Takaharu Adachi

[V i z a r d T e m p l a t e ]

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General Information
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Name:
Takaharu Adachi

Appearance Age:
Mid 20s

True Age:
1,846

Gender:
Female

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Overall Apperance
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Appearance:
Standing at 5'11, Adachi is tall for most female in general. She wears rather dismal and darkly bleak clothes that have been meticulously rearranged from her Shinigami days to make it into something else entirely. Upon her Hollowfication, her hair ran white. It has grown to exceed length that runs past her hips.
She wears a necklace of sorts that looks like a crimson maw from some old beast.
She wears unstrapped suspenders accompany her mahogany pants and white boots that run up past her shins.



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Personality
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Personality:
When it comes straight down to it, Adachi is an inanely obstinate entity in general. She tends to never give straight answers, and always make snide or sarcastic comments.
A loner by nature, Adachi will hardly ever stick around one group for too long; although, every once in awhile she does enjoy the company of another person, she tends to make the meeting short, but unrestrained. To most she would come off as a naturally cold, heartless woman, but in battle she tends to become rather frivolous and unrestrained. She gains a self gratification while battling, and it is one of the few times to see anything akin to a smile on her gloomy face.

Adachi has come to be quite the love bug, so to say. She has "fallen in love" with several humans over the years, despite their ignorance of her existence entirely. She is clearly one who sticks to a person, clingy, despite her natural tendencies to be a loner. Clearly she is still attached to her past love. She also has a soft spot for the authoritative types, as they serve as parent role-models and she fancies that, despite her not knowing she does herself.

Adachi herself considers, and identifies her 'inner-hollow' as an entirely separate entity, and she is sensitive over the subject, although she has never been confronted. This is how she explains the sudden transmogrifying of her personality when she uses the mask. When using the mask, Adachi becomes frivolous, reckless, rash, and boisterous. The longer she uses it, the more she loses herself to its personality. She herself blames it on the inner hollow, but her inner-hollow explains this as her deep down desires being regurgitated.

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Zanpukto
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Zanpakuto Name:
Shunkashuutō (Four Seasons)

Zanpakuto Spirit Appearance:
Shunkahuuto takes the appearance of a small girl, no taller than 4'5 and no older than eight (human years). She wears a short red kimono with a few black stripes and has jet black hair as long as herself. Her eyes are a crimson that feel as though they could delve into the very soul of make you regurgitate your ambitions.

Shunkashuuto does not wear shoes or socks of any kind, although the kimono is as long as her so it's hard to tell. Her skin is as pale as the snow itself and she wears a ring per finger, each one bearing different miscellaneous kanji that seems to change with every visit.

Zanpakuto Spirit Personality:
Contradictory to Adachi, Shunkashuuto retains a friendly demeanor with a frequent giggle to accompany it. She is, just as her appearances would have it, childish. She will crack small jokes but never anything that could be considered remotely distasteful or rude. She holds bonds with high regards. Shunkashuuto also highly prefers nicknames, and everytime Adachi meets someone, Shunkashuuto will have conjured something for that entity - whether its dead or not. She also prefers to be called Shunny.

Inner World:
In its nature, the realm of Shunkashuuto is a 2-D-esque world where everything looks as though it was drawn with a crayon. This includes the sun. Despite its infantile look, everything feels real; from the warmth of the sun to the wet of the water. Naturally reflecting Adachi's mood, the world will take appearance of a geographic location complimenting it. For example, when Adachi is sullen, the 2-D realm will have the drawn rain, be at night, and possibly be somewhere that is desolate, like an empty desert.

The complexities of the inner-world never cease; irony striking because it holds the most simplistic looking elemental configurations. There is not a single point in time that the world holds even one thing in common from visit to visit, and despite the hundreds of dozens of times Adachi has visited the Inner-world, there seems to be a new place reflecting her same old emotions per visit. At times, there have even been drawn up sentient entities, such as squirrels, and people.

