Kosetsu, what a wonderful place it was. It was relatively warm, it was sunny, and it was pretty. To Tatsumi, this was all so peaceful and enjoyable to him, but the kicker for him. The icing on the cake to all this for him was the endless sight of snow and ice. Tatsumi was in a wonderland for himself. A place where he couldn't hurt a innocent soul and could have a endless stream of magic to create things to his enjoyment. This would most likely become his safe haven from the tribulation of Fiore's everyday annoyances.
As Tatsumi start wondering, he decided to leave 20ft tall pillars into the land, with ice so dark and black, no one could mistake who created them. He traveled for a while, eating off the land, literally, to replenish lost magic power and energy. He was actually looking for a specific location. A certain area that would look outstanding and could easily be seen from a distance. To him, it seemed to be a easy process that would be easily done but would soon to be painfully obvious that he would be wrong.
As Tatsumi start wondering, he decided to leave 20ft tall pillars into the land, with ice so dark and black, no one could mistake who created them. He traveled for a while, eating off the land, literally, to replenish lost magic power and energy. He was actually looking for a specific location. A certain area that would look outstanding and could easily be seen from a distance. To him, it seemed to be a easy process that would be easily done but would soon to be painfully obvious that he would be wrong.