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Daigoro Ito
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||G E N E T I C S||
Daigoro Ito
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Appears 21
||P E R S O N A L I T Y||
At a first glance, Daigoro Ito could be a man of many different moods. If one was to speak to him, they would see him possibly change personality several times throughout the conversation, depending on how he had been spoken to. If one was to speak kindly to him, then he would speak kindly back - and vice versa. If someone was to attack him in a form of anger, then he would defend himself with some form of anger back, although most likely without the same strength and proper rage behind it - one who knows Daigoro personally knows him as a greatly benevolent individual. If you first meet him, and speak to him, he will come off as a man with a smile always across his face, and a kind word and piece of advice.
Daigoro has a crazy ideal. His ideal is that all life is equal, and all lives are to be saved, unless they don't deserve life. He doesn't try to choose who lives and dies, however he will protect those he cares about more powerfully than he tries to protect others. That said, Dai is unbiased in all of his opinions, and tries to take in both sides of the story of an argument, instead of reacting to an 'accusation' over anything else. Now that he finds himself free of binds, he has developed his own honor to a point where orders mean nothing and everything to him; his morals come first, no matter what the situation. That said, if one was to ask Daigoro to kill a simple Hollow, as opposed to an Arrancar or Vizard, he would not hesitate. While he finds that Arrancar have evolved to the point of intelligence and the ability to make choices, he cannot bring himself to understand the simple instinct of a Hollow and will destroy them without thought or regret.
This redheaded Shinigami has a strange and wonderful dream around him; one that he created on his own through seeing everything around him build up and change. Having viewed this war through both sides, he has decided that peace is the true answer, and wishes to remove said battle from the world and create true peace. Sadly, he also realizes that this is impossible, and tries to build it up slowly, instead, even knowing that it's still impossible for the world to achieve this.
In battle, Daigoro knows that he can take most of what others can throw at him. This has made him slightly more reckless, and benevolent to the point of seeming arrogant. If he sees that he might end up injuring others more than they would need or be able to heal from properly, he will refuse to fight someone, unfortunately seeming arrogant to them. When he follows any lead in his research, he will follow any lead that he is given. He says that, instead of losing a good lead, he will always follow what he is given. Even if the lead was a wild goose chase for him, and he wasted his time doing it, it will always be worth it to the Shinigami.
Normally, Dai is exceedingly loyal to those he has sworn his loyalties to. Unfortunately, this loyalty to others has been shattered a lot by the recollection of his own morals, and he seeks someone to be loyal to, trying to find all the right places for it to happen. Because of these morals, he was always dreading the moment when he would have to make the choice. He made his choice the first time, and found himself in K-World. He then chose again, finding himself a rogue, on the run from the world.
He is also generally sarcastic and joking, however he is never malicious towards someone unless he sees some side of them that he doesn't like. He automatically locks onto the good within people, no matter who they are, and will reject somebody if he sees no retrievable good in their heart. His one dream is peace, as mentioned before, and he will do anything to make that goal possible - except for merciless or undeserved killing.
Then, comes the FeralMind. What was previously a reason behind his Assimilated Form has become a normal part of his personality. If Daigoro truly believes that he is about to die, or his emotions are out of control to the point where he can't seem to control them without doing something drastic, he will lose control of his mind and start acting with pure instinct involved. This instinctual form rarely speaks, save for announcing the names of it's abilities.
||A P P E A R A N C E||
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Ever since his time as a Shinigami, Dai's uniform has changed to the one represented in the images. Although his eyes appear green in these images, they are actually red.
||Z A N P A K U T O||
Zanpakutô Spirit:
Ookami is as his name describes. He is a large, white wolf, with red streaks that cover his body. His height is up to about half of Daigoro's, and his weight is equal to that of a small car. His fur itself is very bushy and soft, and he appears to be someone who'd bite your head off in an instant.
His voice is also quite sharp and rough, and the look in his eyes is the same as can be seen in Daigoro's, seeming to be looking off into the distance...
Ookami has several facets to his mind, like Daigoro. He is, generally speaking, completely and utterly paraniod. It was his original reason for sealing away Daigoro's powers in the first place. He rarely trust's Daigoro's opinions, and when he does it's usually for something big. This rampant mistrust is also the reason for Ookami frequently giving Daigoro the most important information in riddles and puzzles, hoping that once Daigoro understands the riddle, his mind is ready for the information.
Now, it seems, Ookami trusts Daigoro a little more.
