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Basic Information

Name: Kuro Bleak

Actual Age: 325

Appeared Age: 17

Gender: Female

Looks: Look at sig or avatar please

Personality: A description of character you ask? Well then. Where to begin? Mhmm.

Desire to win: Average looking? Seems so. Yet, the folly occurs within the appearance of Kuro, her child like appearance fools those that truly believe with their eyes. As planned, she can gain the upper hand, through sheer surprise, for it was her own, self harm, that lead to the appearance of such an outrageous child. It was cleverly done, her noteable knowledge of extensive research and the uncanny mind, of hers, combined it's ideals into a union, where the result was the figure of someone that none would expect, nor harm. Leading to a strategic form that'd is only benifical to her and a design that was first heard of especially within the court of Pure Souls. In short, this was a generous display of her mind, tip of the iceberg, though only surreal to her true thinking.

Cold: She is by far, a very cold person. It's unnatural and it almost exists as an aura, that surrounds her figure, repulsing those that try to socialise with Kuro. While these some of the negative aspects of the creature, though she values her cold persona; for it removes any unwanted obstacles, much like unrequited friendship, kinship and other emotions. For contact with her is minimum, only the brave dare to approach her and her obscure coldness, much to her approval that is; resulting in a serene environment as to which she enjoys, only her mind keeping her company as it dwindles within the confines of the neurocranium: producing the ideas she wishes to pursue.

Genius: Kuro knows it. Her mind is at a higher processing speed than others, being able to instantly collect vital information within the surrounding; enabling her to pick up on the tinest of detail, which is then transcribed into data through her mental working ( which occurs subconsciously and within micro seconds), the data then is relayed into her body, where it various effects occurs. Meaning to say, trying to catch her off guard is virtuall impossible, every trap or strategy leaves an imprint of it's use; to the uncanny mind it's generally overlooked, however Kuro symphans this information, resulting in a rapid counter. This level of thinking applies to her understanding, within simple use of her 6 senses (6th being the ability to identify the magnitude and siganture of reatsu), she can rapidly realise the value, worth or perhaps danger of items; this clearly is applied to combat, where she can quickly understand the enemies abilities and from then forth is able to find a suitable counter to the namely item (of ability).

Strategist: Naturally, she enjoys strategy, the only aspect to her personaility that is deemed "normal", to some extent ofcourse. For she is, often, seen, playing, chess or other human strategy games, even games that require the computer. These games keep her mind sharp, alert and when she is off duty, she takes the liberty to participate in such games as personal circulums, even exceeding to the extent to play with other members that she is familiar or on good terms with (rare but it exists).

Sexuality: Straight

Relationship Status: Single


Mask Information

Name: Fragment

Manifestation:
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Unique Ability: - Vastro Lorde: Under dire situations, namely approach of death, Kuro and the inner hollow merge, forming the illustrial Vastro Lorde; a creature that knows no fear, no pity nor remorse, only devouring all those that are within it's plight. Having undertaken such a phase, Kuro attains the following abilities:

- High Speed Regeneration (capable of restoring any wounds within seconds)
- Cero: Powerful enough to completely overpower a Black Cero, even if it's fired within a Segunda Etapa state
- Speed and Strength are far beyond the norm
- Telekenisis: A simple form of the ability, though when focused it is capable of doing a great deal of damage
- Soinido, a true form of the ability, though the speed exceeds that of those whom are akin to the ability

Note: Kuro can be released from the state if any part of the mask is damaged, as a result, all her wounds are revitalised and she returns to normal

- Holy Blight: From her shoulders are two vents, these vents produce a toxic gas; if inhaled the enemy starts to lose their vision and hearing;

1st post after exposure: Vision get's blurry and hearing starts to detoriate

2nd post ": The vision becomes worse, everything becomes blobs and hearing becomes muffled

3rd: The vision all around is blurred, nothing has a fixed shape and making out items can't be done, hearing is more or less gone, every now and then, the sound would randomly switch on but to 10x the normal, causing a heavy blow to the inner cranium.

(this toxic gas remains for an additional 3 posts after the mask dies, the gas is nearly invisble except it makes the whole area, affected, to be hazy, like a summer day, yet it is a VERY nice smelling gas, so it's hard to repel it and even tastes great, so enemy readily welcome it).

