Calatravo Clopin [APPROVED: 3-3-; Arrancar] [Hazard Rating D]

Name:Calatravo Clopin
Age: 4000
Alias: The Hollow With One Soul
Gender: Male
Race:Arrancar
Aspect of Death: Loneliness
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Former-Hollow Type: Adjuchas
Hollow Hole: A small hole at his sternum center
Mask Fragment: Arounjd his neck, connecting to the teeth.
Reiatsu Color: Blue

Affilation: Through his entire life, Calatravo hasn't served anyone. He didn't pledge loyalty to many, because he slept through their uprising.




Physical Description:

His body is darker-skinned with blue marks along with his flesh-like tattoos. These are from the energy he consumed beyond his capabilities. He often has a set of teeth around his neck from this life. A black cloak is worn over his body, hiding the hole he gained as an Arrancar and Hollow. It sits positioned right in between the center of his chest below his throat. His hollow bones are connected to the teeth like a necklace he wears constantly.

The long white hair falls to his back's middle section. While violence wasn't his solution he did fight to defend himself. He knows full well the violence of Hueco Mundo.



Born Without Time: He often comes across as aloof or lost in most situations. As a portion of his life has been spent in hibernation sleeping. The evolution into an Arrancar from his previous state took a long time. So many of his notions or ideas are very behind. Even his last visits to the human world coming long ago.

He shows no aggression towards humans or anyone for that matter. Calatravo has no interest in attacking or fighting anyone. He has one soul inside him unlike other hollows are massive amounts. He is one who's never consumed another soul because he simply sees no merit in doing so. Thus unlike his peers, he has a calm to him, something stoic and tired. As though he'd seen enough war for the years.

Some think him weak because he turns away from devouring and slaughtering on the scale normal people of his kind do. It serves no benefit or purpose, they are not cavemen. They are higher intelligence than mere beasts running around in circles.

Lost In the New World: It's been thousands of years since he last walked these sands. Or stepped into the mortal world, his sleep has deprived him of knowledge and information. Shadow's Fall, K-World, Lux Orior, these names are unknown to him. He has no knowledge of Karakura or the events that transpired there either.

These are things a fossil from an era so far gone wouldn't know. He believes his people can live in the Human World. That it is possible, with the right willpower and resources. He's an old man from a bygone era, the kids from this time must do something.

After all, what is one hollow awakening from his slumber to do? He has no resources, he has nothing and is but a man lost in a time that isn't his time. And it never will be, he will fade back into his immortal slumber again leaving little trace. That is his destiny and life.

Wise: One thing Four THousand years of life, though many of them were him sleeping. It has granted him an enormous amount of wisdom. He'd been wise before he died and became what he was. But wisdom doesn't save a life or prevent a fall.

In the end, being smart and wise only means, you have a grasp of certain subjects. People don't give up things without fighting for them. People take without giving back oftentimes. But exceptions do exist, he knows this fact. But it won't prevent his lone slumber from coming again.




Conception: A hollow born long before the Gotei or many of the Organizations blighted the world. Power Grabs and needless violence making a warzone out of this entire world. He wasn't like other Hollows, he didn't have the taste for souls. Born from the demise of a boy, his family and the grudges they held did little for his heart.

The violence and loneliness that followed it all, brought about his transformation. His body had been frail as a boy, but now it was strong. A hunger that many complained would grip him never did. He didn't hunger or want for things as a Hollow. If anything consuming others never crossed his mind. He reached out his hand hoping to find some connection. But little would be found this way, as violence dominated his species.

The negativity of loneliness being spurned by anyone he tried to help. Even when his thoughts were of good deeds. They were turned against him, used as ammunition to batter the creature he'd become. The Dead Memories in his head remained potent warnings of the pain. The city he roamed in was a paradise, but other demonic beings lurked. Similar to him but in a way different. Shattered by the transformation and all the hatred and negativity.

Humans were the monsters, if anything he saw it so much clearer. He was attacked with projectiles, which he consumed. Eating them as though souls. It stirred an awakening in him, he realized after several fights. He could fire projectiles of his own, they came out blue while others were red or orange. It was a strange color difference between others, had he remained stable while this transformation broke others? His memories of humanity were a fog of things only that a boy had died and he was born.

Upon learning how to activate Garganta, he left the world of man. Tired of the bitterness and deceit of them. Honeyed words of friendship laced with venom and betrayal. It was tedium to deal with the politics and he believed that city would fall. But not by his doing or his actions, he wanted nothing to do with it. When he came to the shifting sands of Hueco Mundo. He greeted by violence and hatred, a common display within the sands.