Sealed Zanpakuto Appearance:
Sealed, Shunkashuuto takes the appearance of a regular katana without its tsuba for easier handling. The katana is regular length and has no features that would deem it exotic or out of the ordinary. The grip is pure white with a black stripe going down the middle, and the bottom is mahogany.

Release Phrase:
"Stretch and Butcher, Shunkashuuto."

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Shikai Information
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Shikai Appearance:
Shunkashuuto, upon release, will transform into two pairs of tanto with four chain links connected to the end of their grips. The tanto are separated by color: two with white grips, and two with black. The ones not in use will generally be connected to the end of their chain links as long as the tanto itself, to her hanging suspenders. She can easily and quickly manage to switch them out through an unknown method.

Shikai Abilities:
Nami (Wave) - The tanto, upon cutting someone, will absorb minute amounts of reiatsu, and through this can amplify the reiatsu up to seventeen times the amount absorbed, allowing for it to augment that same reiatsu onto it and resonate around the blade; giving it a bright red glow. The resonating reiatsu surrounding the blade allows for precision cuts; something on par with a reiatsu scalpel.

Kensei (Feint) - By nature, the tanto are completely silent, even when zipping through the air. The only time they aren't silent, is when Nami is in effect. This allows for stealthy assassinations.
The silence is procured by the intelligence in Shunkashuuto as it were. The reiatsu causes static friction with the air that compliments the velocity of the blade x velocity of the wind. The air will sift around and over the blade with causing a single noise.

Isei (Power) - One of the basic abilities her Shikai promotes is the length altering affect that does not have a command, for it is something that is of will, and requires no command; although only one of the two pairs at a time can do this. Upon literally willing it so, one of the tanto will seemingly absorb the chain link through the bottom, and elongate by two feet; classifying it as a katana at that point.
Opposing that ability, one of the tanto can elongate the chain link up to two more feet without altering the length of the blade, allowing a cumulative reach of four feet.

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Bankai Information
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Bankai Appearance:

Keittashuutō (Final Season)

Upon entering the Bankai stage, Adachi's physical appearance hardly changes. Her cloth that once surrounded the upper half of her torso now drapes down all the way to her feet, now serving as a cape of sorts that parts in the front, allowing her access outwardly. The rest of her body, beneath the cape, is covered in a skin tight maroon body suit, that allows for great flexibility and improved maneuverability. The brown gloves that once completely covered her hands is now completely entwined in a malignant looking, raw, black reishi.

Bankai
Abilities:
Souzou (Imagination) - Adachi's offense and defense is limited solely to her surroundings and her mind. Simply by willing it so, she can instantaneously conjure any weapon of any sorts by drawing in reishi from her surroundings. This allows her to give it as much weight or as little weight as she feels necessary.
To defend herself, all she has to do is be aware of her attacker, and in that instance a defense can be conjured; she doesn't even need to be holding it. The larger the creation, the more reiatsu it will coast to maintain. When her victim is attacked by the weapon, they will share the same affect as the weapons they were modeled after. A conjured sword will having a distinctly sharper than normal cutting effect, a mallet or hammer would have a distinctly blunt force, a shield would have a distinct solitude.
She can conjure, at max, two individual creations simultaneously. Anymore will be too hard to control and maintain properly, and will, after a short few minutes of use, seal her Bankai automatically. As for distance, she can only conjure the weapons within arm's length; she has to be able to hold them at any time; any further, and it will grow small and weaker, and eventually dissipate through lack of concentration.

