Kings Advent. [Gotei/Shinigami Open]

Sun Dec 10, 2017 4:39 pm

Ah, a kingdom of ash is not a kingdom at all is it? Full of cowards, cowards that forsook their lands. That gave it outsiders. That let defeat color their actions until they became ants, crawling upon the sands. Those sands, which remained unchanging, brutal and unyielding; under the resplendent aura of the moon. A throne forsaken, a castle of glass which could not stand upon its own. The silouette of a mountainous man stood backlit by that moonlight. The crown upon his head worn and chipped by countless eons. A golden eye that could pierce the darkness gleamed, staring out upon those sands, the axe that rested upon the ground; displacing the sand moving only just enough.

”Bah, this castle of glass, cowardice! It’s time. “

Words spoken to no one at all. Blasting vehemently across the landscape! Oh the fury, the . . .contempt. It saturated every word, it graced every single pause, every single crisp clear sound. They, did this. He thought, his bushy brow furrowing, aged lines chiseled into his face as he frowned. Then with a heft of his mighty axe, the ground was blasted apart in a scar, great tsunami’s of sand disrupting the desolation. It’s might cleaved open a mighty black crack in the sky, ripping open space. Tearing it to shreds.

The echo of his footsteps seemed almost, inadequate after the splendor he had just unveiled. However, as this aged man walked towards the yawning abyss he had just torn open in the fabric of reality, those steps barely disturbed the sand. He took his time until eventually he passed through the distance and stepped forth into the darkness, his body fading as he entered the long desolate tunnel between dimensions from his utilization of the garganta. His steps, so unhurried spoke of his arrogance. He acted as if he had all the time in the world, that mighty axe of his swung to rest upon his shoulder. His voice came out low and gravelly as is grated upon the lonesome environment around him.

”..Cowards, unsuited retches that crawl like ants upon the ground, lament. “

[location, somewhere in the outskirts of the soul society.]

In this small town, the serenity. The monotone drum of life that would settle upon you like a fog continued to go on. People scurrying about their business, each with their own life. Their own story to tell, with all the good, and the bad. The flaws and imperfections, this normacy would come to an end as soon the sky seemed to distort. The grating sound of the fabric of dimensions cracking apart bit by bit loud enough to cover this town. It would jar the people from their fights, their jobs and dwellings. One by one they stared at the sky. The yawning darkness that had appeared with it’s jagged edges far, far above their space. The alarm was sounded, as an anomaly of unimaginable power was detected.

”Hmph.”

A snort blasted like thunder , echoing from the dark rift. The sound of footsteps amplified as spiritual pressure of which’s likes was rarely felt seeped out of the darkness and caused distortion of space. The massive influx of power easily could drive someone to their knees. Soon people began to faint, or they were flattened to the ground by the spiritual pressure. Cracks could be seen in buildings that could not take the stress that was bearing down upon them. Glass cracked and shattered, and everything soon fell to ruin within a two mile radius of where the anomaly was first detected.

The looming jagged scar in the sky loomed over everything, as soon a footstep could be seen extending from it’s gargantuan size. A figure of an old man standing upon its edge. His appearance still obscured by the darkness that permeated the garganta. The only visible thing other than his silhouette would be a golden eye that pierced through the darkness. All that could be discerned right now was this mans strength, unfathomable and otherworldly. Just who was he? Why was he here? These questions echoed in the minds of many, beyond the pure terror they felt. The man looking down upon them, like they were ants that he could smash in an instant had yet to leave the garganta. All that was left for the people of this town was to prey, prey someone could get there in time! Or perish.

Mon Dec 11, 2017 6:24 am

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Shunsui

Artist: Bleach OST - Song: Mysterious - Word Count: 633

Only a few seconds after the garganta opened Shunsui began his journey to its epicenter. The spiritual energy given off by it pulsated throughout the surrounding rukongai districts and into the Seireitei, and although he couldn't pick up any identifying reiatsu signatures it was obvious that someone powerful had stepped on to the scene. He'd grown accustomed to responding to threats to soul society by now, especially with the frequency at which they were appearing, so he wasted no time in reacting. He stood from his desk, gathered his zanpakuto and hat up, and set out immediately. As he did so he thought to himself. It seemed that just about anyone had the ability to stroll right into soul society whenever they wanted, and that was something he'd been worrying about for a long time now. Every few weeks someone else was standing in a different rukongai district, but they all came the same way, and they all wanted the same basic things. It was getting old. There was a time when none would have dared, and if he had anything to say about it that era would dawn again, and soon.

