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PostSubject: Sesshoumarou FINISHED   Tue Oct 19, 2010 4:50 pm

Arrancar

Name: Sesshoumarou
Nickname(s): N/A
Age: 4,732
Visual Age: 17

Gender: Male
Rank Primera Espada
Sexual Orientation: None (Doesn't like males or females)
Height: 6"1'
Weight: 184.6 lbs

Body Frame: Medium
Blood Type: O
Sound of Voice: Sesshoumarou's voice can be described as soft, yet deep. One mat find it to be a little frightening. It is filled with absolutely zero emotion, which is why it may seem a bit frightening; he simple doesn't care. His voice isalso very calm, and it is his only tone - it never changes... never. Never has, never will. Even if emotion were to come into the words he speaks, it'd be misinterpreted as sarcasm, due to his voice sounding calm and deep.

Appearance: Sesshoumarou is very different compared to most Arrancar, despite keeping normal racial nessecities - he is very different than the others in almost every aspect. First and foremost, he has long, shiney silver hair that draped down to the end of his back, while most Espada have short dark hair. His arm is very long, as well as having a beautiful set of claws on his hand. His clothes are also very different from the rest, as instead of wearing the traditional Arrancar attire, Sesshoumarou wears a white kimono with a few extra armored pieces. He also has one different notable aspect... he is missing his left arm. This is because an Arrancar seals their power in the manifestation of a sword, and Sesshoumarou's manifestation is his arm. When the natural sealing took place, his arm is the part of his body that left him to transform into a sword.

To be more detailed, let's start from the top and work down. His face is sort of ovalish, yet keeps a sort of round appearance on the sides, and comes to a narrow end at the chin. His cheek bones sort of jut out, but nothing that ranges out of what is considered the "norm". On either side of his face are 2 purple claw marks, which is paint, but appears as if a beast scratched him and infected his skin. On his forehead rests a purple cresent moon that would take up about a quarter of the space of his central forehead. His lips are a light pink color and seem to never get chapped. His teeth are all normal, aside from the cainine teeth, which on both the bottom and top set are respectfully long, and deathly sharp, as if he had the teeth of a wolf. His eyes are a golden-yellow color, and his skin is a creamy pale-ish color. Let it also be noted that during Sesshoumarou's Perquisa, his eyes glow a dark red.

Onto his torso, but this time around, we'll exclude the clothes he wears and come back to them at a later time. His chest is pale and completely bare, with muscles in most spots for a man of his build. Both of his pecks are 5.5', perfectly square, leaving a 1' gap between them. Below his pecks lie his rips, which do not jut out like most others. Sesshoumarou also has 6 2'(squared) abs, three on the left and three on the right side of his abdominal area. Like the rest of his torse, his skin is bare and pale. His chest is protected by his Steel Skin, or more commonly known as: his Hierro. It should also be noted that Sesshoumarou gets about 52% of his height from his back. He only has one arm, which is his right arm, which as usual, is connected to his right shoulder. However, since he only has 1 arm, his body had to compensate for the loss of an entire arm, thus Sesshoumarou's arm is now beyond the strength of both his arms when they were both there. His right arm is 3.5" long, with 5 deadly, poisonous claws on each finger, deadly and sharp.

Sesshoumarou's legs are normal, having both, unlike his arms. Each leg is roughly 4.5 feet long, which is typically long for legs. Both are pale like his body, yet muscular like an athlete's, giving him amazing running speeds, and even greater sonido speeds than most. His calves are large and defined, as well. Both feet would be a size 13.5 in mens, however, other than the stated information, the lower part of his body is not unique in any other way, aside from his hollow hole being located in the center of his left foot, which most hollow holes are located on the upper part of your body - a Shinigami would easily be fooled when taking a look at Sesshoumarou, seeing as they wouldn't notice a Hollow hole, but'd still feel his Arrancar Reiatsu. It is a very good natural defense to Sesshoumarou.

His clothes, on the other hard, are a bit different. They make up most of his unique appearance. He wears a white kimono, with a large, spiked iron shoulder-piece, and a wolf pelt on his other shoulder, followed by a black steel armor plate for his chest, and a yellow and purple sash worn around his waist to secure his Zanpakutou. His clothes cover all of his body, aside from his hand and the very tips of his claws, however, to start with, we'll do this like we did his appearance - start from the top and work our way down until we reach the end of the description of his clothes.

