[HYBRID] Sunshine Ashtavon, the Danava of Despair [Hazard Rating A]

» Name: Sunshine Kiritsugu-Odysseus Asthavon
» Titles: Head of Deveta, Khala's Aide, the Darkest Light, Evil Angel, the Archbishop.
» Age: 17-24 in appearance; 4000-5000 years old.
» Gender: Primarily Male
» Affiliation/Rank: High Priest of Shadowfall

» Shifter Appearance Written:
Sunshine's typical appearance, especially when making public appearances and acting in his official capacities as a 'priest', is the most stereotypical priest get-up one could think of. His body is adorned in a Habit, a garment worn by priests. He wears a yamaka on his head, which has short blonde hair. His entire body lacks any kind of blemish or scarring, and he wears black dress shoes with ankle socks on his feet. Finally, he is always wearing a pair of headphones in the shape of a skull, which are consistently blasting music or doxology into his head of some kind. His frame is extremely lean, and his frame is that of a man in his young to mid twenties. 

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» Pure Appearance Written:
Another alternate appearance that Sunshine maintains. This concealed appearance is the one he wears while outside the demon world. The only flesh that can be seen on this entire garment in his eyes and sightline; everything else is hidden from view. A small amount of shadowed hair can be seen beneath the headband and cowl he wears on his head. He wears a scarf around his throat, and a full body suit, like a ninja would wear, beneath that. Around his arms and legs bandages cover his entire form. He wears sandals on his feet and gloves around both hands. Finally, he carries five staves on his back at all times, sticking up in an assortment of designs behind him as he walks like a travelling monk. 

However, if the mask is removed, it is revealed that his face is nothing like his shifter or true appearances. Indeed, this appearance is one unique to the male known as Sunshine Asthavon; it is his Pure appearance. This form has short blue hair, blue eyelashes, and a strange tattoo under the right eye, like a magic seal. The rest of his face is smaller, and his frame is overall smaller. His fingers have extremely long nails, as if they were claws; he has the maximum amount of muscle available to contain on the frame of a human. His ears are pointed, and both eyes shine gold when revealed to light when the mask is taken off. There is a particular person he looks identical too, which is why he will do anything he can to prevent this form from being revealed. 

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» True Appearance Written:
The true appearance of Sunshine is an appearance that is at once totally at peace and totally in chaos. His hair is splayed all over the place; his strands reaching over a foot away from his head. The pale color of his hair is like paper, and his eyes are of a similar color. The spirals that appear within them stand out significantly when he focuses, making them even more intense when eh does so. His eyebrows are short lines above his eyes, which are pointed at the ends like a raven's. His ears and neck are normal, for a human. The most peculiar thing about his entire body, and especially in his face, are shadows. Shadows appear around his mouth, under his nose, and around his eyes in an almost... creepy fashion.

The garments which cover the rest of his body are not what one would expect on a demon. Around his body he wears a green hodie which goes down past his waist, the drawstrings coming down from either side of his head. All along the hoodie are read marks and patterns, almost as if made out of blood. The hoodie has pockets on either side, and can be zipped, though it rarely is. His body's shape is that of a young man, just coming out of his teens. Underneath his hoodie he wears a white undershirt, marked by what looks like two hooks, one coming down from his throat and the other up from his pelvis, entwining the hooks together around his stomach. Around his legs he wears a simple pair of jeans, and around his feet he wears gym shoes. Now, he may come into his shifter form with less clothing than this, but never more. This getup makes it so that only his hands, throat, and head may be seen properly; both shoulders and most of his arms are totally covered, and you cannot see his legs. Finally, a chain sticks out from the middle beltloop of his jeans, attaching to the bottom of his hoodie.

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» Personality:
Sunshine
At his root, this man is a kind soul, an aid to the unfortunate and a bright smile whenever one is needed. He is a kind man, whose presence often feels instead like that of a calm boy. When he is within other realms, people merely assume he is a priest of a slightly off-color religious sect. He is fairly good at deceiving and manipulating people to his goals, though he often does not go out of his way to do so.

Pressure
Sunshine loves nothing in this world more than Pressure, the feeling of being oppressed. While this may be an off-shoot of masochism, in reality it is simply that Despair triggers whenever he is placed in this state. Whenever he feels despair washing over him, he begins to clutch at his body, holding himself and maintaining a strange smile. He has an extremely awkward ability of being able to put other people into awkward positions, forcing them to face their inner darkness in many cases. The ability for him to put this pressure on someone is usually a sign that the person who is being targeted does not truly have a satisfied psyche - in other words, they lack satisfaction in their life and are not at peace with themselves. Another possible way to look at this is that Sunshine is able to call forth the negative energy within a person.