Consumption was common, he fought many hollows defeating them with relative ease. He'd had time to practice and move, his shape and body. They weren't unnatural to him. He tried to befriend those he met, offering that handout. But it was smacked away and often assaulted thereafter. Some would offer that connection to betray him in the end. It was a lonely existence full of nothing but destructive negativity and pointless friendships.

He consumed so many of these orange energy balls and other types of attacks in this time. Eating them time and time again, eventually, tiredness began to befall him. He felt as though his body had weighed a ton. He'd never slept once since becoming this creature.

Yet here and now, one hundred years of roaming and seeking. He'd begun to feel tiredness. It was mental fatigue since that had long since been apart of this puzzle. It was here he would sleep for 900 hundred years. Losing track of his time and where the world was.

He fell asleep in a sandy pit covered in debris and sand, disappearing beneath Hueco Mundo. Dreaming of a life better than the one, with many friends and connections. Not feeling so alone and always fighting to survive. It was a hopeful dream, but only an illusion.

Menos Class Days: Upon his awakening the first action was to uncover himself. This took time as the sand had grown heavy by the grains. It got in unmentionable places and every crevice. His body had evolved and changed past the previous forms. Yet when he finally breached the surface and saw sunlight again. He was greeted with the same, but more attacks. However, one thing did change this time, a fellow hollow like him. Spoke, she was a sweet child hollow. Someone he protected like a father.

In her, he found the piece of the puzzle he'd long since been missing. The precious something to protect and defend. It made him stronger and develop as a warrior. He fought for more and consumed so much more energy. Letting her eat the souls as she pleased. That was the satisfaction she desired. The freedom from the hunger that he couldn't feel.

This journey leads them towards the west, they were seeking what Hueco Mundo could offer them. They'd begun making friends and slowly he found himself a home. A role he'd never asked for, guiding a small tribe of hollows. Using his wisdom to protect them. But like humans when hollows gathered, they became a pack. The senses and wisdom were lost on them.

She eventually raised her power enough to rival his own. She challenged him and they fight, it broke his heart. He didn't wish to fight, but she demanded to eat him. She wished to gain his resistance to the hunger. He consumed her energy as she shot it, showing her the futility of it all. His arm suffered an energy burst injury from this.

After defeating her, when she disappeared and muttered the words that she was sorry. He lost the desire or feeling to do anything. Loneliness gripped his heart, so he imposed himself to exile. Leaving the hollows he guarded to their fates as the familiar exhaustion gripped him. It was in this he found himself a place cut off from others.

Sitting down turning into a sand stone-like figure as he passed into his dreams again. The Transformation finally coming to take him, wherever it would he didn't care if he woke again.

Arrancar: He'd slept for two thousand nine hundred and ninety years. The longest time and the world above no longer interested him. He didn't reveal himself, eager this time for a dream. He stayed and trained developing ways to defend himself. Focusing on his capabilities, what he'd gained in this form. It was the most human he'd ever looked, having skin and other aspects.

He clothed himself and continued to linger beneath the surface not letting the spiritual pressure he'd amassed out for others to see. The connections he forged so long ago, none would remain he imagined. So the only thing to do now was to train until he grew sick of it. Ten years to get used to this body and then explore the world.

He didn't go to see what was current or hear the names others spoke of, it was of no interest to him. He couldn't form a connection with them he imagined. Being alone was his comfort, he died alone and he would live alone again maybe. For he knew not when his next slumber would take him. It could be days or years, despite this, the venture to train came.

He developed a number of Cero skills, getting used to fighting with his hands and a sword he awoke with. He understood its purpose, it sealed in his power in a way. Though nobody told him this he began to grow and develop himself, as the ten years flew by. It was time to emerge from the place he'd been buried. His cave den had been sealed, but it made little matter. His hand raised a blue blast imploded the mountainside freeing him.

Sand had built and blocked that entry point, Calatraveo Clopin had returned they cried.

No Training Happened During Hibernation Periods, only combat experience while awake and the ten years spent before exiting the Cave.



Bala: He is a very skilled hand at energy-based techniques due to the power he was born with. His bala tend to appear at the size of a cero due to the power of consumption he had. It let him eat energy and empowered his spiritual attacks. This was the case he'd ran into when it came down to his energy.

He can control his Bala to bring them down to pot shot size, but they tend to still bring a large amount of damage with them. Aspects of this power are something he guessed came from the time he practiced and fought as his previous form. Bala was his warning shot, to tell people to back off if they sought a fight.


Cero: His Ceros were the stuff of nightmares, having developed several versions of it. Being able to fire massive or smaller ones. It all depended on his desired outcome. Not to mention a skill he found himself able to do. Though it was painful at times to exercise.