As stated, his wears a large, mainly white komono. It covers all of his chest, goes over his shoulders and drapes down his left side (his armless side). However, on his right side, the kimono goes down, just barely passing his hand, barely exposing the tips of his claws. Towards the top left of the kimono is a white and red pattern, which has a large red spot, filled with white squares. Over his left shoulder rests a large, spiked iron piece of armor, which connects at the middle of his left shoulder plate, over his shoulder, and onto his left peck, and onto the corner of his black chest plate. On his right shoulder rests a large pelt of wolfves fur, which on his backside drapes down to almost the floor and flows behind him, but on the right it only goes to about uppder-mid chest level. In the center of his chest rests his black chest plate, with a gold and red trim, used for protecting him from most attacks. It is considerably weaker than his Hierro, but can still repel a fair amount of attacks before it will break. On the back side of his left sleeve is the same pattern that Sesshoumarou has on his upper left neck-piece, a red splotch with a white block pattern. Towards the lower end of his chest plate is a purple and yellow sash, which is tied tightly around his waist, leaving two streamers in front, none in the back. It is used to keep Sesshoumarou's Zanpakutou in place, which is securly fastened on his left hip. He wears long white pants, with black & pointy shoes.

Sesshoumarou:
 

Introvert/Extrovert: Introvert
Hobbies:

- Being the quiet type, Sesshoumarou likes to be alone and by himself, it gives him time to think by himself. He usually doesn't like to be disturbed while he is in thought, but he wouldn't particularly mind if someone were to interupt him. He simply likes to be by himself when he thinks, as when he does, he tends to speak out loud and to himself, softly, however, he doesn't want people to know his inner and personal thoughts, so that is why it is a hobby to be alone: to think by himself.

- This sort of ties in with the first one, however it is a little different. Sesshoumarou enjoys to go on long walks throughout Hueco Mundo, without the use of a Garganta. He'll leave Las Noches and walk through the desert, basking in the cool midnight air. During this time, he often goes back to his previous hobby of thinking, however, he mainly walks to relieve himself of the prescience of others, and when he goes on a walk, this is the time he WOULD mind to be interrupted. It's not as if he'll snap at you, as his voice is always calm, but he wouldn't particularly like you, and he would view you as an annoying pest in his personal conscience.

- Sesshoumarou inevitably has a hobby to fight - he is, after all, Hollow and Shinigami. Mainly hollow, a hollow that has gained Shinigami-Like powers. The two races are known to fight, and have been known to fight for thousands upon thousands of years. Despite his calm nature, Sesshoumarou can't simply abondon his racial urges to fight and to kill and to consume. The more he fights, the more he consumes and the more he consumes, the stronger he becomes, and the stronger he becomes, the easier it will be to destroy the Shinigami. It isn't a personal thing, rather, it's something that is based off of instinct for him. It's his hollow instinct to fight and to kill, to fight and to kill MAINLY his racial enemy - the Shinigami.
Likes and Dislikes

Likes-


- Being the quiet type, Sesshoumarou likes to be alone and by himself, it gives him time to think by himself. He usually doesn't like to be disturbed while he is in thought, but he wouldn't particularly mind if someone were to interupt him. He simply likes to be by himself when he thinks, as when he does, he tends to speak out loud and to himself, softly, however, he doesn't want people to know his inner and personal thoughts, so that is why it is a hobby to be alone: to think by himself.

- This sort of ties in with the first one, however it is a little different. Sesshoumarou enjoys to go on long walks throughout Hueco Mundo, without the use of a Garganta. He'll leave Las Noches and walk through the desert, basking in the cool midnight air. During this time, he often goes back to his previous hobby of thinking, however, he mainly walks to relieve himself of the prescience of others, and when he goes on a walk, this is the time he WOULD mind to be interrupted. It's not as if he'll snap at you, as his voice is always calm, but he wouldn't particularly like you, and he would view you as an annoying pest in his personal conscience.

- Sesshoumarou inevitably likes to fight - he is, after all, Hollow and Shinigami. Mainly hollow, a hollow that has gained Shinigami-Like powers. The two races are known to fight, and have been known to fight for thousands upon thousands of years. Despite his calm nature, Sesshoumarou can't simply abondon his racial urges to fight and to kill and to consume. The more he fights, the more he consumes and the more he consumes, the stronger he becomes, and the stronger he becomes, the easier it will be to destroy the Shinigami. It isn't a personal thing, rather, it's something that is based off of instinct for him. It's his hollow instinct to fight and to kill, to fight and to kill MAINLY his racial enemy - the Shinigami.

- Sesshoumarou's favorite place in all of Hueco Mundo would have to be the Forest of Menos. He absolutely loves to visit that place, it brings him satisfaction galore. He enjoys spending time there because there is a multitude of dead trees, crystals of all sorts, trees that contain the occasional Adjuchas hollow, and an entire dead forest teeming with Menos and Adjuchas, and if one is lucky, even a Vasto Lorde! And, as seen in his hobbies AND his likes, he is a person who would love to fight; the more he fights, the more he consumes, the more he consumes, the more power he gets, the more power he obtains, the stronger he becomes.

