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The Madman of the Outlands

Oda Tatsuya
おだたつや

A Basic Look into Oda

Name:⫸ He was named Tatsuya among his clan for the Dragon he could be. The name in Kanji is written as several manifestations. His came from the understanding that he was the dragon that will be. Tatsuya's father saw a fire in his son's eyes and decided the boy would have a fitting name even among the Oda. This prediction did bring about change and hope for their clan who started so small. Tatsuya has gone above and beyond to live up to his name and doing so. A name is important for not all beings are blessed one with meaning or without, so those with should wear them proudly.

Age:⫸ Tatsuya is around fifteen hundred years old total. Not being one of the oldest members, but is well known for having seen a very different time period. Among the Oda Clan, the Dragon is known for having been present for many a outlands rumble.

Alias:⫸ Though commonly called the Mad Man of the Outlands. Some people know him within the Oda as the Dragon. It is why sometimes he is known as that more so than even a Madman.

Gender:⫸ Male

Species:⫸ Tatsuya is a pureblood Shinigami. He presides over a portion of the Oda Land as a ruler. Acting as the Madman of the Outlands only occasionally. His visage is a reflection of the torn state of the place beyond the Rukongai. A place more lawless then even the Zaraki District. This place doesn't have a tame side and is a badlands rumble every day and night. The strong survive here and the weak perish.

Appearance:⫸

The striking things about Tatsuya are many and do take time. The first would be the facial scars he has on his nose. These go to his face on to the left side giving him a pretty vivid looking scar. His next notable feature would be scars on his body if not for those amber eyes. His eyes are colored similar to that of Ember. The glow of them often attracts attention. Those who see them often claim to see many things. These eyes are dragons. An ambition burns beneath them to end this age of chaos within the Outlands. But that seem's like an unlikely goal in the long run. It can be stated with certainty that Oda has fought in many battles. The scars on his body are many and do tend to showcase the male's victories and losses. Not all generals walk away with a scratch, sometimes a martyr is needed for a revolution.

His hair is black and messy not kept neat like those pretty boys who tend to themselves. The coal-like hair indicates Japanese lineage in some places. But like that, it also can indicate people who look too much into things. Not bothering to take their time and just accept the simple facts. Tatsuya's physical form is perhaps beyond the peak physical condition. He seems capable of being a true monster when it comes down to it. His muscles and body are trained rigorously without throwing away the traditional training. Tatsuya was taught by the Oda and they are all amazing warriors in their own rights. He's spent his life developing and building a reputation as a military general. The clan functions much like old Japanese clans. The current head or leader of the Oda being his father. Put him next in line for that title of taking over their military. Tatsuya is gifted in multiple ways physically and mentally. His facial features despite his age are younger looking if not for the scars. They seem to add years to his eyes for those who can see.

This has been a benefit of a great nature for him. Allowing him to use his youthful appearance to his advantage at times. Some enemies will underestimate him given his appearance. While others upon seeing his eyes and the scars. Realize this isn't his first dance and they may, in fact, be in for a long night. Tatsuya likes the ladder of enemies when fighting them. Youthful looks aside, his bodies skin color seems to be Asian like one would expect. Taking after his father in that aspect in terms of his appearance. In truth, the only part of him that he got from his father was his eyes. Which some people claim to be rather frightening. Some have run from him just getting a look at him. This occurrence has happened a bit often. Making life a bit more trying and annoying for him in the long run. But outside of this, his physical appearance does tend to scare off girls and would be suitors. His mother often says it's because he wears such a scary expression on his face.

His attire depends entirely on where he's at and what's going on.Tatsuya has lived a life on the battlefields. So he has a special armor he wears most of the time of a Japanese model. It's comfortable but only suitable for those days where a man needs some armor. It covers most of his body and is a nice look for him. His Clan's emblem on his back, he wears this as he carries his Clan on his back everywhere he goes. It is the duty of a Dragon to carry those under him. His more casual wear is a yukata that is black with a clan emblem on it's back as well. He has a kiseru he likes to smoke when wearing his casual gear. If he is in the living world he has a tracksuit designed for such traveling trips. It contains two clan logo's on the shoulder and back. Though he wears this almost track outfit rarely it is helpful. It allows for comfortable combat almost to the degree of his armor. His attire is based firmly on situation and location. Much like his father before him, Tatsuya prefers the armor over the Yukata and traditional wear.

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Occupation/Affiliation:⫸ Tatsuya loyally has served his family since his days of being able to walk. Earning his reputation as a warrior without peer in his homelands. This has made him a vastly respected member of that community. He serves currently as the Shogun for his Clan the position right below that of Emperor. While this title holds little meaning and he is one of few to earn it. He wears the title with a relative sense of pride. He wasn't born into the role of some belief. Every step he's taking in Oda has been by clawing and reaching. Everyone within his family knows this fact. It has been established that Tatsuya is going to be next in line. Even other Shogun respect him for his strategic thinking and sheer will. He has been known to defy logic and stick his finger to the laws of nature. His eyes are those of someone who will challenge even heaven should it be needed.