The strength of his Cero is something to be respected and feared when it comes down to it. He was able to destroy the side of a mountain with one of his smaller ones. While his new energy output isn't fully known to him. He did gain a sense of his cero and how much he needed to use to do so.

* Cero Estrella: Gathering the energy in the palm of his hand, it forms a star that keeps expanding outwards. Growing in its size and scope. Before finally, it will explode sending hundreds of these small star-like blasts outwards. These are capable of acting as a shotgun shell-based attack for him. While not a favorite of his, it is something he developed to fight enemies. In those days when he fought many against himself.

* Cero Ligero: Bringing his right hand upwards he releases his cero into the hand. Releasing an outward wave that covers ten meters around him. This blue light has the effect of a cero, so those struck by it will suffer similar effects. It can't go any further than this.

It does take a few seconds for it to spread out the distance around him. So a chance at escape does exist. This is again one of his more linear attacks. Easy for his enemies to avoid and for those who aren't so lucky it doesn't feel as much damage as a concentrated blast.

* Cero Quebrar: This is a highly intensified Cero, where his fingers are brought together. Forming the energy before snapping them as one would do when snapping their index and thumb by putting pressure. All the power of a cero is brought down to a small laser. Shot out at blinding speeds towards his target. Capable of piercing a mountain and coming through the other side. Though it must be noted it would be a smaller mountain.

The point is to make a small beam that can be used almost like a thrusting weapon.

* Cero Cortador: Bringing the energy around his hand, he creates a beam-like effect. but instead of extending it all the way outwards. He is able to slice through solid rock by using this and extending the range to 10 meters total in distance. The slashing and piercing effects are both effective. He's used this in the past to defeat several enemies who didn't expect it. Though it is avoidable as it's a straight sword only being about wide as Vegito's spirit sword for reference.

* Cero Petardeo: This is a skill special to his power to consume energy. He takes the energy attack shot at him and processes it through his body. Applying his own energy on top of it, creating a double effect. When it is shot out it fires with double the original strength. This has some risks as too much energy will damage him. And the wrong kind of energy obviously has negative effects on a hollow being. Quincy and other specialized ones hurt to use this on. So it is an effective tool that saved him far more often than not.



* Cero Barra Oblicua: Done by channeling the Cero to the side of his hand along with the pinky to his wrist. He swipes the air sending a blast at his intended target. This releases an odd shape that will devastate the enemy. This one is less to do with cutting and more a simple blast of Cero. Merely being done at the side of his hand instead of his palm. It's done in the form of a line instead of a straight ball, creating a blast of energy in that sense.


* Cero Retortijón: By creating a spin to his Cero while preparing to fire it. The cero turns into a spinning vortex of wind and pulls in things like a cyclone. While it's not completely unavoidable. The spiral swirl of the blue cero causes damage to any who falls into the vortex.

Spiritus Sancti: This is a bread and butter of why he evolved the way he did. He didn't partake of the souls of others, no his body was able to eat from Kido, Cero, or Energy such as Reishi. He can consume any form of energy as a suitable evolutionary product. This has allowed him to remain less fractured and broken, though it has cost him to sleep through many years. Losing much connection and growth that others have.

His experience is hampered because of this power as well, the power to eat energy and release it with double its original strength was the power. This doesn't work on physical powers. If anything it causes him trouble if he'd not learned to fight a physical battle.

But this power alone is what allowed him to evolve and be different from those with who he shares a common species.


Regeneration: His prowess never had been in the same area as others. Who had hard bodies and exceptionally difficult skin to break? His power came through the art of regeneration, consuming Spiritrons around him or in him to heal injuries. That was his bread and butter, diving into a different aspect. Loneliness was a driving and regenerative thing.

His body being more towards this aspect is what made him different from others. Able survive beatings and change his form into what people saw now. He's lost arms, eyes, and many different organs during his long life. Merely growing them back over the lifetime spent in Hueco Mundo.

*Cuota: He can remove his eye to reveal what he has seen to others, sharing decades or centuries worth of his experiences. This isn't something he specially developed. It was a skill he was born with. It allows him to show all the way back to the days of old. It holds little to no combative application but is a useful regeneration technique.

*Por El Espíritu: Recovery by the spiritual energy he eats, is another way to restore his broken body. To regenerate lost limbs and broken bones. This is likely the best method of healing he has. As it lets him convert the spiritrons he's eaten into regenerative energy. It must be noted, that eating them has requirements. This scales off his regeneration.

The Lost Art: He fought around the City and observed many fighting styles in his time. Some from different people, so when he begins fighting he can use weapons or his bare hands. Showing an immense amount of skill in either form. This fighting style dates back four thousand years ago, it was used during that time. Many forms have come since its time and it has broken into multiple different styles and disciplines.

