Uthar; Spawn of Baal

Name: Uthar
Age: 10,448
Gender:Male


Appearance



True Form/any Differnt form:N/A (Always in his true form)


Personality: Uthar is more than likely your typical daemon. Quiet and with death always on his mind. His traits of personality are few but they are sure. He is cruel, quiet, un-caring, and Honorable.


History

This passage from a local conscript on the road of Camelot during the time of King Arthur was lost in time and discovered by a member of the Sereitei. For years they’ve had this passage and had no intent of what It ment they figured it was from some army of the past. They had no idea it would be an evil such as this.

Deep in the caverns of the underworld during the time of the first gods there were only three parts of the world we have today, before the spirit world was created by the first pioneers of the dead. There were the underworlds, the heavens and gaia. This was a time of constant conflict between the Underworlds and the heavens over power for Gaia. The battles were terrible for both sides. Basic Demons versus the Basic Angel. The war lasted centuries upon centuries, eons upon eons and neither side ever seemed to get anywhere. Fight upon fight, millions of deaths upon millions of deaths the factions began to believe they needed a stronger being. The first tactic of warfare was born. The decision was to make officers. Each side had no idea that the other thought of the same but some believe that it was the Creator who bestowed this decision in the God’s dreams to see how they would use them. Thus the gods created the Arch – Angels of the Heavens and the Daemons of the Underworld. Seven were created for each causeing a great deal of destruction upon the cities of Gaia. Baal was commander of the Underworlds armies and Micheal for the Angels. For 10, 000 years the war continued on until they finally split the power of gaia between both sides.

After the wars ended and Gaia finally established its structure and the Soul Society and Huenco Mundo was born, the spirit worlds. The angels and demons lost their income of bodies so they had to find a new way of bringing in new blood. So as the world forgot about the terrible beings of their ancestry the Angels and Demons began to breed and lie dormant establishing worlds and a whole lifestyle of their own. But their feuds were always there in each others hearts. An Ancient hate still burned within one particular Daemon. Baal, Commander of the Underworlds did not like the peace that was established within the Heavens and the Underworlds. He still secretly had skirmishs with the heavens without the Lords knowledge. Baal had a secret task force; a brood of personal demons that were strong enough even to match himself; His most skilled and powerful was Uthar. Uthar was more cruel and terrifying than Baal. Baal was much smaller, wasn’t as massive and had somewhat of a kind side. Uthar on the other hand had nothing of good within him. Baal’s first born and most reliable. Baal however was never nervous of Uthar, because Uthar was loyal and honorable. Even though he challenged his brothers and sisters, he’d never challenge his father.

Baal sent Uthar and many missions into the heavens mostly assassination attempts but due to how large and massive Uthar was Baal had to wait for his targets to move onto the out-skirts of the heavens into small villages and there Uthar reigned; Destroying everything in his path. After these actions Baal discovered the abominable actions of the Iramasha Clans. Baal hated this, and he aimed to destroy it as soon as possible.

Uthar returned from his latest mission of Baal’s order and awaited his next assignment. During his briefing he had no idea that this assignment had changed it course to the new Soul Society, he was surprised. Uthar had never set foot there and he decided to accept the task but there was nother one of Baal’s brood that was jealous of Uthar. Bailor Baal’s closest and youngest son. Not apart of the Brood but an actual son; his only surviving son from the war. Bailor had always wanted to take part in the Brood tasks but Baal wouldn’t allow it. So the night before Uthar departed Bailor attempted a terrible task. Bailor aimed to assassinate Uthar during his sleep. From there, there was no chance, Bailor only around 5’6’’ with barly any power he attempted to assassinate Uthar with a simple dagger. But the dagger couldent even penetrate the armor. And with this horrific event Bailor was slain and Baal was furious. With that a great battle broke out between Baal and Uthar and his followers; ultimately ending in the exile of Uthar. Uthar had a plan however; to carry out the destruction of the Iramasha Clan and gaining the favor of Baal and the Lords of the Underworld once more. Up until now Uthar laid dormant within the Soul Society, but now he has awakened after years of planning he is ready to return home.