Despair
Despair is the thing which Sunshine requires to survive. He directly loves despair more than anything, because he believes that being able to come out of despair after one has gone into it is an essential part of growth. Again, Sunshine is not a bad person, or even bad natured, in any way, shape, or form. He holds no malicious intents towards anyone; even if he decides that he has to kill someone, he is not doing it because he hates them. It is intensely difficult to truly anger him, and there is only one person whom he actually feels general animosity towards.

Fanatic
Furthermore, a large part of the male's personality is that he is a fanatic. He is absolutely fascinated with and worships Khala Asthavon, believing her way and words to be the correct ones, no matter what she determines or what the possible consequences could be. He supports her in absolutely everything she does, every decision… except of ones which could possibly harm her. Seeing her be harmed mentally is the one thing he cannot stand, and people who are able to do that are the ones who can actually gain animosity from him. He accepts all of Khala's teachings as true and proselytizes them. His main goal in life is to drive others into despair and then show them the hope that Khala grants them, allowing for them to assumedly live better lives.

This trait has caused him some significant distress since the destruction of Iriko Crow, and he has been forced to question his own actions in recent times.

Consumer of Mental Energy
Another way to explain his mannerisms is that he loves to drain the positive energy of people. Now, this does not mean that he enjoys destabilizing people who are satisfied with their lives. On the contrary, he is only after that happiness which he views as 'loose', as being worthless, that is tied to despair tightly. He therefore seems as if he is promoting despair, but rather he believes he is simply taking in what he views as 'excess' happiness. So he would never state that he spreads negative energy or particularly makes other people sad; rather, he takes away what he views as fake happiness, and as that is his core belief in life, this makes him happy to a disturbing extent.

Racial Dispositions
The male has a strange, unexplained dislike towards the Shinigami, without ever explaining how or why. The most apparent cause seems to be that the way the exorcise souls is contrary to how Khala would prefer it to be done, but his reasons, if analyzed actually seem to be personal in nature. On the other hand, he loves demons, has a generally positive view on Arrancar, quite likes humans, and also seems to like the idea of Angels just as much as Demons.

Fractured Psyche
At the end of the day, the male's psyche should be recognized as being fractured. His beliefs and his actions often do not comply with one another; he may say one thing and mean something totally else. He himself is often reduced to a quivering, happiness-draining mess, disturbing the mental prowess of those around him. Indeed, he suffers from a strange form of madness, but it is a madness held in the form of beliefs, not founded in stress. As such, it cannot be manipulated or recognized by madness-based beings ,and he himself does not have any particular desire to see things going 'mad' or otherwise insane.

Privacy
He has a strong dislike against revealing his body outside of the Demon World, most of the time. Sometimes, when he hunts, there is no issue. Whenever he appears anywhere else, he seems to have a blue hair, his entire body totally concealed beneath a series of bandages and other fabric, with a metal headband and cap on the top of his head, a cloak covering his entire body. IF the garment is removed or tampered with, he will become annoyed, and in such cases will not use certain moves and techniques.

Sin Seer
He has a very powerful aptitude of observation and collection of information, having researched several of the most important individuals of several of the different organizations which align the universe. As a result and knowledge of their backstory, he is very adept at picking at other people's weak spots, using his own special aptitude to attempt to drain them of positive energy. He is also quite good at finding out things in the middle of conflict through inquiring questions and observations. Giving him any kind of information is generally ill-advised due to how effective he is at turning it against the giver in a way that harms them even worse than before. 

Slight Hat Obsession
The male has a condition which he refers to as ZUN - in demon language, that's an abbreviation for Hat Obsession Disorder. Essentially, he greatly admires hats, and respects automatically people who wear them more than people who don't. He also views the hat as one of the most important pinnacles of his faith, which is why he always wearing a cowl, hoodie, or yamaka. This obsession also has a slight effect of taking the form of one of his abilities, but he has a difficult time drawing despair towards those who habitually wear hats or other kinds of head garments such as ribbons in their hair. 

Blessed Belief
Sunshine does not have overconfidence in himself, he is not arrogant. However, he finds it amusing to hear that others wish him bodily harm, for he believes that his divine purpose is blessed, that none can stop him from his goals, and that he is being defended by those he worships in order to complete his final goal in life. Part of this comes from the fact that he believes his prayers are almost always answered, and due to how some of his abilities work, this is partly true, which is what has spurned this belief in him. A large part of Sunshine's existence is that he does not understand how most of his abilities work. He believes they are simply gifts from the divine, and that in order to complete his purpose he must make use of them. 