His loyalty aside he believes in the Gotei's goal. And even respects some of their members. Though this doesn't mean he serves them or goes to their world often. He believes it best to stay uninvolved at present. The Oda Clan hasn't reached out to join them. So it's not his job to do so unless a friend asks. Tatsuya will fight when his father says it's time or if a friend requests him too. Outside of that, his duty is to maintain order within the Outlands. To keep the Lawless in check as something that scares them into submission. While it's not ideal, it is what must be done.

Though it can be said he admires the Vanguard for standing up to the bigger dogs. Tatsuya has no means of contacting or connecting with them in any way or form. This, of course, has to lead him to be a simple admirer of their work. And left him a fruitful if not interested look at the things they've done.

Current Residence:⫸ He resides within the darker corners and outlands of the Soul Society. Somewhere near the edge where a Clan that has fought long and hard maintains order. Against those who'd do harm to the people around them. He resides in the Kingdom that was built out here with no aid from the mainland. This vast world could go on for an eternity and people wouldn't find what they are looking for. Going beyond what you see is almost required to find Tatsuya's residence. To say it's far from the Rukongai along is an understatement. They've never lived there or under that administration and have been on the forgotten outskirts. This has led them to be very effective nomads in their early days. The Oda Clan's home hasn't seen a reason to relocate or move around much. While this is the primary home he can sleep almost anywhere comfortably. Tatsuya seems to for some reason to sleep in any situation. It has alarmed his family on several occasions. He is relaxed even in situations where he should be quite frankly terrified.

Frequent Locations:⫸ Tatsuya is a strange one who never stays somewhere long. He's always roaming and frequently sleeping beneath the stars. It does mark his family as a strange way to act. But he'd never been normal among them and some considered him mad. But once he did began to reveal who he was to them. Tatsuya was a very intricate and big thinker with ambitions. He wanted to see the world in a peaceful moment. Able to enjoy a drink and have fun with one another. It wasn't like he didn't understand people's fear or such things. But it did draw some rather tiresome problems. People only wanted a friendship with a man like him because of the skillset's he possessed. Not because he was a good man or because he had ambitions. They saw him as a meal ticket, so he roams around and occasionally does farm work and other things. Despite his Dog Soldier look, which he wears proudly. He believes too many people try to abandon who they are for power or ruling.

Mind of a Madman

A Dragon's Drive:⫸ Tatsuya has always held something that nobody has ever been able to take away. He is driven and highly motivated about his life and things around it. By taking things he sees and doing his best effort towards making a good and effective change in those places. He has managed to climb the ranks of the Oda Clan. But not by merely being a driven or headstrong man. He didn't close his ears or become so wound up he filled the place with morale. Tatsuya listened to those around him and wore the Oda Logo with pride. By letting his actions speak for him in some cases. But in others he wisely let words do their portion. Motivation to improve situations and help others aside. As a military man, he proved his determination and will to take punishment. When he was cut up and badly wounded instead of backing down. Despite losing, he continued repeating a single phrase. "Thank you, sir, can I have another." His enemy was lost and confused and somewhat frightened. No matter how much he was cut Tatsuya's willpower to remain standing to fight on. His motivation to win for those around him drove him. He earned the name the Dragon that day. But also the Mad Man at the same time. Given how he reacted to the situation presented to him. Despite this, he hasn't lost a step in his drive after this heroic feat. Tatsuya's motivation has always burned with a fire of a thousand sun. And the motivation for change among his people showed also.

He invented a training system and ways for their men to blow off steam. Making it so rape and such things had been abolished within the Oda. Changing the order's previous actions by dividing up their time spent. Creating a Soapland based system similar to bathhouses. This is where a woman will wash a man's back. They can choose to go further if desired. This did seem to lower the percentage of issues going around. He decided that further things were needed to make sure the men were satisfied off the battlefield. Haven proven his drive for improvement as a warrior, he began as a leader. Gambling houses for the men to spend a certain amount of money. Along with a specialized hub that would allow them to spend special currency. He helped the Oda clan craft and build a special system to make funds. This would allow them to give and produce things. It let the clan become self-efficient in the Outlands. Not needing to go to other places. Since they could pay their Samurai and warriors the needed funds.

But a commander at home is only as good as he is in the field. The next things that needed proof of it. Was his willingness to sit and sleep with his men. He didn't mind tell them that at the end of the day. He was a dog soldier then and one now. The only difference was he got a promotion and had more paperwork. Tatsuya has never once taken advantage or done something to belittle his men. Believing it best to be not just their friend but their leader. If one get's out of line they go outside and Tatsuya and they throw down. Not with weapons, but with fists. He believes a good fight can settle a man's blood. Competition is important so he holds some while his men are moving. Keeping them motivated as he participates in these events. Nothing brings him greater joy than helping them get better. Or it did at the time as a Daimyo, he saw this world and what needed to happen. Hungry he kept his eyes on their homeland and building up defenses within the Outlands of the Soul Society.

Upon becoming a Shogen for the Clan, he decided it was time to use his motivation a different way. Tatsuya studied each race and everything he could in terms of information. Every book or detail he could find despite being poor at reading. He began studying the news and learning what was going on. Because the Oda couldn't remain boxed away forever. They needed to grow and join the outside world someday. Preparation for friends or foes needed to be made. It wasn't a simple feat of just jumping into their society. The world was a big place and many cultures and practices existed. Tatsuya wasn't a genius or someone who could master millions of things. But he could do one thing well, motivation towards his goal. He would learn the purpose of as many of them as possible. To see with eyes unclouded by the vindictiveness war breeds. To see what each gathering of men and women had to offer at the core. Though his perception of the organizations did hold a lean towards the Gotei's practices.