Daigoro and Ookami's relationship is... fragmented at best. They bicker often, and don't usually see eye-to-eye. However, on the times that they do understand each other, they can work wonders as a team, and few problems are difficult afterwards.
Inner World:
Daigoro's inner world is a large forest - and Daigoro and Ookami reside in a clearing in the very centre. The forest around them is dark, and filled with images of Daigoro's worst fears. As his mind begins to clear and sharpen, the darkness will begin to recede - but it will never leave him until the day that he dies.
Sealed Zanpakutô:
Kanki Okami is a kodachi, a short sword that is less than one foot long. It has a simple hilt, coloured red with white streaks, no tsuka and no distinct markings on the blade. It is exceptionally light, weighing only fifteen ounces.
Sealed Abilities:
When sealed, Kanki Okami takes a small amount of spiritual energy from Daigoro's personal source - a negligible amount. This amount is made into a small and thin barrier around Daigoro's body, protecting him from Reiatsu-based attacks. This will allow him to physically ignore any Reiatsu-based attack up until the strength of Kido 50. This is disabled when he enters Shikai.
Shikai Description:
With the callout of it's release phrase, Kanki Okami slowly dissipates into thin air, forming a light ash around his body that flows around him with electricity crackling throughout - his Reiatsu. When in Shikai, Daigoro gets himself what's known as the Activation of Reiatsu Memory. Reiatsu Memory, in Shikai, holds a single slot.
Shikai Abilities:
Mugen Sozo/Infinite Creationism: As Kanki Okami has no true form, it needs a created medium in order to be able to be used as a weapon. This is similar to Daigoro's Assimilation Creation, however there is another little difference; the weapons created are also able to be shields. Daigoro can use the particles that maneuver around his body in order to create these forms - they'll be crackling with the electricity-like Reiatsu that Daigoro has within his body. The weapons can be interchanged within a single post, with no need for cooldown.
Seishou-Hakaisa/Energy Cutter: This ability can take up to two forms - [Blade Form] or [Crescent Form]. Each of these forms are fundamentally the same, with the only differences being the range and power behind them. [Blade Form] is focussed down the blade of any weapon that Daigoro has created using Mugen Sozo, and has the ability to rend any energy-based attack in two from the touch with the blade. [Crescent Form] is the same, however it has more range - and is weaker in terms of cutting strength. Multiple shots of these can be used in a single post, three per post maximum.
Reiatsu Memory: The Reiatsu Memory is the unique ability that is taken within Kanki Okami. This allows for Daigoro's Reiatsu to memorize a single attack in Shikai. This one attack is imprinted onto the memory, but only a single attack can be imprinted at a time. If another attack collides with his body, then the Reiatsu Memory will overwrite the single slot with the latest ability. For the Reiatsu Memory to work, the attack MUST collide with Dai's body, and abilities that branch out from the original are unable to be imprinted.
Tekiya/Faker: Now, that's not all the Reiatsu Memory can do. In fact, the chief ability of the Reiatsu Memory is to be able to draw out the exact idea of the ability that it has memorized. This idea is then given shape by Daigoro's Reiatsu, and he can use it as an attack, at half-strength. This mimic is perfect, save for appearance. Because it is formed from Dai's Reiatsu, it is colored like his Reiatsu. If the ability requires a different weapon, then the ash will become the required weapon, so on and so forth. Once the ability is used, the slot is emptied. He can use this ability as long as the single slot has an ability stored.
E.G: Archer fires Kaladbolg II, and it hits Daigoro as a Broken Phantasm. The Reiatsu Memory takes in an understanding, and stores the Kaladbolg II in the open slot. Daigoro can then change his zanpakuto into a bow, and summon the Kaladbolg II as the arrow from Reiatsu Memory, before firing it as a Broken Phantasm at 50% strength.
Release: Watashi jikkō subete o omoidashi, Kanki Okami (Remember everything that I take, Evocative Wolf)
Bankai Description: Kakutei Shinkoku o Okami (Wolf of Final Return)
When he activates his Bankai, Daigoro's ash flashes brightly, covering Dai in it's light and dying his clothing white. Other than that, he has no changes in his appearance; if he's holding a weapon it won't change, either.
Bankai Abilities:
Until he activates Nise Kokubo, Daigoro's Bankai abilities remain the same as the abilities that he holds in Shikai. However, the real difference with this is the fact that he now has three slots unlocked in Reiatsu Memory. They fill in from the top, pushing out the bottom memory if they're already full. Other than that, nothing is new and different, until...
