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Still, Yasuo did not turn away from the pyres. Orange danced across his face as another was lit ablaze, the final tribute to another, fallen Shinigami. Each, truly, a Shinigami: All had been declared graduates and would have their names recorded by Eighth for the Soul Society’s next...

The entire time Takahiro spoke, the Hollow contained within the bars bashed its body—skull, limbs, mask, it hardly seemed to matter—against the bars. Each time, a faint glow of golden Kidō appeared, reinforcing the iron against the monster within. Nakamura never once looked at it and, instead...

Today, Nobuko’s hair hung straight down past her shoulders. It lack the natural curls and waves she typically work it with, instead brushed into compliance and allowed to hang free. She sat in the bed, partially wrapped in the white sheets, with thin, white robes to match. They clung snug to her...

“Oh, what truly happened at the Academy? You do not believe it was an invasion of Hollows, a matter of pure coincidence?” He asked of her with an amused lift to his tone. Of course she didn’t. Everyone knew it was not, though none could reliably claim to know what it was. Katsuhiro nodded...

Seireitei, expansive as ever, stretched out below the open office of Captain Kōgetsu, glowing a bright white under the midday sun. The office was long, with polished, wooden boards the stretched from one end—with a full desk and a wooden chair to match—to the other. The entire length of it, on...

Ren sat, seiza, in a small room only a few tatami wide. It remained barren of decoration, as it had always been, with only the supplies needed upon a small desk before him: ink, a brush, and something to stamp the symbol of Eighth’s Lieutenant into requisitions and personnel duty assignments...

Contrary to prose and poetry, history and rumor, it did not always rain during a funeral. Soul Society’s unrelenting sun beat down on the congregation of black-clad mourners before the Seireitei’s outdoor Crematorium. It stood on the rocky outcropping of hill within the city proper. A select...

Drool, glimmering in the orange light of lanterns, dripping onto a grey, stone floor. A low growl rumbled through the iron bars, humming with spiritual energy themselves, and shook the teeth of any nearby. It fell from the teeth-filled maw of a monster, clad in a mask of white, as it stared...

Much the same as the other Gillian wearing a unique, personal mask, the behavior of the towering black behemoth above Ichiro and Takahiro changed when the new mask replaced the old. After twinned Cero ignited into towers of crimson followed by smoke of black and fires of orange—the blast enough...

Hazuki leaped over the wall of the Academy and, as quicky as her legs could carry her, rushed down the hill and towards the distant Seireitei. Here, not a single sign of battle could be seen. The stone stairs that led up to the Academy grounds were untouched, pristine, and the Hollow presences...

Blood spewed from the mask split by the pink light of Nobuko’s spirit. The Gillian roared and reeled its towering form back before it snapped forward. Nobuko flung from it, Zanpakutō still in-hand, and crashed back onto the wall she leaped from. Shingles cracked and the sea of Sakura petals was...

Immediately after the Cero split upon Hazuki’s blade and crashed, in part, against her, the Gillian snapped its head to the side. Without closing its black, gaping maw, another wave of red descended—this time, upon Nobuko. The Third Seat’s eyes widened and she, like Hazuki, readied her blade...

One by one, the attention of the other, gargantuan Hollows turned to Nobuko as she toppled the primate. All ignored Hazuki as she escaped and even the Gillian above stared only upon the Third Seat. That last sight either Hazuki or Hildr beheld was that of Nobuko as she rushed up the body of the...

Dim, yellow eyes stared back at Hazuki as the Hollow slowly approached. Its knuckles left man-sized gouges in the earth as it took one, slow, lumbering step after another. With its size, only a small few were needed to reach the young, Shinigami woman. She never gave it the time. Its eyes...

SAKURAI, KIZUKI Lieutenant, Fourth Division Height & Weight: 188cm & 85kg Sex: Male One of the longest-serving Lieutenants within the Gotei at over one thousand years, Kizuki's is a name nearly all Shinigami know. His reputation is that of a warm, reassuring bedside manner, like that of a...