His motivation did not cease after studying that alone. He began studying strategies and fighting smarter. Understanding why generals didn't take the battlefield. To learn and truly comprehend the meaning of war. The outlands didn't have such country sized battles. Though thousands had fought and potent warriors clashed. The battles didn't have to be this way. The land was altered and people did things strangely. They didn't settle it as one versus one honorably. They decided entire countries should burn. Something about this was discouraging, had his clan evolved past the outside world. This wasn't enough to discourage Tatsuya's motivation. He saw this as a misunderstanding perhaps, that maybe something wasn't clear. From his perspective, it appeared one way. But only a blind man acknowledges a single perspective. This world is occupied by people and a general or leader cannot afford to look with one eye. They must look with both eyes open into the world around them.

Innovative:⫸ Tatsuya has always been an innovative person. It's not in the sense that he makes things. Or is super intelligent in some grand way mind you. He has always looked at the picture from the outside. Trying to see what way he can impact or properly effect things around him. Never diving so far in as to try and dismantle or destroy. He is one of few who did not see a loss right away. Sometimes that loss is an opportunity in of itself. But men are too frightened by the idea of injuries to move on. Scars cover a man's body, but not his spirit. The moment you stop looking and seeing the world. That is the moment you've given to your own demise. Tatsuya has seen bleak times and good times, he always looks to the next stage. Not because he is wise, but perhaps he can't sit still either. Tatsuya acknowledges sometimes having ants in his pants to get the next stage moving forward. That idle hands may very well be the devil's playthings.

Deep Thinker:⫸ Though not terribly suited towards it. Tatsuya tends to go into his thoughts and try to analyze things. He looks over each every possible outcome before making his choices.Even as a child his family would see him stopping to ponder things. Thinking about his choices very carefully and being cautious of the world around him.But also having a respect and appreciation for things going on. Tatsuya doesn't seem to mind stopping and looking over the world. Just taking his time to enjoy the view of something. Getting lost in a sea of his own thoughts is pleasant. It's a good way to spend one's evenings and days. To think alone and sometimes out loud to one's self. This helps a bit when trying to pretend to be a good leader in his eyes. Tatsuya has never claimed to be good at much of anything. Nor did he claim for himself to be a hero or anything more than a humble Dog Soldier. Someone at the bottom of the totem pole thinking about the top.

Humble:⫸ Never once has Tatsuya boasted of his position. Coming from what many would consider a noble family. He didn't think of it and farmed like everyone else. He trained with the men staying with them. Even sleeping in the same tents. He never acted like he was above them, but instead lived with them. It simply is something in his nature to not say I am better. Or to put himself up above others in some way. Tatsuya has always been a humble and respectful person. Never belittling enemies when they lost in combat to him. Breaking a person's spirit to fight is enough for him. But he does acknowledge sometimes it isn't enough. You must kill the man in front of you or women in some cases. He is humble, not a wimp or a whiner. He will do what must be done and won't brag or make statements. Others can do that, his duty lay in his actions. If people wish to spread rumors or gossip about him. They can, he doesn't give a damn about those things.

Pretending to know someone or act as though you've seen their world is annoying. But Tatsuya even when he gained his first victory didn't brag to his father. He went out the next day and took a beating because he didn't follow orders. Bragging and boasting about something is meaningless, speeches are for kings and dictators. Tatsuya has no intention of becoming either one. He may be a man others can follow, but he never turns a blind eye to the peasants or less fortunate. Tatsuya can sometimes be found plowing fields and helping farmers. Doing dirty work that most warriors would act above. He doesn't see it that way, as no man is above survival. Just because you stand above a man. It just mean's your shit falls a bit further down the line. Men spend too much time trying to worry about who has what. Instead, focus on helping the guy next to you up. Because no matter how you slice it the food he sells to you. Will taste good and if you help him along, he can produce more.

When finishing his tour as a Daimyo Tatsuya had earned a reputation for being humble. And yet for some reason, most people did give him a wide berth. Deciding that they'd rather not deal with the Dragon or the Mad Man. He earned such titles and deals for the situations he entered into. But when he became a Shogun, the men even didn't go near him much. As he seemed a frightening figure despite not saying anything. Tatsuya had clawed his way from a place no one ever did. Dog Soldiers weren't meant to reach Shogun rank. It was meant for only the purest of beings, not those who clawed the battlefield. So in some ways, he became an enigma who was feared by his people. Not because of anything he'd done. Simply because they didn't understand him. They didn't see him as a kind man. But as a strange one who didn't act like he'd done anything great. Tatsuya was something that just didn't click in the outlands as a man to be understood. But he did click in another way, he was a man to be followed.

A King's Aura:⫸ Tatsuya has always had the power to inspire. To bring people behind him and rally them back. Losing causes have been turned when he was a boy. His first conflict as a Dog Soldier had been a similar case of him going through the phases. The men had been getting torn up by a warrior of some note. The man was capable and held quite a strong air to him. Tatsuya decided this man needed to fall to turn the tide. He was strong and his men knew it. Nobody in their army could challenge him not realistically. Tatsuya decided only one choice was available and entered the battle placing a bet. His life was on the line if he couldn't be a hero a martyr was fine too. He proved that day that he was worth believing in and following. Tatsuya slew the man though not easily he did earn respect and praise from those around him. Proving himself to be a true Dog soldier who could see beyond battle. He needed to see what was needed to rally them back into the battle.

