[BSD-RP] Human World: Karakura Town

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“We make the first move.”
Those were the exact words he wanted to hear, after being denied his bout with the Hollow he WON'T be denied this battle. Blume lets loose her golden arrows saving the small Shinigami in the process. Silas followed up this effort by launching his own ranged offensive in the form of Seele Schnider. From what he can observe Silas and Blume must be the two strongest Quincy on this battlefield. This is an assumption based purely on their lack of hesitation and calm demeanor while faced with an anomaly such as the Hell Gate and the Sinner standing in front of it.
“Use ranged attacks, but only those that can control their arrows’ trajectory!”
"What the... Who is this dude?"
Dominic thinking out loud as the Shinigami began spouting orders at the Quincy. Whoever he was he had guts and that sort of person is going to be perfect to scout out the enemy's abilities. It is not unheard of for fighters to scout out their future or potential opponents be it watching replays of their fights or attending them live. Right now that logic is being applied to this hellish creature and how it responds to the Shinigami and on coming Arrows will give him a bit of info on what to look out for. The main concern was that this thing was "eating" whatever got near it, Zanpakuto, Arrows, it didn't seem to matter. But just how strong are those jaws of his? Every Quincy here seems to have their own forte of combat, all of them being ranged save for Dominic. That question of how strong the jaws of the thing are is something Dominic is about to put to the test with his Blut. While his eyes were locked on the Togabito from his peripherals he saw Fredrick raising his arm in his direction, he turns his head and catches a glimpse of several Gintō being tossed his way. He catches then and lets out a bit of a laugh.
"You're a walking armory man haha!"
Dominic being ignorant of the ways of proper Quincy combat doesn't realize that Fredricks assortment of tools is standard for any Quincy even if he is carrying a bit more than average. Shortly after his comment was made the Gates of Hell began to inhale trying to pull in any and all those who couldn't keep their footing. Dominic squatted down, raised his arms up in an "X" type guard, and turned his feet inwards at an angle to somewhat anchor himself down. However, things go from bad to worse as this thing begins to yell about some Arashi Suta person and during the course of this yell he unleashes hundreds of thousands of Golden Arrows, the exact same that Blume had fired.
"Is this asshat duplicating whatever it eats!?"
He shouts this as the sound of a loud MG drowns out anything else he has to say as Fredrick begins to dwindle the number of arrows to a small few and this gives Dominic the queue he needs to do his job. Thankfully Fredrick's handiwork spared them from being surrounded and with the few arrows coming down at them from above Dominic can act as a shield for Blume. He positions himself above her allowing his body to intercept the few Arrows that made it through. Soon after this they begin to strike Dominic sheering off his tailor-made suit and revealing beneath it only a pair of white shorts adorned with a belt that was almost reminiscent of a championship title. Smoke rises from his body from the impact of the Arrows but he seems relatively fine, uninjured to be precise this was his Blut at work. Dom's body is his weapon it is honed and perfected to a high degree and as such he takes good care of his weapon to ensure there are never any nicks or damage done to it. His mastery in Blut is evidence of this care and training. A subtle blue glow shrouds his body, his hands move to stash away five of the Ginto into his pockets before the same energy envelops his hands.
"This is a damn exciting night... Blume! Use Ransōtengai on me please, I gotta get close and personal with that bastard to do damage. If YOU think shit is looking dicey just reel me back in because I don't retreat willingly!"
Dominic Enters the Ring
The smoke finally clears to show Dominic in full battle gear made up of Reishi, from armor to boxing gloves he definitely looked the part for someone who was ready to brawl. He jumps up a single time and flies in towards the Togabito with aid from the inhaling winds of the Hell Gate and his own Hirenkyaku. He paid no mind to the struggling Shinigami as his one goal was to send that thing back to Hell and besides, from what he knows and understands, Shinigami are the enemy. During his flight towards the Togabito, he had a rather whimsical thought and it was that the wings on his armor made him seem angelic. According to their history, Quincy took an angelic appearance when bestowed powers from their Emperor.
"Damn, I guess it's only fitting that it be us Quincy to send your ass back to Hell!"
As Dominic finds himself nearing the Togabito, sliding around to the left side of it as he creates a Reishi foothold to slow himself down as he lifts his left arm up to guard his head and pull his right arm back to throw a punch. He had slid around to the left of the Togabito to avoid the Seele Schnider fired by Silas and hopefully, this will draw the Sinner's attention just enough to create an opening. The young man seems simple-minded, headstrong, and wreckless just as the first Shinigami did who was barking orders. But none of those things can describe Dominic as he has a plan and no proper MMA fighter bets everything on a single move or plans a knock out within the first opening seconds of the bell. Dominic was ready to go the full set of rounds and with the aid of his newly found comrades, they'll put this thing back where it belongs before the final round even hits.
He's close now, within punching range of this horrid beast and as he takes a good look at it his pupils shrink, showing focus as he unleashes a blindingly fast straight punch to the left side of the Sinner's head. A lackluster of an attack at first glance, yes, but like a shuttle being launched into space, this is only the first stage of its ascension. Reiryoku reinforces the young man's body beyond human limits and...
BOOM!!
His fist accelerates, breaking the sound barrier and creating a violently loud sonic boom to follow it. If the Togabito thought it could follow the initial strike it would be baffled by the sudden and drastic speed increase. The increase in the speed of this punch was deadly without a doubt, however, there was power behind this punch enough power to blow the head of this thing clean off. Dominic didn't follow up with another strike because soon as that straight was launched his right arm was back in place with a full boxing guard up. To be this close brawling with something that eats Reishi Arrows and the metal of a Zanpakuto must make the boy crazy, that, or he has some trick he has yet to reveal.