- Seven King Sword: She sprouts wings, jet black ones, similar to those of her Inner Hollow, these wings enable her to fly at rapid speed, increase her general agility and performance, however the true ability of this is, that they can break off and form heavily sharp swords, they, having being exposed to the enemies reatsu, then soon rummage freely, being immune to any spiritual or elemental based attacks, only being able to be blocked by physical weapons, much like a Zanpakutou, though it should be warned, these swords are coated in a rare liquid that burns anything within contact.

Hollow Mask Appearance:
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Duration: Duration: 10 posts Cool down: 5 posts

Zanpakuto Information

Zanpakuto Name: Blood Magician

Zanpakuto Looks: A black Katana

Zanpakuto Description: Sealed state = none?

Released Zanpakuto Description:

Shi-kai:

Basic: Kuro can fire black pulses of energy from her Zanpkautou, these can range from the strength of 1/2 a cero to double the power of a cero, the amount she can fire is dependant on her own free will. She can control the length of the pulses with the arch produced by her Zanpkautou, the longer the arch, the longer the pulse. She can control the pulses to an extent, i.e. left, right, up, down, nothing too great, as they move increadibly fast: as fast as a bala. It should be noted, that, these pulses are compressed forms of energy their penetrating power is immense only unpon contact that they explode and give rise to the cero power that they hold.

The 5 squares can stretch from their normal shape into objects that can swallow a whole cero, or snap shut upon itself only revealing the outlines of the square to be pressed against one and other. The squares actually are little vortexs, anything that passes through them can be redirected to another square to be fired off, furthermore they can innvert the attack giving the opposite element, reatsu against the enemies attack.

For instance: John fires a cero, it gets pushed through the square, it can be redirected instantly to another square, though with opposite reatsu signature so it deals a heavier damage. Or the energy from an elemental or reatsu attack can be absorbed and broken down, so the squares can fire little pulses of energy themselves, though this only lasts for 3 posts.

"Encrypt" - A technique, where 4 of the squares unify in a radius of 25m, or less, around enemy and Kuro, or just enemy. Within the prison, they can only escape if they break the squares in the correct order, red, blue, green, yellow, they can only be broken with the use of a PHYSICAL weapon that must be in the HAND. If they break the wrong one, in the wrong order, the enemy is electocuted, stunning them for a single post, if another is broken incorrectly they are stunned for 2 posts etc (bear in mind if they are broken in wrong order, they reform instantly). While in this prison they cannot escape NO matter what ability, nothing allows them to escape, attacks from outside can occur, though only if Kuro wishes for it.

Also within this, inversion of anything and everything can occur, time and space are also affected within this prison, ANYTHING can be inverted within that prison.

"Release" - By using blood of an enemy of Kuro, she can draw blood, smearing her zanpakutou and stabbing it into the 5 square, it causes the prison to impolde at a level 90 kido spell; though the power drops by 10 kido levels for each square broken.

Bankai: Will add later, though she does have a bankai

Zanpakuto Release Phrase: The world is your play ground, the toys are within your grasp, open the gate to the nether. (or Kuro can say "Open")

Released Zanpakuto Looks: The Zanpkautou and Kuro give a burning bright light that is born from Sunlight, showering the region from around them, 5 transparent squares float around.

History and RP sample

History:

Human Life:

Kuro, as she remembers, was a young girl, brilliant in mind with an exceptional future. She had everything; the looks, the brains, the money and the lifestyle. Nothing could have gone wrong. Nope.

RP Sample:

The day was warm

Basic Information

Name: Kuro Bleak

Actual Age: 325

Appeared Age: 17

Gender: Female

Looks: Look at sig or avatar please

Personality: A description of character you ask? Well then. Where to begin? Mhmm.

