Fourteen years on from the final bout with Averian and all Kusaka could think about was how he missed the action. Here he was reduced to a spiritually aware Human with barely any reiryoku to rub together, while his fourteen-year-old son, Hawke, steadily began to surpass him. The little bore had already achieved Bankai in a length of time that put both he and Kenji to shame, and he was only getting stronger. Sure he was proud of his son but also a little envious. Maybe he was even a little jealous. No matter what he tried his powers just weren’t coming back. Kenji could research and experiment until he was blue in the face but it wouldn’t matter much in the long-run.