Powers:What powers does your demon have? Dont overload them with powers~

Skill Level: Powers:
Skill Level: Hand-to-Hand:
Skill Level: Speed:
Skill Level: Defense:


-=Embers of Uthar=-
Embers of Uthar is a passive ability. It is a presence type aura that is super heated and has the appearance of black smoke much like the smoke of burning bodies and such. This is the gate way ability to all of Uthar’s powers. When angered, exicted, or troubled the smoke inflames with embers within the black smoke. It surrounds his body completely.

-=Ivory Plate and Demonic Steel=-
Uthar’s exo-skeleton is extremely tough. It’s a powerful defensive unit that has an unbelievable heat resistant and impact absorption


-=Smoke Screen=-
The name explains itself, Uthar uses his smoke aura to cover his tracks allowing him to take cover, due to his size however it is only for a split second; only enough time to allow haste and first strike.

-=Protective Wing=-
This ability allows Uthar to un-ravel his wings and surround himself within them. His wings as strong as demonic steel allows the wings to act like another layer of armor against his exo-skeleton. Deploys fairly quick.

-=Stone Wall=-
From the Black Smokey aura it spreads out around Uthar and a thick stone wall surrounds him; much like a dome but a small opening at the top, and with it the creveses leaking with black smoke and embers within the cracks and such. Strong wall.

-=Underworld’s Pride=-
This ability boosts Uthar’s combat speed and as the black smokey aura surrounds him it acts like a cloud hiding his movements to the point where the strike is on instant. His body is covered with spikes so it acts like a Damage Sheild. Also decreases his movement speed significantly.

-=Flight=-
Uthar flies into the air high above ground, making him protected from melee attacks unless the opponent also has flying. Almost a passive ability.


-=Honor Call=-
When activated Uthar summons a burning claymore and a tower shield from his smokey aura, burning with embers. Adds Fire damage, and re-summonable if Uthar is disarmed or the weapons crumble; Easily re-summonable. Boosts Uthars attack power greatly.

-=Uthar’s Grasp=-
Uthar’s aura is able to move away from his body for a moment and surround the opponent. Doing this will cause the opponent to slowly suffocate and burn from the heat and black smoke. However the ability is stationary so Uthar has to wait till his opponent is stationary; and the opponent can also get out of its grasp by jumping out of it. However the burns happen almost instantly.

-=Embers of The Underworld=-
When angered, excited or troubled Uthar’s black smokey aura becomes highlighted with embers, which increase the heat of his presence significantly. This bursting trees, and the ground below him into flames. Causing; If the opponent is near him, burns. The intensity depending on how close the opponent is.

-=Whistle of the Hellhound=-
Uthar is able to summon three hellhounds from his smokey aura. However it takes time for them to summon and Uthar is exposed because he had to mold them with his hands from the smoke. Takes as long as two posts for all three. Large 10ft. War hounds from the underworld able to due combat with anything.

-=Call to Arms(Demons)=-
Uthar is able to summon his followers from the depths of hell. His own army of demons small and large. However once the call is made it takes four posts for them to arrive from the earth below. Takes two posts to complete the call. Six post total. These demons may fight along side him leaving a fight that if Uthar is out-numbered; He is able to even the odds. Only lesser demons and normal demons are summoned.

-=Honor Bound=-
Uthar is all worked up over someone with honor. His attack and defense is increased and his movement speed is decreased.

-=Demon Wing=-
Uthar un-folds his wings and uses them as two other limbs, and since they are spiked they act as two piercing or blunt weapons. Enableing him to have four limbs for combat.

-=Blade of Embers=-
Uthar slashes with his weapon and with it a part of his aura becomed totally inflamed in fire and embers which launch in a straight direction infront of him in a cone radius.

-=Hand-to-Hand Combat=-
Uthar due to his size and sheer strength is greatly capable of Hand-to-Hand combat.

-=Breathe of the Underworld=-
Uthar is able to open his mouth from and launch a burst of hellish flames at his enemy, a large blast of fire bursts out his mouth in the direction he chooses to face.