Desire to win: Average looking? Seems so. Yet, the folly occurs within the appearance of Kuro, her child like appearance fools those that truly believe with their eyes. As planned, she can gain the upper hand, through sheer surprise, for it was her own, self harm, that lead to the appearance of such an outrageous child. It was cleverly done, her noteable knowledge of extensive research and the uncanny mind, of hers, combined it's ideals into a union, where the result was the figure of someone that none would expect, nor harm. Leading to a strategic form that'd is only benifical to her and a design that was first heard of especially within the court of Pure Souls. In short, this was a generous display of her mind, tip of the iceberg, though only surreal to her true thinking.

Cold: She is by far, a very cold person. It's unnatural and it almost exists as an aura, that surrounds her figure, repulsing those that try to socialise with Kuro. While these some of the negative aspects of the creature, though she values her cold persona; for it removes any unwanted obstacles, much like unrequited friendship, kinship and other emotions. For contact with her is minimum, only the brave dare to approach her and her obscure coldness, much to her approval that is; resulting in a serene environment as to which she enjoys, only her mind keeping her company as it dwindles within the confines of the neurocranium: producing the ideas she wishes to pursue.

Genius: Kuro knows it. Her mind is at a higher processing speed than others, being able to instantly collect vital information within the surrounding; enabling her to pick up on the tinest of detail, which is then transcribed into data through her mental working ( which occurs subconsciously and within micro seconds), the data then is relayed into her body, where it various effects occurs. Meaning to say, trying to catch her off guard is virtuall impossible, every trap or strategy leaves an imprint of it's use; to the uncanny mind it's generally overlooked, however Kuro symphans this information, resulting in a rapid counter. This level of thinking applies to her understanding, within simple use of her 6 senses (6th being the ability to identify the magnitude and siganture of reatsu), she can rapidly realise the value, worth or perhaps danger of items; this clearly is applied to combat, where she can quickly understand the enemies abilities and from then forth is able to find a suitable counter to the namely item (of ability).

Strategist: Naturally, she enjoys strategy, the only aspect to her personaility that is deemed "normal", to some extent ofcourse. For she is, often, seen, playing, chess or other human strategy games, even games that require the computer. These games keep her mind sharp, alert and when she is off duty, she takes the liberty to participate in such games as personal circulums, even exceeding to the extent to play with other members that she is familiar or on good terms with (rare but it exists).

Sexuality: Straight

Relationship Status: Single

General Information:

- Utsuemi

- Her natural ability to keep up with insane speed, regardless of its magnitude, she can keep up and follow the movements without any problems, thanks to her analytical mind.


Mask Information

Name: Fragment

Manifestation:
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- Holy Blight: From her shoulders are two vents, these vents produce a toxic gas; if inhaled the enemy starts to vibrate, more and more, until their bones shatter and splinter to rupture their internal organs. The stages are the following and the gas only fills a region of 10m raidus around kuro, though she has control of where to direct it.

1 - 3 : Their body vibrates alot, their nerves are disrupted from their original state, getting winded is a highly possible chance, their movements are weakened as the nerves are failing to delivery the signals due to the vibrations

3-5: The bones start to suffer cracks, the responses in the nerves weaken, cutting the speed of the enemy by a good 50%

6 posts: bones break, shattering and at this point there is expected an exceeding internal bleeding.

If there is healing done at any point the toxic counters the healing and speeds it's process up by a further two posts per attempt at healing.


(this toxic gas reamins in their system even after the mask dies, the gas is nearly invisble except it makes the whole area, affected, to be hazy, like a summer day, yet it is a VERY nice smelling gas, so it's hard to repel it and even tastes great, so enemy readily welcome it - they must remain within the reaches of the gas and constantly inhale it. For instance, they must be in the gas's reach for 1-3 posts ot feel the 1-3 posts symptoms)

- Seven King Sword: She sprouts wings, jet black ones, similar to those of her Inner Hollow, these wings enable her to fly at rapid speed, increase her general agility and performance, however the true ability of this is, that they can break off and form heavily sharp swords, they, having being exposed to the enemies reatsu, then soon rummage freely, being immune to any spiritual or elemental based attacks, only being able to be blocked by physical weapons, much like a Zanpakutou, though it should be warned, these swords are coated in a rare liquid that burns anything within contact. They can be stopped with concentional means and zanpakutou.

