The Silent Eden

Most of the world had become a solemn wasteland. Even here, in the remains of a forsaken jungle, the wind howled sadly. Birds flew from tree to tree overhead. Surrounding the man was dense greenery. Various shades of yellow and blue could be seen as fruits. Without many animals to help populate the forest, plants were growing overtaxed with unplucked fruit. Max didn't seem to mind it, though. It meant an amazing food supply here. He could venture anywhere in this jungle and keep himself nourished. The brown-haired man wore a tan long-sleeved button-down shirt. He wore khaki pants and a dark brown jacket. Thick boots trodded the ground as he walked, as he lugged a small backpack and wore a pistol on his hip.

For a human, he was an incredible quickshooter. Hollows easily frequented this place, but it was of no concern to him. Most hollows are slow and cause unneeded destruction. They develop far too much energy. Should such energy get close to this man, he could easily convert it into a stunning shock or a killer flame... as he has done a few times since he has arrived here. He was searching for something. Dense vines and bushes blocked his path. But, it was of no concern. He had made a makeshift machete earlier out of one of his collector's swords. The poor thing would be ruined after this expedition, but it would be worth it.

The wars of shinigami across the surface of the earth had lead to a lot of tectonic changes. Sure enough, chasms had ripped open across the forest mountains. Seemingly bottomless, a fissure spread out a good 20 ft. across. Looking at a nearby tree, he sighed and slapped it with his palm. A burst of kinetic energy flowed through it, snapping it in two. It fell across, bridging the gap. Crawling across it, he eventually made it over the cliff.

One of the few monkeys left in this jungle stared at him from the distance, in shock from what it had just seen. Standing still, Max looked onward for a bit. It was immediately ripped in half. A hollow, seemingly made of reptilian scale-like blades, rushed at the man, screeching. Whipping out his gun, he sighed and pulled the trigger. In the same instant, he snapped his finger. As soon as the bullet hit the hollow, rather than piercing the skin, a circular wave of fire burst from the impact point. Its mask ablaze, it thrashed for a few seconds, before disintegrating from existence.

"Have respect for endangered species." he spoke, before moving on his way. Eventually, he came to it. The old Aztec ruin, Machu Picchu. Despite what most knew about this place, was that it was completely free of hollows. There was something the Aztecs had that no one else did. an old artifact, forgotten even by soul society. Max walked up to the center of the village and stared down, with a solemn face. Pointing down with his palm, the air began to quiver, like heat waves, in an orb in front of it. Screaming, he thrust his hand down, breaking the surface with a mighty rush of kinetic energy! From the cracks, he could make out a hollowed interior. The mountain indeed had a secret. With both hands, he continued to slam against the ground, until he had opened up a decent hole. He jumped downwards into the black abyss, landing within a split second. As he figured, the drop wasn't long, but it was enough to take the wind out of him. His legs shaking in pain, he looked around.

From his palms launched beams of pure light, like incredible flashlight, which lit the entire area. Looking around, it seemed mostly empty, save for one special item. A purple, crystal ball which lay situated in the center of the room. Grabbing this orb with one hand, he stuffed it in his fruit-filled backpack. A whispering roar filled the room. As he turned around, he saw before him a mighty stone beast. A human shape, about 10 ft. tall. It was glowing a slight blue. Made of up various stone blocks, it began to step forward towards Max.

"Magic, ah? Well, sorry. But you don't have much use for this." Dropping the bag on the floor, he began to walk towards the creature. It stomped towards him, and lurched its' arm at him! Max raised his right palm to the left and let loose a triumphant 'hmph'. the air quivered again in front of it as the beast slammed clean into his side. However, the man didn't go flying, he was never even touched. The creature's fist had plowed clean into an orb of potential energy, which halts all movement. Smiling, Max blasted his left palm forward, smashing it into the golem's side. Kinetic energy drilling clean into it, launching across the room, in pieces. Picking the bag back up, Max climbed out of the hole and moved down the mountain...

Back in Town

"So how ya gettin' back?" a man at the hotel asked, "You're one of dem 'special' humans, aincha? Plane's the safer option, but... karakura town's a hotspot for disaster. You won't find many planes goin back that way."

"Then I'll go by boat. I have my ways." He thought back to the orb in his backpack. Placing the keys on the table to signify him ending his nights there, he headed out to the pier. Phase 1 of his plan was complete. What awaited him next... was in Karakura Town, Japan.