-=Final Battle=-(Use for Uthar’s Plot only)
Using this causes Uthar to die after use. This ability causes his burning aura radius to increase for miles setting aflame anything in its path. Useful for destroying cities and such. Increasing his attributes by 125x. His body taking tremendous strain he is able to move with the speed of shunpo. Only lasts four posts, and at Uthars self destruction a son is born from his ashes.(Only use for his Plot)

Likes:
Uthar enjoys honorable opponents and quiet nights in the human world of Gaia. There isn’t much he cares for so his likes are extremely limited.

Dislikes:
Uthar dislikes almost everything. Life, noise, talking and many other things that the worlds have conjured to be an annoyance. What is dislikes the most is beings with no honor.

Fears:
The fear of falling without honor.

Weakness:Uthar’s weakness is divine magic from the angelic spirits and other things. But due to his demonic nature all angelic foes are brought face to face with their weakness Demonic powers. Uthar however can be slain just like anyone else; beaten in combat.

Role Play Sample:
(Okay, I am going to use old Training threads from an old Forum I used to use.. Two different training sessions.)

Example 1:
The say was bright, and steady. The animals rustling around in the tree tops, while the rodents trestle down on the forest bed and bushes. The birds chirped in the high canopies of the great forest brush. The grass today seemed greener, while the air was calmer than usual. The sun hung bright in the sky, as it overseer’d the land below. In the bright rich baby blue shy there were a few Cirrus clouds which seemed to be formed by past rain. It was another beautiful day in the Soul Society.

As the time focused on another part of the area, within the soul society lied a Ruin of some sort of ancient stronghold or manor. The ruin’s were made of stone and the paths were moss covered. There was still three intact but now outdoor rooms. The walls were crumbled to slanted slopes or their walls had holes in them from eroding stone. Bacteria seemed to lie hidden from the naked eye all over this place, feeding on stone. The stone ground below was mostly engulfed in forest moss. Which sometimes drew small mammals such as deer, and rodents to the ruins to feed. There were many pillars also; Which covered the ground as obstacles. Some of these pillars were broken and on the ground, some stood tall with broken tops. Others were just stumps in the ground proving that these were once great statues or the remainder of pillars.

The three intact rooms were large and side. Seemed to never be touched but one. The first room if one was entering from the northern cove was a bedroom, the door frame was widened in un-even designs which proved that it was crushed. The room had a old withered and warped wooden bed with a single painting of a Human, most likely a Shinigami. This was the owner of the Manor or maybe a butler. The room was covered in small abandoned ornaments and moss covered walls like the rest of the ruins. The following room was what seemed to be an armory or treasury of some kind. It was raided and this was evidence that this place has been discovered before. There were remains of bones, some were a strange suit of form but they were bones. This has many weapon racks that were mounted on the wall, and were usually engraved with a type of Kanji not even Hyoma can read. The final room was far distant from the other two. At the surroundment of tree’s with a open canopy that shined down sunlight on an old ruined crest. This seemed to have the looks of a council chamber or gathering room. There were broken stone seats in a rectangle formation and at the head lied a golden untouched chair that has a separate spotlight shining down on it. The rest were covered by moss and some of the walls had climbing vines which covered the walls.

Hyoma walked into what seemed to be the council chamber; Unlike his usual spot when he would me meditating on the single crest in the middle of the council chamber. This seemed to calm Hyoma down when he meditated. But this time he was hyped and ready for his training. Hyoma walking into the council chamber. He wore his normal usual attire which consisted of a unique coloring of Shinigami robes and his Zanpakutou tied across his back. Hyoma wore a thick beige kimono with a thin brown Kimono over his beige kimono. His Zanpakutou was tied across the left side of his back, so that when he drew it with his right arm, it would be more convenient for him to draw his weapon if he needed. Hyoma also wore a maroon cloth belt with thick maroon prayer beads which he hung around his neck. His body was large and tall; 8’4’’ weighing 800lbs. His fur was white with black splotches and tribal markings. His eyes were white and pupiless.