He'd already covered a considerable distance when the sounds of the alarm, high pitched and wailing, finally reached his ears.

"Hmphh. Good thing I don't rely on that anymore."

As Shunsui ran he utilized the new shunpo he'd been working on for the past few weeks. It showed a measurable improvement over his previous technique, and so with this, and the fact that he was constantly on high alert these days, he made his way to the outskirts of the scene in record time. Southern Rukongai, 38th district. That was where he came to a halt, the garganta spiraling overhead. The sky was nearly black and only faint variations could be seen. The garganta sprawled out from its center for what seemed like miles, and looking up at the sky Shunsui could see nothing of the undisturbed blue he'd been gazing at just hours before, when he'd been preparing himself to head in to his office. He still wasn't directly underneath the center of the garganta, but he could see if from where he was standing. Destruction was strewn around him, people had clearly been lost in this explosive outburst. The buildings around him were battered and beaten, almost all of them lay on their sides, unable to stand upright any longer. Their windows had all been shattered, long jagged pieces of glass littered the ground he stood on. After a moments pause he began walking, and soon made his way through the rubble and to the absolute center of the garganta. To the source of the disturbance.

Looking up Shunsui began to stare into the garganta. He was still unable to sense any kind of identifying reiatsu, most likely because whoever it was paying them a visit was wise enough to cloak themselves in the garganta long enough to spy on the response. A smart idea, but following one as foolish as invading in the first place its brilliance waned. He could make out little at first, although he squinted and stared, trying his best to discern anything from the void before him. The center of the garganta was almost pitch black, and though it lightened as it moved away from the center the effect was not very drastic, to say the least. As he gazed deeper and deeper into the nothingness that was the garganta though, he discovered that the abyss was indeed gazing back into him. A golden eye peered down at him from the center of the portal, not yet having left its protective embrace. He stared into the eye for a few moments, not displaying any reaction. Then he spoke.

"I spy with my little eye..."

Tue Dec 12, 2017 9:22 pm

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Abalia

Artist: - Song: - Word Count: N/A

Oh dear, this would certainly not do, not at all. As the alarms sounded, their droning wail piercing Abalia's ears quite handily, she found herself filled with a faint sense of panic. Thinking to herself as she hurriedly readied to leave, she considered that this was likely something more serious than her typical arrests, and quite literally as soon as she was able to, the shinigami officer of the law bolted from her home toward the rather apparent source of the danger. She knew, of course, that she would be woefully outclassed by whatever it was she encountered there, but such a thought did not deter her in the slightest. She could feel a faint weakness seeping into her with every step, worsened by the fact that she was running at a near sprint and still tying her hair up as she went, but that was simply inconsequential to her. This was what duty was, and Abalia believed firmly in that.

It was a rather long run for her, of course, but Abalia would have enough time for exhaustion later, when this whole affair was handled. Though arriving on the scene much later than her Captain had, Abalia nevertheless made her way directly toward him as soon as she arrived, bowing immediately upon approach. "Apologies for my lateness, sir. Abalia Sesshouin, ready for duty." It was only after she straightened out, however, that she noticed Kyoraku's attentions were focused elsewhere.

"A-ah, my apologies, sir." Following his gaze upward toward the garganta, Abalia did her best to spot whatever it was that had caught his attention. Her eyes scanned the portal quite carefully, left to right and back again, until...Ah! Was that it? A single eye, looking down upon them, one which Abalia felt seemed poised to gaze into her soul itself. She felt ever more strength seem to just slip away, and it took a great deal not to simply fall down from the profound amount of fear she felt. Still, this was her duty, her purpose. She would put a stop to this, no matter what.

Thu Dec 14, 2017 12:39 pm

”..Hah.”

The gravely bite of the man within the gargantuas laugh boomed across the expanse at shinsui’s comment. The golden eye staring upon the brown haired shinigami. Then this golden eye shifted to stare down at the weakling at his side. As his one golden eye leveled its gaze upon abalia, she’d find the weight of eternity looming over her. The mere pressure of that gaze, the contempt it held for her, the disdain it held for her measly and unworthy presence would be bone-chilling. There was no direct hatred, nor direct malice in that gaze. However, there was such dismissal within it, as if in the eyes of this being she was but a insignificant insect; not even fit to be the vermin that scurried beneath his feet.