Attention Lover
Sunshine loves being the center of attention more than anything else in his life. No matter what happens, he loves being given attention and adoration from the people around him. This plays a large role in his capacity of a priest; anyone who is willing to give him that attention he will pay special attention to, and he is quite good at telling when people are honestly awestruck or interested and just pretending. However, even this noticing is slightly vain - he still quite likes being observed, even if it is false.

Sarcastic
The male has a fluent streak of sarcasm. While this would be difficult to pick up in his sermons and public talks, in daily life he obviously making wordplays, sarcastic over and understatements, as well as innuendos. Innuendos seem to be his particular favorite of all; perhaps it has to do something with his concept.

Playful
Sunshine is a playful being on the whole. He has a seemingly positive nature that would rather see others enjoying themselves than doing nothing. He doesn't see this as conflicting with his ideals of despair; after all, someone can be enjoying themselves in their despair, just as he frequently does. 

Fault Locators
Sunshine has an interesting tendency of observation. He is very adept at locating another person's deepest inner or mental weakness. This he enjoys exploiting through the use of comments, influencing through despair, as well as trying to use it to get what he wants. He believes he himself has limited flaws; that they are finite, and there are indeed some flaws that he does not recognize himself as having that he can very easily find in others. 

Instinctual Dislike
There are some people that Sunshine believes he will just instinctively dislike. No matter what other people think or how they actually act, towards these people Sunshine will have an irrational near-hatred, disrespecting or ignoring them in general and refusing to participate with them in activities of various kinds.

Fierce Loyalty
Sunshine does have true loyalty towards those who mark themselves as his allies and his friends. Towards them, he will do whatever is needed or possible, and due to his general lack of inhibitions, is willing to even suffer extraordinarily illogical pains for them. He also has a habit of disregarding logic when it comes to his friends, supporting them even when it makes no sense to do so. On the other hand, there are times where he will see the reason, and can be just as cold to them as he thinks will cause them to improve. He actually would prefer to see people he knows and loves suffer, going back to his despair and what some might call an 'inherited' form of how he views love; he thinks the other person must suffer in order to improve.

Conflict and Abuse
Sunshine is adept at taking on both conflict and abuse. Even if he is abused, he has a mental block towards it to the point where if he is not fighting back against it, he barely feels pain. In addition, he can be involved in conflicts on a social, mental, and physical level and feel no stress from them whatsoever; he is very good at weathering the storm of political distress and chaos. 

Self-Harms
Sunshine has a bad habit, when he feels down or isn't getting what he wants, to harm himself and attempt to get attention for himself that way. While he isn't proud of it, he knows it is a sure-fire way to make those who he believes care about him to give him attention, and he relishes in it. 

Worry Inducer
Sunshine is also extremely good at making other people worry. Whether he makes them worry about their future, about what he is doing, about his location or other actions - one never quite knows what it is that Sunshine is up to or is doing. He could be acting totally without limit or attempting to finally end his life once and for all, and if you are out of contact with him for an extended period of time, the pressure he puts on the people around him make it seem likely that something terrible has in fact happened. Generally, however, these fears will not come to pass; but the relationships that Sunshine creates will often create these kinds of feelings. 

People Owner and Polyamorous 
Sunshine also has a habit of enjoying… inserting himself into other people. Mentally, this refers to him establishing an extraordinarily strong bond with another person, making himself an integral part of their life, nearly 'addicting' them with himself. To put it another way, Sunshine does not receive these emotions in return. While he wishes to 'own' others, to protect them against all the dangers of the world, to keep them in Khala's Nirvana, he knows that even if they were to give that to him that they would not actually have a place inside of him or his heart. When it comes to relationships, Sunshine would be called polyamorous, simply due to the fact that he has not actually found one person whom he actually believes he can form a 'true love' with. If he ever found that person, however, while he would still seem polyamorous he would only trust his 'heart' with that one person.

Favorite Lines:
"Won't you forgive me?"
"Did you regret not knowing?"
"I can see your sins..."

» Likes:
Ropes, violence, despair, hats.

» Dislikes:
Anti-religious individuals, giving up, Shinigami, male role models.



» History:
The story of Sunshine is, to say the least, complicated. It is a tale which begins in the future, travels to the distant past, and then eventually reaches the current present. It is a tale which involves a goddess, a poet, a Doctor, a Lady of the Night, a Demon, and a Family being destroyed. This is the tale of Sunshine - Kiritsugu - Odysseus - Ashthavon - Crow, a man who has discarded his true name and was unknown in his own time. It is the tale of a man raised by a God, tortured and damaged truly beyond repair. This is the tale of a man of Despair, of Copulation, of Body, Mind, and Succession. This is the story of a Missionary, a Leader, and an Evil Angel.