Hyoma seemed to walk to the crest; He stood there with a high and mighty pose. He seemed to be ready for something; but what? It was training and Hyoma studied this ability in his mind, planning out how he would do this and everything all in his fathers library which he spends most of his time. It was time for Hyoma to put this ability in action. Hyoma looked up at the bright opening of the Canopy; Squinting from the sunlight that pounded on his face. He was ready to begin.

Hyoma instantly jumped up into the air drawing his Zanpakutou he spun in amazing speed with his blade out. It looked like a saw that could slice through anything due to Hyoma’s brute strength. Hyoma then landed, as he cricled himself, scraping his Zanpakutou against the ground below him causing it to spark up. Hyoma then looked up at a point in the wal and he felt a few leaves fall near him. Hyoma felt their presence and used a ~Reitsu Burst~(-10 Reitsu) to push them and crush the leaves to nothingness; Crumbles of leaf particles. Hyoma had did this to use up some of his Reitsu. Doing this enabled him to use the second part of the technique he wanted to learn.

Hyoma after the burst of his own Reitsu, he took three larger strides and jumped into the air, spinning, as he practiced some of his sword play. Swining his blade in the air, wielding it and making it sing in the wind. Hyoma then landed on impact with his feet, crushing the stone below him. Hyoma landed, looking at the golden chair as if there was someone evaluating him, he spun his Zanpakutou in amazing speed, around his back; It looked as if a saw was spinning around Hyoma, he then took a step forward and made a steady slash.

After a moment of setting silence, Hyoma slid his foot back connecting his feet once more. Hyoma doing this looked at the other chairs then at the golden one once more. Hyoma then brought the blade of his Zanpakutou to his right hand; Him not grippin his Zanpakutou with his left hand. He slide it down cutting his own hand for a blood output.(-5 Blood). He then threw his Zanpakutou back up into the air; as it came down Hyoma watched it land cleanly in his sheith.

Hyoma now focused his blood from his wound that poured out a small amount of blood. He focused it into an orb in his right hand, the orb was a decent size and it was a perfectly rounded sphere. Hyoma then began to turn the blood into a liquid metal, as the blood formed a liquid black metal orb his eyes reached to his hand. He stared in his palm; admiring this ability as he found many uses for this. Hyoma then lifted his left hand as he began to play with it, the liquid metal flowing around him, and constantly expanding; this being ~Metallic Blood Fusion~ (-80 Blood).

Hyoma then focused it back into his hand to a larger orb now as it had more room to expand. Hyoma brought the orb back. Focusing his mind to turn the metal to a solid. Doing this concentration Hyoma turned the Liquid Iron to a Solid large sphere of Iron. This Iron orb floated in Hyoma’s hand. Hyoma looking at this he began to concentrate using ~Energy Harvest~(-50 Blood) it formed a crimson red, the same color of Hyoma’s reitsu.

Hyoma then raised his arm as the smelting Iron finished, it was now a orb of raw energy. The heat produced from this made Hyoma sweat in his thick coat of fur. Hyoma then smiled, knowing he used some of his Reitsu he decided to use this for this purpose. Hyoma brought it and focused the Raw energy to Reitsu, as the energy focused it absorbed into Hyoma’s arm restoring his Reitsu(+30 Reitsu).

Hyoma then created another orb. He did this by focusing once more, using the same abilities. He turned his blood that he had, drawing it to a sphere; and orb like shape it was. It seemed unstable but Hyoma made it perfect as it finished drawing blood. The boil tecture was gone. Hyoma then turned it into a liquid Iron and then condensed it to a smaller orb, the higher it was condensed the more density it had, due to Hyoma not playing with it, it had no room to expand. Hyoma then solidified it quickly.

After Hyoma solidified it he wanted to try and use this ability for another use. He noticed that it was made from raw energy from before and he wanted to use this for a more, offensive skill. Hyoma was determined to be the strongest and he knew he could do it. Hyoma focused on his mind, remembering the details he had mapped out in the library he had studied at. Hyoma then smiled remembering how to do it.