Akusei (Malignancy) - While able to conjure weapons, Adachi usually sticks to hand-to-hand combat. The black reishi entwining her hands was dubbed malignancy merely because of the malignant nature it possesses. When simply touched by the burning black hands Adachi has, one will be plagued by one of three effects (only one can be used at a time):
- Dark Cognition - While the touch does not affect the victim physically, it tampers with their psyche, allowing for Adachi to tamper with their coordination. This makes the victim of the touch, to what seems like, slightly inebriated; thus, they see double vision, they are slightly shaky, and all of that sort. During this ability's use, Adachi is restricted solely to hand-to-hand combat.
- Dark Burn - The black flames will tint themselves purple and burn the skin away instantly upon contact, straight to the bone. This makes very small things quite efficient for combat. The pain is amplified to some great deal, making it seem a lot worse than it is - despite it being quite terrible as it is. The usage of Dark Burn with singe Adachi's hands more and more every use along with drain a reiatsu rapidly.
- Dark Force - This is a complete physical domination of sorts. Upon simply hitting the victim, an extremely strong force will be compelled outward instantly, making each blow from her seem like an elephant tackle.

Akusei & Souzou cannot be used simultaneously.

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Inner Hollow & Mask
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Inner Hollow Description:



Inner Hollow Personality:
Adachi's inner hollow is quite the vindictive, meticulous smartass. While it shows a faint disdain towards being captivated in the cage of Adachi, it will offer advice and act for her best intentions every once in awhile -- of course, this is just so she won't die; because without her, it will, too. Despite this helpful nature that comes secondhand, it doesn't necessarily come with the utmost benevolence. Every moment available, mockery will ensue, whether it's about some small event that happened, some emotions Adachi felt, someone she met, or her skills in general. It always has something to say.

The Hollow will often offer to help Adachi out, for they are on a rivalry-esque level of companionship. They will often battle for Adachi's benefit, although the Hollow plays it off as "so I can get the hell outta here". Despite these words, it is clear to both of them who is superior as far as strength and speed go. Although she is stronger, the Inner Hollow is a meticulous entity that plots and is quite the conniving being. It says that it is a "non-conformist", and refuses to use any attacks in a regular fashion. It will often teach Adachi, procuring the role of adviser, or teacher. Sometimes it will even refer to itself as Kami-sama.

Inner Hollow Powers:
Adachi's Inner Hollow has a unique array of techniques and abilities. It has an affinity for chains, and uses them very vigilantly, as well as using Ceros in ingenuous ways that are, least to say, hazardous to its own health at times.
It more than often will use Bala in the form of kicks, and Ceros as diversions, or defense.

Hollow Mask Appearance:


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Visored Powers
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Visored Powers:
~ 2x Reiatsu (Amount of), Endurance (Ability to take pain)
~ 2.5x Cognition (Ability to predict movements)
~ 3x Stamina (Physical Performance), Strength (Physical Force)
~ 3.5x Speed (Acceleration; Velocity)

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Resurreccion
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Resurreccion Appearance:
Adachi's mask's horns will grow outward a foot, then make an abrupt 90 degree angle tilt upward, where they meet the tip along with the mask losing all other features on it, besides the eye holes and the blue.
Hollow-esque gauntlets will manifest on her lower arm and hands, while Hollow-esque knee guards and armor boots will manifest on her knees, shins, and feet. The same pearly white Hollow manifestation will cover her entire upper torso, namely her chest and shoulders. Bone-esque wings will protrude from her back. The rest of her body grows slightly paler; for it has been covered in a thin, yet pertinently nigh-impenetrable exoskeleton.

Resurreccion Abilities:
Unlike the normal full-fledged Vizard-going-Hollow, Adachi's form takes a rather endearing turn. When she excels to the epitome of her power, Resurreccion, she enters a stage of raw physical destruction.

When she goes into this form, she loses all of her reiatsu and is almost completely unable to be sensed, due to her lack of reiatsu. All of this reiatsu was drawn in and condensed throughout her body, allowing for a nigh impenetrable exoskeleton to augment her body solidly, while the other more evident Hollow-esque features on her chest, legs, and arms are dozens of times stronger than even that.