Nise Kokubo/A False Defense: When he goes to activate this, his weapon will automatically shatter back into the mist of ash that surrounds him. This mist will suddenly condense over his body, hardening as a nigh-invisible shell of Reiatsu around him. With this, Daigoro loses access to his zanpakuto, but gains greatly in terms of his usual defense - being able to weaken all abilities that collide with him by approximately 25%; so if he is cut by a sword, it will only go three-quarters as deep as it usually would, and so on, so forth. Because of how it works, the Reiatsu Memory in Nise Kokubo doesn't use Daigoro's energy to mimic, it uses a system of energy transfers, converting the kinetic and spiritual energies from the attack into spiritual potential energy, which is then returned as the same attack.
However, a lot also changes with his Reiatsu Memory. While he still has three slots, he can now use either one, two or three slots at once, without losing surplus abilities after use. The actual level of the mimicry reduces, making it a broken mimic that won't have all of the effects of the attack itself. However, the trade-off for this is that he will be able to use it at the exact strength of the PERCENTAGE of the ability that hit him. This means that Dai can only use whatever hit him, even if it looks the same as the ability.
This ability can last for as long as Daigoro wishes to hold onto it, however the true weakness of Nise Kokubo is that he has to throw himself in front of attacks in order to be able to gain any form of attacking a target, save for hand-to-hand combat. This means that he runs the risk of being injured further, despite his already large defense.
HOWEVER, there lies one exception to this rule. And that is the concept of "intention". If an attack is intended on being used to attack Daigoro, then the attack will hit with the fullest strength that it can, with the damage being taken off for the natural defense. But if the attack is sent at Daigoro with the intention of being mimicked by him, then there's a different story entirely. If the ability or attack is used intentionally to give Daigoro a weapon to use, then the damage is reduced further, to 50%. However, accidental attacks aren't counted, and still act as normal attacks.
This ability uses very little Reiatsu of Dai's own, as the Reiatsu Memory also converts and transfers the energy from the colliding attack, sending it back out with the mimic. This is why Daigoro can use Nise Kokubo for such extended periods of time. He can also use branched abilities in this form (i.e; abilities that have been created by the effect of another ability).
Now, for an exact idea of the ability - a couple of examples.
EXAMPLE A: Ichigo uses Getsuga Tensho on Dai. Dai is hit directly by the attack, takes damage, and manages to get back to his feet. The combination of Kinetic and Spiritual Energies are stored within the Reiatsu Memory, converted into spiritual potential. He activates the Reiatsu Memory, using his Reiatsu to create a replica of the weapon used and using the stored energy in the Reiatsu Memory to activate something similar, using the name "Getsuga Tensho" in order to mess with Ichigo's mind.
EXAMPLE B: Gilgamesh attacks Dai with a large amount of projectiles from the Gate of Babylon. Daigoro is hit by these projectiles, taking the damage from them, and absorbing the energy from Reiatsu Memory. Now, because the creation of these weapons is an ability on it's own, Daigoro uses three slots. "Gate of Babylon", "Weapon Creation", "Projectile Fire". He then uses these three slots at once, opening the Gate of Babylon, creating the weapons to be fired, and firing them - until the Reiatsu that he stored is depleted.
This ability has several weaknesses:
- As Dai doesn't have a weapon of his own in this form, he MUST throw himself in front of the attacks of others in order to be able to fight without resorting to hand-to-hand.
- The mimic is always used in what's known as a "Shinigami's Energy", no matter what race the ability is mimicked from. This is because the conversion of energy only knows two energies to convert to. So if a target is able to resist "Shinigami Energy", then they can generally resist the attack.
- The attack must HIT Daigoro's body for it to be able to be mimicked. So if it's an attack that manipulates the surroundings but doesn't actually affect Dai, then he cannot mimic. However, if the surroundings are manipulated and used to attack, Dai can mimic the movement that's made with a simple telekinesis.
- The attacks only seem "mimicked". As Daigoro doesn't possess the energy of the other races, he can only make do with using the energy that he takes in from the attacks and returning it in something he can use. So there may be discrepancies, however the mimic is as close to perfect as possible.
- If a target knows how to dispel or protect themselves from their own attacks, it makes it more difficult for Daigoro to use this mimic properly against them.