~ Conception ~
Our story begins in future of a world with the possibility of our own. It was the 'true path', the current result; if nothing in the past was to be changed, it is what the world would become. For the interests of this History, it will cover specifically the story that will be changed as a result of its own existence; to put it simply, it is a story which is the past of this man who is the only one who it happened to, being the only current object who has experienced its existence.

In this timeline, our subject is born. However, the true story of his birth is not what happened during ,but rather before it. He is the single child of Iriko Crow and Khala Ashtavon, produced through intercourse. In this time, Iriko had accepted Khala completely, without doubt on his path; after being mentally broken by the events of the Soul Society's War, the Demon and Shinigami became closely interlinked. Their child would be the first between a Shinigami and Demon, and even further Iriko's first-born child. Having joined their 'religion 'himself, the Poet had changed significantly from the better known one of today. When he discovered that Khala was, well, with his child, he himself felt filled with joy. However, there was one being who was not.

His Ziamichi Spirit, Seirei Rukon. Seirei had discovered who he truly was; he knew he was a piece of the Soul King, and accepted his role in assisting Iriko in maintaining the Soul Cycle and the Order. However, the possibility of this child scared Seirei beyond all else. It filled him with a terrifying despair; the offspring of a Godling and a man infused with a Godling. He was terrified that the child would be unable to be controlled, particularly if the concepts of the two great beings were combined.

The aspects of propagating Chaos, Independence; and Order combined into one would create a homogenous being, who more likely than not would be able to turn every plane of existence to his will, drawing even Order under his beliefs and resulting in a monstrous civilization that Seirei never wanted to come to pass. This stress, this worry, infected the Zanpakutō spirits mind; he attempted to tell Iriko, repeatedly, to have it aborted.

However, Iriko would not hear of aborting the child. While on the one hand, he was still Iriko Crow; he was equally worried about the fact that this child could exist. However, on the other hand, he would not punish the child; he refused to harm an innocent life like that. As a result, he could not bring himself to do anything about these emotions. Khala was well aware of them due to the bond which practically made the two of them feel as if they were one being, the aspects of the Heart and the Poet being their only defining lines between one another.

So this madness within Seirei's mind grew, and the hope that he could stop this being coming into existence began to struggle harder and harder as the days, weeks, and months passed. With a small contingency of demons now living within Seireitei and a village of Atarashii that had been demolished moved within Demon World, the racial boundaries between the two seemed to be lowering even farther than anyone could have anticipated.

Finally, the day of the birth was at hand; the baby was delivered by the most profession Doctor in the land, who had volunteered his services while vacationing in Demon World with his wife for what he called 'old business'. The entire dimension was filled with a strange charge; as if the coming of this child would cause something amazing to occur. The Doctor himself kept a small log of its happenings, though it was never found.

From this point, the child was born, and Iriko held his first-born son for the first time above the Goddess. However, as he held the child, he could feel stirrings within it - and as he felt those stirrings, a strange being appeared behind the child, along with a strange hat that appeared to grow out of the child's head.

In that instant, Seirei within Iriko snapped, attempting to force his host to kill the child. Iriko adamantly refused, the willpower he maintained fighting off even Seirei as he dropped the child, having it fall back onto its mother as he stumbled backwards, half of his body going forwards as half of it went backwards, his entire form shining a bright blue for a moment before his shaken eyes stirred, the smallest smile on his lips as his eyes came to a close, seeing Khala and their child in his final moment the blue surrounded his form, drawing him into a strange black space as the male vanished from existence.

The consequence of the shocked mother would be felt throughout every plane of existence. The absolute rage that emerged covered the child, and in that instant it changed from a being of Assumption to that of Despair; from unbridled hope to the belief that God could not forgive. As seconds wore by, Hell became consumed with fire, the Raksha'sa even beginning to burn up from the Surpassing Law ripping away their ability to exist.

It spilled over into Demon World, the entire dimension becoming razed by hellfire, nearly all its inhabitants burning as they attempted to escape. The carnage would be horrific; but the pure pulsating of Danava, influenced by his Heart, demanded suffering to match his own. 

It poured next into Hueco Mundo, laying it to a similar waste; and from there, the Soul Society suffered a similar fate, Iramasha Island becoming covered in darkness as K-World's destiny was snuffed out as well. Finally, the hellflares came down onto Earth, and while they did not obliterate everything, terrible winds destroyed most every structure, tidal patterns destroyed most of those beings who could not defend themselves, and eventually the Earth was left as a desolate wasteland, covered in a dark, pulsating sky.