By sacrificing all that reiatsu, she will have access to boons of physicality unknown to many. Her speed will amplify by a plethora, as well as her overall physical performance. Her speed, strength, cognition, and everything else have at this point been augmented by pure reishi, making them the most endearing features of her entire being. This makes her a mean, lean, killing machine. Literally. While she has no abilities in particular, it takes an army's worth of explosions to break her exoskeleton.

The exoskeleton itself is a work of art; it absorbs nearly 90% of the damage she would receive normally, only to rebound it outward. It works fine with reiatsu-based attacks as well, easily able to reflect them. It takes sheer physicality that matches, if not surpasses her own raw meanness to crack this exoskeleton. The Hollow remnants that have taken ahold onto her body, such as the arm, chest, and leg pieces, along with the mask, are all where the reishi is mostly concentrated at. This makes her strikes feel as though someone is having an entire structure fall down on them.

While she holds a strong defense and offense at this point, once the exoskeleton is cracked successfully, she will, indubitably, fall. The exoskeleton that is used in her Resurreccion siphons the reiatsu straight off her skin, making her all the more vulnerable once she has sealed it, or has been cracked open like an Duck. Even a cold breeze would cripple her temporarily, due to the sheer frailty of her weakened skin and bones. In fact, she rarely uses her Resurreccion, except in most commonly a life or death event, because no matter what, afterward she is left extremely vulnerable for hours on end. The sun's rays burn her skin, sear her eyes, while even the moon's coolness will feel like a tundra.

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History
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Background: A simple child, bore into the world through two loving parents who were seemingly omnipresent in her Rukongai life. Adachi was a simple girl, with a simple life for the most part. She grew up rather sheltered by her parents. Adachi's simplistic life kept the same trend for years, until she had met her 100 year mark, in which she somehow managed to age gratuitously, now looking like she was a teenager, yet her social and mental maturity were excelling rapidly.
It was this day, this one day in particular that Adachi displayed a rather valiant act of courage. Robbers ransacked the small area she inhabited with her parents, and they threatened her parents lives. Rapidly and rashly interjecting by imposing herself in between the robbers and her parents, and Adachi found herself with two hands that had bright balls of pure energy manifested from some unknown, untapped source. Through sheer instinct, she chose to thrust her hands forward - thus, launching these balls of energy. They swerved and twirled, but quickly hit against the chests of the robbers. These two in particular were launched back with their shirts smoldering in that spot where the manifested energy hit. The remaining robbers quickly fled the scene, a mix of astonishment and fright flooding their minds. Upon turning to look at her parents, it was to her dismay that they had apparently felt the same way. Their faces contorted to some apparition of sheer disgust and hatred. "You're just like her..." The mother whispered, then, "M-m-monster!" The two screamed in unison. "Get out!" Adachi's mother screamed. Adachi, though, stood there, confused and hurt - her parents, the people who were supposed to love unconditionally, were forsaking Adachi without any consent nor reasoning. The mother quickly grabbed an empty sake glass from the counter and hurled it at Adachi. The glass struck her chin, shattered, and the pieces fell to the ground. But for Adachi, they sunk to the ground. Every event occurring was twirling in her mind, in slow-motion. She stared, still astonished from the sheer pain she was receiving. Physically she could not feel, numbness washed over; emotionally she was deteriorating. Blood and tears felt to the ground in unison as the father cradled the mother, hushing her and still beckoning for Adachi to flee, and do so with the little shame applicable at this point. Adachi did so; she quietly turned around and walked out of the building, ever so confused and hurt. This was normal, though, wasn't it, she thought. Parents and children always fight. It was everywhere. Certainly she would sleep outside for one night, and in the morning they would come scurrying outside, checking frantically for their dear baby girl. It would all be okay, she assured herself. With this psychology set forth in her mind, she sat outside the house, and fall asleep. She took no mind to her cut. Certainly mother and father would fix it in the morning.