- Although the mimic is full-strength, it's only as strong as the energy that's hit Daigoro.
||T H E | S T O R Y||
BIRTH TO THREE YEARS OF AGE; "Lone Wolf and Cub
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- The first thing that Daigoro remembers is the day that his mother died. It was quite a scene, really. This youngster, barely able to talk and comprehend the world around him, watched his own mother die before his very eyes. He didn't understand it, at first. She was moving, and then she stopped. But it was what had made her stop which caused this child to naively wonder what was going on. There was a large stick poking out of her chest. That wasn't there before. That was a strange thing, long and straight. It was made of a strange grey material, though Daigoro didn't understand that it was wood. This grey material, however, had some strange red splatters on it. And these splatters were coming from his mother. And there was more red liquid coming from her chest. The youth didn't understand the circumstances of this event. He couldn’t comprehend the fact that his mother had just been stabbed in the chest with a spear. But he understood that she couldn't move anymore. And so the child cried. He didn't know why he was crying, but he was crying out for a woman that no longer heard him. And he would continue to cry, until he was picked up by a pair of rough hands, covered in more of the red, sticky substance that had been coming out of his mother. A kind pair of eyes appeared in his vision, and the child recognized his father. That caused the screams to die, and Daigoro could only watch the man's face, breathing slowly and making soft noises.
That was the first thing that Daigoro remembers. His mother's death. And so... when that death happened, Daigoro was put into a pram. Well, it was sort of like a pram. It was more a carriage of some kind. He didn't quite know, but it was large. And it was dark inside, with metal—well, it looked like metal—surrounding him. The young baby reached out a soft hand, and touched the material, recoiling. It felt... cold and heartless. But there was only love in that carriage... because his father had made it to protect him. So the child's naïve mind did not mind this. Because it made him feel safe, and safe was a good feeling. Especially for one who didn't know the feeling of his mother's bosom anymore. This armored carriage was built to protect Daigoro, by his father's love for him. And his father, Ogami, had finally decided to take control of what was to happen. The man held a powerful position within the Shogunate of his day, serving as the Kogi Kaishakunin. That position gave him power as the Shogun's Executioner, and at times, acting Shogun. But then... this event happened. Daigoro's family was killed before his eyes, and Ogami returned to find them all brutally murdered with but the six-month old Daigoro, and the crest of the Shogun in the family shrine. This signified a supposed 'wish' for the death of the Shogun, and Ogami was marked as a traitor, forced to run with Daigoro in this armored carriage. But that was not all that occurred within this massacre. The blood that flew around the room had covered the baby's head, soaking down to the roots. The originally black-haired Daigoro was discovered with a hair of red locks that would just not wash away... Daigoro would forever hold locks of hair that were stained red by the blood of his family.
Six months later, Daigoro was given a choice by his father. Before this child, on the dusty ground, Ogami laid two objects. To the left, he laid a small ball, one with a bell in it; a simple child's toy. On the right, he laid a short-sword, a tanto. One that was just the right size for a child this age. And he gave the boy a choice, to choose either the ball, or the sword. If the child chose the ball, Ogami would end his life then and there, sending Daigoro back to be with his mother in the afterlife. But if Daigoro... was to choose the tanto... then Ogami would raise his son to become a warrior. A ronin, an assassin-for-hire along with his father. The child sat there for five minutes, staring at both the ball and the sword, unconsciously working through it all in his mind. As Ogami watched, Daigoro moved from his sitting position into a crawl. Another thirty seconds dragged by, but the boy continued to crawl along and move towards the tanto, placing his hand onto the hilt and looking up at his father with a pair of innocent and childish eyes. Ogami... couldn't help but burst into tears. For his own son, his own flesh and blood, had both chosen to take up a path alongside his father, but also as a cursed warrior. Daigoro would forever walk the path of blood, taking up arms against those who he called enemies, despite not always wanting to. So Ogami couldn't help but cry bittersweet tears, and hope that this all turned out well in the end. Because if his own son died because of this interest as a warrior, then Ogami would not rest until he had completely paid for it, which would end with his own death.
Thus began his son's training. Even though he was only one year old, Ogami was a harsh teacher before he was a loving father. Knowing that they were on the run meant that Ogami couldn't afford to be soft on this child. The pair travelled by day, following well-used trade routes through well-populated cities. Ogami reasoned that the clan that killed their family wouldn't follow them through populated areas; in fact, he was almost completely right. They didn't strike while they were travelling these well-populated routes. They struck at night, when Ogami was watching over his son. It came quickly, the first blade going to strike down onto Ogami's head. The man used his already-honed senses to react at a high speed, turning around quickly and bringing out his own sword to block the attack. Sparks shone out into the night. Ogami turned sharply, seeing the masked man behind him and thrusting his sword at speed. The man never had the chance to even dodge, as Ogami's dotanuki sword made it's way through flesh and bone, forced out the other side of the man's body and killing him quickly. Daigoro hadn't even woken up, and Ogami returned to his usual watch over his son, keeping a close eye on the boy, but another one over his shoulder. This happened at least once a week, and so Ogami decided to train Daigoro harder, and by the time he was three, Daigoro was able to use his tanto as proficiently as one twenty times his age. But that was the only weapon he could use, and he had been trained to use it as a knife, holding it backhand as he fought practice dummies. Daigoro would adopt this style as his own hand-to-hand and generally bladed combat style over the years.