 

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Even without the incessant chattering of these newly arrived shinigami, Blume did what she thought was best in assessing the threat. If she’d gone all out from the get-go, the situation could have turned even worse than what was to come in the Togabito’s retaliation. To be completely honest, she wanted to lose her arrows into the one that made a flashy entrance in an attempt to save his blue-haired comrade, but she was far ahead of him. Having yet to pry her eyes open, Blume was intent on keeping those around her safe, and feeling as the boisterous Shigami leaped forth towards death, he was saved and provided a sense of security if only for a moment by the gargantuan woman that battled a hollow prior.
Her head tilted at a slight angle, in the direction of Oyama, sensing that the Shinigami had landed safely in the area where the brunette stood, spouting her words of challenge. The fierceness of the lieutenant’s reiatsu coming forth in a haunting blue stream showed that Amazon meant business. The sound of the Togabito’s grinding crunches are audible, and Blume can not help but grimace. Alarms blared in her head at the unharmed entity that stood before them. The stream-line of her arrows are nonexistence in the physical plane, nor in the spiritual sense. Disappearing so easily and suddenly, as if never having been released at all, Blume’s finger twitches in anticipation.
In an instant, heat overwhelms the area, but those shinigami closest to Hell’s Gate would feel the brunt force and may as well be charred if they were unable to evade the hellish heat. However, it seems that it only grows worse from there as Blume feels the pull of Hell beginning to make a break and take anything and everything it can within its gaping maw and she releases the make of her heilig bogen and even as she begins to feel the tug of Hell, she activates her Schnelles Skaten and creates a foothold for both Mia and Dominic. The cracking and groaning of man-made structures closest to the gate coming apart only to fly into the gate echoed throughout the immediate area. Between each individual, Blume and her party were the farthest from the gate. Chaos ensued, and even over the rushing wind that dared to tear all that opposed it, the young Diamante clearly heard the grievances that plagued their common enemy as the Togabito bellows out the name of the shinigami -- she could only assume -- that they were searching for.
Even the building that her group was standing on was beginning to feel the vicious pull of Hell and rumbled beneath their feet. Blume was forced to look upon the familiar golden glow that masked the gaping darkness that once resided within the Togabito’s mouth, and from it exploded into an insurmountable amount of arrows. It lined the skies, blocking the sight of the night sky and replacing it with a once warm, golden property into something dingy and filled with evil intentions. It was an intense variation of Licht Regen. Blume did not fear for her own life, but instead, was in worry of those that surrounded her.
"Is this asshat duplicating whatever it eats!?"
Before them, Blume observed for the slightest of moments as Silas claimed to take on the brunt force of the barrage of arrows that threatened to rain down on them like a raging storm. It was clear that the Togabito was not here for Quincy in the least, and she was tempted to take her group and evade the immediate battlefront for their own safety. However, the Shinigami already looked as if they were close to exhausting their reserves, other than the Amazonian of course from what Blume could tell. Glancing upon Silas, the man was clearly trying to make a statement, but he was doing it in the wrong way as they did nothing but continue to rain down upon Karakura’s Shopping District.
Fred had left the area where Blume, Dominic, and Mia stood, appearing near the Shinigami, just hovering above them on a self-made platform and let loose his own barrage of bullets, but the result remained the same... And for those arrows that rained down upon their trio, Dominic had moved in front of her and Blume couldn’t help but widen her eyes at the sight. Granted it was his job to protect her, but she never thought that he would do it so willingly like this. The blue glow of his veins were bright and she immediately recognized the use of Blut Vene that protected his body from the brunt force of the arrows and despite the smoke that arises upon impact, Blume can clearly see the image of Dominic before.
This is a damn exciting night... Blume! Use Ransōtengai on me please, I gotta get close and personal with that bastard to do damage. If YOU think shit is looking dicey just reel me back in because I don't retreat willingly!"