- End Game: Can only be used once and on one attribute, Kuro can completely negate one attribute, whether it be fire, water, spirit based attacks. When done, the ability is locked and cannot be used until the mask of Kuro wears off. This can only be used per 1 mask usage.

Hollow Mask Appearance:
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Duration: Duration: 10 posts Cool down: 5 posts

Zanpakuto Information

Zanpakuto Name: Blood Magician

Zanpakuto Looks: A black Katana

Zanpakuto Description: Sealed state = none?

Released Zanpakuto Description:

Shi-kai:

Basic: Kuro can fire black pulses of energy from her Zanpkautou, these can range from the strength of 1/2 a cero to double the power of a cero, the amount she can fire is dependant on her own free will. She can control the length of the pulses with the arch produced by her Zanpkautou, the longer the arch, the longer the pulse. She can control the pulses to an extent, i.e. left, right, up, down, nothing too great, as they move increadibly fast: as fast as a bala. It should be noted, that, these pulses are compressed forms of energy their penetrating power is immense only unpon contact that they explode and give rise to the cero power that they hold.

The 5 squares can stretch from their normal shape into objects that can swallow a whole cero, or snap shut upon itself only revealing the outlines of the square to be pressed against one and other. The squares actually are little vortexs, anything that passes through them can be redirected to another square to be fired off, furthermore they can innvert the attack giving the opposite element, reatsu against the enemies attack.

For instance: John fires a cero, it gets pushed through the square, it can be redirected instantly to another square, though with opposite reatsu signature so it deals a heavier damage. Or the energy from an elemental or reatsu attack can be absorbed and broken down, so the squares can fire little pulses of energy themselves, though this only lasts for 3 posts. If the squares are broken, they reform instantly by Kuro's side.

"Encrypt" - A technique, where 4 of the squares unify in a radius of 25m, or less, around enemy and Kuro, or just enemy. Within the prison, they can only escape if they break the squares in the correct order, red, blue, green, yellow, they can only be broken with the use of a PHYSICAL weapon that must be in the HAND. If they break the wrong one, in the wrong order, the enemy is burnt for 1 degree, then for 2nd degree etc
NOTE: It should be KNOWN that this box can ONLY be destroyed through the rules of the colours, no matter how powerful the attack it will do virtually nothing unless it follows the rules. Also all entrapped within cannot escape. NO MATTER what ability, only Kuro can freely leave.

Also within this, inversion of anything and everything can occur, time and space are also affected within this prison, ANYTHING can be inverted within that prison.

"Release" - By using blood of an enemy of Kuro, she can draw blood, smearing her zanpakutou and stabbing it into the 5 square, it causes the prison to impolde at a level 90 kido spell; though the power drops by 10 kido levels for each square broken.

"Imbibe" - One of the squares can completely mimick an abilitiy or a person, drawing every single sense into it's form. Although the exception is that the square must come into contact with the item to take it's qualities. While this is said, the newly item shape CAN be anything but the original item will become undetectable in ANY form while the new shape exists. If the square is broken or destroyed a very large flash occurs that burns the corneas of all those that glance upon it. The square explodes for a power of 5 ceros into one massive cyndril and the blindess affects the enemy for 5 posts, any attempt at healing increases the duration by a further 4 posts. Kuro isn't affected.

"Hello" - When something comes in contatc with a square it may be TELEPORTED to a region of another square, regardless of what it is, though this only occurs upon command.

"One or another" - The squares start to replicate and replicate further and further, until a total of 10 squares are created, each capable of using the abilites listed above. These squares last for 10 posts, though they have their own abilities:

- "Sizzle" = the newly 10 squares break off into tiny little squares, replicating further through shattering into smaller pieces, they then fly up and shower down like rain droplets, covering a whole region of 40m, exploding at the power of 1/2 a power of high end cero each. - Kuro has control over these.


Bankai: Will add later, though she does have a bankai

Zanpakuto Release Phrase: The world is your play ground, the toys are within your grasp, open the gate to the nether. (or Kuro can say "Open")

Released Zanpakuto Looks: The Zanpkautou and Kuro give a burning bright light that is born from Sunlight, showering the region from around them, 5 transparent squares float around.