- Unlike most Arrancar, and unlike most any sentient being, Sesshoumarou loves a good challenge. Being a high ranked Vasto-Lorde-Class Espada, he rarely gets a challenge, unless it is from a superior, which there is but one: the Primera. And whenever Sesshoumarou gets the chance, he will fight an opponent that is exceptionally strong compared to him, however it doesn't always have to be in strength. Sesshoumarou is also a very smart and talented Arrancar, and he would accept an intellectual challenge, or possibly a historical challenge, even a location or speed challenge. Any challenge is a challenge, and any challenge is worth trying because to Sesshoumarou is equals fun!

Dislikes- First, let it be stated that simply because Sesshoumarou is a quiet and calm person doesn't mean he doesn't have a fair share of dislikes.

- Sesshoumarou has a strong dislike when it comes to people who refuse to see the truth. For example, if a person is fighting him, and Sesshoumarou had the advantage and is winning, yet the person on the other end of the battle is over there talking about how if only they can pull through, if only they could do this one thing, they'd win the battle, regardless of how impossible it seems. That is a person, to Sesshoumarou, who's eyes aren't capable of seeing the truth, a person who is guided by false hope and a person who should have their eyes removed and killed for the mere thought of doing such an impossible thing when it is clear they are unable.

- For racial reasons, Sesshoumarou has a strong dislike when it comes to a Shinigami. He doesn't understand why he loathes them, however, his instincts tell him to, whether it's blind hatred or clear hatred, he hates them nonetheless. He tries to see from both sides; the Shinigami side being: 'They kill innocents mindlessly', and his own side, 'We have minds, we kill because me must do so to survive', and once again theirs, 'It is our duty to protect the innocent and purge the evil', and his once more, 'Who are you to declare what is good and what is evil, what is just and unjust? Who gave you permission to protect, what if it is us you should be protecting, but don't realize it due to your own ignorance'. No matter what side he looks at it from, the side of hatred is always the overpowering side.

- Sesshoumarou also strongly dislikes Vizards - or, a Shinigami who has obtained Hollow-Like powers. At first thought, it may seem a bit hypocritical to hate a Vizard because they're part hollow, seeing as Sesshoumarou is part Shinigami while being hollow, however, a Vizard's transformation is not natural at all. They gain their hollow powers in some odd, mixed up topsy turvy scenario that turns their entire life around, while a hollow has a natural process: Menos, Adjuchas, Arrancar. Or possibly, Menos, Adjuchas, Vasto Lorde, Arrancar, depending on if that specific hollow has the capability to become a Vasto Lorde in the first place. Sesshourmarou's transformation involves him tearing off his mask to gain more power, while a Vizard's contains some horrifying hollowification that was first created by some lunatic who sought to surpass the boundaries of both Shinigami and Hollow.

- Sesshoumarou is a bit of a racist, as he not only dislikes Shinigami and Vizard, but he also dislikes certain classes of his very own race. Despite once being one of those mindless beasts, Sesshoumarou so very loathes what he once was; anything lower than a Menos Grande should be destroyed, either by a Shinigami or by another Arrancar. As long as their spirit is not wasted, and they put up a good enough fight to be remembered, their power should be transfered to another Arrancar, or they should simply perish and return into the world, reborn, simply to be killed once more.

- Sesshoumarou also gets irritated, although he doesn't show it, and angered for the simple fact that Hollows live in what seems to be a hell hole, while the Shinigami get a great and magnificent city, with 90 districts to the North, South, East and West, with a whole entire court, and just a gigantic realm, when hollows get a enormous desert, a vast, hollow-filled forest, and a giant ugly fort built by some shinigami as a base for the Arrancar. He believes the ignorant Shinigami should be ran out of their dimension, and where the Shinigami currently live, is where the entire hollow race should live... a life of luxury.

Personality: Sesshoumarou is a very cold, callous, dispassionate figure, and is rather aloof, brooding, and indifferent, willing to harm both his comrades and enemies should they ever get in his way. He refers to anyone he does not find interesting as "trash" and treats them as expendable. Despite this, like most of the other top Espada, he is not particularly violent and will only fight when provoked or ordered to by his leader. His cold demeanor allows him to stay completely calm and in control in most situations, and he is not easily surprised or caught off-guard. However, he does not seem to comprehend the Human trait of fighting against all odds or the very concept of the Human heart; when fighting any person who seems to contain a 'heart', literally, symbollicly, or anything of the such, he always looks down on them because they allow their emotions to get in the way of their fight.

Sesshoumarou is also lazy and an unenthusiastic character who apparently spends much of his time thinking and which no one appears to try and stop him from doing. In fact, he rarely directly addresses any Arrancar. Despite being the second highest-ranking Espada, he is not eager to take a leadership role, shown when he easily allows others to take over a battle of insignificance. He is not particularly interested in whatever is going on around him, although he is surprisingly observant and a capable analyst. Unlike many of the Espada, he is not violent or overly arrogant. Sesshoumarou has also shown himself to be extremely aggressive, but still calm. When taking little field trips to the Forest of Menos, whoever he faces he utterly defeats and consumes. Indeed, his only sign of mercy is when he lets Menos Grande with potential go as he Doesn't want to stop a Menos with potential from becoming one of him.