Soon, the spiritual pressure that had leaked from this man like a damn had risen once more, it’s power causing rubble to be ground to dust, and directly beneath the garganta the ground sunk down at a bare minimum for a hundred feet. Compacting to form a shallow crater whilst the man, no the king who peered at them from the abyss took a step forth, one foot appearing from the blackened veil that had obscured and separated them. Soon that foot gave way to a leg, and then a burly arm. Eventually an aged face that looked like it had withstood the onslaught of eternity appeared from the gloom, his one good eye still leveled upon the captain and squad member duo that stood before him.

Barragan did not waste words, he felt that they were not needed here. He remembered shunsui as clear as day from the last time he had squared off against the shinigami captains of the gotei 13. Instead barragan raised a hand and from it, space distorted and a blackened husk of energy began to gather. Gaining power, growing in mass until it became something truly frightening. Who was this man? The former segunda espada, and undisputed God-King of Hueco Mundo, Baraggan Louisenbairn. Thats who he was. In Front of him the beginnings of the cero oscuras began to take shape. A techinque whose devastating power had already been highlighted innumerable times by lesser espada.

Thus how powerful would his be? The former segunda espada! The God-King Of Hueco Mundo whom had been presumed dead! It’s might caused the very air to distort before in a beam of the darkest night, it expanded from barragans palm. Growing in power and in speed until it broke the sound barrier. Akin to a tsunami of darkness it lay waste to the general direction of the Captain. All in its wake wasn’t merely destroyed, nay it was vaporized from the sheer might of the attack that this old man had just levied out for the duo who had come across him.

However, as terrifying as this attack might be, capable of causing damage upwards of ten city blocks without factoring in aftershocks or airwaves; barragan was by no means disillusioned to the situation at hand. Over 400 years ago, Shunsui was a monster that had been capable of beating starrk. How much stronger this pup had gotten in that time, baraggan did not know, however even with his disdain and contempt that he held for them, he did not underestimate them.

Thus, even as he stood there calmly, as if he had already defeated them with such a paltry amount of effort, in actuality barragan was on high alert. His pesquia and keen senses already ranging out around him ready to intercept on a moment's notice assailants or projectiles. He did not live to his ancient age through stupidity, and in the beginning of this encounter he would not begin to let stupidity rule him.

Thu Dec 14, 2017 6:38 pm

Shunsui

Artist: Bleach OST - Song: Mysterious - Word Count: 780

Shunsui noticed that a member of his squad had arrived on the scene, but his attention was focused fully on the garganta at the moment. It seemed that the shadowy figure had decided to reveal himself at last, and he couldn't afford to miss anything. The full reveal was unnecessary though. Almost as soon as Barragan began stepping out of the garganta Shunsui recognized the danger they were in. This had been one of the more difficult to deal with arrancar, and now he was stepping into soul society. At the same time Shunsui noticed Barragan's spiritual pressure beginning to press down around him. That was hardly something for him to worry about personally, but he wasn't so sure how Abalia would handle it. Moving to counteract the immense pressure pounding down on them, Shunsui formed his own reiryoku into something of a makeshift barrier, and took precautions to make sure he himself didn't crush the girl.

Satisfied with his defenses for the moment, Shunsui continued to look up towards Barragan. He found himself unsatisfied with his defenses much sooner than he would have hoped though, as in the next moment the vizard began to charge his cero. A cero oscuras, no less. That was nothing he wanted to be in the path of, but he doubted whether or not his subordinate would be able to escape the path of the cero in time.

The cero was becoming more and more imposing as time wore on, and it rapidly amassed itself into something with extraordinary destructive power. With little time left for decisions Shunsui took matters into his own hands.

"Hang on tight."

Shunsui quickly gave the girl a small wink before he scooped her up and over his shoulder, holding on to her by the waist. He pushed off of the ground with nearly all of his might, and catapulted them off towards the right. As he did so he watched the cero traveling towards them at super-sonic speeds, getting closer by the instant. There had been little doubt in Shunsui's mind previously as to whether they would escape the path of the cero in time or not, but now that it was traveling he wasn't so sure. It seemed to be moving much faster than the cero he'd seen Barragan firing off four hundred years ago.