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~ Admonition Angel ~
Khala clutched her child all the while, weeping in anger and sorrow. After a solid day, the child finally let out a noise to its mother, holding up a hand and gently stroking her cheek. As she looked down at it, the child smiled back at her, causing for her to change the name he was to be given. Originally he was to be christened Kiritsugu Odysseus Crow-Ashvaton, but she felt that was not who he was. So his first name became Sunshine, for he was her Sunshine. 

The first years were… not pleasant for the Hybrid. Constantly abused when his mother entered fits of insanity, he never blamed her for her actions; rather, he blamed either himself for having done something wrong, or his mysterious father who his mother only ever praised. To him, his father was his mother's only flaw; to him, Iriko was the true failure in this whole scheme. He never understood the sacrifice his father performed, or appreciated it.

Danava, in a fit of rage from his heart, inflicted scars onto his body when a small child, attempting to break the boy's soul as his father's had once been shattered. However, these scars warped, changing… And instead, they became markings of a strange nature, infused with a strange blue glow. It was at this that Danava experienced the tiniest sensation of acceptance, as in those marks he saw that the boy must still have had a purpose for this world filled with desolation.

So it was that he continued to torture the boy, forcing out the potential of his Inner Monster, and then his Shinigami abilities. He completely neglected his traits as a Danava of Copulation; while Sunshine held that due to being created through Copulation with the Demon God, he could never act on it. 

However, despite all this pain and suffering… Danava and Khala were the only beings the male ever knew. He only knew he was being worked for something; and for this, he was happier than anything else. He became essentially an addicted fanatic; to him, the beings could not do anything wrong. They could not make a mistake, and they could not possibly do anything wrong. The universe being screwed was his father's fault; the pain they suffered, it was because of his father!

The pain, he blamed on his father. The suffering, he blamed on his father. The credit for his gifts, to his mother. The discovery of Gira, his mother. The discovery of Kenzan, Deveta. For Kenzan was a Haunting Spirit that he did not understand; while Gira he began to get to know very well.

Gira was originally an Angel who attempted to fight Touketsu, believing herself to be the most powerful Angel of all. However, Touketsu devoured her instead, and she joined the souls within his body. Over time, her very essence became corrupted, and she began viewing herself as 'the perfect being'. When her consciousness, inside of Khala, discovered that Sunshine was being born, she decided to infuse herself within the boy. So it was that the identity of his 'body' Zanpakutō from his mother was gained, and the power of corruption introduced into his soul. 

The other spirit, Kenzan, was much different. Sunshine only accomplished his strongest state a single time before he was forced to leave their dwelling for the first time of his young life. Only three years old, he had been forced out. Those three years, to this day, he remembers as only a single word: Pain. And yet, those years trained how to access his spirits directly into his body; he could even feel the connections to Yawgmoth and Nyahmyuraah, though he could access neither, and for fear of more pain did not inform his 'parents' about them.

The Anthology of the demons and his mind were perfectly crafted by Deveta, and yet he would never understand what his Haunting Spirit of the 'mind' was, from his father. A broken male, covered in a blue cloak, his hair turned stark-white, and his right arm reduced to nothing more than that of a skeleton. A dead look adorning his face, and what looked like charred horns laying across the back of his head. A flickering blue aura encompassed him, and yet Sunshine could perceive nothing by it, even with his sharpened senses. 

This being contained the ability which Deveta cherished so greatly; the ability to manipulate Time itself, to cause for reality to temporarily 'freeze'. Or more specifically, to cause Sunshine's body to enter 'Frozen Time', to view the world from four dimensions. This was 'Frozen Time', and it was what Sunshine was instructed to do.

When being forced out of his house, Sunshine had four 'directives' burned into his brain, to the point where they stick out an influence every single thought that goes through his mind of each and every day. "1. You Shall Venture to the Past and Grow until Khala Reveals Herself." "2. You Shall Head her Cult until she Appears, And once she Does, you Shall Sire a Child from a Shinigami or a Demon." "3. You shall Not Harm Iriko Puzyri-Teimei Crow or Inhibit Him." "4. You Shall Not Bare Children until The Coming of Khala."

These four directives burned into his mind, the male traveled mindlessly, following the directive to the point between each aspect of each universe. Before this point, however, a strange figure appeared before him, a red cloak hiding the figure's face. It was the first being other than his parents that Sunshine had ever seen, and as he attempted to examine him, he discovered something about the figure that was… the same as Sunshine. A Corrupted Angel.

The figure silently reached behind itself, before removing five staves, handing them to the male wordlessly. Sunshine felt compelled to take them, but felt strange at the same time, like an evil shiver traced down his spine as he took them almost outside of his own will. It was from here that the male watched as the being entered the eye of the storm.