Despite his current villainous status to the Shinigami, andcurrent position of authority, Sesshoumarou is a surprisingly polite, soft-spoken intellectual, often addressing his subordinates by their given names. He rarely shows any sign of alarm or distress and often has entire situations planned out well in advance. Whenever confronted, Sesshoumarou is casual and uncaring, attempting to draw out a conversation and make small talk, which often infuriates the one he is talking to. He does so because he believes them to be unnessecairy to him at the current time, and he, in truth, tries to draw out their emotions, as he believes emotions to be a large flaw, and the more flaw he can draw out, the more of an advantage he believes he can have over his opponent, and in the end, kill them.

Defining Characteristics: Sesshoumarou is a very cold, callous, dispassionate figure, and is rather aloof, brooding, and indifferent, willing to harm both his comrades and enemies should they ever get in his way. Despite this, like most of the other top Espada, he is not particularly violent and will only fight when provoked or ordered to by his leader. His cold demeanor allows him to stay completely calm and in control in most situations, and he is not easily surprised or caught off-guard.
Specialties: Sesshoumarou is a very intelligent being, able to make acceptionally detailed, graphic, and well-thoughtout plans of all sorts, as well as using large and sophisticated words, and typically tries to look at things from both perspectives before doing anything he'd particularly regret. He is smarter than do make a stupid move, or bite off more than he can chew.
Fighting type Sealed Form: Samurai
Fighting Style Resurreccion: Powerhouse
History/Background:
Many souls make up an Arrancar, however, only one starts it.


Menkei, the average 32 year old man, works, has a family, has the good life. He lives on 2032 West Reishi Street, Karakura Town. Has a nice two story house, and three beautiful children. What more could he ask for? His neighbors were the greatest; cant afford supper that night? Hell, just walk over to their house, they'll feed ya! Nothing like having a neighbor like that! Or what about the neighbor that would watch your children, drive ya around town, or even give you money to smile at him? Oh boy! Didn't Menkei have the great life?!

Working for a Japanese Food Company, being a top-chain man, he was making some money indeed. He could afford to buy MORE money if thats what he wanted. He had all types of money: Yen, Euros, Brazillian, American Dollars! He had it ALL. He was CFO of the McDonalds down in Japan! What a good job, McDonalds is! One of the greatest fast foods world-wide, and he was CFO of McDonalds: Japan! Can't you just imagine his power (over the food), to just sit there, watch your stores, and leave everything else to the accountants and CEO? He didn't even really have to work at all! He could show up in his boxers, smile, and call it a day and leave with a fat wallet!

However, things change, shit happens, people die. Death is inescapeable, and it happens. It can happen expectedly, or unexpected, and nobody can really tell between the two. Some people may have cancer, be told to live for 2 months, and live for 10 years! Though it is highly unlikely, it happens. Or you could be perfectly healthy, and go to sleep nice and comfortable, with a nice full stomach of the sushi you had at a fancy resteraunt, and just never ever wake back from. You have been embraced by the Eternal Slumber. And know what; there's not a damn thing you can do.

Thankfully, there is life after you die, either at a Citizen of the Soul Society, or as a Hollow. Some people get saved by the Soul Reapers, and others are destined to become hollows. Once again, there's nothing you can do about it, it all depends on the Shinigami. If they're fast enough, they can reach you and send you on your way to Soul Society. Or they can forget about you - those wretched Shinigami, and they wont come for you, and the Chain of Fate will fade, and you'll have a big gaping hole in your chest! You'll be nothing but an empty spirit, fighting to eat souls of your loved ones, killing, eating! And this just so happens to be the case of mister Menkei. He dies.

One day, after leaving work, he gets into his nice Toyota, and decides to take the long way home. Foolish mistake, it would take a role in his death. Being of high power, he has enough money to get him out of any trouble he could ever get in - so why not have some fun and break the law? Running red lights, and just breaking the law. Typical for rich people, isnt it? Well Mr. Menkei decides to go speeding on the roads one day, and decides he's too good for the stop light. Excessing 70 MPH, he runs the light, and another car comes out in front of him, and he flies out of his windshield and is splatted on the floor. Poor death for Mr.Menkei, isn't it?

Everything is black for quite some time, and he think's he's unconscience, however, he wakes up in the hospital, with his family at his bed, crying. He walks over to them to comfort them, however he comes to find out he's not even in a body, because his body is laying on the bed! What is going on, how can he get back into his body? Why does his chest hurt, and why is there a chain? Who can answer these questions?! Why is the chain breaking off?! Why wont anybody come to save him! All he can do it wander around aimlessly, crying; he is hurt, and he is confused. What is this new existance, and why is the chain getting smaller, and a hole beginning to grow on his chest?