Making it hard to tell the original from the source material. While he can fight, he shows signs of using multiple styles when in reality they are one. One form that dates back through the centuries. While moves do exist to use for it, he's yet to showcase them. Sticking with normal punches and kicks. Using his skill as a warrior of the bygone era very effectively.


Sonido: The art of stepping and movement of itself. Trying to find a place and pace for him to use. This is his second most polished skill among the ones he gained. He used footwork most often for everything. Showcasing stunning understanding and speed. Calatravos has often seen himself as someone forever chasing an elusive thing. But this suited him fine, being a person who belonged to such a lonely road.




Name: Espíritu

Appearance: His Sealed form takes the appearance of the necklace around his neck. Always worn and hard to notice as he doesn't carry a blade with him. Few expect him to have the sealed form right there. While it doesn't look special but it holds a deep meaning for him.

It is the teeth of those who followed him at one point or another. When he protected them and their lives, these teeth represent the burden of memory that haunts him every lonely hour.

Sealed Power: It has Two powers which make it remarkable while no others are noted by him. He does consider it a capable weapon for him and has helped him be who he is. The long and tiring journey that was his life is clear in these two skills.

*Banquete: As the name implies it's eating of the spirit energy of any kind. The consumption of it to fuel his body. He can devour almost any kind, aside from Quincy or otherwise special energies that are toxic. While energy far too great for his vessel cannot be contained. It doesn't give him a tier increase or a power increase. Using anything above his tier will cause damage to him so releasing it right away is important. Otherwise, it will tear him apart from the inside. Ripping and shredding his body alive causing a great deal of pain.

*Alma: This the power to release built-up energy or devoured energy in different forms. Not adding double or extra power to it. He's able to create highly amplified attacks by just using this. The spiritual energy and everything he's consumed in his life are used. Allowing him to create explosive impacts with his fists or attacks. He has shown to block blades using the sheer power of it at one point.

Though it isn't known to him if he can block any blade or just the weaker ones. In reality, it's not so much his skin blocking it as Hierro isn't something he has high enough to do so. It's the defensive and offensive prowess of Alma. Cutting through this is entirely possible and the enemy he fought had been weaker thus making it a defensive tool. But stronger and more powerful enemies will damage him through this defense with relative ease.

It must be noted he is using the raw condensed energy he's consumed as a defensive tool.

Name: Espíritu Fantasma

Release: Fantasma

Appearance: A blue like flame flickers and engulfs his body entirely. The blue energy pouring around him revealing blue and black scales along his skin. White hollow bones glowing blue with his knuckles. His hair seeming to have them at the tips as well. His body seems to emit the blue glow of spiritual air. The energy consumed over the centuries being shown as his transformation.


Abilities: When transformation his augmented powers are drastically raised. Bringing his Cero and energy powers up to the next level. This stage increases what was already potent to devastating effectiveness. Though he loathes to bring about his power on any being ever.

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*Reset This is something most Arrancar have, when activating their power. They are able to take on an undamaged body for the next stage of the fight. Shedding the previously damaged body for this fresher one.

*Intense Spiritual Energy The energy coming off him is intense, capable of breaking buildings or damaging structures around him. It is due to the sheer condensed nature of it. Wearing it almost like armor that has covered his torso and lower body entirely.

The intense pressure around his body acts as a powerful defense, allowing him to muster hard blows. Though again it can be overpowered by those with a strength higher than his durability or a higher tier.


*Extended Reach His physical capabilities have a far extended reach of twenty meters. Able to strike people from this distance and cause a decent scale of damage. His fists are releasing high-yield explosions with each hit. Being buffed by his Cero level, allowing him to create a drastic effect of damage from relatively close in. This is a potent skill but not the main power that he has under his tips here.

The reach takes the form of a blue outline, extending ten meters from him. These are blows that come after his other attacks.

*Jirón He is able to create sentient cero fairies that fly around him. Able to form twenty of them in this form, these release a highly explosive blast of energy. Being scaled off of his Cero prowess in this field. They chase down targets and fight them alongside him. Allowing him to create a minefield with his skills that move and fight with him.




General Skills

• Durability: Adept
  
• General Speed: Adept
  
• Strength: Beginner
  
• Martial Skill: Advanced
  

Racial Skills

• Perquisa: Beginner
  
• Sonido: Adept
  
• Cero/Bala: Elite
  
• Regeneration:Advanced
  

Will Skills

• Willpower/Determination: Adept
  
• Mental Deduction: Adept
  
• Focus: Advanced