://fc04.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2012/039/1/1/yuniba_saru_kimi_sealed_form_redraw_by_yoshua171-d4p356y.jpg]typical appearance[/url]. He bowed his head slightly as the stranger finally revealed his name, finishing the process of pleasantries that had not been finished when they began. Smiling slight as his blatant admission regarding fear, Zume in response, raised his blade before him so that the light could gleam off of it ever so slightly, [color=#000000][b]"its name is Ōku no iroai ni musuko([sub]多くの色合いへ息子[/sub] [I]'Son to many shades'[/I]),"[/b][/color] he stated with a slight smile as his eyes grazed over its surface before returning to Kojiro's form.

He closed his eyes, and immediately there was a slight shift in his demeanor. [color=#000000][b]"Yes, I suppose you could say we have tested eachother plenty, and it is time that the final exam begin,"[/b][/color] as his eyes opened, so did those of the abyss, for no longer were they hazel, but pitch black orbs set in his still handsome face. There was both a pull and a revulsion begot from gazing into those [url=http://www.davidicke.com/wordpress/wp-content/uploads/legacy_images/stories/May%202008/black_eyes.jpg]eyes[/url], as if they were the essence of emptiness itself. [i]Seijou no nentou karada(Purity of the Mind and Body),[/i] he thought in silence as he initiated a technique, then began walking towards his opponent, the man Kojiro.

The void chakra scattered about his form seemed to writhe and dance as he moved now, and for the first time, Kojiro would sense killing intent from him. Still, it was not as it would have been from most, no it was a strange mixture of terror inducing emotion and serenity--almost as if it hinted at what lay beyond this life. Fear of loss, then the serenity of letting go of it all and relinquishing ones worries and responsibilities to the world and those in it. It was a unique intent, this was certain, and the shade held it well.

[color=#000000][b]"I collect you will not regret if I kill you?"[/b][/color] He stated with a slight smile briefly touching his face before fading. He did not enjoy killing, only the conflict which was its premise, but if a man truly held no grudge, perhaps he could enjoy it...just this once.