“No.”
Honestly, seeing him outside of a suit was better suited to him. If they survived this encounter, he was free to wear whatever he found easier to move in but the glorious display of his reishi-concentrated attire would not be used tonight. Not against this type of enemy at least. Pressing just her fingertips against his back, Blume retracts them and from her fingertips are translucent threads that begin to spread apart to touch upon each of Dominic’s joints. He jumps a single time and leaps forth, but he would find himself halted and pulled back down almost immediately. Upon his touchdown the shadows beneath their feet would lengthen even farther than beneath the might of light of her golden arrows. There was no telling as to whether or not that he could release another swa, or possessed any other hidden techniques. He’d consumed more than just her arrows.
“I need you here.”
Tearing through her coat are golden wings that sprout from behind her back and a pair of arms that rise from the lower tier of these feathers, extending and forming fists at the ends of it, poised in a grasping form. Hovering above her head was a halo, glimmering. While this sudden transformation would elicit an arrangement of responses, the appearance she possessed had a similarity to the rumored Quincy’s Vollständig. This new appearance is simply the most concentrated form of her reiatsu, capable of enhancing her close range maneuverability. Raising her left hand into the air, the same golden arm mimicked and followed suit, hailing a silent call that forced the arrows that were released by the Togabito to be directed right to her, using her unnatural abilities on order to pull such a massive maneuver.
Despite its golden light, these rods have been tainted with the imbued essence of others. While these arrows were able to create sizable holes in their targets upon contact, there was another property that they were capable of. Unbeknownst to any of those present, Blume’s arrows project and withhold the same properties that she holds within herself, and if these arrows released by the Togabito mimicked hers to a T, then she would have to make them come to her. Her absorption abilities are extreme, dangerous to those around her, and especially lethal to enemies that make contact with it. Heimkehr (帰国, "Homecoming") begins to call upon these hundreds of thousands of arrows that litter the sky and Earth up of the same properties as her own creations, those that have been amplified by other attacks, and those left untouched would all come racing towards Blume who acted as a pillar. From arrows, to stray reishi particles, including the kido that had been pinned prior, would begin flying towards the golden pillar.
Palm open, Blume begins to feel the power of her arrows crashing into the golden arm, and with each thousand that came crashing into her arms or wings, they grow large to compensate for the massive influx instead of having it taken within her body as it is outlined in a warm golden glow. The gravity of her power is what keeps her grounded, even after the rubble begins to peel away from around her. The gentle glow of reishi beneath the souls of her feet reflect the concentrated use of her Schnelles Skaten. With the multitude of the essences within the palm of her hand and multiplying with every passing moment, Blume could only wonder if the power this entity held was able to eat and return attacks, just how much was too much before he would implode on himself? If he was capable of turning a mere quad of arrows into hundreds of thousands, would returning the volley only cause that damage to increase even further if retaliated? It was a risk she wasn’t willing to take… Not yet at least.
There had to be another way for this Sinner to be cast back into Hell. The chains that this being would be unbreakable. Blume recalls seeing the pluses that roamed the streets of Karakura upon her release, the distant clanking of chains echoing in the back of her head as they dangled from within the center of their chests. While they acted as lifelines to most of these ghosts that roam, Blume doubted that they were the same for those that escaped from Hell itself. As he stands there, the light of Hell only exudes the darkness that paints his silhouette.
“There has to be something else.”
If the Shinigami were unable to pull themselves together, then the Quincy were the last line of defense, so she needed something or everything would be for naught. Her eyes glow brightly, just as her reiatsu, as she searches for something, some hole when she realizes the simplest of things… The reiatsu that had been exerted by the Sinner mimicked that of a Hollow. While not exactly resembling a hollow, the same properties could be applied, and if her intuition blessed her, then she would be correct in her assumption. Like all things of that wretched race of monsters, breaking off the mask that sits upon its face would mean the end of this entire ordeal. The Quincy were well suited, had it not been for the fact that this beast was able to eat and retaliate ten-fold, and the Shinigami wouldn’t dare risk getting close enough to break it… Or would they? One of them did jump in without a second thought and was promptly caught. Dominic was close to doing the same thing but she had pulled him back.
It was a phenomena that Blume never thought she would witness, let alone partake in.
It needed to be timed correctly.
She was determined to come out of this alive.