But it was more than this, a mystique had always followed Tatsuya. He just had the air of someone they wanted to cheer for. People wanted to root for him. But in some ways, this allure was also frightening to people. It wasn't a natural draw he had that some people could see. And most looked at him like a monster for the fact people followed him so loyally. As a child alone he had enough followers to dwarf some of the other Damiyo's. He'd proven himself capable of making not just friends though that was there. But he made people believe in him and trust in his actions. He never gave a reason to not do so. Tatsuya proved his mettle time and time again. Before rising to become a Daimyo himself. This, of course, didn't mean his life of being a Dog Soldier ended. But it did mean something else. That he got to try his hand as a leader finally. And the funny thing was, he was quite good at doing it. Tatsuya had the needed skills and capabilities to lead.

Leading wasn't hard for Tatsuya among his clan as he understood even at a young age. What was required to bring about something for those around him? Tatsuya spent his time thinking and challenging himself to do more. He never stopped for a moment to enjoy success or ride the laurels he'd been presented. This was, of course, the only way things could go for him. His both respected and acknowledged a strange thing. For a Daimyo to be so good at both the battlefield and understanding the peasant culture. Tatsuya didn't seem like a brilliant mind or someone who could lead. But everytime someone put doubt on the young man he stepped forward. Proving both mettle and to those around him. That he'd rise above everything around him and lead them to victory. Victories weren't always the case as Tatsuya had lost fights before. But even with that, his charismatic nature guided him. The spark that was needed to see people through hell and back. That was the occasion that Tatsuya rose to the top in.

Hell was a battlefield and not a ballroom blitz. It was a place demon flourished and monsters were made. Tatsuya spent more time on the hellish battlefields then most. His entire body was covered in scars and injuries from his time there. Not because he lost often, he wore them as badges of honor. Much like his name Tatsuya displayed each injury and tale with vigor. Tatsuya saw the difference between some and himself. And instead of changing to fit the status quo around him. He accepted that he was a Dog Soldier, a man who fought battles. Not the man who strategically saw things through. Tatsuya's body and influence aside made things different for his family. Most would expect the former leader to be more civilized. This just never would be the case for him or those around him. Tatsuya simply didn't believe or see the new to change himself. He was the man who sat with peasants during concerts. He bonded with the everyman over the leaders and people on top. Tatsuya has always been the charisma for the little guy.

Scary Looking:⫸ Despite everything Tatsuya has done one fact remains. People are frightened of him both due to appearance and outside that. He simply is a scary man who for some reason intimidates them. This factor alone makes it hard for him to connect with people at times. Tatsuya enjoys the company of others, but most run away after looking at him. They say he has a mean looking disposition among other things. It's not something intentional that he does on his part by any means. He is doing his best to be open and approachable. But for some reason, it never works out that way for him. People simply take a look at him and anticipate trouble. Tatsuya has been arrested once before in the human world. Due to looking frightening to someone. The police put him in overnight and even the prisoners wouldn't go near him. It was later discovered by a police officer he did nothing wrong. He merely was sightseeing and was released the next day with free passes.

This sort of thing has always happened to Tatsuya. People are just too frightened to believe he is innocent. He always has had the look of a hardened man with bad intentions. Sadly this misconception has kept his friendships down to a smaller percentage. Tatsuya's men respect him but even they say he's scary looking. He'd rather believe they follow him out of respect than fear. But some do admit to being scared and just following him. This sort of problem is something he'd like to change. But a leopard can't change its stripes. He simply has an intimidating facial set. Tatsuya no matter how chill and relaxed he is about the situation. Cannot change or force something new to happen. All he can do is move forward and see where the world takes him. If the world finds him frightening that's fine. As it's entitled to see him how it desires and goes from there. But in his eyes, he will always be the one who represents the little guy before the big one.

Thrill Seeker:⫸ Ever since he was young he's always had the itch. To do things most people would go that looks dangerous. This is perhaps the reason as an adult he has scars all over his body. But it's not only fighting he takes to join and thrills in. Everything from exploration to innovations of other races. Even watching someone else fight can give him chills. As a child, he showcased his desire for thrills fighting an enemy much stronger. Not only because it was needed or some complicated reasoning. But because the cold sweat and chills made him desire it. Fighting a strong enemy can be satisfying and allow you test yourself. But sometimes it takes so long to find that perfect fit. Not to mention occasionally you have to wait for the fruit to ripen. Plucking it or moving in on an enemy too soon can drain the fun. As a child, he seemed to acknowledge that strong warriors needed to test themselves. Those desiring to go beyond the common world of normal needed it too.

His next thrill-seeking adventure came when he decided to simply observe a fight. Two of the men were fighting a hollow and struggling. While he does care about it, observing the struggle was thrilling. Something about watching the fight go down made his skin crawl with excitement. Not better exists in this world than seeing what someone's capable of doing. Watching the limitations and fear of life bring out their best effort. To see people express fear of courage. That is a thrilling thing to witness. But it's not limited to the battlefield either. Sometimes even the political world can be quite a thrilling adventure. Watching people discuss politics and battle with words is just as enticing to watch. Getting involved and sticking your nose in a fight all the time isn't needed. But other things can be just as thrilling as fighting or other people. Watching interesting races or things going on in the world can be interesting as well. What leader is doing what with their hair can be amusing too?