As he began to leave, he felt a fifth directive entering his mind. "You Shall Fight.. Him… In the Past." And as he looked, his Spirit beginning to release, the male's hood slowly lowered from his face. When time began to freeze, he saw the expression of a man smiling, seeming as if he was at peace for the first time in a very, very long time. It was an aged face, strange creases wrinkled from seeming age, but more like decay, sticking out. 

And that was the final image Sunshine viewed as he felt his Spirit's Form beginning to take hold of the space around his body, gripping it like iron as it gripped the very fabric of the universe; it gripped the universe's "gravity"… it gripped 'Destiny'.

Power without limit poured out form his body, gigantic amounts of pure power flowed out, covering each of the realms as the male's latent energy emerged. The five spirits that warden-ed over his body: Yawgmoth, Gira, Nyahmyuraah, Kenzan, and 'Death' - observed him like wardens to a gate as the total sum of their power was pressed fully into service… the grip on reality becoming firm…..

Sunshine gripped it, and the matter of time itself came under his hands. Naturally, he would have to throw the universe forwards; only by going to the point of no return would he eventually reach the track where the story began once again. The power for this action came from Yawgmoth, whose entire being was filled with the energy of Danava's despair from how his universe had resulted.

Without hesitation, Sunshine began driving the dimensions forwards, watching the person before him fading away into nothingness as time began to pass rapidly, his eyes looking up into the sky as he beheld each of the dimensions. Gradually, their pieces began to fade; finally, at the end of it all, he viewed Danava looking back at him with two other beings, one of whom eh could somehow sense was the Soul King. He did not recognize the third, but he saw the three of them staring at one another…

And then they began to fade away. And as they faded ,the male saw that his power was beginning to run out. Yawgmoth was becoming drained, and the male began to panic. He had not yet reached the event horizon; if he failed to reach that point, that would be the end of it. He was in a place without even reality holding it together, the creators of the order having left some millennia ago.

And then, one of the staves on his back began to glow. And without warning, the male felt his scarred and bloody mind beginning to grow calm, a strange whiteness overtaking his white irises as it felt like flames were growing form his back side. His mouth began to open and he began to laugh; he could feel it. Something was taking the potential madness from around him, and turning it into pure energy. This energy supplicated his own, and he continued travelling forwards, meditating on the abilities that he was manipulating, as he continued going forwards mercilessly….

And he saw the three figures appear once again. Danava, then Touketsu, experienced the power of omnipotence, his consciousness shattering; The Truth, creating everything as far as could be observed. And finally the Soul King, reordering everything. He felt strange upon witnessing the Soul King; it was as if he knew that being, and at the same time did not. 

So great was the amount of madness within his mind that was turned into raw energy that he reemerged several hundreds of thousands of years into the creation of the world. When he emerged from the calamity point, there was no one waiting for him. There was no one there; the male was alone. Truly alone. 

~ Angelic Overseer ~

As a young demon ,he began to develop under the primal demonic system he came across. While he was toiling for thousands of years, building up his power and creating a bunch of contacts along the way. Over time, his biggest accomplishment in this primal era was gaining entrance into Hell as a Raksha'sa-like being. Being given an extremely lesser layer, he began to form political contracts with those even far above him. His demonic powers were at their peak during this time, due to the training from Danava.

However, there was something different in this time period. Ever since he had arrived in this timeline, he could not speak to Kenzan. Each of the staves he had been given he discovered could channel his energy, and energy of different types for each of the staves. However, Kenzan would not answer him any longer; he could not even get the usual grunts or groans that were customary of how that eponymous being communicated. All he could get to come out was the Stand, with its blue skin and flowing black hair. It was mostly this Stand which protected him in the early days, beating back any opposition with a massive amount of pure force, with great rapidity.

Being that he was essentially a scout for the layers, his realm manipulation was always poor. Instead, he went and interviewed persons who could possibly become Raksha'sa. The usage of his Death's energy became apparent during this time, and he began developing his crazed view of Danava and Khala being a kind of religion, constantly stating that Khala would someday come onto the earth. Such 'faith' created his special relationship with his Death's Energy, allowing for him to experiment with its use, allowing him to perform necromancy even early in his life.

It was during this period of relative youth that he met the person who would allow for him to understand his true nature as a Danava; this was Sasha, the Raksha'sa of Lust. She was able to discern past his many layers of façades at the extraordinarily sexual being underneath, the one he had never been able to discover himself. As a result, she made a contract with him; to discover why he held this possible weakness… and in exchange, he would aid Sasha in going as high up in Hell's Layers as possible.

