::Two hundred years had passed since Zeram and Shinko left but before hand faking their death. Zeram had looked a bit different now his hair much longer than before and his hight much taller. He had a long robe on and his face covered. He was on top of a building masking his reaitsu. He hid in the shadows looking from the top of the building watching the humans walk. Zeram had noticed a group of small shinigamis move by, they seemed to be looking for something or someone. Zeram knew that they weren't looking for him, and if they were his spies in the Soul Society would tell him their search was stoped short when a rift in teh sky opened. A gang of hollows attacked the group of Shinigamis making a war between the two groups break out. Zeram turned his attention to his back to find a fimilar presences. "Took you long enough what shallbe our plans"?"