But locations are by far the pinnacle of entertainment. They lead to such an interesting place. You can see different customs and ideas. Even going to jail for a night is thrilling. It doesn't require a genius to see it all come free. From the human world's interesting policies and how they run despite not owning anything. Humans have held such little impact in this world yet it is thrilling. They seem perhaps naive or perhaps just open-minded to it. No matter how one looks at it, the world of the living and other places. They hold such amusing facilities and ideals. The food there is also fascinating and enjoyable. Tatsuya does have to give mankind credit for the most thrilling variations of food. Unlike his world where it's rather common and pizza isn't seen often. The more Japanese style food isn't bad. But some thrilling changes are always acceptable even in clothing. Tatsuya is willing to go the distance in order to experience these.

Even willing to walk calmly into places he knows his kind aren't entirely welcome. Cheap Thrills and expensive thrills it doesn't matter the kind. So long as the ending is a thrilling one he can accept what may come of it. This world is such a thrilling place to be alive in. Experiencing new pain and injuries or just seeing how twisted a person can be. Thrills are what allow Tatsuya to tick the way he does. His excitement may be internal, but he does take some pleasure in it all. Seeing how this world works and ticks. Even learning can be an interesting thrill of itself. Seeing outside the boundaries or finding that perfect sword strike. Or maybe even getting the chance to use powers you don't often. These are things that make waking up in the morning worthwhile. Tatsuya wouldn't be able to enjoy himself otherwise. This is what makes life fun to see, humans and other species have come along so far. Perhaps one day he'll quit the Oda and see what all the thrilling steps this world has taken.

History of a Dragon

Birth:⫸

Active Years: This portion of Tatsuya's history takes place from the year 917 to the year 950

How does one describe being born in this tumultuous era of chaos? Well, it all beings with preparations. A parent can bring their child so far into this world. Tatsuya's father and mother respectively named Oda Daisuke and Oda Kikyo. As a baby, the world was a different place to explore and full of wonder. His time as an infant was spent observing and learning. Children can learn so many things from a young age. Pick up things one doesn't expect them too. He watched swordsman of different era's train. He didn't understand or grasp the concept but it looked fun. So he'd often imitate them with a stick or a toy. Swinging it up and down like he wielding a sword. Though this did him no favors for his mother. It did allow for a great deal of observation and learning. The world was a cruel and despicable place. It didn't have room for mercy even towards children. Infants were protected by their mothers and fathers. Tatsuya's parents being the leaders of this small caravan. But watching them as a baby in the wilderness and the different kind of places. It was easy to see this world was going to be exciting and different. It wasn't going to be a place where just anyone could survive. He was always smiling as an infant and rarely crying his mother could recall. Tatsuya didn't see this world as a danger even as a child. He saw it was a place that was wonderful and worth exploring. He often spent his time wandering around the camp. Going from place to place, he'd seen women with men. Seen rape days later from his birth. Sexually actions weren't that strange in this place.

Outside of witnessing that as an infant he also saw slaughter. Fighting and bloodlust of an extraordinary amount. His mother had once gouged a man's eyes out while he was on her back. Covering him with blood and gore as time went on. But yet he didn't cry or get upset as infants from later years would. He smiled at the strange warm liquid and welcomed it. It was something comfortable and easy going about the feeling. Some of his birth issues came from the era he grew up in. His nicknames began here as the Child who laughs at blood. It wasn't a very nice name for those to give him. Tatsuya didn't really see or understand the names. As a small child, it was hard to grasp or understand this version of the world. People in it were strange and almost alien in their ways. Trying to understand them was a challenge as an infant. Tatsuya didn't have the genius minds of other children. But what he did have was a drive to learn in experience.

People so often shy away from confrontation and fear of learning new things. His father leads this tribe to culture and fought many things. The area they lived in commonly had hollows and such beasts roaming the area. But hollows weren't what should be feared in these lands. Their fellow man was the thing to fear for most as it was constant. Trying to take what the other had and fighting for your piece. This, in essence, was a battle to survive each moment. As an infant, he was exposed to things that most children never are. Sexuality could be considered something damaged within him. Seeing people treat women as objects and his mother's outright ripping men's genitals off. This was the world he lived in and grew into. As time carried on and his feet found their steps. He began training as soon as he could walk with a sword. The weapon was heavier than most and he couldn't live it up. But this didn't deter him. In truth, it just seemed to motivate the child even more.

Every day and moment he seemed almost obsessed with it. As though it was something he could feel a strange comfort in. The sword despite being heavy had made him into a fit little one. As a toddler training with the sword was it. In terms of food, his mother continued to care for him. But he wasn't allowed to train with others yet as he was still a toddler. The age of official training wouldn't begin for another couple years. The laws stated toddlers couldn't train with the older children. This tribe like culture seemed to bloom and grow in the wilderness. Tatsuya was moving forward as perhaps little more than a passing interest. His father didn't expect much of his son truly. Tatsuya's current spiritual pressure was that of a Dog Soldier. Someone who merely fought front lines and didn't seem worthy. The Tribe Leader's children had always been above the rest. They possessed above average spiritual pressure. But with Tatsuya, it seemed to barely exist if that and disappoint did exist within his father.