 

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C L A N G

The sound of a face hitting upon something hard is heard. Kyo wasn’t damaged from this - but he was definitely surprised, as this was an odd gift to say the least.

'Hmm? Isn't this...?'

He felt a peculiar energy permeate his body from what he had hit upon. It was an energy he knew of. Quite well at that. 'Sensei?' He wondered, as he proceeded to move his hand forth. He touched upon a metallic cage of sorts, its feeling upon his touch reminded him of iron. He could also sense from within this cage energy radiating towards the outward - its tingling sensation having an effect he knew of.

'Healing. This sensation. In’t this... Yes. It is her.'

He had felt his wounds closing - the ones he did upon himself by himself. All closed, minus the last one. The stab in the heart. It was - after all - impossible for this wound to close, as it is not a physical wound. It is one that exists within Kyo’s body itself, a void state within his heart - his weapon simply helping Kyo to unlock it.
It is here that he smiled. His smile, one that his sensei - as he called her - would know and shudder seeing it, albeit for different reasons. It was, after all, a smile so evil that would make one feel shivers upon them. As good as Kyo is, this is the truth. He is another villain, a wolf, wearing the mantle of a sheep. And today, today is the day that what a void means, what the action of stabbing himself within his heart means.
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"You can call me Forlorn, my Vacant."
Words spoken from a friend. A friend Kyo knew best. His own spirit. His own friend. The being that knew him the most, as he too knew of her the most.
Chūkū Ha
He is the spirit and the name of Kyo’s Zanpakutō.
Chūkū Ha
It is also a being of mysteries, and a being that signifies quite a lot for Kyo.
“My Vacant, once your enemy appears and you need to destroy, you only need one thing. Become a Chūkū Ha, a Hollow Blade.”
Chūkū Ha’s words continue. Her voice mesmerizing. His stance strong. Its words striking true.And thus, Kyo saw how Forlorn, the way the spirit wished to be called, stabbed itself. Its heart eroding. Quickly its existence nearing a null. And Kyo understood. He understood what this technique is.
A technique that is a double Edged Sword. A technique to become a Void itself.
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But let's back up a bit. Forlorn and the Vacant - Kyo - stand in the middle of the spirit world of Kyo's. Their faces gaze upon each other's, their eyes locking within each other's. Their blades strike, sounds of metal echoe in this world devoid of anything. Kyo's Asauchi has started changing shape, slowly but surely. Their fight continues, all the while as Forlorn speaks. It describes techniques, it gives to Kyo knowledge - but not experience. And Kyo lets himself fill with the knowledge.
Knowledge of a technique allowing one to use the organic matter in the air as miniscule voids - nearly hidden from view - to be used as a trap or ranged attack, a technique that allows one to ride the void itself - hiding within it in order to defend one's self from an attack, and many, many more.
Until one point is reached. One point of the singularity that is the relationship between Forlorn and Vacant.
The technique knows only as Void. The ultimate culmination of what makes Chūkū Ha, be Chūkū Ha.
Unlike other people, where they need to speak and spend time with their Zanpakutō spirits, Chūkū Ha's spirit, Forlorn, and Kyo think in a way that is adversely different from anything seen before.
Their minds working in addendum, their thoughts leading to the same exact point. The singularity of why Forlorn gave all knowledge - literally every single thing about it - to its user, Kyo. That point being, easiness. As shallow a point as it can be seen as, it is for this reason as to how all knowledge was given freely. And also, what led to the point of demise.
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“My Vacant, once your enemy appears and you need to destroy, you only need one thing. Bring forth a Chūkū Ha, a Hollow Blade. Or become it!"
Kyo nodded. Those words stroke true. Those words speak leagues of the mindset of both of them. If an enemy exists, remain there and face them until they no longer exist. And so, Vacant faces Forlorn, as Forlorn holds the weapon named Chūkū Ha and placed the tip upon where the Vacant's - Kyo's - heart exists.
"My Vacant. This technique is a Taboo. It is so, as the moment this is activated, the demise of both you and the enemy are assured. Or at least that is the case, if you do not activate the technique itself. And so, this technique is Void. It is the culmination of what the Forlorn is. Of what the Vacant is. It is us, manifesting upon the world in order to make the world cease - to forgo its existence and to remove this twisted slate from ever existing. This technique is the Key to the Void. And it is the biggest advantage and disadvantage you have."
Her words made Kyo shiver. His tone, Forlorn's, was beyond any level of seriousness he has seen coming from her. And Kyo nodded. He understood that this was the final technique he would learn. And that this was the goodbye between the two. He smiled.

