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~The tale of a hollowfication~ [W.I.P]
Mon Apr 04, 2011 6:04 pm
The Urahara Shouten
Roiben Miyamoto had entered the Urahara Shouten, a shinigami supply store. However, he hadn't come for supplies. He'd come to speak with a certain man about a certain process. As he walked in the store, he saw a very tall, muscular man with glasses and a blue apron. He assumed this to be an associate of the businessman.
"Hello, welcome to the Urahara Shouten. May I help you with something?" The man pushed his glasses up the bridges of his nose, staring intently at the black haired shinigami that walked in. Roiben smiled at the man. "I'm looking for Mr. Kisuke Urahara, is he avaliable right now?" The man in the apron turned backward and shouted, "Boss, you have a visitor!" The man turned back and spoke to Roiben once again. "He'll be out momentarily."
A few moments later, a man with a green and white bucket hat came out from a back room. He held a cane in his right hand, and he smiled as he saw the shinigami. "Ah, Roiben, right this way. Let's go to the basement." As the man turned to the basement stairs, Roiben followed. They eventually came to a room that looked very much like a desert. The walls were painted as if they were a sky, and the ground was dusty and barren. "Well, this is a nice little secret room you have here, Urahara." Kisuke smiled. "Well, I certainly did try with it. So, you want me to help you undergo hollowfication, is that correct?" Kisuke's face went a little more serious. "You do understand that once you start, there's no way to stop. There's the possibility that you'll lose control of yourself, in which case, i'll kill you."
Without a seconds hesitation, Roiben replied. "I don't care. I need the power to protect earth and the soul society. It's better I do this than die because i'm powerless."
While Kisuke didn't exactly agree with his reasoning, he could see the man's resolve. If he was this determined, then perhaps he'd be alright. He drew his zanpakuto from within the cane, and cut the man's soul chain. Since he was a shinigami and not a human, all he would have to do was subdue his inner hollow to gain his powers. He saw Roiben place his hands on his head and start screaming, knowing the intense pain the man was going through. A white material was coming from his mouth and nostrils, and started to form around his face into a mask. The process had begun.
Inside Roiben's Inner World
Roiben appeared in his zanpakuto's inner world, a land reminiscent of Hueco Mundo. In front of him stood an arrancar who looked much like himself. They had the same body structure, but he wore the inverted shinigami shihakusho, along with Roiben's coat inverted. The arrancar began to laugh a cold, sadistic laugh that sent a chill down Roiben's spine. The arrancar-like being drew it's zanpakuto
My Characters
Roiben Miyamoto, Vizard Corps. Co-Head, 1-1
Albel Malvado, Segunda Espada, 1-1+
Canons
Kisuke Urahara, Urahara Shouten, 0-4
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