Hyoma condensed the solid iron orb into raw energy once more; It being a crimson blood color like before. Hyoma saw the raw energy formed, a grin placed on his face. He glared into the blood color, it felt like a marooned sailor on an Island, fading from insanity; the emotion from this orb put Hyoma into an immidial change of alignment. Hyoma moved his hand with the raw energy; the heat was tremendous; It felt as if he had fire in his hand but it didn’t burn him. It was just a heating feeling with no pain; Hyoma was intrigued by this. Then suddenly out of the blue he heard a sound, a very soft sound to his right.

To the right of Hyoma lied a single damaged stone chair that was covered in moss and climbing vines. Hyoma sighed from this and he felt so aggravated that it was the only one. Him feeling ill from his change in alignment; this was different and only temporary. To the right of Hyoma lied this chair and on it was a bird, a humming bird landed. This was rare for a humming bird to land, and Hyoma’s bloodlust changed his point of view. Hyoma was annoyed and he rose his left hand towards the chair.

With this, the orb immediately warped to Hyoma’s left hand. His palm open the raw energy was pulsing. Hyoma then cocked back his left hand the orb seemed to pulse with a bright color; It was light coming from within. Hyoma then grinned at the humming bird and thrusted his hand forward; with this caused a large blood red flash that streamed out of his hand, and then following the blood red color. A white flash seemed to climb the blood red color, and in an instant, a huge explosion formed around the chair, and the humming bird. Remembering this orb was small, only the size of a modern day walnut. As the smoke cleared; Hyoma’s grin widened as the remains of the chair and the humming bird were nothing but hollow, weightless ash that blew away in the calming wind. This was a ~Raw Energy Burst[/i]~(-100 Blood and -10 Reitsu).

Hyoma picking himself up; as the orb fired his mind returned to the normal kind Hyoma. His body felt strange and Hyoma stood still. He knew that this ability had a side effect. With the raw energy activated he would release his will power to fight enabling him to use ALL of his bodies blood with the drawback of his death. Hyoma feared this, but it was controlled by the disappearing of Raw Energy. Hyoma then stood and looked at the golden chair. He bowed and sat back down on the crest, meditating; He seemed to have finished his training.

Example 2:

Hyoma deep in the Seireitei forest in the parts the his father Sajin has pushed out for him. Sealed in the the wards that Sajin has placed for Hyoma’s training. In the deep ruins the wind was blowing softly and with it; Traveled a cool breeze. The area scanned to be stone and trees. This was the ruin of a deep stronghold of the Soul Society of Old. Some broken pillars; Rounded pillars used to support structures were laid out, and broken on the ground. Some of these broken pillars laid erroded from time. Some deepening holes that lied within the stone. Although, there were many pillars broken a few lonesome pillars still stood strong. Climbed by vines and moss they were still there. Others were stumps or half pillars where the broken pillars on the ground which stood. There were three chambers that stood with walls sperateing them. The canopy treetops were high above. The three rooms seemed to be a bedroom which had marking on the wall. And a portrait of an old man. Another room seemed to be some type of armory with had a few iron weapon racks still up. But this ruin was once pillaged and all belongings except for the picture in the bedroom was gone. The final room was where Hyoma sat, in a meditation form. His Odachi, or Zanpakutou was laid agianst his right shoulder as his hands were slid into his brown and beige shinigami robes. His beads were in his left hand. Inside his large gaping sleeves he twirled them around his fingers, rubbing them seemed to be a ritual for Hyoma during his meditation. Hyoma sat with no slouch in the middle of what is known to him and Sajin as the Council room. There was one single chair, which Hyoma constantly faced while meditating. His eyes closed as always during meditation. He sat in the middle of a moss covered stone floor. The walls were covered in windows with Mosaic glass paintings. Yet they too were broken and some had vines climbing over them. Some chair were broken, others were gone but this single one that stood in the middle. But it had a blood stain in the center of the backstead. There was a symbol in the middle where Hyoma sat on, the tree tops above opened so that the moon light and the sun would point directly on this point like a spotlight; a focal. Hyoma sat.. Waiting for something. Until he heard a distant deep sinister voice. Deep in the distance of his mind. As Hyoma’s face crinched, the voice was a groan.

