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A renewed confidence was brewing within Tenzen, it began the moment he released his Zanpakuto. Naturally, this would happen with any Shinigami as their Zanpakuto is their own unique source of power and sometimes something more than just that. A close friend, family, lover, servant, equal, or...

Some would call it satisfaction, others would call it glory or success. Higen welcomed both options, unable to truly express how it felt to have his opponent literally crumble in his hands. For a moment he could feel the overbearing force of his grip against the structure of a human body and as...

Lashing out at the Captain with his bizarre haymaker proved to be a mistake, once again proving that getting in close to the Captain is a fatal error. But why? Why did Tenzen close the gap for the second time if he knew that getting close could mean the end of this fight within an instant? It...

There was a tense feeling in the muscles of both hands just as both his strikes made contact. And although the firmness that was often a welcome sight when striking an opponent was quick and fleeting, there was less strength in its recoil. He’d known exactly how much force he placed into both...

Nothing, Tenzen felt nothing from his attempted strike against the Captain, not even the sensation of his blade being deflected. Captain Kagayaki had vanished from sight, where could he have gone? Tenzen's quickdraw happened so quickly he barely has time to think about the Captain's position or...

Something about it all was invigorating to say the least, fueling the seasoned man to instill him with the fire that burned within his former self. As it stood, Tenzen was hoped to be a formidable opponent, and Higen wouldn’t put anything past him, prepared for the most unpredictable of actions...

The blade fell and in turn, the Captain made his move, and from just moving forward the Captain showed just how powerful he was on a physical level. Tenzen watched and absorbed all of it, that first powerful step covered quite a bit of ground, the Captain had good lower-body strength, it may...

On a day as momentous as this, instructed by his proctor to give every ounce of his strength toward victory today, there was hardly a response. Pity. There was a brief spell of disappointment, and then reluctance, understanding the rumored keen mind of his adversary. Even with that mind, upon...

His eyebrows twitched, there was a new sensation in the air one that gave a reason for him to break his meditation. Before his eyes could open he heard the sound of feet pressing against the rough ground, this person was approaching him. His eyes would open and look in the direction of the sound...

. . . “Taichou.. Taichou! Taichou please wake up! Please!” Fuyoko’s Lament resounded loudly in a timeless echo throughout his brain. He had no memory of when these words were said, what state he was in at the time, or what may have indicated such fear in his lieutenant, but perhaps they were all...

So the day finally arrived, the day where Tenzen will finally get to see if he has what it takes to achieve a goal he set for himself once he joined Division 5, obtain the rank of Captain. Though to obtain this he must face one last trial. Trial? No, to call this a trial would be an...

護廷十三隊

Sizzling, the smell of molten and scorched metal fill they air as the after math calms down. The Valley of screams nearly completely repaired from his attack. He had never used Bankai, and never knew it would be so destructive. The armor hadn't moved a single centimeter. He had only talked...

Clang, the sound of steel echoes. Maho can feel it, both his arms make contact. Though he cannot see himself, His senses tell him that Jinno is still there. The pained screams seep into his ear. "Is he fatally harmed? Should I call it here? For a moment, nothing is heard but these pained cries...

Maho and his tricks, As the man came down his slash was met by white, this didn't affect Jinnosuke at all. Now that he was set on killing Maho he traced his location with an experts mind. Feeling the ping of his true reiatsu He wouldn't give away this though, Jinno continued to play into Maho's...

Maho had shown Jinno the error in his thinking. His knuckles burned with the sensation of his opponent's flesh being battered against them. His arms, light, his joints, loosened. He remained calm, almost serene. His breathing mellowed, allowing him to maintain a constant flow of spiritual...

How many mistakes were going to happen. The fight was not going how Jinno had imagined it. He was reacting slower than he ever has. He braced for impact but instead was met with a gust of speed from Maho's fake blow. For half a second, and i mean only half a second confusion was apparent on...

"Too slow...Fool!" It appeared that Jinno had rather swiftly realized the folly in his approach. This Maho could tell. Their many training bouts had often ended with Maho as the victor yet Jinnosuke was a man of intense will. He, like many others in the soul's society, had their share of trauma...

Jinnosuke had practiced this combo for a while now, he knew he would land it with some success. As he closed in however, he was horridly mistaken. Maho was gone. Plain and simple, Jinno was taken aback, but he couldn't worry for too long. Just as the surprise of Maho's speed hit him Jinnosuke...

"Too slow.." or so he thought With his eyes trained on the seating shinigami, even as his form appeared to 'vanish' Maho continued to scrutinize his form. He moved well, yet was far too slow to slip beyond Maho's perception. Every fiber of his being was observed in gross detail. The subtle...