History and RP sample

History:

Human Life:

Kuro, as she remembers, was a young girl, brilliant in mind with an exceptional future. She had everything; the looks, the brains, the money and the lifestyle. Nothing further than this expelled into her memory, for the time of her living was somewhat some centuries ago and the principle of death eradicated the memories upon transfer from living form to the soul form. It was a price, commission if you will; the tax that must be paid for transfer into the realm of the undieing, a fee that many would be more than willing to pay.

Soul Life:

It began with simple intution and thirst for survival. Her noteable and analytical knowledge helped her suffice through the days, simple crimes were enough to keep the unnantural hunger and demands of her body. Though as her body grew so did the demans, soon petty crimes were just enough to provide for the superficial desires of her body, though in reality she continued to suffer. Her body under strain and poverty, she decided to use her wits, jumping into slander and more dangerous jobs, creating items from junk and infusing it with her reatsu to aid her in her "missions".

It became a lengthy process, the manufacturing of such items and using them while undertaking them to tedious outgoings. It angered her, for it consumed precious times, for she had renewed the love for experimenting; an innate quality that had remained dormant within the chains of the "body". It angered her, as I said, her love for the workings on experiments was what she truly craved for. She would go on days without food or water, only absorbed in the ideals of the prodigy mind; twinkling with chemicals, tools and such items of experimental nature to create what was explitcatly important. She hated how she had to move from the confines of her home to steal and indulge the vulgar needs of her body.

It wasn't long before the cyclic rythm had come to it's end; the people of Rukongia furious with the girl's inguenity and daring, called the Shinigami, the Death God's, the Repears of Souls. The group, realtively known from the 9th Divison, made their way to the district, ordered to remove any threat posed to the Court of Pure souls. It was quick; their deaths; they came high and mighty, trusting in their "Zanpakutou" rather then their intution, experience and own skill. It was a pity; the reveared slain by a mere woman.

She cursed them for coming and in turn made her way to the shinigami school, knowing that the deaths of the comarades would only bring attention to her. She took measures, producing a medicinal herb that reduced her age, while with holding her physical strength, speed and reatsu in normal portion, only her physical attributes were reduced to that of a child.

Bewildered at the disappearance of the woman, whom slaughtered their brethren in arms, the shinigami imposed a major lock down closing the district off to any contact with the rest of the soul world; it was futile, the culprit had already registered and made way into the kingdom of the Shinigami, training become on fo their "finest". Humorus, it was. The shinigami, angered by their own lack of discipline wiped out the entire district ensuring that they would eradicate the culprit. Pleased at their doing, they left the zone, returning to their sanctuary, not realising that they were now harbouring and nurturing a woman, of malicous intent, within their very own nest.

Shinigami Life:

The Acadamy was child's play; she seared through the place in under a year. Making her one of thee most wanted prodigy. She soon took her place among the 12th Division, her rule under Maruyu; while he deemed himself as the president of the Scientific research bureau; Kuro excelled him in both his experimentations and combat as a shinigami; she began to fling through the years and naturally within 50 year period between, which Urahara had left the seat open of the Captain of 12th Division, she claimed herself as the 12th Division captain, naturally blessed by the Captain Commander and 3 other Captains.

She took her position and began to focus more on her experimenting, continuing the work of Urahara, wanting to discover more on the hollow side, she began to secretly experiment on "willing" subjects, under the nose of Mauryu ofcourse. After few years of testing she theorised that her elixer could harness the hollow side that lurked within all souls and use it to become of some use. It worked well, though the subjects were weak to contain the inner hollow. So she tried it on herself, taking the drug to awaken the evil within and then shackle it to her bidding.

It worked well but her experiments were being monitored, in her excitement she began to get more and more careless, leading to her being exiled as the hands of Maruyu. She applauded the man for his desire to succeed and gladly left the forsaken kingdom, it held no virtue nor any form of interest. Instead she left, getting closer and closer to the inner self within, trying to form a kinship that would only hold value for the pair as they shared the body.