"My dear Forlorn worry not, as I shall hold this meeting close to my heart. As close as the blade is right now. As close it will be - for I assume that this technique requires us to stab ourselves in the heart."

Forlorn nodded. Its abysmal look within the Vacant's, Kyo's, eyes was one filled - for the first time - with hope. Forlorn knew that Kyo would become an excellent user. And Forlorn stabbed the blade deep.
From the wound, light gushed out. A light that seemed to erase everything that came in contact with it. This light had no distinct color. On the contrary, it was a light that simply made everything one saw through it appear dead. Appear as a lie, as it never even existed in the first place. A dream, or nightmare - if one were to poetically explain how this felt.
It is now that Kyo felt the true essence of the Void. The true power held within his own self, his weapon and his spirit. Kyo smiled. His bloodlust now filling the world - this so vacant and forlorn world. Kyo wields in hand Chūkū Ha and proceeds forth, his aim to face this being - this amalgamation of nothingness. Forlorn after having stabbed itself changed. Its body changed. It became a being of nightmares - even a denizen of Hueco Mundo or Hell would stay away, sheer fear grasping their heart, as what was standing there was something that should have never existed. An End. An absolute among this world of uncertainty. This absolute stood, weapon at hand and an aura of sheer pulling that became stronger and stronger - its aim to erase the whole of existence, to drag it within its bowels. This was the form the stab gave. This form, is the Void. And the Void's aim is simple.
To bring forth the Demise.
Or to allow the Demise to come forth through another medium.
Kyo struck first. His strike was full of energy and power and the Void form Forlorn simply retaliated. Their fight - even if it took only 3 heartbeats - was one that felt infinite.

*B A D U M P*

Kyo's strike was strong. Forlorn stood, the blade grabbing the momentum and riding upon it, its aim to slash from a backhand held blade. Kyo stepped away and to the right at the very last second, his own weapon dragged with him - the tip focused upon this Forlorn - a stab ready to occur.

*B A D U M P*

The stab goes forth, as Forlorn accepts the stab itself within its body, Kyo's blade immersed within, but no sensation of penetration felt. Kyo would be puzzled, had he not known of the technique that one can utilize a void to hide their body within - albeit momentarily. It is also here that Kyo understood the inner workings. Either pass the Void, or become it.
With this realization, Kyo ducks, a slash passing above his head. His fighting experience screams for him of the danger that was to come.

*B A D U M P*

The fight reached the apex. Only one of these 2 predators is to remain. The other is to remove its being from ever existing. And Kyo feels the sadness manifesting within the two weapons interlocking upon each other.

"I shall never forget. Thus, you shall continue to exist."

