Glancing down at the piece of paper in his hand. He still hadn't seen what his Espada even looked like. This was the first sign of any contact between them.
Extending his arm his made a flicking motion, slowly a thin line or Raisetsu stretched out, pushing the fabric of space time slowly away.
Shoving his long silver locks from his face he was slightly saddened. Most of the Espada and their Fraction, had a relationship of some kind. But their was nothing at all between Azien and his Espada.
How fitting was it that his Espada represented the number zero.
By now the gapping doorway stood wide and was ready for Azien to travel through it. Stepping forward Azien began on his journey to the Real World.
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