Kira Clixx [Magnolia's Revamp] 0-3+/0-2

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On earth, Magnolia was never born. It was never known what time period she was going to be born in, or what life she might have actually had. Her only experience as a human was.. well nothing, it was a long labor in which both her and her mom died. . . Though if that was only the case it would have been, well a blessing but it was not, the woman was tied to the stake and crucified with nails many of which punctured and killed this unborn child. It was after that she got set ablaze while still alive, and slowly burned to death. The death was quick for the babe, but the mother she slowly was burned to death, over a period of 3 months.


No one knows how the mother lived that long, but she did she burned and burned they had to keep relighting her keep the flame going, and she still burned. Screaming crying begging for mercy the mother still was burned, longer and longer to no avail She continued to be burned. It was strange though, why she did not die, no one honestly knew, but what they did know was . . She failed to die, no it was more like no matter what she just kept burning, And burning , and burning .. and burning. No matter what she seemed just not to die, the mother kept being burned and kept screaming in agony. Though no matter what she just did not seem to die it was pain which ruled the mother as she was being killed and murdered. Crows ate her flesh in between the periods in which kindling was being collected.Nothing mattered though, they just kept burning her, trying to kill her. They wanted to kill her, and where determined to do so.


Eventually it worked though, she died 3 months later and literally exploded in a huge cloud of ash and Mist, hollows and the mother’s soul was devoured by a hollow destroying it, reducing it to nothing . . .This babe was never born and sent to the soul society , so in essence she never was a human in the first place. She was born a spirit in a sense, though, also magnolia was a unborn child.
Killed by violence.


After that, she was born in the world of the soul society. Though she was a sick child, going into a coma seconds after being birthed into the world. She stayed that way for hundreds of years on a far hill miles from the districts that souls resided in. Her life consisted of memories of a dark place, and excruciating pain. She for those hundred years relived the pain that her mother had endured that was , the pain of never being born. It replayed over. . and over. . . Never ending nor beginning .



Her first life was an eternity of torment, damnation and even extreme pain she would have never woken up, if it was not for the fact she was found by toshiro hitsugaia of squad 10. It was the kiss, of solid ice which awoke her from the eternal damnation that was her sleep. She never could wake up before though she always endured the pain, trying to find something to live through she often in her sleep dreamed of a life without pain, without misery without torment. She often was held in the iron grip of sadness at never being born a human, that her first moments in life was being ran through by
the cold, cold kiss of steel and being burned to death within her mother’s womb.


She never got to play with other kids, she never learned to love or to hate. Her life was a life of pain, fear agony, she was born with the desire to die. Though it was the one thing magnolia found out would never happen. When she found out though, is a pretty good question, but she was within the throws of madness, screaming. Dreams that she was slowly being burned alive, that she was something not pure something that did never deserved to exist in the first place.



Repeatedly she would pound in her dream try to die, but that was the one thing that would, sadly enough never happen. She was burned executed and scarred but she never could seem to die. No matter how much she wanted to, or how long she tried this fact remained absolute: She would not die. It haunted her, and tormented her as her life was a prism in which she could not escape, Magnolia felt like she was a bird in a cage, being sentenced to eternal pain with no end.



Toshiro was the one who woke her up, he thought she was dead, and went to pick her up. It was a touch which shook Magnolia from the clutches of her nightmares. She woke up, and saw something sharp, something which was extremely sharp. Needless to say,what she did was she grabbed instinctively and tried to run herself through in the chest. It was a spray of blood, which sent her into the illusion of death she felt like she was dying though it was weird rather than feeling relieved , or a lack of pain she just felt more of it.
She screamed and thrashed trying desperately, to find a cure to the pain she was enduring.



No avail, she was picked up by Toshiro, who began to rush her to the medical ward of the soul society it was a tough journey though, as she was trying constantly to get free or kill herself. She wanted to die, though she quickly found out she couldn’t, that is what she found out, after she blacked out. Basically, she went into yet another coma, in she, was subjected to pain, misery death pain. These things looped in a continuous cycle, she cried she screamed but most importantly she just wanted to be free. Free of the never ending nightmare , though that was the one thing that never, happened.
Truly though.. when she woke up it was a nightmare people thought she was going to die, to become dead to be dead. But, there was one person who managed to save her.



Kisuke urahara who was puzzled by the conundrum present in this situation, created pills to suppress the power which he speculated was causing all this damage. It was not by any means a 100% cure, Magnolia soon found out it was in many cases just more like a band aid than anything else. It made it so, she was not constantly enduring the pain that is given with death and for that lessening of pain, Magnolia was extremely in debt to kisuke. Even though kisuke told her sternly “This is by no means a cure, it will suppress but never eradicate understand this” Magnolia of course who barely understood emotions took a good amount of time to grasp the meaning.
When she did though, she was slightly disappointed but it could never suppress the gratitude she felt towards this man, who gave her a way to lessen the pain.