However, this training time with his father was not to last. For... there was something new on the horizon, by the name of Retsudo Yagyu. This man was the one who had ordered the killing of Ogami's family, and the subsequent framing of Ogami himself. This man was the one who wanted his family to take the power of the Shogun Decapitator; so he could add it to the power of the spy system and official assassins. And this man confronted Ogami and Daigoro over a field of bodies, members of the Yagyu family that had been slaughtered by Ogami himself; Daigoro taking down a few men on his own. Ogami turned to Retsudo in the end, and brought his sword down to attack the man. Their blades clashed loudly, and they fought for an hour together, locked in a dance of death. One seeking vengeance, the other power. Ogami's sword was strong, and his attacks swift, but something happened that he had never counted on happening in his lifetime. The dotanuki sword, the one that had survived a lifetime of battles, finally shattered from fatigue, falling to pieces around Ogami and Retsudo. Ogami's end was swift, despite his attempts to fight with a shattered blade, and his meifumado (“Road to Hell”, a term used for a path taken for revenge) finally ended with his spirit leaving his body in peace. But there was no peace to be seen on the battlefield. For Daigoro, having seen his mother's body slump into nothing two-and-a-half years ago, was now watching his father do the same, with a sword through the stomach. He couldn't contain himself, and through angered tears and roaring shouts, Daigoro picked up a spear on the ground, one that had been left by Retsudo. The young boy rushed over the hill of bodies, through the forest of swords, towards the Giant One that had destroyed the only thing that he'd ever loved. And Retsudo didn't resist. He opened his arms wide. He let Daigoro drive the spear into his body, and then embraced the child, holding the young man, hair stained by his own family's blood. The man wept, and Daigoro wept, burying his face into the dying man's chest, looking for salvation. As he pulled away and opened his eyes, blood-stained tears were the next to drop, falling into the eyes of the child. It is not understood why, but that phenomenon caused his own eyes to be stained red as well, with the blood of his enemies. As Retsudo died, the man's words emanated in Daigoro's head.”Grandson of my heart.”
THREE YEARS TO EIGHTEEN YEARS; Turning Point 1: “Kanzaki”
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- The child was found in the midst of the bodies and rubble. They didn't know how he had arrived there, and they weren't sure of exactly why he was in the arms of a man with a spear through his chest. All they saw was this young, red-haired child, crying about the death of these two men beside him. And they could only watch as the boy stood up and walked over to his father, kneeling down beside him and kissing him on the forehead. That's when they stepped forwards and picked up this young boy, giving him love and compassion, something that he had never truly been able to receive since his mother died. His father had tried to give him this as a tool to strengthen his heart, but he had never truly felt it from him, as if there was something missing from it. This was the first time, and Daigoro relished it, holding the elderly man close despite not knowing who he was. The man's name was Oda Kabuto, an old farmer in the poorer regions of Western Japan. He and his wife were infertile, and so to find this abandoned boy was like a dream come true for them. They took him in and began to raise him as if he was one of their own, teaching him how to work around the farm, and the like. This was about the year 1584.
Daigoro became a farm-child, tilling the fields with his new father, and then working around the house with his new mother. Unlike most children who would become lazy, or dislike the work that they were doing, Daigoro relished this. It gave him the chance to learn from his new parents, and the child-of-soaked-blood took every chance he could to learn as much of the language and etiquette of the world from them as possible. Friends of Kabuto and his wife saw Daigoro, and called him “demon” and “oni-spawn”, seeing his red hair and eyes before actually speaking to the rather amicable child. Instead, he was only accepted by his parents, seeking solace in them, learning, trying his hardest to become someone that the public might accept. Despite being hated by everyone, he only wanted to become friendly with them, and try to make some sort of friendship with other villagers. So by the time Daigoro was five years of age, he had become, well, someone who could be respected, as opposed to someone to be feared. This young boy knew how to speak properly to the masses already, and was a charismatic gem.