Only moments after the two of them exited the path of destruction the cero unleashed its destructive power. Shunsui was relieved, as he'd been worried that even if he escaped the actual blast the girl would still be injured by the resulting shock-wave, but he'd managed to get them completely out of harms way, and when the shock-wave passed over them it felt like nothing more than a violent breeze. Shunsui placed the girl back on her feet, and then faced Barragan once more, waiting to see what his next move would be. He had thought about going on the offensive, but he couldn't risk it at the moment. Not with the girl here. If it came down to it he could take her out of the fight completely, but she'd come of her own volition, so he wouldn't resort to such extreme measures just yet. At least not unless her life was seriously threatened. As that thought occurred to him though, he realized that he'd better explain Barragan's powers to her so she wouldn't be caught off guard. Speaking as quickly and as curtly as he could, Shunsui passed on all of the relevant information.

"Be careful around this guy kid. His power is age. If he touches you you'll turn to dust, so keep your distance."

Accepting that he couldn't leave Abalia's side, Shunsui decided the best course of action would be to attack from afar. It wasn't his preferred method of combat, but he was still fairly skilled in kido. Taking a deep breath he looked up at the king of the hollow realm and began to speak an incantation.

"Seeping crest of corruption. Arrogant vessel of lunacy. Deny the seething urge! Grow numb and flicker! Disrupt the sleep! Crawling Queen of Iron. Self-destructive doll of mud. Unite! Repulse! Become filled with dread, and know your own worthlessness."

"Hadō 90, Kurohitsugi!"

As he performed the incantation his reiryoku began to leave his body and rapidly form itself into the walls of a coffin. Each wall formed about a foot and a half away from Barragan's body, but the gravity that they generated was centered directly on his location. When the walls had fully formed they would close in on Barragan with unimaginable speed, releasing their currently concealed lethal spikes in the process. What would the reaction be, he wondered.

Sat Dec 16, 2017 5:36 pm

Abalia

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As Abalia watched this invader from above step through the garganta, she felt ever more fear and weakness flooding her body. She knew with every fiber of her being that this...man? No, something far more powerful than any mere man. Regardless, she knew that he was well beyond the scope of her capabilities, but that did not dissuade her. Of course, this changed ever so slightly as she noted the cero cleaving a path through the area as if it were nothing at all, and she found herself frozen in both fear and shock at this. It was convenient, then, if not also a bit discomforting, that she found herself picked up by her Captain and carried off from the path of destruction as if she were simply a sack of potatoes. And had that been a wink? Such a thing managed to strike her as inappropriate even with the current circumstances, but it was a fleeting thought that was quickly replaced with both dread at the scale of the cero, and with a deep-seated concern for those who might have been caught in the blast or the resulting shockwave.

Once she had been set down, Abalia quickly patted down her outfit, straightening out any wrinkles that might have been caused by the relatively roughshod manner of transport. Frankly, it was entirely unnecessary, both because there were no notable wrinkles in her outfit and because it was quite likely that she would be involved in far more activity that would only serve to undo her work, but straightening out her attire was always a good way of filling space mentally, so to speak. It gave her a moment to clear her head and think, and additionally managed to keep her appearance professional and in check. Now then, to business... It was, of course, out of the question for her to make any attempt to engage this figure head-on. Much as she would have liked to simply tackle him to the ground and make an arrest, or talk him out of this, Abalia knew that such an approach was out of the question. She had no other choice but to leave the direct confrontation to her Captain, and yet...

Finishing the tidying up of her outfit, the young officer looked to her Captain with a renewed fire in her eyes. If she could not directly attack this felon, then she would simply do her best to assist Shunsui in doing so. Abalia was hardly stupid, after all, nor was she some sort of idealist. She knew all too well that there was little she could contribute, but that hardly meant she would not try.

"Captain Kyoraku, what would you have me-"

She cut herself off, however, as she watched him begin the chant for a kido. Abalia knew little of kido, or more accurately nothing beyond the absolute basics, and so she simply stayed silent as her captain performed this ritual. Though she understood the concept behind this perfectly well, this young, undertrained, and barely developed shinigami simply could not grasp the actual power behind this sort of technique, and it felt as though her heart skipped a beat when the kido itself was completed. This level of power, expressed in a single form, was beyond her comprehension, and she took a moment to regain her bearings as the spell began to take shape. Shaking her head, and running a hand through her hair absently, as if to remind herself of her own physical shape, Abalia regained most of her composure and returned her full attention to her captain, though with less determination than she had had before.