Sunshine, after a period of consideration, accepted this proposal. Upon the completion of this contract, Sunshine realized that he was the Danava of Copulation, Sasha gained many ranks increased within Hell's Layers, and Nyahmyuraah released what might be equated to thousands of years of sexual frustration. To this day, the Hell Layer of Sixty-Nine is inhabited by Sunshine… because no one else could survive in the mess left behind.

In any case, he continued to exist from there. Throughout his research, he discovered a variety of applications for his Danava, and with its assistance began to finally espouse the religion that he had held deep within him. He spoke of a savior of the Demon race and those in Hell who would someday arrive, and gradually began to expose others to this belief, compleating them into his service, learning more and more about himself…

That is, until he met a certain individual.

This male held a hood like a snake's eyes, and his eyes were naught but yellow slits. Sunshine had felt compelled to go venture towards the outskirts of Demon World, where he found this male and the strangest sight he had ever experienced. His followers were being crucified, one after the other, on terrific crosses made out of pure magma, encased with air pressure.

Standing in front of them was that male, his eyes still staring straight at Sunshine as he did so, tilting his head as if curiously. They exchanged words briefly, and Sunshine realized that he could not influence this male. In response, the male looked back at him…

And so he attacked, violently. He had never experienced rage before, but there it was. There was a male who was so filled with despair that there was absolutely no hope left; he was like a void to Sunshine, who sought to confuse this male's hope. However, there was nothing there, and with a terrific cry he rapidly accelerated the facets of his power that were available, rapidly trying to crush the male…

And was left with that red cloak slamming straight into his face… along with a strange cube. Without any warning, the cube exploded outwards, rapidly expanding as something within it triggered, and Sunshine was unable to feel any part of his body any longer. It was as if he no longer existed in body; and he stood there, his very facets nothing more than dust…

The male who had triggered the terrific act of eradication went to examine the results. However, what should have been left as nothing but dust… was a strange, goopy gray substance. With a look of confusion, he rapidly retreated backwards, staring straight at the glob as it slowly began to come back together, reforming and leaving the individual male standing there, looking at Dr. Hebi with a peculiar look on his face…

And then he felt the will to kill. It strangled him as Sunshine began to approach, his body stunned. Sunshine's intent to eliminate brought forth blades from every part of his body, before rapidly his right leg shot out ,extending as it shot behind the male's head as it literally stretched outwards. Finally, a pole slammed between the two, holding the male's head in a guillotine as Sunshine stared him down…

And he saw it begin flying directly towards him. He was locked in place, and he grit his teeth before his right hand plunged into his side, drawing blood as he gasped, his body splitting into two separate parts. He pushed the new separate part which contained the snake sticking out of his stomach away… and the one being pushed out witnessed as his other half had its head removed, falling off to the floor.

He lay there for a moment, gritting his teeth as Sunshine approached. Sunshine stared down at his prey, briefly tilting his head… before the male vanished into thin air.

Sunshine thought this a strange encounter, to be certain, but wasted no time in receiving assistance to take down his old colleagues. They were properly buried, and he performed the rites of burial himself. In each of their coffins he laid down his wishes, as well as a curse on the man and anyone who helped him. The only problem was that the curses could not take effect; after all, he did not know the male's name.

Time would pass…

~ Luminarch Ascension ~

Time began to pass, until the day that Sunshine could feel it in the air. He could feel that she - his Goddess - would come soon. Rapidly, his cult began to grow far larger than it ever had before. The Asthavon family name he had taken for so long had begun to take prevalence within Demon World, and even though he would not specify whom he was spawned from to earn that name, he apparently maintained the blood required to maintain it.

When Khala was brought into this world, he began to spread the cult rapidly. It was easier than ever to accept that she was the true goddess given her origins, and finally he felt that his role in this world was coming towards completion. 

However, something strange then occurred. Someone got in his way. Someone who was jealous that he was taking all of what 'it' considered 'it's' property. This person's name was Asmodeus… The Danava of Lust.

However, the Evil Angel would not simply allow for Asmodeus to gain more pawns. After all, Asmo viewed itself as the perfect being ,and had no need for such a thing as religion or to look up to Khala. Therefore, Sunshine found her presence insufferable, and unable to tolerate it, he began to hunt her down.

So it was that he began to steal her sexual energy. Grasping onto her and refusing to release her body, he devoured who she was into himself. Finally, he began to nip at her soul, once she had been sucked dry and doomed to despair. The soul came out, and it seemed to flow into him, as if meeting into a slot in his body that had been left open. As a result, he felt… strange, but felt a purpose, and existence, that he never held before. For the first time, what he was doing satisfied him.

Finally, he took his position as Head Priest to Khala, and swore his loyalty to her. He thought the matter with her to be settled, totally, and forever; but it would prove that there was someone who would not simply allow for that being to be erased from existence, taken into Sunshine's soul.