The night overturned, and the morning came. She sat outside of the house hopefully, waiting on her parents to come rushing to her side. She waited. Waited. Waited. Hours passed, before long it was night again. She didn't have much recognition of the next while, although all she remembered was that it was at least twelve moon nights. On the thirteenth night, there came a man dressed in a black outfit. He crouched down in front of Adachi, and spoke up. "Little girl, what's your name?" She answered, giving no resilience. "Takaharu Adachi." Despite the man speaking down to her, he looked young himself. "Shinigami?" She spoke up abruptly, interjecting once more. She forgot what a 'Shinigami' was, but she remembered the outfit. "Yes," he spoke. "I am a Shinigami. Actually, I am a scouter. I come around Rukongai districts and search for people with noticeable reiatsu signatures - such as yours. Little girl, you have a gift. If you come with me, I can teach you how to use it." As soon as the man said this, Adachi went berserk - she screamed, jumped up, and pushed the man out of the way. This is no gift, it's a disgusting demon, she would think.

For nearly an hour the girl ran, ran, ran, all the way until she finally hit a dead end - a cliff, in the middle of nowhere. She simply fell to her knees and cried. A hand then gently gripped her shoulder, and she instantly jumped up, swiveled on her heels and once again her hands lit up. She struck at the mysterious figure, but it quickly avoided her strike. She gasped to see it was the same face as before. A young man, long brown hair, pale white skin, and glasses. He grinned and took out a sticky bandage, gently applying it to her cut on her chin that had scabbed over by now. Without much more recognition of that, she blushed and turned around. The Shinigami merely chuckled lightheartedly. "My name is Aiza. Sosu Aiza. But, you can call me Ai (Love)." Adachi, having completely ignored Aiza's dry humor, responded belatedly. "A school, you say?" Ai merely smiled at her, and nodded. "I'll lead the way."
So they walked together, all the way back, talking about their life, love, and everything in between. It was more one-sided than anything - Adachi had little to speak of. She was young and inexperienced. Despite the minute differences in their appearances, he was claiming to be three times as old as she was. He told her, he was the Corps Commander of Onmitsukido's Detention Unit.

As they arrived at the large building, the building named Spiritual Arts Academy.
After a short signing up process, Aiza signed her off as a personal recommendation and started to leave. Unable to cope with being alone again, Adachi quickly wrapped her arms around Aiza's arm, not wanting him to leave. "Don't leave me..," she lamented. "Don't worry, I'll be back soon. How about this? If you do good, I'll give you a present." Adachi merely smiled. She was filled with inspiration. She smiled happily and nodded, heading over to her newly designated area.

Adachi would continue her training for the next six years, completing various minute tasks such as Soul Burials and controlling her reiatsu. She herself wasn't amazing in the reiatsu category, although she was quickly filed to be a possible candidate for Onmitsukido, due to her excelling ability in Hakudo and Hoho. She was quick, swift, strong, and quiet. During this six year period, Aiza's and Adachi's relationship would bloom. Small rendezvouses would be allotted weekly, allowing them to secretly see each other. It was, after all, taboo for a student and an officer to consort in such forms and fashions. Aiza would often romance Adachi, along with teach her behind the scenes, and keep her updated on the ongoings of the Gotei 13. It wasn't before long that Adachi had discovered her zanpakuto, Shunkashuuto, and talked with it. They were on a very fair basis. Every night, Adachi would converse with Shunkashuuto. She and her zanpakuto were abnormally close.

