Massive Rampage! Destruction of old Karakura!

Although Karakura town may have been seen as the perfect city, it wasn't. Poverty still existed within the walls of the settlement, which meant that the poor still existed in small droves, swarming over fires to keep warm during the cold night. The old, abandoned buildings served as excellent shelters. The dilipadated concrete may not have been perfect, but it protected people from the brunt of nature, which was a godsend in the winter. Of course, none of this mattered when it was being torn down like a lego castle. Those trapped inside were, of course, decimated.

As the buildings crumbled down, some particularly brutal scenes took place. In one case, the base explosion was powerful enough for the shockwave to kill an elderly man. His organs were crushed inside of body, causing him to spew a black liquid the moment his life ceased. If this wasn't enough, the fire that came afterwords gristled his flesh, burning away at skin, hair, and tattered clothing like paper dipped in gasoline. As the sickening smell of death and fire filled the nostrils of paniced survivors, their numbers dwindled.

Elsewhere, a small child was trapped under a steel girder. The heavy weight crushed the small frame, pinching off the spinal column and rendering him paralyzed from the waist down. As he young boy coughed up blood, he was tormented for the last dregs of his life. Unfortunately, he could still feel up, which meant that the heavy weight of the metal suffocated the life out of him. Black flowers blossomed behind his eyelids from the pain, especially as his ribs cracked and snapped, the bone eviscerating thin flesh and causing blood to splatter from his body. Then, he too died, his soul rising from his corpes, the chain disconnecting from his chest and attaching to a nearby blanket. The last remnants of his mother, whom starved to death three months ago.

And finally, to top off the sundae, it was time for a small girl and her puppy. The dog's coat was bare and patchy, showing his ribs from hunger. The girl was similar in appearance, her clothing ripped and lacking in many places. The dog and girl were trapped, backed against a corner as vicious flames bit at her skin, surrounding her and the dog. As the dog's barking grew louder, the flames drew in closer. Finally, the air pocket that was protecting them was swallowed in the maw of orange; they were enveloped in flame.

Cooking like the meals they never truly had, the dog and girl's final screams echoed throughout the rest of the building, or would have if the fire's crackling roar didn't drown it out. When it was finished eating, the fire left the corpses black and charred. Skin was missing, bones were cracked from heat, and marrow was leaking out in liquid form. Cartlage was welded together, causing the joints to remain as they were last in death. The figures would forever remain huddled in fear against one another.

But of course, none of this mattered to Urufu. Whistling a pleasant tune, he walked past the destruction as if it were nothing. Chips of falling debris and ash landed on his shoulder, although a quick brush of his white glove remedied that situation. What he was looking for was the one causing this much damage. They would be an interesting opponent. How did the one whom could cause this much damage die? Would it be quick and boring, or intense and playful? It was an aboslutely delicious thought.

Arriving behind the arrancar, he watched him slaughter the shinigami. "Not too bad. Not too bad at all." Still smiling, Urufu actually enjoyed the carnage that he saw. It was something that he practiced himself, for dying with a single would was boring. Blood should show your fight on the ground beneath you, each step written out like a Bee's honey dance. "The name's Urufu. How do you do?" Bowing politely, Urufu introduced himself like the Aristocrat that he was.

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[color=blue]The Espada was laughing hysterically as he shot Bala after Bala towards the city below him. He found it enjoyable that he could sap the pitiful humans' last breathe from their weak bodies.

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