A Trial of Gotei Status

His eyes were like a stone this killing intent was something to behold. It was staring into a void of something new and perhaps old. Tatsuya's warrior days were beginning and he didn't know when he'd finish to his goal. But his expression was hard like many warriors could be. He'd chosen pain over combat and perhaps someday he'd face off against Kuro. "I have one request, strike anywhere on the front of my body. Marks on the back are dishonorable for a swordsman." Tatsuya said his lips curling into a grin. He had a nickname back in the old lands he hailed from. The Outlands Madman, he was willing to take punishment and pain. To endure unspeakable amounts of it to the point he was drenched in blood. Did he need to clasp on to hope and something akin to fate to survive this encounter? Kuro would bring him pain and use both weapons to do so. He didn't know if the Captain understood his meaning. But if it was declined it was fine as well, he'd been impaled from behind before. This was what was needed to get his name on the lips of those who mattered. To show he wouldn't only fight people but do something even more. He would step into the darkness and face the void. His eyes held a resolve and almost level of preparation for pain few had. His body wasn't normal either as those eyes would find out. It was time to see what kind of destiny he would have in this world. Fifteen Hundred Years was something that could define a man after a while. But this was a chance to show them all the resolve someone from his land had. The chance to make an impression for Sachiko and Kagami. So that when they came to this world they'd come on good graces. He'd not move from this spot as he stood awaiting the pain. The feeling that had been put on his body for so many years. Cut his limbs off, blow him up or even impale him everywhere. Tatsuya's resolve wouldn't be broken so easily by mere pain. Men had to learn to endure hardship and this was no different. No different from swinging till his hand bled from it.

This was reality knocking and ready to show him. He'd had a match with Stefan to open his eyes. This would open them further and allow him to see. Just what it was his body could accomplish here. Willingness and accepting pain were rare traits in people. Tatsuya knew few back homes who would take a blade to the gut. But he was willing to be impaled and even lose limbs if need be. That was the strength of devotion to this new path he held. His resolve and lack of kido skills were an issue. Many mocked him at home for not having skill in kido and only physical attributes. He wished to see how many different zanpakuto's and techniques were here. It was all very exciting for him as he kept himself calm. It was almost impossible to shield excitement from his blood. His body felt as though it was boiling from it all. The pain would be inflicted soon and perhaps give new scars to his canvas. Tatsuya didn't mark himself or request this kind of punishment.

This was the tales of his homeland written across his body. Scars dating back to being but a child. To some coming recently from misadventures with his troops. Even so an age-old one across his nose from Damien. Tatsuya did have a long journey of discovery ahead of him. Fighting people stronger and faster was always exciting to him. Boredom was the main downside to New Honoji. That land didn't know the truth and reality of this world. He was a combative man who fought most of the time. Though lacking kido and skill in that field he was developing himself. Changing and growing stronger on this journey if only slightly. He was beginning to see horizons previously not there. Kuro was someone he'd likely lose in combat too, but it would prove an exciting fight. That was something he couldn't help but acknowledge. Strong enemies and a world vastly unexplored await him, all he had to do was be beaten to near death. To show that he had the teeth to grit for this pain to come. He'd of gladly given up limbs and perhaps organs for this.

Tatsuya's resolve was a staggering thing and the hardened body stood ready for the onslaught that Kuro had promised him. Unblinking and unwavering steel like demeanor would await whatever assault would come. This was by far an acceptable outcome. He was ready and willing to dive deep into pain and suffering and see what waited. What depths of pain could Kuro bring him, would he stab out his eyes. Rip out his tongue or perhaps take fingers and toes off. This would be an interesting experience for both of them. Kuro would learn the depth of pain endurance Tatsuya held. Not to mention levels of Focus to turn off the pain. To Focus so intently that pain seemed almost forgotten. This would be his moment to show the Gotei Captain just what type of man he was. Most men would fold but he could only anticipate and await with a smile on his face. Few men could smile during coming pain, it wasn't pleasure or anything like that. It was just the way of Tatsuya.