It wasn't but a year after her graduation that Adachi was able to conjure her Shikai, and she was ranked up to the 8th Seat of the Second Division, along with finally scoring a spot in the Executive Militia of the Onmitsukido. It was one fatal day that both Adachi and Aiza were sent on a mission together to investigate an uprising Hollow in the Human Realm; it was supposed to be no more dangerous than wrestling with an oiled up pig. Upon investigating the Human Realm, a rather large group of Hollow and a single Adjucha were scouring cities, aiming to become the strongest. This was Adachi's first real mission, and she was scared. Needless to say, Aiza comforted her. "We'll just go in there, wipe them out, and go home. We'll definitely get bonus points for this."
Of course, Adachi didn't think this was wise, but Aiza insisted, and she listened to him. The two together would sneak up on the Hollow and Adjucha, and silent and swiftly eradicate the Hollow without prejudice. It was an easy job. They then confronted the Adjucha. Aiza spoke, "Your time is up, Hollow. May your soul rest in pe-" Aiza was interrupted, and Adachi saw this confrontation. She saw the Adjucha move forward, aiming to kill him. She jumped to interject herself in between the two, but she was far too slow. The Adjucha thrust its arm through her lover's chest, impaling him instantaneously. It withdrew its arm slowly, then grinned at her. She was shaking in the very shoes she stood in, unable to respond properly. She stumbled back, and suddenly fell through a bright gate - before she knew it, she was in Seireitei, looking through a Senkaimon at the Adjucha with a blade through its body, and Aiza standing feebly behind it. He was smiling at her, then shakily threw his gloves in through the gate. He mouthed the words "I love you", then the gate closed. Adachi screamed and ran at the gate, but once again was too slow. Now drowning in self-pity and regret, Adachi took the gloves and cradled herself, holding them to her mouth to kiss them, and to smell them. She sat in the middle of the walk way for hours on end before being ushered to her barracks, only to report the mission.

Years and years passed on, and Adachi had grown into somewhat of a woman, still rather sensitive over Aiza. She had grown to be more quiet, and isolated. Her best friend happened to be her zanpakuto. At this point, she aimed to become the top dog around these parts. She aimed to become the Commander-in-Chief of the Onmitsukido and Captain of the Second Division. She knew, for that, she had to ascertain Bankai, which she had been frivolously working on since Aiza's death. She had become known as the Glove-Lady, or the Quiet-Girl.

At the age of 358, Adachi had finally acquired her Bankai. Keittashuuto. Through vigorous training regiments, hardcore missions, a nigh endless head-count for Hollows, the woman had ascertained the key to becoming the best, in her own opinion. Besides fighting and killing, her life had no meaning anymore.

It was at her cornerstone of the age 400 that she had applied for the empty spot of Commander-in-Chief on Onmitsukido, the same day she went for the Captain of the Second Division. It was quite the hectic day, along with countless displays of her abilities that got her hooked on the winning seat. She had finally conquered a mountain of obstacles, and met her goal. The end of that day, she cried into Aiza's gloves. "Are you glad for me, Ai? I did it.. I did it all for you!" That night she cried herself to sleep.

Abruptly doors were kicked in, and dozens of hands mindlessly grabbed her, some of them purposely being inappropriate. Reiatsu bondage played against her skin, burning tightly. She was being abducted clearly. She had no way of defending herself, as she was completely immobile. Every inch of her body was covered with another Bakudo of some sort. She couldn't even speak. Adachi was bring carried into heavens only know where. She was even blindfolded, so sight was to no avail. She could only rely on hers sense of smell, and it smelled like.. Water, granite.. She was underground? Machinery, burning flesh. There were experiments going on.. Before long, the thrashing was over, and she was set against cold hard steel, and things were prodding at her, absorbing her reiatsu, implanting more into her. She had no idea what was going on, but she was slowly slipping away; losing consciousness...

Suddenly, light! Adachi looked around and saw a giant blast of pure reishi coming at her, and she quickly executed a single Shunpo that traversed her to the right of the giant blast. She saw her Lieutenant of the Second Division, aiming to kill her?! "What the hell are you doing, Fuyu? You almost killed me!" The man looked at her with rage, and screamed, "Kill YOU?! Of course I am! Look what you did, you freak of nature! You monster!" The words struck her, despite her clear ignorance of the situation. She looked around, bodies littered the ground. Dozens, maybe 50 or more. The Thirteenth Division Captain and the Eighth Division Captain kneel on the ground, both missing a limb. The rest were seated members of divisions, mostly he second. "I-I did this..?" Adachi looked at her hands, then felt her face. There was something there.. A mask of sorts. It felt horrendous, misplaced.. It felt like a Hollow's. "You freak of nature! Why did you do all of this?! They were your team, your friends.. Family! Are you a Hollow, or a Shinigami?!"