Weeks later...sure enough...

WHOA WHOA WHOA! WAITA MINUTE! THAT'S NOT RIGHT!

Many humans make up an Arrancar, yet only one starts it. Menkei was only a lost soul, a fragment of a memory Sangre remembers, and thats not him. He wasn't that human. Maybe he was...

Poor little Riku, a 17 year old student, without parents, without brothers or sisters, and without any support. He was exiled from his family at the age of 14, for his terrible performance in school, and his red hair. He brought shame to his family, and so they fixed the problem. Riku has been dead for several days, and like Menkei, he is confused, and he has questions, and the chain is fading, and the hole is growing. He has a growing hate for his family, however he is not sad. He wants to get them for what they've done, and once his new transformation is complete, he can do just that.

Two days pass, and the chain is gone, and the hole is whole, and he has a new body, with new desires. Go after your loved ones, go get back at them, eat them, take their soul. This is all in his instinct, he feels this is what he must do, and this is what he did do. He ate his younger sister first, and laughed about it as he ate his father, mother, and two older brothers. How sweet this taste was, the taste of a human soul, how great was the blood, how he loved it! It fueled him, and he wanted more!

Wait wait wait a damn second, this wasn't Sesshoumarou either!

With so many souls to choose from, Sangre may never know which one he was at the very start, as all the memories of the countless souls he has devoured has clouded his mind, and their memories have entangled with his.

Skip the formalities!

Sesshoumarou.... Adjuchas level hollow, strong, yet not the strongest. He had many scars on his creature like body due to the Shinigami who have tried to kill him, and he hates them, he hates them with a passion. They didn't save him, and they expect him to stand idle while they kill him, and with any resistance he shows, they attack more?! Those damn Shinigami, they're hated among the Hollows! However, no matter how hated they are, they have the second best taste of a soul. Who has the first best taste? You guessed it, it's his own kind. Every sweet soul he gets from them, he gets stronger, and more of his wounds disappear. Who would give that up? So what if you had to be a cannibal, with more power came more of a chance to kill the shinigami, the hated ones! The more power he got, the quicker he could end all of their lives!

He traveled alone, and his power was different from other Adjuchas level hollow, he had a cero, yes, and he had high speed, strength, and a tough Hierro. Though he had another power, other hollows didn't have... anywhere his left claw struck... if a shinigami would use their reishi to attempt to close their wound, they would perish, their body reduced to ash. However, there were times where even with his unique power, he couldnt win, and he almost had been devoured by another hollow. They were ten times bigger and ten times badder than he, and his unique ability proved to be worthless against their Cero, and their brute strength. They shattered his defense, and took a shunk out of his arm, and tried to move on to the rest of his body.

However, he was saved, by what appeared to be a human. He was much stronger than Sesshoumarou, and could of killed him if he wanted. Though he was told there was 'something special' about him, and that he could live. And on that note, the mysterious man disappeared into thin air, quick as lightning. He was saved, and he needed to get stronger, by the only way he knew. To devour the other creatures, to eat them, and so consume their power and get it for himself! He would do it, and he would grow to take on new forms and new powers! He would become one of the strongest he had ever known!

A mindless beast is exactly what Sesshoumarou was, and is what he was destined to become, a mindless beast that fed on the souls of the innocent. There he was, in the town he was once living in, having no control or recollection of what or who he was, all he knew was that he was hungry, so with a giant, horrifying sickening and saddening cry, he ran at the village, on all fours as he started to literally eat the humans whole, picking them up, swopping them into his mouth, devouring them completely. With each person he ate, he felt closer to being complete, but the hunger never stopped - he continued and he continued, with complete and total disregard for everything in his way. With loud cries, he busted down houses, grabbing humans... grabbing hollows... through the Garganta, into the Forest... and swallowing them. He ate those he once knew, he ate children, he ate mothers, he ate fathers and he ate gaurds. Nothing would stop him, there was nobody anywhere to oppose him.

It all became clear, now.

Years had passed, and the man had stopped helping him, letting him grow in strength on his own. He had learned a new power, one that tore open a rift, and he was able to travel back to the Human world again, and encounter shinigami and humans, along with other, low-level hollow. And he had also taken on a new form, one that appeared more...human like. He still looked like a creature from the sea, with big red eyes, black scale-like skin, huge claws for hands. However he was much smaller, being about the size of a human-and-a-half. For some reason, with more power, he got much smaller. He couldnt say why, but who really cared. He was much faster and much stronger, and only came upon a challenge rarely. The only challenges he got were from those wretched Shinigami, and many hollow that were much stronger than himself.