Kyo's words, Vacant's words filled Forlorn's existence with bliss. He knew that her user would never abandon it. And thus, Forlorn was no more, the knowledge held within this spirit now fully passed upon its master. And Kyo stood there, his appearance now far too similar to Forlorn when they first met.
And then a stab. And light gushing out. Kyo became the being and laughed - the maddening laughter echoing, only to be heard by none.
The Forlorn who became one.
The Vacant who always was one.
Two beings intermingled, the legacy brought forth from their meeting one of unknown importance - if any.
And like this, peace came firth. Peace and understanding.

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Memories surfaced. The memory of their last meeting. The memory Kyo kept closest to his heart - literally and figuratively, due to this technique.
His mind - focused upon the memory retraced the steps to bring it forth. He focused on what becoming the Void meant. On what the stab in the heart meant. Becoming a void meant that Kyo, the user, is ready to erase the enemy. To return their being to the void. At the same time though, he too would be erased, unless the transfer was complete.
3 heartbeats.
Afterwards Kyo, too, would cease from existing. And so, holding this double edged sword, Kyo had impaled himself.
Only for him to dive fast on the enemy. Only for him to be sealed within this cage.
Only for him to smile.
He knew he had with him his sensei. His former Vice Captain from the 11th division. His mind was now overworking, his smile even more dreadful. And he opened his lips.
His voice coming out.

"Yo Namakizu-tan."

His tone was one of both respect and tease. The being his words were for, was the Zanpakutō of his sensei Omoni, Namakizu.

"Long time, no see. I knew you missed me. Now… Let go of me. I have an appointment."

He moved his hand forth. The last heartbeat nearly passed, as he touched upon his Shihakusho. And so, it begins. The change. Void gushing forth, its power starting to change the way the world works - not due to something obscure, no. Due to what it brings forth. A transmutation, if one were to explain it, which changes anything touched within these 3 heartbeats in a void. A Black Hole. Acting exactly like one, yet being fully controllable by Kyo - as well as giving no issues nor damage upon his body.
His senses turned around. His eyes focused to the area he could feel the hellish presence - the small one. Yes, Kyo's ability regarding sensing is bad. But when he is that close to this enemy and when one is a moving being, while the other is a static one as well as the one that moves bringing forth strong techniques, then that allows Kyo to sense - if not the exact whereabouts of this being - then the margin of this error is within the millimeters. He waits only a moment, to see what Namakizu will do.
If Namakizu hears his words and if she acts on them, then all is well. He will just kick Namakizu away, propelling her back to its wielder, while he propels himself towards the enemy.
But, if Namakizu doesn't act, then - sadly for her - a [link=[URL]https://bleach.fandom.com/wiki/S%C5%8Dkotsu]Sōkotsu[/link[/URL]] will hit Namakizu on the side the enemy is situated at, and Kyo would then proceed to kick upon the back of the "cage" he is currently within.
Or, if this too doesn't work, then poor Namakizu will be damaged, as the cage would implode - the pulling forces far too strong to be withstood - especially in the state she currently is.
In other words, no matter what, he is to propel himself to the enemy. Doing so, brings Kyo near this enemy. A smile upon his face. This time though, he stops. His body is halted in the air, hovering, the distance between them being 4 steps. His eyes facing this enemy, and his eyes ridiculing this existence.

"Woe unto you, wouldn't you say?"

He jokingly says, quite possibly the Togabito would be unable to understand him. It is the point of time the Togabito shoots back those arrows. Poor arrows..
Kyo's smile now became extreme, as the word 'Got you!' filled his thoughts. He had felt the heat culminating, making the cage he was trapped within become hotter and hotter, a logical reaction - as well something he hated, as heat was something he found himself not enjoying. Yet, even this discomfort was lost. He simply smiled.

'Your demise. My will.'

He knows that it is not good to stand tall and face this enemy alone. He doesn't care. Live or die. He cares not for manners such as these. All he cares is to imprint the fire he feels in his heart to the world around him. To leave his mark.
That moment - that singular moment - light gushed forth.
The light came from within the clothes of Kyo. Its hue negated every color from the world - as if to showcase how this world was but a lie.And from the center of the light gushing out an eye’s shape was - hardly - made out, an eye that was the exact opposite of what all colors of the world were, the light coming from within the form Kyo had taken.
This light, it wrapped around the Togabito and the Hell Gate. That light made the world feel dead. A terrifying sense for the eyes - one that would make all with less then the strongest of wills shudder - not from fear, but from sheer acceptance that this light is an absolute. This light is an End. One that follows the being named Shinjitsu Kyo, the Vacant of the Forlorn. This technique brings forth demise.
And this technique is an absolute End.
The result of this technique seen as those arrows are shot. The moment they are shot, they are erased - their essence impossible to hold them as, like a river, it is sucked within the manifestation of the void that surrounds Kyo - said manifestation becoming stronger and stronger within the same moment.

