Ziren made his way through the Hokage Mansion. He had a lot of memories here. Some good. But a lot bad. But right now, he can't dwell on the past. Because very ironic enough, a part of his own past is finally showing itself from the darkness that it hid for so long.
Today, he had decided to not be under a simple transformation justsu, in which he had hid who he was from a lot of people, of physically changing his own identity without anyone realizing it. No, his hair was no longer blue, his skin wasn't light. The man in question of what he looked like now. He had dark brown hair, tanned skin. An arm glove covered his left arm, to hide that it really is a metal arm. The only real way for someone to physically say this new looking man is indeed Chigokai Ziren, is to look at the eyes. One would see the permanent blood swirling around.
He was at the door that would lead to the Hokage's office. His hand was only a few inches away, from knocking on the door, but he was hesitant. He doesn't have a good standing relationship with the current Hokage. But... Right now, he will have to push that off to the side. There are people that he cares about, that he wants to see protected.
Three short knocks on the door, and then silence. The Medical Chief, who looked vastly different and almost unrecoverable waited patiently. Listening to any blood flows that might get his attention.
Today, he had decided to not be under a simple transformation justsu, in which he had hid who he was from a lot of people, of physically changing his own identity without anyone realizing it. No, his hair was no longer blue, his skin wasn't light. The man in question of what he looked like now. He had dark brown hair, tanned skin. An arm glove covered his left arm, to hide that it really is a metal arm. The only real way for someone to physically say this new looking man is indeed Chigokai Ziren, is to look at the eyes. One would see the permanent blood swirling around.
He was at the door that would lead to the Hokage's office. His hand was only a few inches away, from knocking on the door, but he was hesitant. He doesn't have a good standing relationship with the current Hokage. But... Right now, he will have to push that off to the side. There are people that he cares about, that he wants to see protected.
Three short knocks on the door, and then silence. The Medical Chief, who looked vastly different and almost unrecoverable waited patiently. Listening to any blood flows that might get his attention.