Basic InformationName: Malark Anskuld
Age: 233
Gender: Male
Rank: Arrancer
Number:Looks: Malark is an Arrancer of average height and decently well built, with emerald colored eyes and long light red hair. He wears a long black overcoat that has purple lining and edges to it, underneath is a sleeveless white shirt, brown gloves, and a black hakama with black boots.
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Hollow Hole: The middle of his chest.
Mask Fragment: They are and at the back half of his upper jaws.
Number Tattoo:Personality: Malark is a stoic and proud Arrancer, who main goal is his continued existence over most everything else. Yet not one for underhand or dirty tricks unless placed in an overwhelmingly disastrous position. He dislikes ending or seeing another beings existence ended as it per warns how easily his own existence could come to an end, however; he show little mercy when fight and no restraint no matter how much weaker his opponent is.
Sexuality: straight
Relationship Status: Single
Weapon InformationWeapon Name: Desconcierto
Weapon Looks: The blade appears like that of a regular katana while a guard is hardly present. The hilt is black near the guard and slowly turns to red near the pommel. It does not posses a stealth for when neared it simply appears form nowhere into his hand.
Resurreccion Release Phrase: Unleash
Resurrecion InformationName: caos externo
Represent: Humans
Family:shadow/dark
Looks: Malark loses his his black overcoat, while his mask fragments extending down completing the lower portion of it's jaws, before continuing farther downward to his neck. His swords becomes bone-like in appearance with a serrated edge.
TechniquesName: Cero
State: Normal
Description: A white beam of energy produced from any finger on his hand.
Name: Partir Existencia
State: Resurrection
Description: The ability is to cut or pierce through another dimension making it seem as if half of his zanpakutou disappears only for it to appear again away from the rest of the blade, while moving and hitting as if still connected to the other half. He can not perform this at close range or at extreme distances nor can he make it appear within an living being or extremely close to a living being, unless the animate being is extremely weaker then he is.
History and RP SampleHistory: Malark's early existence as a normal hollow was lead on by his instincts to devour and grow. Which he did expectational at by devouring weak human souls on a regular basics and avoiding strong spiritual pressure from other beings.
Years past as Malark continued to prey on humans until one of his returns from the human world, were he was ambushed by another hollow. Fighting back Malark managed to gain the upper hand and devour his opponent. Finding the soul of a fellow kindred more appeasing, he began to devour weaker hollows and following stronger ones waiting from them to be weakened in a fight before attacking them. He continued onwards like this for a long time until he finally evolved into a Gillian. Which even in this state he seemed to still be lead by the instinct to eat, yet there was something now driving him something he could not fathom or explore.
Attacking and devouring lower gillians, until he evolved into an Adjucha where he realized what the other reason for his desire for more was. It was his urge to continue to existence. Comprehending this he began to devour stronger human souls, weaker Adjuchas, and even the occasional soul reapers at a faster pace. When he transformed into a Vasto lorde, he withdrew into the menos forest for sometime until he finally removed his mask.
RP Sample: Sitting at the edge of a large cliff, Malark stared across the white sands of Hueco Mundo. The roar or yells of hollows cared across the endless night's sky. Lowering his gaze form the shadowy from of Las Noches, he looked on as a small group of hollows attack an slew another of their own kind. A look of disgust, if only slightly, spread across the face of the newly formed Arrancer.
As they finished devouring the hollow the others began to turn on each other, as more hollows emerged from the sand to join the fry.
The cycle continues, I wonder if they will turn into a gillian? Malark thought to himself as he stood.
Not that it matter since it will probably only be a lesser one. He extended his left arm and clenched his fingers at the second knuckle before creating and firing his cero at the hollows completely destroying them and any hope of them become something more.
Looking back at the distance form of Las Noches, Malark disappeared with the buzz of a sonido in the air.