The appeal of a son who couldn't provide such a thing wore off. But this didn't make Tatsuya said or anything. In truth, his obsession with the blade made him unable to acknowledge his father. To some extent, even his mother was victim to this. The Toddler was so obsessed with swinging this sword and improving his skills. It didn't seem like a normal child at all. Most of the kids his age had been playing and enjoying common life. They would train for being a warrior when the time came. Tatsuya started earlier since he didn't fit in. He acted differently and didn't fit in with the highborn clicks at the time. Staying to himself more often than not and dealing with the emotional scars given. This was just how he dealt with the world around him. But this would pay off a great deal in the years that followed. Tatsuya would grow stronger than the other children physically. Showcasing a tremendous amount of skill with that blade. But not all things were happy for the young boy.

As he became five years old his mother and father's relationship had altered. His father had bed multiple women and the tribe had become a Clan at this time. Things were changing and battles were beginning to be fought. Not over people or things, but land and positions. His father had the ambition to build a kingdom. So he needed heirs that were worthy of his name. Tatsuya was a blemish on his father and thus his mother suffered. She turned her frustrations on to her son because of this. She would sleep with him and bed him as though he a man. Making sure to get her desires and frustrations out. Tatsuya didn't understand his mother's reasoning for this. But in this life, it is best to focus on something other than heartache. Instead of crying or being confused about it. Tatsuya pushed himself further into training and developing himself as a person. But maybe this was a reflex to keep his mind from shattering completely. Tatsuya absorbed himself not in the dire situation.

But he let himself sink into his familiar training. To spar and fight people all the time. Building his strength despite lacking spiritual pressure to back it up. Some of the more advanced children in spiritual pressure couldn't beat him. Simply because of his superb stamina and swordsmanship. He simply outclassed them as a physical being. Capable of defeating his enemies despite lacking strength. Some people in the clan had called him a failure. Just lacking in the department his father desired. With the wars coming with other names and clans within these outland societies. It was only natural to desire strong warriors, not dog soldiers. Tatsuya wasn't going to impress anyone from where his father sat. It would be just the same if he perished on the battlefields. His father's chance to lose the failure and mother was coming. Tatsuya's training had completed and still, his spiritual pressure lacked. This was meaning he couldn't be used at this time. They saw them as mere dogs to be thrown to the slaughter.

The first battle of his life had been with boys when a child. Now the battlefield he entered seemed so massive. His body had chills and Tatsuya had entered into a hellish melee. Men and women were fighting viciously. His mother had since lost her mind and begun killing those around her. She was a vicious warrior, only needing her bare hands to rip people apart. His own battles began and seemed to flow with a fluidity that few would imagine. Tatsuya cut down men quickly and efficiently despite not having any spiritual pressure. It was like something was burning inside him. This strange desire to kill them and rip them apart. Not for his father, because strike brought him closer. Closer to an answer that felt out of reach since his days with that sword. He felt something but couldn't grasp it firmly. Each fight brought him closer and closer. Within his first hour, ten men had fallen to him. Not many considering the mass of this conflict. But the waging of a war on the outskirts was like this.

But something else began to happen a figure began cutting their men down too. He had been doing a number on them, butchering strong ones. So-called prodigies were falling left and right behind him. Each night the battles stopped as each army seemed to withdraw. The dead weren't that important to the living. Tatsuya's first battle ended with him not getting a scratch. He killed thirty men on his first day, none of serious note. He just happened to outclass them as a warrior if anything. The next day was more the same as morale began to plummet, his desire to fight this demon. The man who was killing all of them seemed to grow. This hunger to face the man who'd not been beaten yet. This wasn't by simple fate or stars of such nonsense. Tatsuya on the next day spent the day searching. Hunting for the man without much luck. Killing thirty men yet again though none of note. At five years old his skill with a blade surpassed most people. So fighting him was a risky proposition.

One fact he didn't know, was that his name had been spread among the enemies also. A child soldier who had been killing men left and right. Lacking spiritual energy, but having the strength and skill with a blade to bring down foes. The third day began and he, at last, found the man in question. He wouldn't learn his name nor would the enemy learn his. Both figures met at the center of the battlefield. There was no dramatic circle of men. It was chaos around them and screams of death happening. Tatsuya and he clashed, it was clear Tatsuya was the weaker of the two. But something began to happen, each time Tatsuya was injured. He'd utter a single sentence over and over. "Thank you, sir, can I have another?" He would say this line till wounds covered his body. Tatsuya's father would be in for a surprise. Because this warrior and his son clashed but this time. Tatsuya's almost demonic hunger for more awoke something. The long-dominant spiritual pressure inside of Tatsuya came to life.