Though he still did what he felt he should do, and he ate any human, hollow, and some shinigami that stood in his way of power. The shinigami were hard to deal with, and they would strike him with some type of Bakudo and Hado...whatever that was. Though he either won, or he fled against the shinigami, he usually had to flee, or he would die a Shinigami death. He found that the human world was nothing interesting, only eating low level hollows and eating mere humans. He shall return to the place he learned was called "Hueco Mundo" and continue his training there. So, he opened the Gargantua up, and returned to his home.

And using his new found abilities, he quickly discovered that he can rip holes in reality, and use them to travel to a giant dark forest. And in that forest were many many more hollows which he began to strongly crave, and attack. He attacked the hollows that looked like him, as well as the tiny hollows that got in his way. He consumed each of the hollows that he came across, constantly gaining power, not caring a single bit for those that he consumed. He continued, using his new ability that he found he could use, which by instinct he knew was called a Cero, which shot a giant beam of reiatsu from his mouth, partially killing each hollow. With them downed because of the Cero, Yokkyu would quickly swoop down and eat the souls of each hollow that it hit, devouring them completely, gaining immense power, power he never thought was possible. He continued to do this for years on end, feeling what he felt before his last transformation...until one day...

Lions, Tigers and Bears! Oh my!

And he opened his eyes once more, in the dark forest, much lower than he was before, but he knew he was much more powerful. He knew it with all his heart, that even if he were smaller, he was much more powerful. Instinct... Sesshoumarou knew what he was, and knew what he had to do to continue. And he ran through the forest, fighting, eating and killing every hollow that he could, gaining scars that left marks on his armor, breaking pieces of his being off but never loosing, and he continued to feed, until he was ready to go above this dark forest. He fed, and fed, and he fed, killing, eating, consuming, devouring each soul he came into contact with. And one day, he closed his eyes and ran up a tree, and continued to run until he reached the top, which he then blasted a cero at, breaking a cieling, and jumping through it, appearing in a desert where there was no light aside from moonlight. He sensed around him countlessgroups of other Adjuchas, to which he only smiled and ran towards.

He slaughtered them, for the hell of it,tearing them to pieces, ripping them to shreads, consuming the aftermath as if it were nothing but mere childs play.He gained power much quicker now that he was killing other adjuchas, and he continued this process for countless years, possibly 200 years. Until one day, he finally reached the next and final stage... Which was much different than his current form...

He stood in his new form... his Vasto Lorde Form, which was slightly more humanoid, and looked around him. His power was now immense, but i could be more, and he wouldnt stop. He heard rumors about removing your mask could result in a new transformation, and not wanting to chance it, he began to train, devouring adjuchas, and even vasto lorde, gaining unimaginable power for a mere hollow. He continued this process for not nearly as long, possibly about a month before he would attempt to undergo this new transformation. And using his new found ability named a sonido, he appeared many hundred feet away from his current location, to a secluded area where he reached his giant hands to his mask, and began to pull with all his strength. He began to make a loud hollow cry as he made grunting noises as he pulled and he pulled, for minute after minute untl a loud boom occured and his mask plopped off.

He watched it fall to the ground, and watched as other parts of his hollow-self fell to the ground, which shortly after dispersed into blue particles, which then formed a sword for the new... the improved... Arrancar! - However, becoming an Arrancar and seperating his powers caused Sesshoumarou to loose his left arm. The power that would be his resurreccion was all because of his left arm, and since becoming an Arrancar, he split his power... his left arm was now his Zanpakutou... However, with his new found abilities, he quickly tore open a Garganta and headed to the World of the Living, appearing in a large city. He walked through the city, slashing down humans, and using a new move called a Gonzui to devour hundreds of human souls in one inhale, but was quickly caught by a Shinigami Captain, who didn't even introduce himself and went straight for a surprise attack, slashing Sesshoumarou's back, making a large gash, spilling blood many places. Sesshoumarou reacted by lunging his right hand into the Shinigami's eye socket, and injecting the Shinigami with a posion, which due to the location of the injection, killed the Shinigami instantly.


Sesshoumarou ventured to a placed called Las Noches after the fight. He was one of the most powerful Arrancar in existance, and hoped to get a high ranking spot in the Legendary Espada... After all, Sesshoumarou was a Vasto-Lorde Class Espada... He was strong and fierce, though he knew if he were to get a spot in the Espada, he'd have to change his personality. So before venturing to Las Noches, he spend hundreds more years training, gaining a new perspective on everything, and after rughly 400 more years of training, he arrived at Las Noches, with even more power than before, with a new attitude... ready for his placement by the Leader of the Espada... He had hoped for Segunda...
Role-play Sample:

First: Hayami grinned at the Captain Commander took down her Fire prison thing and acknowledged Hayami's help as what it was- help well needed. Hayami was in no modd for fun and games - she would not stand for this - she wouldnt sit while people are being hurt, and she certainly wouldnt be holding a single sliver of her power back. It would all show, and it would diminate. She would show the true power she posseses and she will use it like she should have used it long ago - she would attack and fight with the power that she has, and she would use every last bit of it to anninhiliate the Espada/Arrancar. He was holding back even still, which was a grave mistake on his behalf, and she would take him down as quickly as possible. Now that the fire wall was down, Hayami used a sonido to appear outside of where the sphere of fire would have been, and as she did, she noticed 3 bullets, as silent as can be, pass by where she was standing a mere second ago.