*R U M B L E*

Thunder sounded. The sky poured forth its kin - rain, thunder and more. This was brought forth from one’s powers. Sadly for the user of such technique, his technique, like any and all other techniques that were fully made from Reiryoku - provided they are ranged - would alter their target and be pulled to Kyo’s body - zero chances of escape.
While Kyo had the shield he brought forth with turning his clothes to a Black Hole, a secondary shield is never bad.
Due to that reason, Kyo moved his hands to the side, the stabbed points on them - albeit the stabbed wounds now healed - would bring forth small voids that remained affixed. Another technique in which Kyo could force the voids to remain at place - upon his own body, their utilization is fully to act like shields - a technique that is peculiar as it can negate any and all Reiryoku techniques, provided the size of the point of the Reiryoku technique is smaller than the total range of the void itself. The aim for doing so was to use his senses to feel where the various projectile thunders would come as Kyo would move his hands to the spot and defend him - something doable as the point range was tiny, compared to the size of the "shields" brought forth. Nonetheless, it is near to impossible to be hit by these, as they would dive forth within the Black Hole. Still, it is good to have this shield and to have the possibility of using them as attacks - ones hidden in Kyo's actions, as well as to hide his one attacks from using them.
A minefield of attacks that can be used by Kyo. Thankfully, no one hid their Reiryoku, thus Kyo could infer where the attacks would come from, allowing him to utilize them to bring forth the demise he had promised.
As for the Scheele Schneider and the Reiryoku bullets, their usage would be the exact same like the thunder - provided they had the speed that the thunder had, allowing them to pass through this pulling force.
And then, this Hell Gate. A creation of unknown origins, older than Seireitei, the World of the Living and the Hueco Mundo. It is this thing, this secondary enemy that Kyo now faced. And Kyo’s bloodlust had not satiated. His eyes filled with bloodlust looked down upon both these adversaries, as Kyo felt that the Hell Gate wanted to pull him back. Two can play this game though.

“YOU DARE!”

His words showcasing the anger filled within him - something rare to be seen upon Kyo who, like a blank slate, never showcased any feelings. Yet now he did. The Hell Gate was now an enemy. His enemy. And it tried to force Kyo and the world to be pulled within.
Kyo felt it. This pulling force from the gate. He laughed, his tone still filled with this anger. His Reiatsu exploded in that instant, its momentum now leagues different to before, as when Kyo utilizes that technique, his pulling force instead of slowly building up, quickly reaches a point that makes it strong. It continues to become stronger and stronger - its weakest point’s pulling force fixed to be equal to that of the strongest black hole - similar to the technique he used.
The main difference between the 2 is one simple fact. Kyo's Reiatsu has a limit, unlike the other technique which will get stronger and stronger, until the thing used to form it dissipates. Thankfully for everyone, the clothing is large. Sadly for everyone, the clothing is large.
Nonetheless, humans, Quincies and Shinigami are lucky for one thing. Kyo is a person that is able to exert full control over his Reiatsu forcing all the adverse effect brought forth from his Reiatsu upon the pulling force felt from the gate - his action to negate the energy, something far simple when comparing the effects brought from both pulling forces, as when two opposite pulling forces meet, the stronger will win - except if an equilibrium is met. While Kyo’s pulling force is stronger - power wise - due to what the Hell Gate is, it is impossible to pull it - as is impossible for Kyo to be pulled towards it.
Sadly for the Togabito, it is now trapped. The speed at which these pulling forces activated was within moments. Even if the Togabito tried to use any technique that allowed it to enhance its speed, it would still be trapped, due to the large area the two forces had, as well as the Togabito's spot at the moment - that being the middle of where the 2 opposite pulling forces would fight between each other from left and right, while it would be dragged towards Kyo - it being nigh impossible to form a stance to add to its momentum due to the forces around it, or if it did it would definitely be impossible to control it for the same reasons with a high enough chance that it would shatter its body from the forces that would pull on it. This though doesn't mean the Togabito is helpless. It is able to form any offensive or defensive stances and techniques - provided they are not big movements.
Furthermore, due to Kyo being in his Shikai state, his pulling force - and his erassure technique - works only on Organic matter. Had Kyo been capable of utilizing Bankai, and had Kyo being in said state, his erassure and pulling force would work on Inorganic matter as well. Thus, Kyo stands. His pressure exerted around his being, his energy - while fully focused on countering the gate's pulling forces, a miniscule amount of it would gush backwards, towards the Quincies and the Shinigami, just from the sheer amount of energy put within. He understands, though, about this, as he is capable of sensing and controlling his Reiatsu at full capability. It is for this reason that he halts the full scale of his energy - the weakest part of it being the strongest black hole's pull - within 25 steps from where he is - towards his back - a distance that he feels is quite the ways away from other others - as well as the minimum distance he can hold his Reiatsu while his power is sealed. This is done to create a safezone for the rest of the people - allowing them to be freed from the Hell Gate’s pull, while also creating this absolute cage for the Togabito.
His voice, following the towering presence of his being - or more precise the void left upon the world, as the world fears for its existence - is heard.