Completely bemused, Adachi fled the scene. As she fled, she realized she was so much faster than she was just yesterday. She was apparently much stronger.. What happened? Why? Was she really a monster? Why was this happening, all over again? Who would come to save her this time?

After running for hours, through Seireitei, she finally thrust her zanpakuto through the air, and the Senkaimon opened. She fled into the Human Realm, afraid of facing reality, or whatever twisted dimension she resided in. As she came about the Human Realm, this mask crumbled, and her energy dissipated with it. She fell to the ground from the sky, and blacked out...

Upon waking up, she was on the ground, on a roof of a building. Unable to help herself, she started crying again. "Why.. What did I do wrong, Aiza?"

From then on, every time she spoke with Shunkashuuto, she had to confront this contorted, disfigured freak of a Hollow form of herself. She spoke with it, understood what it was and everything, but she still needed to know -- where did it come from...? Those were answers she would probably never get. So, for the next few centuries, Adachi trained herself, slowly developing this power - gift, or curse, it didn't matter, it was disgusting. She conquered this Hollow, then developed the power. She gained acquisition of the mask, and would slay Hollow int he Human Realm, trying to help from the shadows. Silently. All alone. She did this for nearly 1600 years, watching the Humans slowly develop. Every now and then she would silently follow a human, male or female alike, from their birth to death, and simply watch their life unfold... It was always interesting. Humans were.

To this day, Adachi remains in the human realm, wandering aimlessly.

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RP Sample
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Role
Play Sample:

The Realization & Manifestation of Air Walking

Upon traversing through the long Forest of Menos, an Arrancar ran into a Hollow - what seemed to be a beastly Adjucha. It was a tall humanoid-canary sort of entity with large wings that surrounded its being entirely. The canary-Adjucha was perched atop a tall and thick stump of a tree, that had seemingly been cut off entirely. As soon as the Arrancar took notice of this Adjucha, it opened its eyes and glared menacingly at the Arrancar, and spoke.
"What are you doing in my Forest, Arrancar?" Clearly it had resolution to its 'dominance'.

The Arrancar felt no need to even bother with such a lowly life form. He felt as though it was lower, merely because it felt so high and uppity of itself. Upon withdrawing his zanpakutō in almost a haste, the Arrancar quickly executed a single sonido, that traversed the distance entirely, and a swift slash at the beast, he felt would end it permanently; shut the thing up. To his dismay, upon realization, the large bird had already taken flight. The Arrancar only knew this because of the loud wing flapping. He looked up, and saw the large bird.
"Don't we have an arrogant little Arrancar here? Hmph, you are bound to the ground. You could never harm me, little thing."

With a hazy glare, the Arrancar looked up. He was being ridiculed, and could do nothing about it. This was just like the time in the Human World. How flustering. He felt so helpless and weak. It was true, he could not stay air bound as far as he knew. But in his retrospect-rage, he quickly executed a single sonido - traversing the large distance from himself on the ground, to the bird in the air. His mind was working faster than he could possibly comprehend its works, and with that his balance was resolute in the air. He stood, in the air, face to face with the bird-jucha. Although without thinking, or retaining recognition of this feat, he impulsively swung his blade. Despite the bird-jucha fleeing once again, it seemed a short span of shock delayed the quickest response, and thus as the thing flew away, on of its legs were completely dismembered. In a frenzy, the bird-jucha exclaimed:
"YOU ARROGANT PRICK! LOOK WHAT YOU DID! DO NOT THINK I WILL FORGET THIS, ARRANCAR!"
Without another word, the Adjucha fled, flying at high speeds through the abysmal sky, zig-zagging around taller branches until sight of it was impossible.
In a rather cocky move, the Arrancar merely hm'ed. It was upon his recognition of being over seven meters in the air that his instincts failed him, and his walk on air 'deactivated', and he fell those seven meters; hitting the ground with a loud THUD. The Arrancar at this point would merely lay there for a few moments, quite dazed at his self discovery.