So it was that the male known as Doctor Kabuto Hebi confronted this being once more. Sunshine was significantly more prepared than he had been the last time; having reached what he could… remember as being the pinnacle of his power, he maintained the power of summoning his Stand, using Mind Sculpting, activating the abilities of the Sin of Despair, his prowess as the Danava of Copulation, and even held access to his Bankai once more. He felt that there was nothing which could stop him, and truly felt that he was at the height of his power…

But this male would prove to be the most difficult challenge that Sunshine would face. From the very beginning, it became clear that the two men were not the same…

~ Immortal Angel ~
Without stopping, the two delved into combat, Sunshine for the pride of those who had been slain by this male and the Doctor for the ally he had lost once more, as well as the intolerance towards the strange religion that this male espoused.

So it was that they would become embattled. Sunshine began his attacks furiously, allowing the pure power within him to erupt from deep inside. However, the Doctor was prepared for this, and in a flash of color a terrific scythe slashed straight through Sunshine's energy…

And the blade cleaved through Sunshine's body. However, even as it struck him, a strange feeling coursed through his body. Rapidly throwing himself back, ti just barely cut past the garment he was wearing ,and even so… it totally destroyed his inner organs, leaving him coughing up blood.

He was beyond confused on why he could be pierced like this, and it became clear to him as the male in front of him began to attack, striking down Sunshine's familiars one after the other. With a tumultuous cry, he slowly began to shift, and without warning transformed into his Death's Energy's Berserker State.

To which the Doctor responded with his own form of instability; but the difference between their strengths would be palpable. With the rapid spread of his influence, the male's strange scythe moved just as quickly, erasing it as it appeared over and over again. Sunshine was left totally shocked by this; but even more so by the fact that he could not seem to get his hands on the male to execute him.

He was moving far faster than Sunshine, and it appeared he had even lost his fear. There was no longer any emotion covering the male, and for the very first time in his life… Sunshine felt fear. He truly did, even as he executed an attack which would level the scenery around their bodies for miles…

To which the male replied with a cringing body with a bolt straight through its skull, made out of pure energy, resisting the damage as it clutched its head as if concerned. And instead… the male was there.. In front of Sunshine… and as his scythe came down towards the male's head…

His body scattered. He could not allow for himself to be finished off like this, so his body cut off his head, severing it from his body before ducking around, his body vanishing as he turned about…

However, the male gave chase, and with each step that Sunshine took he was right there behind him. His head reformed, and he finally pulled his own scythe from out of his spine, reinforcing it with the power of Despair as he swung around, the two scythes meeting one another over the plains that his attack had created. However, the Doctor's relentless assault, along with the face of pure madness that he gave Sunshine, made the male finally let out a whimper in fear, praying as hard as he could to Khala, to life… to Death.

And then, a terrific wash of pure energy slammed into the male, throwing him far off of Sunshine as he went flying away. Rapidly and furiously cutting at the energy fast enough to turn an entire scyscraper into swiss cheese, the energy was merely displaced, and finally he came to a stop…

But Sunshine was long gone…

As he regained consciousness, on a soft bed, he realized where he was.. In Sasha's layer once again. Gripping his head, he looked at his materials and realized; he had lost one of the staves. He didn't think it that important; he no longer used them, but still, it was odd that one had gone missing. Could he have taken one with him and simply forgotten…? Ah, it mattered not. He was simply satisfied that he would still be able to exist in this time…

~ Twilight Angel ~

Finally, the time had come; the time when Sunshine's father had returned to the Soul Society. It was at this point that Sunshine began to grow truly serious, beginning to conduct rites to join the cult daily. The level of his 'process' grew to the point where if he did not perform it at least once a day, he felt as if he were beginning to die.

And then, it happened. Khala reappeared in the Soul Society, and the rest of Demon World began to attack. Sunshine, on the other hand, began to bide his time, selecting those who would enter into the territories ravaged by demons ,and begin to act on the pledge he had sworn far in the future to be completed in the present…

And now, Khala was home… And his father… Was… Here… 

Until he at last was not. Khala killed his father, resulting in the being known as Nevermore being born. While Sunshine had been able to see the course of events leading up to this climax, he did not believe that there was anything he could do to prevent it. So it was that he entered into a strange kind of flux. Technically, he was now impossible. He could not exist within this timeline, and could never properly exist within it, due to Iriko Crow, his father, being dead.

So how could he continue existing? The answer was bitter. During the meeting with Deveta during the Black World Event, Sunshine was given more power. This power is now what maintains him, and if Deveta wishes him removed from this existence, he would be wiped away without any remaining tethers determining his origin, his 'causality'.