"Sir, how would you have me assist you? I cannot provide much, but I will do as you order to the best of my ability."

Tue Jan 09, 2018 10:41 pm

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Barragan was not the most mobile opponent, for he did not move. Not when shunsui grasped abalia and fled from the path of carnage hewn by the mighty beam he had fired from his palm. He had not chased them when he told abalia of his powers. Why should he? Only those he found worthy of interest, that is those that made his time meaningful were those that he deigned to bother with. Afterall, eon after eon had left him bored, disappointed even. This strength he had made everything meaningless, only ants existed to be crushed under foot. Vermin, insects and rodents populated the majority of the dimensions, and cowards populated hueco mundo.

Yes, that's right. The former god-king of hueco mundo did not view his fellow hollow as insects, rather he viewed them as something worse. The savage hollow race had bowed under alien rule, it was something that caused more than a bitter taste to enter his mouth, it incited the tongs of white-hot rage that burned within him. Lost within the revere, his displeasure was absolutely clear as it enacted with the world around him, destroying the very fabric of space to leave motes of distortion within the air. However eventually Barragan Louisenbairn was brought back to the present as energy permeated the air and the chant of kido became audible.

That gleaming yellow eye cut through the air like a knife with a keen gleam within its confines, staring at shunsui who stood a fair distance away. Even as he chanted and the walls of the famous kurohistugi formed. Barragan hadn’t moved, continuing to watch shunsui. The only problem was, what seemed like normal time to shunsui was greatly slown down to barragan. As the kurohistugi formed brick by brick, an object even as the weight of gravity bore down upon his mighty frame was lifted into the air. Barragan’s mighty axe glinted menacingly even in the pitch-black space, that one red eye in the center of the axe glowing as the former God King of hueco mundo glanced forward.

His other hand reached forth ,even as the mighty onslaught of gravity caused his hierro to creak and small red spots formed along his skin. The tips of his fingers came into contact with the inky black surface of the wall, after which barragan's age acceleration was applied, causing the structural integrity of the kurohitsugi to be weakened substantially. Only then with the veins bulging in barragans other arm did the mighty axe come down, cleaving through the wall of the famous black coffin, the subsequent force of barragans axe being thus that it not only broke through kurohitsugi, but it would also shatter the landscape surrounding the below. Gale-force winds mowing down anything that wasn’t cemented or bolted down within the vicinity.

Now, Barragan's axe leveled itself to point at shunsui and his weak little straggler. His one good eye peering at the duo his bushy white mustache shifting as his perfect incisors could be seen, a smile full of teeth adorning the wisened barbarians features as his deep baritone voice rumbled from his mouth, each word carrying with it the aura of dominance that naturally was instilled within this man. It demanded all prostrate before it.

”Kido? You dare use kido against me?!”

If they thought he was the same man as he was 400 years ago, they would be sorely mistaken. Soon a dark red hue began to drift from barragan's body. It started as a soft veil that covered his body, but soon it would obscure the man named barragan.

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” all is meaningless under the onslaught of time.”

His words echoed as he slowly let his wrist rotate to point towards the ground. His expression ominous as he glanced at the man named shunsui, then allowed his gaze to slowly shift towards abalia as his words echoed slowly. As if he was making a proposition to these insignificant beings before him.

” Shall i enlighten you, and let you despair?”

As the god king of hueco mundo spoke, his spiritual energy which before now had only been saturating the air began to rumble around him with it’s dark red majesty. It would grow, causing the space below the former segunda espada to crack, to crumble and be blown away under its unstoppable tide. It would blast out from around his form as he stood there, a beacon of things to come for the shinigami. A beacon to come for the demons that had blasphemed his lands, and taken over the throne he had left unoccupied. 400 years of simmering rage, disgust and anger boiled over to the surface as his words blasted the space with the ferocity of an atomic bomb.

” SHALL I SHOW YOU YOUR PLACE? “

With this word, everything within two miles of barragan would be simply erased by the shockwave alone. His raw might emanating from him as his power continued to rise. It wasn’t perhaps shunsui that had provoked him, nor was it abalia. Barragan’s very being was one of arrogance, of the belief that his power was beyond everything around him, incalculably devastating. His pride had first been affronted by aizen many hundreds of years ago. Then it had been further besmirched as he was gravely injured by the very insignificant insects that he had wished to fight. Finally after recovering he didn’t even get the pleasure of crushing aizen underfoot, and hueco mundo was under the control of vermin. Shunsui’s use of kido, was an affront to the very powers that barragan possessed, and thus was only the final straw that broke the dam of rage that lay hidden within barragan.