”Whos there…..”

Hyoma spoke out in his mind, it was dark, emotionless but with a distant light that seemed extremly distant in the back of his mind, he faced that way in his mind and spoke to it. As the groan seemed to direct from that direction.

”Come closer, Young one.”

Hyoma looked at the light, he began to walk but he didn’t seem to move because of the fact that the light was still distant, it drew farther. So Hyoma began to run. He was annoyed at this because he was extremly clumsy and curious, but was smart. Hyoma continued to run. The light kept drifting farther and farther. Hyoma groaning and breathe deepening as he kept running down this path.

”Stop.”

Hyoma tilting his head at this request. He then took a few more steps. On the third step and felt ground, hard rocky ground. Like a cliff. He then was forced to stop by some sort of wind. Hyoma’s eyes were sealed open at this point in time he was scared that he was snarred somehow. His body, nothing was able to move. Hyoma then shifted his eyes to this brightness from afar where the light once was. A shreiking noise tunneled throughout his mind; Meanwhile back in the real world the forest was quiet, and the wind was stunning as it was cool and soft. But due to Hyoma’s fur it did not faze him. The sun was now directly over the canopy opening shining down upon Hyoma like a spotlight. Back in his head the light came quickly, as it passed him he saw a world begin to materialize. It moving so fast it made Hyoma nuashious. Thus bringing it to a stop. As the rapid moveing scenes stopped ; Hyoma was able to move. Leaning forward as the sudden close of eyes came, he fell to his knees. He threw up. Expecting to hear or feel the splatter; Instead he felt the wind and suction of the dropping of the vomet. As Hyoma finished he opened his eyes, and quickly jumped back.

”Aaah!....”

Hyoma quickly jumped back and yelled; Landing on his back from this newly, beautiful sight. Before Hyoma’s eyes was a scenery of magnificient beauty. It was a vast forest with many tall trees, a luscious lake that streamed out to what seemed to be a vast ocean in the distance. The tree tops were full and bushed. More greenery than Hyoma has ever seen. The lake sparkled like a picture perfect moment. He was in shock from the beauty. Birds flew and many animals that he has never read about before walked the ground. Lare snakes and great lizards. The birds were thin with leather wings, he knew now as one flew across his face that they weren’t brids at all. They were flying lizards, some bigger than Hyoma, but they didn’t seem to mind Hyoma. The sky above was purple and pink, with a sun and a moon side by side, the sun alittle bit behind the moon so that the overlapped alittle. The sights of the sparkles of the lake were in the sky as extremly unique stars for what it seemed. This place looked like it was day and night all the time. The lighting was amazeng, it wasn’t too bright, nor was it too dark. The temperature had a breeze but it was perfect. Hyoma then stood on his two feet. He stood atop a cliff. The cliff was thick enough for two, but for Hyoma’s size it was enough for him and some room to walk. He then walked to the edge and looked down upon the ridge. Seeing a grey and darkeneing brown hold that lied vast and deeping with a never ending black focal point. He then heard a bellowing roar, Hyoma not being scared but more curious decided to seek the his vision to stick to the focal point. As the roar bellowed all the animals and lizard creatures shrieeked and ran, or flew away. A large sea crature poked his hind back from the lake and what it seemed to do was dive. From the hole beneath the ridge a voice came with a pileing wind gust, like a fan in a tunnel.

”I see you… Hyoma Ikagri.”