RP Sample:

The day was bright, the sun lingering high above in the cloudless blue sky. Shimmering it's particles down onto the gigantic beach below, flourishing the palm trees, that hovered on the edge of the sandy beach, with it's glorious nourishment of daily vitamin photon. The sparkles of light scattered across the surface of the sea, diffracting the particles from the surfaces of the material within, producing a, fake, "image, if you will, several centimeters above the origin of the true item in question. Slightly out to shore, the coral reef began to take place, oozing the water above itself into a world renowned "green". Truly. This beach was known as a high class "Tropical beach".

With sun, came heat. It was hot indeed. Though it was naturally expected. Yet the calm, tropical breeze swept against exotic beach, clashing against a fellow whom was draped in an unusual ornaments. Well, unusual when the environment was not favored for such an outfit. He stood there, among the trees, shaded from the spastic glares of the sun, somewhat cooling his body by maintaining his figure within the shadows. About his clothes, yes. He wore an overlaying suit, brown checkered suit, more of a school uniform than anything. A scarf lay askew in his right hand while at his feet (his shoes were stowed by the side of a tree trunk, with his precious socks within the confines of named item) there was a bag, holding his swim suit and a surf board.

He sighed as he glanced across the horizon, undoing the side buttons on his shirt sleeves, while his other hand sprawled upto his tie, yanking at the knot within the material, loosening it in a slow yet expected manner. His eyes scanned through the region, he noted a small figure far out to sea. He wouldn't intrude on them. He hadn't known them and he wasn't in any real fear, he assured himself, as he began plucking away the buttons on his shirt, revealing a black rose tattoo on his sternum. It was believed that this tattoo manifested his blazing ability...yet, somehow he knew that it was much more...perhaps more symbolic than a sealed state of his apparent abilities. Smiling nonetheless, he un did his buttons and tie at the same time, throwing the ties askew onto top of the bag, along with the scarf. He took of his blazer and white formal shirt in one swift motion. He was experienced in these manners. His trousers soon followed suit, being carefully ontop of his bag.
He sighed as he glanced across the horizon, undoing the side buttons on his shirt sleeves, while his other hand sprawled upto his tie, yanking at the knot within the material, loosening it in a slow yet expected manner. His eyes scanned through the region, he noted a small figure far out to sea. He wouldn't intrude on them. He hadn't known them and he wasn't in any real fear, he assured himself, as he began plucking away the buttons on his shirt, revealing a black rose tattoo on his sternum. It was believed that this tattoo manifested his blazing ability...yet, somehow he knew that it was much more...perhaps more symbolic than a sealed state of his apparent abilities. Smiling nonetheless, he un did his buttons and tie at the same time, throwing the ties askew onto top of the bag, along with the scarf. He took of his blazer and white formal shirt in one swift motion. He was experienced in these manners. His trousers soon followed suit, being carefully ontop of his bag.
He heard a noise behind him, a shuffling of some sort; his eyes instantly flickered to the periphery, his body on edge, tense, yet he maintained the whole “I didn’t hear anything” appearance. The temperature naturally dropped, or perhaps it was his newly divided attention that resulted in the severing of significant nerves and ganglions, separating the unfocused from the focused. It was a beautiful ability given to all creatures by the one creator named “God”, sure as hell helped when you were in the middle of a fight. A cut. You’d not normally realise, it wouldn’t hinder your judgement nor capabilities, if you entirely focused on the entity whom wished to cause you harm rather than the actual harm he just placed upon you. It was pretty interesting indeed; finding small, quick firing neurons entering the spinal cord, shouting “yo I’ve been cut!” instead, the 4th gate inhibits the transmitters released, quietening the impulses, leading to the ignorance of said cut.
So he stood here, his body ready, his mind calculating a standardised approach to the said rustling; he was ninety percent sure that it was another rabid creature. Much like those that roamed these regions...but he still had to take care.
The rustling increased, he tensed even further, the adrenaline smashing through his system, sending his heart into a crazy frenzy, intensifying his senses even further, awaiting the namely beast to approach. It was getting closer, approaching from his left, hidden among a bush or two, though his periphery was at it’s maximum, he was stretching at his limit. He could have turned, though that would give whatever was there, an idea of his awareness. A small step was all he heard, he attempted to turn, only to find a katana at his throat and on aimed at his genital region.