As the Arrancar nearly mindlessly zipped through the Forest, he rekindled his previous inquiry; what if it was possible to climb the skies? Walk on air? It would be possible, if one could increase the reiatsu friction between the feet used as a medium, and the very oxygen that was contained all around. It would not necessarily be easy, and for that matter, not even remotely easy; but it would be next to no fret for the Arrancar; his specialty was the friction of reiatsu through his body to increase the naturalness of all variables -- namely his speed and sonido. Certainly such majestic entities as such as Arrancar, let alone Espada could be cradled solely to the ground. The sky was the limit. He would teach his body this.
This would be something to think about, or, rather, to do.

Taking this to mind, the Arancar started to execute sonido, each time changing the trajectory upward and increasing the reiatsu output to his feet, altering the general traction so that he could and would gain a fair threshold for stillness; simultaneously he had planned on increasing the velocity versus distance traveled per sonido. Despite all science behind the instantaneous movement, his mind was relatively blank at this point - he knew what needed to be done to get what he wanted, and he would carry through with a drudging pain, until it was accomplished, and even further than that.

Upon finding the tree that had the gashes decorating it to nearly the very top, The Arrancar marveled up at it once again. So short of a time, and already it had more fond memories than anything else in his menial life. With haste, he executed one single sonido that traversed him exactly 35 meters upward. Quickly gaining traction of the trees reversed gravity using his logic and science prior, he gained acquisition of a temporary boon over gravity, allowing him to stay suspended in air a mere moment. He started to count the time that he stayed suspended, but before he could muster the prime digit, he was already falling down. It wouldn't be terribly hard, so he caught his balance in mid-air and landed elegantly. It would, after all, be easier to work upward if he wanted to "air walk" as he had planned.

It was only a matter of moments that he started to grasp the general concept of the air walk. It was the ratio of reiatsu's friction to gain traction over the air, and give a temporary threshold of physicality to put weight on. Certainly this principle could be applied more outward once he got more control of his own reiatsu.

Every few moments, Ulquioza would execute a sonido for a mere five meters into the air, erecting his body, and attempting to stay in the air for more than the last time. A simple, menial task indeed, but it was great. The sky was the limit, after all. Afterward he would simple slowly lower the reiatsu friction to allow less and less weight, thus lowering him steadily onto the ground. Within a matter of an hour, the Arrancar could start steadily walking up the air as though it were stairs, slowly ascending into the sky. He kept going, and going, and as he gained confidence and realization of the practice of the technique, he soon started executing battle techniques including defenses with his weapon, his hands, offensive measures, and soon enough he was able to manifest a doom blast whilst in mid-air, despite the concentration of reiatsu to two particular different areas. With a matter of joy, he came back to the ground, and slowly started walking away, as though this was all just in a day's work.
As a matter of a fact, it was.

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Skill Sheet
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General Skills

• Durability: Master/Advanced/Adept/Beginner
  
• General Speed: Master/Advanced/Adept/Beginner
  
• Strength: Master/Advanced/Adept/Beginner
  
• Weapon Skill: Master/Advanced/Adept/Beginner
  

Racial Skills

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[*]Hoho: Master/Advanced/Adept/Beginner
[*]Cero/Bala/Kidou: Master/Advanced/Adept/Beginner
[*]Zanjutsu: Master/Advanced/Adept/Beginner
[*]Hakuda: Master/Advanced/Adept/Beginner