Hayami smirked as she watched a silver and liquid like metal came from his blade and morphed into his body, changing his form after he muttered a word, which was obviously his incantation. Hayami laughed under her mask and allowed Zangetsu to rest limply in the air as she watched. The liquid encased his body and was some sort of case, and he was the 3D mold. It was merging and swirling around his body, creating armor, and the most noticable feat was the two great silver horns that appeared on his head. But it wasnt done yet, as he held out his hand and out of thin air, formed a beautiful sword, which Hayami gazed at as if it were a treasure. This is where the fun begins! Hayami thought balling up her fist and releasing out a loud and joyous laugh.

After the transformation was obviously complete, Dellapero sat there, as if he were waiting for something. Hayami allowed a giant laugh to escape her lips and she slapped her thigh. Is that all?! Whooo!!! You gotta be kidding me! You can do better than that, Espada! Quit holding back and show me what you have! Hayami said as she clanced his first and her reiatsu suddenly spiked, as it was growing nearly to the extent of Dellapero's reiatsu. Even if it wasnt exactly the same, her Hollow Mask and Shikai-State would certainly help her out, even if it wasnt going to make her on the exact same level, right now she was much faster, and her reiatsu was nearly on par with his, and she was just in her normal form with a mere hollow mask on at the time. I'll say it once, and this will be the only time I will say it. Hayami said, looking down at the ground as her back began to arch and curved her face back up towards Dellapero's.

Dont underestimate me, FOOL!


She shouted as her reiatsu finished its spike, being nearly on par with the Arrancar's. But instead of playing the fool and fighting him where she had barely any power compared to him at the time, regardless of her attributes, It would still be foolish to ever fight a Leader-leveled Arrancar in a shikai form, and Hayami knew just the solution. With a smile on her face, she looked back at the Captain Commander and laughed, Dear un-named friend... You might want to take a breather before things get ugly. Maybe take a rest, because it's about to get ugly. Hayami warned before looking back at Dellapero and taking a step forward, allowing the loud smash of her foot against the spirit particles to echo across the landscape. Her reaitsu was nearly as high as his, and like his, hers was having an effect on the area around her.

The ground was now shaking extremely hard, crumbling buildings and completely uprooting trees as Hayami and Dellapero sat there, glaring at eachother. Well, atleast Hayami was glaring, because she couldn't really see his eyes anymore. But she was, and he was still sitting there like normal. So, do you think the Soul Society as a fool? Hayami asked, smirking, the tone in her voice obviously very different from any other fight. I know about honor and about leaving a fight to one person. Hayami admitted, closing her eyes and smiling as she flipped a lock of hair out from her eyes, But who in their right mind will allow a fight to go on with the COMMANDER of Soul Society and not step in? You've decided war ata horrible time, you naive little twit.I am an Ex-Captain whos power is greater than any Captain known to the Gotei and yet you can still sit there as if i am nothing? My reiatsu is nearly on par with you and what do i have compared to you? A mask and a blade that means nothing to you. It must aggravate you that a 'mere shinigami' or a 'mere vizard' could be this powerful compared to you, right? Hayami taunted, laughing as she did so, Well good, because you're in a hell of an ordeal, you ass! Hayami shouted, raising her white and black Zangetsu out in front her her, smiling.

Her reiatsu stayed where it was, because it was already built as high it could go in just shikai and mask, but she had to sit there for a moment and hold it out, just for showman's sake. Come on, Zangetsu! Hayami shouted as her reiatsu swirled around her body, blue in color for the first few seconds. It was ripping through and around her body as if it were some kind of serpent - going around her clothes, and tampering with them, and running through her hair, making it a wild mess. Lastly, her reiatsu slowly began to change into two different colors, one pure white, and the other black with a red outline, and they slowly began to encircle Hayami's Zanpakutou, and her reiatsu was slowly raising until it surpassed Dellapero's. Hayami was smiling at Dellapero as all of this happened, as if it were a giant taunt and a slap in his face.

Don't fail me now, Zangetsu! Ban-KAI! Hayami shouted as her blade was filled evenly with black and white reiatsu, which then exploded in a giant mass of reiatsu, completely engulging Hayami and most of where Hayami stood in black and red reiatsu. She was unable to be seen, but that didnt mean nothing was happening, as her reiatsu literally sky rocketed to the point where it even surpassed Dellapero's by a long shot - her blade was transformed into two blades, one black and red, the other white and black, each about 6 feet long with what seemed to be the nazi sign on each sword near the hilt. On the end of each sword rested a chain with three links and half of the fourth link, making it seem as if it were a cresent moon. The blades were swirling with Reiatsu as Hayami moved them to her side, still hidden by the reiatsi.