“My my. Didn’t expect for you to fall for our illusion soo easily. And here we thought you came to master us” said a female voice behind him, he knew it well enough, though he repulsed it for now. Of course, he had remembered. It was the day he was to attain his bankai. They, his zanpakutou spirits, subjugated him into an illusions world, toying with his mind, twisting the fabric between reality and illusion to an extent where they would place thoughts in his head. Creating a Shinigami puppet in their own world. It wasn’t of their power but...it was one of their tests. One that he had particularly failed, so it seemed anyway.
A small childish giggle erupted behind him, followed by the retraction of both Zanpakutou. He relaxed as he turned. There before him were his spirits, one was an elegant woman, covered head to toe in a Samurai armour with two Katana, stacked upon each other, on her left hip. Her beautiful face was full of youth, despite the evil grin splattered at the lower end of her facial features, yet over her right eye was an eye patch. Siewa had never dared venture into that region of question, fearing it would provoke her.
The other was a mere child, perhaps 9 or 10 years old, he too wore a samurai armour but had one Wakizashi held loosely in his hand. He smiled and waved at Seiwa; victory gleaming in his eyes.
“Your too young and too stupid to even think about mastering us” she said with satisfaction in her voice. It angered him, to know he played perfectly in their realm, played the role of their sick twisted idealistic man. It angered him to know the defeat. It was never something they accepted, they would die trying for victory. Defeat didn’t exist.
He twisted, quickly, his leg expanding outwards from his body, aiming for the heel of her foot. The slanting arch, of his wayward manoeuvre, clipped the back of her foot, sending the female onto her back. The child shocked by the sudden movement sent his hand towards his Wakizashi, though only to avail, as he began to draw the weapon, Seiwa had used the end of his circular motion and the usage of both hands to propel himself forward at the child. Smashing into the boy as the Wakizashi came into view; quickness of the hands with his inhumane acceleration forced the Wakizashi to turn inwards, pointing at the abdominal cavity. It struck true; quick and unexpected. The child had awe written across his face, his blue eyes dilated from the sudden attack, he slumped to his knees as Seiwa withdrew the Wakizashi from child, then soon falling straight onto the floor, clasping his hands on the open wound, trying to stem the flow of blood, though to no avail.
Twiddling the familiar weapon in his hand, he found an incoming edge of a Zanpakutou swinging to the middle of his eye; reflexively he flicked the weapon in his hand within an upward thrust, more vigorous than her’s, resulting in the deflection of her Katana and leaving her frontal body open. Seeing this opening, Seiwa stepped forward, his free hand forming a fist, sent the fist into the region just below her sternum, between the aperture of the “floating ribs”, where the solar plexus was located. She took the blow, sending herself into a skid which came to a halt within 1 metre translocation from her original position.
“You bastard! What have you done?!” she spat at him, demanding an explanation for the crude performance he just manufactured by the use of her son.
He smiled, his anger sizzling away, especially, now, knowing that he had enraged the woman; “turning the table” so to speak.
“I’m winning” he replied softly, as he frowned down on the woman.
“Winning?! Don’t make me laugh! The game is over! You lost!” she screeched at him, losing her serenity and control over herself, making her completely vulnerable.
“Such novelty. The game continues. Have you not noticed how this realm exists? Foiled by your own ingenuity.” He said in an amusing tone, as he watched the truth sink into the elder form of his spirit. She looked surprised and humiliated. Though that was all he needed, he stepped forward, spewing sand behind him as he flickered for a second before re-appearing behind the woman, swinging in a horizontal fashion, while his leg kicked the back of her knee, forcing her onto one knee and removing her chances of escape.
His blade sliced through her chest in on quick, fluid motion, blood squirted outwards and at Seiwa, as the built up pressure from her heart, forced the liquid out. As the two ends of the woman began to fall, the world around him flickered, becoming blurry all of a sudden. It was slow at first but then the colours began to mingle one and other, slurping downwards as if someone had chucked water on paint, making it runny and slurry-like. Slowly but surely, the world faded until nothing but pitch blackness. There, a bright light shattered the whole region, blinding him.
He opened his eyes; he was a mountain top. Before him were his Zanpakutou, both with white skulls on their blades: Bankai.