He wasn't just strong, he was a monster beyond those here. His taste in blood and hunger continued. The other man was stronger still by a small margin. So Tatsuya made a gamble and let the man impale him. Beheading him in the process and taking his zanpakuto. It was here and then he began to hear something. A rumbling voice, it sounded like a woman speaking to him. She held a certain charisma and fire in her voice. She called to him but it wasn't from the battlefield. This was a confusing factor as he felt the sword within him. This voice continued as he removed that blade from his gut. He'd not abandon it, no this was something important. He didn't know who that voice was, but he wanted to know. The battlefield's chaos seemed to stop as people around him realized it. Tatsuya had unknowingly killed the enemy commander. Earning the glory of this field for himself and his clan. Oda Tatsuya's first war had come to a close. The gory climax had been what he expected as he stared at this sword.

Something lingered here and called to him, in the coming months he would learn just what this was. What this feeling inside him burning like a thousand suns was. He felt closer to answers as he knew his mother would still ravage and use him to satisfy her anguish. Or perhaps his father would make things right. And perhaps unicorns would come out of the earth and pixies dance over the fires tonight. It didn't matter to him what she did or any of them did. This felt like something he could latch on too, an escape from his reality. This darker side of him for the battlefield didn't end. Tatsuya's father may have praised him and so did the other generals. But they did it the most backhanded ways they could. Claiming they could have done it themselves had they been there. This didn't bother him, in fact, he didn't care about it really. Though a promotion was given to Samurai among them. He was the youngest one to accomplish this goal. But that dogma would remain for now.

The question can be raised what happened before 919 and 950, that was something interesting. Tatsuya's injuries were bad and he began studying as recovery began. Life isn't so simple that despite wounds you can go back to things. Tatsuya's body was wounded but his mind heard a call. So in this time period, he spent times dealing with almost shamanistic healing rituals. But spent his time bonding with his zanpakuto. Hearing her call didn't make things easier, she was distant. But he could reach out with his mind and perhaps more. Learning her name was a big step forward for him. She called herself Amaterasu, but that was her name. She had a glow about her like the sun above. She almost had a motherly air about her. But the only meetings they got from here on were in dreams.

After recovering he didn't hear that voice again, though she came and called his name. He didn't know how to reach out to her completely yet. Perhaps he lacked the will to do so, or maybe it was simply not time yet. Tatsuya could only dream of a tomorrow where he could see her again. Despite his success in the first battle little had changed or altered. Tatsuya trained with the sword like he always had when he'd recovered. Those who trained with him became the Dragon's Dog Soldiers, they were a fighting force stronger than those upper clansmen. Those proud fools who only focused on lineage. Tatsuya's next 41 years were spent preparing and growing into his body. He grew stronger and more potent as a leader. Tatsuya showcased skill at teaching people that few men had. His personality seemed to develop more, yet the wall he hit. That was an obvious one that couldn't be overcome easily. This wall would block his growth yet again, till he burned it to the ground in ashes.

Chapter Two:The Dragon's Development⫸

Active Years: This portion of Tatsuya's history takes place from the year 950 to the year 1000

His men and he didn't earn a reputation for being the cream of the crop. They were the misfits of the clan born without dignity given. Tatsuya was given command of them as a Samurai. They earned the nickname the Dog Soldiers of Oda. This insult was one of many that seemed to be labeled upon them. But their training was before everyone else awoke and after everyone else left they ended. They didn't let shortcomings become their falling point and didn't seem to have many holes. Tatsuya trained with his men religiously. They were the Dogs of the Oda Clan and they'd train her and fight for more. The other men didn't have the hunger to prove themselves. They lacked that basic instinct as Tatsuya and his men were put out. They were like a pack of dogs taking down all small forces effectively. With Tatsuya at the helm of the Dog Soldiers, they became a fierce unit. Though not respected within the Oda as of yet. They showcased something akin to strategic and almost optimal effectiveness against enemies.

Destroying those who'd broken the law at the moment or forces that came. Tatsuya's first post had him busy but he did often try to reach her. That voice with the name he often tried to remember. Calling out to her with hey you didn't seem to work. But it didn't seem pointless either as he felt stronger. His spiritual pressure and raw power grew by the day. But he didn't have arrogance in him, the man who quit training was dead. Tatsuya ate and slept with his men the Dog Samurai for his entire time among them. He never once acted above or beyond them because of his spiritual pressure.Most the scuffles that lead up to the situations he found himself in. Were because some other Samurai had belittled his people. The Oda Clan duels were deadlier then most Tatsuya ended fighting there. Because someone insulted his men as poor warriors and worthless on the battlefield. The man who said this had a prize fighter in this gambling circle. Tatusya killed him just unsheathing his blade and finishing a combo on him.

Before walking away, this caused issues with the clan. As the man he'd slain was a Daimyo class champion. Someone the Oda believed would bring them victory in the future. But he fell to a youngster who'd only awoken to his powers not long ago. Tatsuya's strength was something that they were coming to grips with. As his body grew and his mind did with it, the most potent levels of the strong warrior were showing. He didn't flinch under pressure and almost seemed to thrive in it.For his punishment, his people were sent further out. To a place dealing with a tribe that had begun policies of rape and murder. Tatsuya and his Dog Samurai would be put to the test against the most unlikely foes. Here Tatsuya would hear her voice one more time. But this time he'd grasp so much more. Tatsuya's men couldn't get a read on him as he stayed with them. And never once bragged about the general he'd killed on the battlefield. Or that as a warrior his victories to date had been astonishing feats of physical determination.

