Karakura Town, home to many humans and souls, was quiet a beautiful place when one was to admire its beauty. The ever blue skies that held few clouds above head. The every busy streets where humans would casually walk from place to place. Whether it be work or home, or even a restaraunt or park, they were always moving about when outside. As the crowds moved to place to place, one would notice a fairly tall man. Standing a rough 6 foot something yet quite lean at the same time, the man seemed to have a unique aura about him. His attire wasn't too different as he wore a black hooded jacket that was unzipped to reveal his minor muscular build that was restrained by his tight blue tank top, a pair of black, cargo pants that were slightly baggy and held up by a black leather belt. He even wore a pair of black sneakers and a dull silver chain around his neck. It was quite easy to assume he were human, but at the same time he had to be of an other world, another origin.
This assumption would be proven true as with each step the man took, a small amount of reiatsu would leak out. This reiatsu could easily be mistakened as a Shinigami's, but it would prove to be a bit off. The man wore a Gigai, but however due to being a bit cheap, the suit wouldn't be able to seal all his reiatsu away for the time being. The leak was small and that would be enough to keep most humans unaware of his presence. However the leak would be enough for most spiritually aware humans and souls to track the man down. The chances of someone actually trying to hunt him down would be slim to none seeing that his reiatsu was giving off the vibe of a Shinigami even though he was a Vizard. That's right this man was a Vizard, but unlike most, he was unlike the others of his kind. He managed to take his skills a step further by not only nearly mastering them, but soon after recreating them. It was due to his exit of Karakura he was able to accomplish such a feat, but afterwards he wished to return home. That would explain his wanting to return to the town to check up on it.
The man continued to walk through the mildly busy streets until he came across the Karakura Park. The place the man spent most of his time when he was first sent to the Living World. It was this place he managed to get recruited by the Vizards and it would be this place he would visit first. He came across his old parkbench that overlooked a small pond. He would sit down and watch as the fish swam and the swans floated above the water. Finally feeling as if he had accomplished something, the man raised a hand up to his face and removed the hood so his face was in full view. To be honest, this guy wasn't half bad looking. An early or mid 20's man that had a pair of dark, misty, gray eyes and his shoulder length, darker than night, black hair that was tied into a ponytail with the exception of two bangs that would cover the sides of his face. The man would smile lightly as he saw a few kids run on the other side of the pond to reveal a mouth of decent, all white teeth. His smile soon faded back into an unemotional stare that gazed upon the unmoving pond. Then the man softly said aloud;
Seems like nothing has changed too much round here
He would turn his head slowly as he had felt something begin to move towards him. The reiatsu was still kind of faint from his location, but he could easily tell when a reiatsu was coming at him. When it would get closer he would be able to get the reiatsu type down, but for now, he would continue to relax. With that now, he turned back to the pond and watched as one of the swans stuck their head under the water and returned up with a fish in its mouth. Another small smile would come across his face as he said, "I couldn't have said it any better"