The years went on, and Daigoro slowly trained himself to become more of a public speaker. He was beginning to understand it now, why the people hated him. And so he decided that he was going to fix it, covering his head up with a wrap when he went to speak, hiding away the red locks that the populace hated him for. As he slowly came to this understanding, he met his first love. Fourteen years old, he was. Fifteen years old, was she. Their eyes met across a table, and they began to converse. It was a simple conversation, at first. They just started talking about random things, and continued to speak to each other. It was as if there was nothing else to it. Daigoro began to do his chores around the farm faster, making sure he got it done so he could meet up with her later in the day, in the town. He didn't know it at the time, but he'd fallen in love with her. When he actually thought it over it seemed strange, but being by her side just felt natural to Daigoro. Although he hadn't originally planned on it, he eventually decided that he would take the farm off his parents when they grew older, and he knew that he needed a wife, someone who could possibly bear children for him. Even though he was only fifteen by this time, he was at that level where he could understand this need, simply because his childhood had ended when he was six months old.
He had planned on proposing to this woman, when he turned eighteen. The relationship between Daigoro Ito and Kanzaki Moui was one that lasted for the entire time, Daigoro courting her when he could, and Kanzaki listening and taking it in her stride. She was, to say the least, in love with him too, and expecting some kind of proposal from the young man. And so it came, Daigoro's eighteenth birthday. It was a day like any other, Daigoro celebrating for a while with his family before taking his leave and travelling to the town to meet up with Kanzaki, whom he was going to propose to that day. The young Blood-Head continued down the path, before feeling a wind blow past him, and a large group of horses trample the earth at his side, knocking him away. Dai was unable to do anything as he flew off the road, blasted by the sheer power that the horses exuded with their wind, landing off the road and sliding a small distance. The horses travelled into the town, and Dai managed to get up, mostly uninjured, and follow along without too much argument with himself as to their reasoning.
He entered the town as he would, and found one of the horsemen locked in an argument with a young woman. Closer inspection revealed the soft features of the woman that he loved, and he couldn't do anything. He couldn't do anything as the bandit picked Kanzaki up. He couldn't do anything as the bandit climbed onto his horse. And he couldn't do anything as they were carried away. He could only watch. He could only watch with a pair of red eyes, brimmed with tears of rage and sadness. This was the first of the “Turning Points” of Daigoro's life, a group of moments that he decided that he needed to change himself and fix a part of his morals and mind. This “Turning Point” was the one that caused Dai to decide that he needed to be stronger. He needed to be strong enough to protect the ones that he loved, and so... he joined the Western Japanese Army, almost immediately finding himself placed under General Mitsunari Ishida, whom he instantly found amazing; swearing full loyalty to the man.
DAIGORO'S DEATH; “Sekigahara”
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- And then came the day of truth, the Battle of Sekigahara. This was the decisive battle between the armies of Western Japan, and the armies of Eastern Japan. 21 October, 1600, and Dai was, sadly, on the losing side. With a polearm in one hand, and a shield in the other, Daigoro began to attack as many soldiers as he could, sticking around Ishida and making careful sure that he protected the man. They lay siege to Fushimi Castle on July 19, eventually moving to Sekigahara. Even though the western forces had tremendous tactical advantages, Ieyasu had already contacted many daimyo on the western side, promising them land and leniency after the battle should they switch sides. Notably several western commanders holding key positions were lured over to the Tokugawa cause.
Kikkawa Hiroie and Kobayakawa Hideaki were two such commanders. They were in such positions that if they decided to close in on the eastern forces, they would in fact have Ieyasu surrounded on three sides. However, Kikkawa Hiroie, who was a retainer of the Mori clan, believed that Ieyasu would ultimately be victorious, and made a secret pact to keep his clan out of the combat. Hiroie's troops formed the front lines of the Mori army, which was commanded by his cousin Mori Hidemoto. When Hidemoto decided to attack the Tokugawa forces, Hiroie refused to comply, claiming fogs prevented movement. This in turn prevented the Chosokabe army, which deployed behind the Mori clan, from attacking.
Even though Kobayakawa had responded to Ieyasu's call, in the actual battle he was hesitant and remained neutral. As the battle grew more intense, Ieyasu finally ordered arquebusiers to fire at Kobayakawa's position on Mount Matsuo in order to force Kobayakawa to make his choice. At that point Kobayakawa joined the battle on the eastern side. His forces assaulted Yoshitsugu's position, which quickly fell apart as he was already engaging Tōdō Takatora's forces. Seeing this as an act of treachery, western generals such as Wakisaka Yasuharu, Ogawa Suketada, Akaza Naoyasu, and Kutsuki Mototsuna immediately switched sides, turning the tide of battle.