Magnolia came to terms with her pain, but always was burdened by it, it was heartbreaking to most people to see how happy. . How extremely happy it made her to even have a slight amount of the pain removed from her life, that’s just though how it was. There was a side effect though, the pills where extremely strong, so strong in fact that she had to be put into a state of vegetable ism so that she could adjust to the pills , in which time she underwent several transfusions and six stomach pumps because of the , strength of the pills in question.


So she Constantly was in a state of pain, pain which was so dementing that it caused her to break down, and scream for a month straight, she in this time, was hugging her knee’s crying puking blood as her body was reacting to the strain of such a minor action. Her power also flared up, making it so people could only stand her for long enough to get her pills in her mouth and then exit. Even then it was heart breaking to the point most people avoided her, in this time her “power” that kisuke mentioned had begun to assert itself, to the point the genius had to take measures to keep the soul society’s safety in check.


What kisuke did was, he put magnolia under with a product which, Magnolia to insanity yet again, she was reduced to a delirious state, crying screaming though the pain was less and she was kept under constant sedation so that her body could maintain under the immense strain of her own energy. Even then it was to the point that she was often in and out of awareness unable to control her power, puking up blood crying and shaking. Hoping for death even though she could not die.



It Was around this point in time she heard the whisper of her other self, her Zampucto which reached out to her in her misery. It came one day when she was in the worst fit ever, she had wounded countless people who where decently strong, not by physically hurting them. No it just was by them being near her that they had become injured, She had slipped once more for the 3rd time, into one of her extremely long coma’s. She this time though fell and fell, fell past the icy oblivion that greeted her at the surface.


She fell into a strange world, a world which was just pure black, a world of black with white pillars on either side it was strange but elegant, black tiles which beneath was nothing but the eternity which was her life. And to the sides where white pillars pillars which radiated with the hope that still resided in her heart of hearts. It was a world with no noise, not even her own voice, a world where everything was stripped away. Normal people would go mad in such a world, but it was a welcomed change for her. For once magnolia was free of her pain and petty thoughts of suicide , It was well. . . a world with the warmth of familiarity a world which seemed like the caress of a mother. It was everything she had, well never known and probably never would know pain had no purchase here, its concept was lost in the ebb and flow of an eternal tide.


She had no clue what this place was . . . she was not frightened though despite the fact she could not speak , She wandered about aimlessly for the first time, she was free of the crippling and pain inducing condition of her own powers. She if she had her way would have never left it, in fact she stayed in it for a long . . .Long time, searching for the strange owner of a strange world, a world such as this one was. Instead though she did find someone, a small girl, a girl that looked like her but not like her, it looked like a mirror image. By now though Magnolia had found out sound had no concept in this world, it failed to even work, or hold meaning. Though there was a feeling in her mind. . she heard words, words which sounded like the warmth of the sun, and the love and familiarity that she had, for so long been looking for.


“You finally have come, I Was wondering when your power would drive you in here. . .I am Lotus . . . you may not know me.. but I know you.. for you are me and I am you do you accept us? look deep within yourself.. we are you.. you are us.. We are always in your heart. .. “


At a loss for words, Magnolia nodded slowly unsure of what it would entail or what it would bring. Of course though she seemed to begin to rise to the surface it was strange, she thought the words said where merely a metaphor a trivial joke which seemed to take place, but in fact it was not there was a hollow in the base of her chest.. with the slight tattoo of a lotus, a spot which was warm.. familiar much like the girl. Magnolia reached out.. and caressed the shape.. and with a shout of surprise felt her hand slide into her bare breasts. Even more surprised to find something that felt like a hilt inside, quickly she withdrew, her hand shaking in fear. In confusion and disbelief , she was scared and unsure what the hell it was that resided inside her, and she had a feeling she just did not want to know.


After this episode she went quiet curling up and crying for a long, long time with no solace she took her medication as seasons changed . . . The flow of time went on, and on with little reason or rhyme and she began to feel intense pain once more, sure she was heavily limited but there was the feeling of pain that was always lingering beneath the surface, raw power that had yet to be unleashed.


It was many years after that she had met another . . . her first visitor in a very long time. He was a man, who if she had been a normal woman not driven crazy by pain, would find quite attractive. She gazed up at him shyly still she was unused to speaking, so ZX, perceived her as being a mute, someone who could not speak. It was embarrassing but, her lips failed her and her mind just seemed to stop working. In the end she was asked a good deal of questions.. ZX seemed quite interested and genuine , though it freaked her out intensely , she was traumatized and scared.


