Chaos and boredom

Yoma was bored once again he wanted to further himself on obtaining strength but in order to do that he needed to become stronger. He needed to find someone to fight. He wanted to find someone who could help obtain higher levels of power. He decided that causing some trouble in karakura city would be the best idea to find someone. Within the loud noisy city Yoma would place his fire mines around and set them off once he left. At first the explosions were small and harmless just to get a nice laugh but as he grew tired of doing the same thing over and over his explosions becoming more and more dangerous. Now people were panicking and those near the explosions were starting to get hurt. It seemed as they were still clueless as to who causing the explosions. Yoma grew annoyed as no one was aware that this was all his doing.

The cycle of explosions continued until yoma reached a quieter part of town. It seemed that this area was known as the bad part of town as the roads seemed in more of a disrepair compared to the other parts of the city. Even some of the houses were boarded up and in disrepair. So Yoma thought he could at least lore out some people to vent his frustration out on a bit. Yoma opened his pouch full of rocks and charged them with his energy and tossed them causing them to explode the moment they hit other buildings and the ground. It didn’t take too long till people came out angry wanting to know who was the cause of this.


“Sorry if i caused you folks any trouble but i'm quite agitated and need a target to vent. It seems that you 5 will have to do. Get ready.”

Yoma knew that these people held no strength they were just weak humans. To them this would be nothing but a simple brawl. Yoma was able to easily avoid the 5 men attacks and take them out slowly one by one with his Zanpakutō still in his sheath. Yoma would first scare them back with his flames if he had to then strike them with the sheath. After a bit Yoma scared the mean away as they knew they couldn’t beat him. Yoma Sighed and laid on the ground annoyed that still no one powerful appeared to fight. Yoma grabbed and held his Zanpakutō and stared at it.

“I want your power why won't you still allow me to obtain it? What else do i need to do? What is it that i am supposed to do? Damn it is their no hint in obtain more strength?”


Yoma did the same that his other half did before him. Still questioning what the connection to the Zanpakutō was. He understood that a Zanpakutō can be the key to obtaining greater power but how is that door opened?

Yoma’s Zanpakutō held all of his focus. He expected a response, a sign that he was reaching that power he desired to reach to bind him to this world. As his other self grew stronger he at times would feel weaker almost as if he was being drained. He worried that his spirit would disappear from this body if he was surpassed by the idiot he shared his body with. In order to counter this Yoma knew all he had to do was obtain a power great enough to bind him to the world. A goal and wish full of selfish desires was driving this one forward yet even with all his struggles amounted to nothing. Yet, here he was holding a old rusted sword at this point surprised him how it still held any color and sharpness. A sword that was supposed to be his own tool to fight his enemies yet appeared so fragile, That was his Zanpakutō. Ignorant of what was going on in the world around him Yoma’s mind remained in a bubble of selfishness.


Caught up in nothing but himself Yoma heard a random shout. He was unable to make out what he heard but, This caused him to Jump up and get back on his feet. He won't allow himself get caught defenseless. He heard a figure from the shadows state ‘What's the deal?’ to Yoma the voice sounded as it was annoyed yet not very concerned or bothered as the figure revealed itself. The figure appeared to be a tall thin man, very thin and seeming as he could be snapped in half easily. The man walked towards him yet in this moment for an instant Yoma felt that his strength surpassed his own strength. The man stood in front of him seemingly glancing at him before responding.


The man had asked “Why was he talking to that thing” Yoma was curious as he didn’t know if this man was aware that this was his Zanpakutō in this instance. Yet the man simply spoke “What's the deal? If you're going to humiliate weaklings at least put them out of their misery." and pushed Yoma aside. This bothered Yoma held a fist angrily staring at the man before him, who the hell was he to just show up and tell him what to do thought Yoma. Next thing he saw the man take out his blade and heard him ask ‘Do you even know what you're holding?’ before yoma could say anything he felt the pressure change around the man and the atmosphere around his blade grew, it felt as the blade was beginning to roar with sparks starting to fly off of it. Moving forward Yoma Watched the man he finished off one of the downed men that yoma had just humiliated but now Yoma was left with a choice of what to do, yet all he could was get annoyed at his own weakness.

Yoma knew what he could to respond, He forced power through his blade and attacked another of the men the he could find closest to him and proceeded to finish them off just as the other man did before him, Yoma did it simple and as quickly as he could. Stabbing the man where his heart was then one single strike to the middle of the neck. Yoma then proceeded to look at the man.


“Do you think i am that stupid? Of course i know what this is, this is my tool. My weapon for growth and power,My Zanpakutō. Who the hell are you? What is it that you want? Are you here to become a simple stepping stone to push me forward?”

Yoma spoke with his anger seeping out of him. The words of the other man had annoyed him. He tightened the grip he held on his Zanpakutō and attempted to attack the stronger man. Yoma knew that this man’s power surpassed his own but yet it meant nothing. His desire fight to grow almost as if he was fueling fire with coal pushing all his power outwards and forcing his power into his Zanpakutō he know he wouldn’t allow his weaknesses to get the better of him. Yoma rushed head first not thinking his Zanpakutō releasing smoke and fire wildly as he attempted to make contact with the man all in the same instance yelling out with all his breath.

“My name is Yoma Yazaki, i wont allow myself to continue on this worthless path of weakness”

Yoma knew even if his power was nothing to the person before him he would just have to continue forcing everything he had outward. Even if he gets torn apart he would continue fighting because to him one wont grow if they dont experience the power of the enemy. Pain is a sign that you are still to weak so to erase that pain is to grow stronger. That is what he had to do. Grow beyond the now.