Soon, the dark red aura that roared around him seemed to begin to darken, further and further until it was the color of midnight. The axe slowly would expand until the darkness seemed to envelope the segunda espada as he spoke, his voice oddly at this moment would become devoid of rage, disembodied as it echoed across the field of battle.

”Rot. Arrogante.”

Wed Jan 10, 2018 12:56 am

Shunsui

Artist: Bleach OST - Song: Mysterious - Word Count: 628

As he finished his incantation Shunsui looked over towards Abalia. He knew many Shinigami who were stronger than she was who would have fled from the scene unfolding before them. That she didn't was truly admirable, but it did complicate things. Still, he wouldn't send her away unless it became a necessity.

"Stay behind me. Use anything you can from range."

Shunsui paused for a moment. Was he being irresponsible for not immediately sending the girl away? He soon reached a conclusion: yes. He was being irresponsible, but he felt that he could protect her, and he didn't want to show such lack of faith in someone serving under him. He could also sense that this meant a great deal to the girl. So he simply said this.

"Don't let him touch you. That's a direct order from your captain."

Aiming his attention back to the fight at hand, Shunsui studied Barragan as his Kurohitsugi began to take shape. The arrancar seemed to be doing nothing to evade it, all of the information Shunsui needed to determine that he was unconcerned. Before the coffin even had time to fully form Barragan had already begun weakening its structure. Then, with one strong swing of his axe he shattered the black walls that had been closing in so promisingly. Well, Shunsui hadn't expected it to be easy.

As Barragan began to speak Shunsui felt that massive destruction was on its way. The feeling in the air began to change, and Barragan began concentrating his energy much more densely. He could tell that Abalia wouldn't be able to handle whatever was about to be headed their way. With that in mind he quickly drew his zanpakuto and released to Shikai, one of the very rare instances when he didn't call out the release phrase. His zanpakuto spirits were fickle, but in this case they acquiesced. He ignored the arrogance that Barragan spewed, focused only on his next move.

The destructive blast was headed straight for them by now, and Shunsui wasted no time before reacting.

"Kageoni"

With that both he and Abalia dropped into the shadows directly under them, dodging the blow completely. At the same time he picked the girl up once more, as he was certain she wouldn't be able to navigate this distorted and mangled landscape on her own. Utilizing the advancements he'd made to shunpo (which he was still working on) Shunsui raced towards Barragan's shadow at a tremendous speed. As he drew nearer he slowed somewhat, and began to instruct Abalia as to what their plan of attack was.

"My shadow is now vulnerable, but his is as well. When we resurface use everything you can on it."

As they both rose from the shadows once more Shunsui saw that he was standing directly in the center of Barragan's shadow. Precisely where he'd been meaning to end up. Hurriedly placing Abalia back on her feet he now drew his wakizashi as well, and stabbed both of his swords into the elongated shadow the arrancar cast from on high. As he did so he pulled them downwards viciously. If everything went as he expected Barragan should at least have two large vertical wounds from his collarbone all the way down to his waist. Looking up though he noticed that while they had been traveling through the shadows the arrancar had entered his release, and black energy now swirled around his body. No matter, this ability wasn't linked directly to any body part, nor did it matter if the area of the shadow he attacked was cast by something such as a robe. As long as Barragan cast a shadow Shunsui could injure him in some way. Straight to the soul, if that was what it would take.

Fri Jan 19, 2018 7:31 pm

Song: Evangelion X - By: Anonymuz - Word Count: N/A

For Abalia, every action that these two took was like a hammer to the spine. This was a level of strength she simply could not fathom, but she stood her ground nevertheless. As her Captain instructed her to attack with anything she had from range, there was a brief moment of shame as the girl acknowledged to herself that she had no such measures. Wiping that from her mind, however, Abalia nodded once in response to Shunsui, but found that quickly cut off as she witnessed the King of Hollows simply cleave through the Kurohitsugi.