A long serphant like creature with deep green and beige scaled dashed straight out of the hole, the large thick length of this creature seemed to never end from coming out. It has many spined on its back, and it seemed to roll as it reached a hightened length in the sky. It rolled back and it seemed to move back down deep into the hole, Hyoma was now in his tush looking with a opened mouth. As the large leviathan beast vanished the arch returned showing blunt tipped spines and shiny green scaled. The beige scales seemed to be the under belly of the beast. Upon this it moved slowly, as it’s tail was seen far in the distance almost reaching to the ocean; It’s tail was furred with brown and maroon hair, but with a hidden spike in it. The roundness of this creature was thich, thicker than 100 redwoods. Upon arrival of the head, the neck was covered in a mane, much like its tail in coloring and texture. It was maroon and brown with many hidden sharp plack spiked that surrounded the neck. Then two long horns that came from both sides they looked like a elf’s tusks. But were more oriental shape and tribal designed. Some of the points were spiked, the others were blunt like the spines of the creature, these were thick and bridged out across the beats sides. Upon a few moments of those emergeing the beast finally showed it’s massive head. It’s teeth were thick and white pointed and cylindered perfectly. It had yellow eyes with red eye-lineing with a black outer layer. It arched itself high so that two small long arms compared to its massive body was shown. Big enough to deal with but they were still move. Only as thick around at Hyoma. The great serphant looked at Hyoma with a intimidateing look, it’s mouth was closed after bearing its teeth. Thus bringing forth another burst of a roar at Hyoma, some saliva splattering on the sides of Hyoma, but not hitting him. It then closed it’s mouth.


”It is I, Hyoma. I have waited for this moment.”

The creature said with the same deep and sinister voice to Hyoma. The beast swayed it bottom half of the body, it moved along in the air to keep in the air, it seemed to be flying. It’s body was long and serphant like with no wings.

Hyoma looked at this beast with an open mouth, Hyoma quickly stood up as the beast looked and spoke to him. Hyoma was nervous but was not scared. He was more amazed. Hyoma sighed alittle of relief due to the thought that he was not going to be eaten; Closeing his eyes then reopening them as he spoke the words to him.

”Wha-What?... W-Why me?”

Hyoma asked with a shakey voice. He was uneasy about this. But then again he was curious. Meanwhile the wind before Hyoma stilled and leaves and such floated around Hyoma in slow motion as his reitsu grew during this.

”It is I, Oten Tenhu…. Your Zanpakutou.”

Oten spoke these words to Hyoma, decideing it was time to lend Hyoma his strength. He then looked at Hyoma still. Deepining his vision as he smiled. He spoke these words with the same sinister deep voice that sounded like it brewed and bellowed from his stomach.

”Wh-What? What are you?”

Hyoma was alittle nervous but all in the same was excited. He was thus curious about what his Zanpakutou was; It looked likt some enourmous flying snake.

”I am the Forest Father; A dragon.”

Oten spoke with a slight chuckle in his goofy users tone. He spoke with the same deepening sinister voice. He then sighed and spoke once more.

”I need you to be strong, Hyoma.. I have a quest for you, and I cannot stay here long enough with you to explain. You must go back. Take my powers, I will not give you them all but I will give you this much. Take it and do good. For the better of their world.”

At the close of his words, Hyoma froze once more as the the images flew away from him. They swung back, de-materializing before him. Hyoma was then returned to the emotionless blackness of his mind. At the opening of his eyes, he saw the leaves and dust particles revolve slowly around him, then the voice appeared again.

”Call my name, Hyoma. Release me.”

Hyoma looking in amazement at the leaves, as the fainted voice spoke his eyes narrowed with compliance. He then closed his eyes then re-opened them, as he spoke these words a wind , dust and leaf tornado flowed around his Odachi, or Zanpakutou. They swirled blowing at Hyoma’s fur. He looked at forward at the chair. As the wind cleared, there it was. His Shikai, a double opposite faceing blade. 14 feet long includeing the handle. Hyoma then stood up, he having his reitsu suppressed the whole time he was originally training for ~Reitsu Burst~ he then stood tall. Grabbing the handle, holding his blade behind him he growled loud, like a bellowing bear before it’s prey. Hyoma has achieved his goal.

You Sir, Have been Approved for 1-1+ for such a wonderful and thorough app~ Enjoy your stay at Bleach Platinum hearts

Leon gets 1 more week then he is inactive.

Week is well over up.


INACTIVE.