It was widely regarded as the land of death. This place put even Zaraki to shame in levels of brutality. This land was a place where men and woman simply died from all things. Animals in this area were monsters, hollows came here freely. Not to mention fellow people were almost savage in their mannerisms. Death was a constant but in his time here Tatsuya would finally find it. He and his men held the monsters at bay and kept them from coming. But also fought a war against this tribe with a mere one hundred men. Tatsuya's Dog Samurai earned a reputation. As the Dog Squadron of the Oda Clan, they were beasts. Capable of fighting in any climate or weather and almost hungered for it. This fit their needs just fine truthfully and allowed them to grow as warriors. This place allowed them to refine and learn what it meant. Tatsuya's own journey was spent meditating and trying to reach her. Trying to find that voice within him one more time.

She felt close and yet so far away from his grasp. As though she danced just out of distance for him. But one day a man would arrive in the valley of death. Seeking a challenge from someone and had bested several dog Samurai. Tatsuya's duty as a leader had become clear. The man had red hair and was extremely well defined. He was a man the world knew better as Damien Soan, the master swordsman. He was known for his almost spotless record as a fighter. He was on a journey challenging people who would accept. Tatsuya felt that chill he felt again, his sweat felt cold. This man was a beast like the general and wouldn't be beaten easily. Tatsuya's body had been given scars from several locations. Most of them due to the previous encounter with that general. This bout would give him his most renowned injury. The one across his nose is given by Damien. The two met and exchanged pleasantries, no matter the case. This wasn't a war like the previous situation for him. This was an honorable clash between men.

Meant to promote growth and development between them. Their duel began relying on only one swordsmanship. Purity could be the words to describe what happened here by the fellow Samurai Dogs. They clashed and exchanged blows like a symphony of sword strikes. Tatsuya kept up and they both seemed equal in this department. Time seemed to stop as these two clashed with their swords. Feeling one another out and promoting growth between one another. This wasn't some meaningless battlefield where you had to find it. Tatsuya found someone stronger, it was motivation to drive. Sheer stamina and willpower were the driving force. The fight was rather even till it happened and he relaced that weapon. Unlike the previous enemy who underestimated him. Tatsuya's current foe decided to release the weapon only twenty-four hours into their clash. This was a battle between men who understood when one lacked. Damien saw Tatsuya didn't know about his zanpakuto and decided to wake it up.

What can one say about that man aside from he is a beast. Tatsuya did his best to defend but ended up fighting a losing battle. It became very clear that he'd end up losing this thing eventually. Damien's zanpakuto in it's the first release. This was where he was to lose everything and be beaten? This was the place where his gravestone would be in the Oda clan? He didn't want to die yet, he wanted to continue and find stronger people. It was then a familiar voice let her voice caress his ear. "Call my name Tatsuya.Shout it out to the heavens." She said almost provoking it as he found himself covered in cuts and bruises. Bleeding from injuries as the nature of his reiatsu changed. The ground began to crack as he breathed out softly saying her name in a primal scream. "AMATERASU!" Was the only word that left his lips and with an explosion of spiritual pressure. Their battle could begin anew and the true fight had begun. Damien wore his trademark grin, satisfied he got something out of it.

The battle would go on with them trading blows and Tatsuya learning how his power worked. Damien was teaching him if anything and it wasn't a pleasing fact. But they fought for five days straight with no rest or breaks. Proving themselves to almost equal, the fifth day is where they got their signature injuries. Damien lost his arm in this location to a bet for the future. Tatsuya gained the injury across his nose that dawned his face. Both men were sweaty and exhausted as the final moments of this clash began. Fighting without break or without pause had left both of them weary. Of the two Tatsuya certainly looked worse, covered in cuts and bleeding. He was used to injuries and accepted them as badges of honor. Damien though wounded in some places they were minor. The two men took their stances preparing for a final clash. Tatsuya and Damien charged at the last moment both releasing devastating attacks. Tatsuya released a Magma based slash that completely consumed a portion of Damien's arm in seconds.

Damien landed a blow on Tatsuya's face. Now giving him the infamous scar he wore and struck fear into those who looked. After this, both men turned and stared one another down. It was only a matter of determination from here. Who would drop first from pain and agony? This question rang like bells within Tatsuya's heart. But he didn't see it as he went down first. Damien later followed suit collapsing. Both men had fought a vicious battle and were carried back to camp. This was where their injuries would be treated. Both men remained asleep for two days without waking. Their bodies having been put through an ordeal, unlike anything one could imagine. His reputation would spread like wildfire for fighting and live against a Soan. Damien called the match a draw in his later accounts. Tatsuya considered it his defeat due to him collapsing first. But Damien maintains they both fellow at the same time. When both came around, they began to drink and party.

Deciding to spend their time together here as only they could. Drinking and having a good time with one another. Almost as though they'd been best friends. Neither said sorry for the injuries or brought them up. It was simply rude to bring up to someone who fought so hard. After this Tatsuya got a note from his home confirming a return to base was needed. He'd be getting promoted to Damiyo to replace the one that had been slain. The outpost had been taken care of and the going away party completed. This would end his fifty years within the hellish Valley of Death with his men. Where he'd encounter the One-armed Demon of the Soul Society. A man who held such strength that he brought out the best in the Madman of the OUtlands. Their story while not widely told, is one that served Tatsuya well in his life down the road. He learned much from those five days and so did Damien.

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