There was, of course, a certain level of conscious fear at witnessing such an action. Abalia knew that there was likely more power within that single Kido than she had in her entire being, and that the destructive power of Baraggan's was more than enough to erase her in an instant. But far more jarring was the abstract, primal sense of dread that coursed through her veins like ice water and made her feel even more like the insect that this foe of theirs clearly believed her to be. She was beset on all sides by the crushing weight of his presence, and even of Captain Kyoraku's...

-But no. That was not the proper mindset for a protector of the weak, for an enforcer of the peace. Despite the shudder that she needed to suppress with each word Baraggan spoke, and the dread building up inside her as the feeling of impending doom grew ever stronger, Abalia would not allow herself to feel so much as one speck of fear in this instant. There was of course concern for her life, but that did not mean she needed to fear for her life. Even as the might of Baraggan's release swept away the world around them like so much sand in the wind, and Shunsui dropped them deep into his shadow, the fear which Abalia might have felt was replaced by something far more tranquil, far more serene, and above all, far more frightening.

If the King of Hollows wished to bring such behavior into the Soul Society, then Abalia would of course exact legal recourse as efficiently as possible. Thus, by the time they re-emerged, and Shunsui gave her the order to attack Baraggan's shadow, she had already drawn her zanpakuto. Glancing at Shunsui only for the briefest of moments, she gave him a nod of acknowledgment.

“Yes sir.”

With a cold precision, Abalia did indeed use everything she could on the shadow. It was not what most would call much at all, but it was a level of outright aggression that most would call flatly strange to see from her. It was silent, and her demeanor was flat and visibly unconcerned, but the strength she put behind her blade was substantially more than she had ever used. This arrogant intruder into the place she was sworn to keep orderly... She would show him his place in this society.

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Mon Jan 22, 2018 9:14 pm

An axe that was the color of midnight cleaved through the inky red-black energy that chaotically threatened to devour everything. However what could be seen from the darkness as it dissipated? What was present of this being, so titanic and monstrous that at one point he was revered as a god? Barragan was nowhere to be seen, his shadow had vanished from the field of battle for the time being. The abruptness of a rogue gust whipped the dust up on the broken and battered landscape, broken buildings shattering in every direction as then shunsui could probably hear it.

”So your power only amounts to this.”

His voice, it’s dominating prowess boomed as shunsui would most likely feel like the air itself became sluggish. While of course this was not enough to hinder him, nor bar him from escaping it would certainly be enough to cause a sticky situation for him due to his precious little protoge being behind him. However, why would the king of hollows care for such an insignificant speck of dust as abalia if not to use her as a lead weight to shackle and hinder the mobility of his opponent? In that split second that time was slowed down, barragan’s mighty axe arrogante came down with a devastating arc as if it was not affected by the concept of time at all. This blow would be devastating even if it missed, scouping out a massive portion of the earth and leaving a massive fissure beneath the surface of his axe-blade.

However that wouldn’t be all, as Barragans gravelly voice seemed to echo as he called out in a tone that was not empathetic for the weak, it merely showed his savagery as a massive cloud of darkness enveloped the realm around him.

”RESPIRA”

As barragan’s skeletal body straightened, the very earth was eaten away instantaneously surrounding barragan for a hundred meters, the mighty espada looking out across the landscape as his axe was hefted up once more, as he looked down at the two new cuts that had been dug from his bones. They weren’t very deep, however it was peculiar. Baraggan hadn’t remembered being hit by any of them, however why would that matter to him? A wound of this level was not enough to harm him, nor was it enough to stop the anger that simmered within him.

His anger was so great in fact that as the hollowed king brought his mighty axe forward he slammed it into the very fabric of reality, tearing a blackened hole from it in the form of a garganta. At first nothing would be seen from the darkness that laid beyond, one might even mistake this action as if barragan was leaving the scene of this battle. However, as barragan glanced forward with those empty eye sockets of his, the mans powerful voice ground out in anger towards the shinigami’s before him.

”I will make you writhe across the earth, insignificant vermin.”

Soon the cries of hollows would echo as from these portals and many more, hundreds of hollows descended into the town. These hollows would range from the weakest “hollow” class to gillian and maybe even an adjuchas or two, all of them having heeded the call of barragan as they then proceeded to lay waste to the parts of the city that hadn’t been destroyed previously, while barragan waited for the captain named kyoraku to come from where-ever he was hiding so that he could start smashing him to bits.

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