The next change was pretty simple compared to the transformation of her blade. Due to the intense reiatsu given off from her Bankai transformation, literally all of her clothes were torn into shreds, leaving her naked in her encasement of Reiatsu - though she wasn't visible to the Captain Commander or the Arrancar. She, of course, wouldnt stay naked, as soon after, a long black coat formed on her back, which gave her long sleek black sleeves, and a long cape-like ending, which fell to her ankles with torn and ragged-ity ends. On the inside of the coat it was a sort of dark and metallic red color, and on the outline of the black coat was the purest of white cloth. It was all tied together by a white boy as her waist, and soon after her tensa-coat was complete, she waved both of her arms and dismissed the reiatsu that was keeping her hidden.

She was now in a completely new form, glaring at Dellapero, her reiatsu significantly higher than his own. Not only am i in bankai. Not only do i have on my mask. But i am faster, stronger, and I have much higher reiatsu than you at this time. Even if you went Segunda, we'd be close to being on par once more, but there'd still be a difference in power, Savvy? Hayami said, laughing as she held both of her blades in each of her hands. I do believe I've figured out your power. After seeing you ressurrect, and seeing how you made your blade... I will take a guess that you use oxygen and manipulate it into your weapons? That's a damn good technique ... if only it would matter ... unfortunatly, it wont and I do apologise for that. Hayami said, releasing a slow and sadsigh on the Arrancar's behalf.

But don't worry. Be honored. You're the first being whom i've actually went all out. This is the first time i've ever used mycomplete and true power. Nobody knew how much i possessed. Not even Kensei Takai, or Kurokon Genshuku, or Kurokon Shikyo or whatever he calls himself these days. Regardless. Nobody knew I possesed so much power. You should have gotten me as an ally when you had the chance. You're little friend J Sosuke screwed it up for you and the Arrancar back at the Warehouse. Hayami said, bringing up that time where Souske and Dellapero had approached Hayami at the Warehouse, and she let out another sigh, You could be in the Commander's shoes at the time. But no. All your arrogant race wanted was WAR! You came to the Soul Society with the hope of destroying it, though the only form you'll be destroying it in is by your Reiatsu, as well as mine! Hayami shouted as her reiatsu caused the ground to shake over 2x what Della's did when he went into Resurreccion.

You will regret ever trying to take the life of this young lady. She was doing her job, what the Shinigami do. Yet you share a hatred for them so intense that you bring war to innocents, you come and slaughter entire families that got the blessing of escaping the horrifying hollow transformation. You come to destroy them, to kill them without rhyme or reason. Simply because you hate Shinigami. That, sir, is your biggest mistake. I have been chosen by fate to have been sad earlier, to have had the desire to come to Soul Society. Chosen to be Soul Society's savior. Your fight with the Captain Commander is no longer. It is the fight with me you must be worried about now. Yuuri, this is not a command, but if you could, I need you to rally the Captains and hold an emergency meeting while I deal with this. You dont have to if you don't want. I'd understand if you wished to remain, but this is no longer safe up here, and you and the Captains need to discuss some sort of organized plan. I'll deal with this as best as I can. Hayami said, looking back at Dellapero, almost ready to finally initiate her attack.

You chose to hold back, and that will be your undoing. Hayami said, laughing as she looked at the ground, and then back at Dellapero. The ground was a complete mess, and all the buildings for miles weredestroyed, and all the trees were uprooted and scattered around everywhere. She rose each of her blades and jolted them upwards, causing the ground below to jolt up in unision. Her reiatsu was so high that her movements had an actual effect on the ground that was far below her feet. This could only mean that even the Captain Commander would be effected by her reiatsu, even if it's pressure on her chest. Hayami knew for sure that after this battle she would feel the immense pressure and stress she put her body through, but for the time being, it would all be okay now.

With a swift sonido, which was only accessible through her mask, and was much greater than her shunpo, by far. Her mask permitted the use of sonido, as well as granting her a large speed boost, and on top of that, her bankai also gave her a giant leap in strength and speed. Her mask not only gave her a speed boost, but endurance and strength as well. She was far superior to Dellapero at the current time, and could only think of one thing to do. She used a sonido and appeared directly in front of Dellapero, only to laugh in his face and appear behind him a mere second later, using her right blade to cast a giant black and red getsuga Tenshou, while her left blade moved before the Getsuga, swiftly and with extreme force at his back. So Dellapero would somehow have to block A getsuga Tenshou that was super enhanced thanks to bankai and mask, but also a slash from her left sword that was at full power and full speed.

She had surpassed him for the time being. She was the current savior of Soul Society. She would put an end to this great evil, and she would no longer be underestimated!


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