To be honest she dissolved into a fit of screams which, where fit to raise the dead. As she curled up and shook, her body trembled and her eyes shone like disks she was scared. Frightened , in many ways she just wanted to die, and be erased from existence. Even though it was something that, well could not happen it was something that was her reality. Her pain, a pain that never would go away , often she now was depressed extremely depressed. She just would stare out the window watching seasons and years go by, even though she would take her medication, she often succumbed to her episodes of puking up blood, throwing fits, even causing people around her to be injured in her fits.


As rough as it was, though it was nothing compared to how she now lived she was hurting inside, hurting outside.. her body burned she wanted to be of help, but knew that such a thing surely would be impossible , so with nothing else to do, she began delving into her mind.. determined to unlock her hidden power.. or reach the place that so long ago she had found. It was folly but she tried anyways it was the one place she could be herself, a place she was free of pain and could truly be at peace with herself.


During this time, she met with her zan spirit and learned where other people chance she remains constant. She learned to tap into that amazing amount of power. Even though it nearly destroyed her inner world in the process, she slowly learned, in what in her inner world was probably millions of years but in her exterior world, was only a few months.Yes, in this time she began to discover the extent of her power, and it scared her, scared her to the point she made her zan spirit Lotus promise to erect a prison to seal 95% of it away.


She eventually made it, she enshrouded with the subconscious mind: locking it up so tight, that there was little to no chance of it getting out. This was sunk deep within magnolia’s inner world though that 95% was of both, there was still much power left it was strenuous but she was trying to ease the pain, ease the power she was not yet truly ready to take charge of. It was hard, it drove her near mad, but she managed to do it, with lotus and magnolia focusing on it, they eventually sealed it.


Though, through this time she did learn shikai while it was simplistic , she had learned to control better, allowing her was just her tapping into her power, allowing her to use a small, small fragment of it, Even then she could not use this, as that small amount of power caused her a great deal of pain,Pain which seemed to never go away, this development made her vow she would not ever use it, unless the reason was just and she had no other option.
Shortly after though she did go into remission, She was passed out for several months in this time, she was in a state of limbo so to speak, she could not speak. But she was still trapped in the ever present torrent of pain which seemed to never lighten its unyielding grip. More or less you could say it tormented her it gnawed at her and fucked her over like a bad bad hangover from hell. It reduced her once again to a fit of screaming crying and just a extreme mess.

It was after that she was given notice that kisuke urahara had left the soul society some time ago, that was one of the major moments in which her life began to slide into the endless cycle of depression. A cycle that would not stop, she was in her blackest mood, this was the first time in a while that the cage her zan spirit had made the chains rattled and it wanted to be free.. but this was unknown to her at the time, as magnolia was as oblivious as ever.

It was around this time that she had, awoken to find, rather a man who looked like a doll distinctive azure eyes, and blond hair the question would probably have been out of a normal persons mouth “Who are you” But not magnolia she just kept her trap shut, and continued to play with the hem of the bed sheets in her room, it was not a man who seemed to be kind.It was rather a man, who felt cold as ice, dangerous heartless. The kind of man who frightened her, he frightened her, to the point she lost it and threw the iv stand at him. It was not the prettiest of sites, but at least it got the man out of her room, but he just came back in it was not exactly like he was enjoying it, but he seemed to have some deeper sense of caring within him.

That was something different after so long, that someone caring actually showed up it was a first. But still she was quite freaked out, and in pain. Pain which brought down her reason, and made her seem like she was mad, so even though the man had come back, she had said absolutely nothing for so long she was not about to start now. She retained her silence, held onto it like it was her lover, eventually it seemed to infuriate this cold and hollow individual who seemed to rather give up. Not to say he had cared all to much in the first place but magnolia still, was silent hugging her knee’s silently crying and puking blood yet again from the effects of her own power. It was because rather a good many of things that she remained silent, taking her medication and just wanting to die. Pain which consumed her kept eating away, eating away at who she was. It was like a sickness, but a sickness that she just could not stop, or get rid of. Which is why she remained stoic crying in pain grasping for some kind of comfort in the misery that was her life. She was constantly in pain , pain from who and what she was .


After this episode It took, a long time but Magnolia eventually recovered and accepted who and what she is; and what her fate has ultimately brought with it. Magnolia was, in fact discharged from the barracks intensive care ward; half a year ago. From there magnolia began to explore. . for the first time getting to know the world around her.