The western forces disintegrated afterwards, and the commanders scattered and fled. Some, like Ukita Hideie managed to escape. Many others did not. Shima Sakon was shot and wounded by a round from an arquebus and Ōtani Yoshitsugu committed suicide. Mitsunari, Yukinaga and Ekei were some of those who were captured and a few, like Mōri Terumoto and Shimazu Yoshihiro were able to return to their home provinces. Mitsunari himself would be executed. Daigoro... died in this battle. Even as the fight went on, he soaked the earth with the blood of several enemies; but there was too much for him. His blade struck and struck again, but he was finally wounded by a sword to the chest, a single slash knocking the redhead back. He tried to strike back at the one who had wounded him, but another polearm was driven into his stomach. Daigoro attempted to struggle, but he couldn't do anything, as his vision faded into nothing. Nothing... nothing... no...thin...g...
Daigoro was led to Soul Society, but mistakenly put into Rukongai because of his father's low social standing with the rest of Japan as a Ronin. He lived in District 79, and killed just to survive. His most notable killing was the Senkigo Gang, where he killed every single gang member, just because they tried to kill the members of his 'family'. This was about 30 years after his death.
It was about this time in his life that Daigoro began to see that what he was doing, even if it was to survive, might have been morally "wrong". He decided that maybe instead of allowing the killing to continue, he could unify the people. So he decided to try to become a Shinigami. Once he had enrolled in the Academy, he got to work.
Throughout his time in the Academy, Daigoro found his own skills lacking when it came to Kidou. He could focus the necessary energy, but he was never able to get the spells to fulls power, or get them to shoot perfectly. So, instead of trying harder at it, he simply gave up on it. He told himself that there wasn't any need for him to use Kidou perfectly, and he never really trained it afterwards.
On the other hand, once Daigoro discovered shunpou, he found that his forte lay with that skillset. He knew it would be rough, but his mind was set on learning this skill. During the entire time in his training, he focused on that, and his hand-to-hand skills as well. By the time he had left the Academy, his speed and reflexes were trained to his current physical limits.
And so he decided that he would join the Second Division - a rash decision on his part - as it involved him being forced to kill on orders. But instead of chaning out to another Division, Daigoro tried to use this as a catalyst to make his work better still.
Discovering his shikai itself was a complete accident. He was in the middle of one of his training sessions, working by himself on a few different moves that he had created himself, crossing his shunpou and his swordplay, when Ookami himself decided that Daigoro was ready, and released his shikai. The shock caused Daigoro to fall over in fright, until Ookami explained what had happened, and how his shikai worked.
That was about 600 years previous. Daigoro cannot remember much of his life in the 200 years up until 2010. He only remembers that his tattoo appeared some time during that period, and that he could always feel some sort of power emanating from it.
In reality, those two-hundred years were spent training under the guidance of Kin Irashima and the rest of his Kokuryuteshi forces, while still being a member of the Second Division at the same time, to keep up appearances. During this time, he managed to obtain bankai, and was poised to be a force to be reckoned with, when he was suddenly sealed by one of the higher ranking members of the Kokuryuteshi. It is unknown why they did this, but it is known that a lot of the members knew about this seal, and every commander was told the phrase, but not the purpose. Along with his powers, Daigoro's memories of the Kokuryuteshi were sealed at the same time. He simply awoke in the Second Division barracks one day with a feeling that he'd forgotten something important...
Now that Kin has been reawakened, 400 years later, Daigoro's mind is in danger of being released once more.
Roleplay Sample: (This is from another site, with a different character.)
As he ran, his feet made hollow noises with each smacking note on the ground.
"N-no! Get away from me!"
He would scream out at the top of his lungs with each step.
Thump. Thump. Thump.
The sound of approaching footsteps. He couldn't bear it.
"Haah, haah, haah!"
His foot found a root in the ground, and he could all but stop himself from face-planting into the ground.
THUMP. THUMP. THUMP.
No, they were coming! No, no, no, no, nononononononononononononononononononoOOOOOOOOOOOOOoOoOoOOO!
"I WON'T LET YOU KILL ME!"
He sat up suddenly, and his eyes reacted to the low light that came in, filtered by the ragged curtains that barely covered the dirty glass. What was he, a Xingese EMPEROR, doing living in squalor like this? This place... it did not suit one such as him. The man's eyes glowed blue, and he stood up from the bed with a soft sigh. He reached up behind his head, and placed his fingers onto the transmutation circle on his neck, changing his eye color from blue, to a rainbow shimmer.
From then, nothing was hidden before. The Mystic Eyes of DarkVision. They allowed him to see everything that was laid out before him, perfectly. It was as if night had turned to day. He grinned and picked up the metal bar on the bedside table, sliding it into his pocket. This would come in handy. He walked towards the door of his motel room, and then shook his head. Turning away from the door, he walked over to the window. He slid it open silently, and clambered out, jumping down to the East City streets. He landed quietly, and stood up straight with a devious grin on his face.
In case you hadn't realized, this was no longer Saeji Aeries. Well, it was, just something different. He had seen himself about to die. That always triggered it. Even if it was a dream, it would always happen. He stepped out into the streets, studying the few midnight shoppers. There was one. She looked Xingese, she probably knew the language. He smiled softly and seductively, and walked over to her, studying her curves. He grinned, and edged up to her.
"So, come here often, ma'am?" He winked at her - and she recognized his language instantly.
"Oh, you're Xingese? What's your name?" The man reached up behind his head and placed a pair of fingers onto his neck, his eyes suddenly changing color and glowing gold. There was nobody around. This would be over in an instant. The second their eyes locked, he spoke.
"Nanaya."
"AIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"
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A burning headache. It was what brought him back. He groaned, and stepped backwards, placing a hand on his temple in an attempt to curb the pain that he felt. He looked up and around. Strange. Why was his Alchemy active? He felt up around his face, and blinked. His glasses. Why wasn't he wearing them? And... he looked down at his right hand. Nanatsuya... it was there, and revealed, covered in a small layer of dripping blood. He felt his heart stop for a second. Blood?
What is the... He stepped back, as if he had answered his own question with the next gaze. He saw red liquid on the ground before him, and his heart restarted, beating a steady drumbeat in his chest. He was going to faint at this rate, his vision was already blurring. He reached up behind his neck, and changed his eyes back from the Mystic Eyes of Enchantment to the Mystic Eyes of DarkVision, and looked down at the pool, and it's source. And instantly wished that he hadn't.
Everywhere. It made him sick. There weren't any recognizable human pieces left. A leg here, a few toes there. Hell, her face was mutilated beyond recognition. It was no longer something that Saeji could call human, and he had to get away from it. The boy turned around sharply, slid the knife back into it's hiding position, and ran away, back to the motel that he had come from. If he could just hide out for the night... He jumped up the fire escape, and flung himself through the window. He closed it, wiped the blade hurriedly, and clambered into his bed. He would go to sleep, let this headache die out, and hope that this was all a bad dream...
THE NEXT MORNING
It had been a simple morning. Ace had gotten up and had a frugal breakfast in a small cafe under his motel. It had been a normal morning, and the thoughts of the previous night's events had not crossed his mind any longer. In fact, he had simply shrugged them off as a bad dream. As he finished his food, he began to notice the abundance of police cars streaming past him, in the reflection of his glasses? Hm? The spoon stayed in his mouth as the young Emperor stood up. He placed the spoon down on the table, left some money, and walked out of the building, staring down the street. There was an abundance of lights - red and blue. That meant that the police were there, but why?
He adjusted his glasses and wandered down the street, pulling a small notebook out of his pocket. Maybe he could learn something? He walked towards the sources of the lights, stepping behind a police officer, who didn't really even notice his presence. But what he saw...
Ba-THUMP. His heart beat heavily in his chest, and he felt his breath leave him. It was...
Ba-THUMP
It is your prey, Saeji. Nononono! He stepped back and closed his eyes tightly. That sickened him. It was the woman from last night. Piece for piece exactly as he remembered it. He didn't kill her! HE DIDN'T KILL HER! A police officer turned towards him, just as he began to run off, footsteps clashing with the ground, now wet with drizzle. The officer shrugged him off as some kid sickened by death, and turned back to his duties. But Saeji continued to run, until he found himself standing beneath a shelter, watching the rain fall through worried eyes. He couldn't tell anyone that he thought that he did it. He just couldn't...
"I'm not a killer..." His voice... was barely a whisper.
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- Weapon Skill: Beginner
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Re: Daigoro Ito
Fri Aug 05, 2011 7:19 am
Zanpakuto and Abilities changed. =w=
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Mon Aug 15, 2011 5:41 am
Fixed Nise Kokubo; underlined.
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