"DON'T COME NEAR IF YOU WANNA SURVIVE!"

His command is a serious one, his worrying felt from the tone of his voice. While his energy rapidly dissipates the further away it is, its strength at the weakest point - the 25 steps behind him - were the same Gravitational pull as the strongest black hole's. When his energy reaches the next person, it has dissipated to a level of pulling force that is about equal to 3 captains emitting their own Reiatsu wanting to kill a person from just the pressure.
His voice had been heard.
His hope, now, is that they take heed and listen, follow what he said - else they too will end up rupturing within this battle between Hell and Reaper, their death from being pulled between Kyo’s unrelenting force and this Maw of Hell would rupture their beings alive with near to zero chances of surviving.
Kyo's eyes were erratic. His presence a complete difference to before. And his lips parted, his eyes upon this enemy the others dreaded, while Kyo knew he would enjoy this - whether he lived or died.

"Shall we dance then?"

His tone mocking this enemy of his. And his body stood at stance, ready to fight back as the enemy would be pulled to him. Will this be a fight? Will this be a farce? Whatever it may be, this will be fun.

 

[BSD]

Lieutenant Hageshi’s teeth grit down tightly while the pull on her blade steadily increased simultaneously testing both her ability to endure and the inner workings of her mind. Namakizu was being subjected to rapidly rising temperatures and now due to a few unforeseen circumstances she was facing the reality that the life of the impulsive Shinigami she had attempted to save was in worse danger with her help than without.
Out of nowhere, Omoni noticed not only was Shinjitsu not dormant...he was trying to break free! Unable to allow him to cook any longer inside of the club, Omoni released Shinjitsu from Namakizu’s containment. This allowed her blade to instantly return to her and Oyama whom she had reached out to pull closer then leap another fifteen feet or so away from the carnage but this was done with a heavy heart. Hageshi realized pretty quickly that the enemy had seized advantage when Shinjitsu rushed in but letting him go to his own devices still wasn’t easy for her. Had she been able to, Omoni would have stopped at nothing to save the boys life but things just weren’t going to work out that way. He was on his own to come up with a way to survive and by the looks of things...he had something up his sleeve.

“ Oyama! ”
Namakizu twirled back to it’s wielder and crashed behind their backs. There it spread itself out and curled protectively around the two Shinigami just as the shards of the broken city began to smash by them. Four prongs on the base of the sword stabilized the duo by driving themselves deeply into the earth below their feet. This way, Omoni and Hoshi were given foritified shelter without having to abandon the battlefield. There was enough space inside for them to stand four meters or so away from one another particularly enough room for them to breathe and to think. All the while, outside Namakizu’s various spikes had once again become malleable tentacle like appendages. Each one was involved in a flurry of movement tracking the enemy’s arrows as well as debris and striking them down before they could reach them.
At first, the amount was becoming worrisome until out of nowhere their surroundings darkened under a coagulation of clouds developing a storm that aimed it’s attack at the mass of arrows as well as the assailant. Additionally, a hail of bullets started attempting to wipe the wave out. There was no mistaking it, the Quincy were still on the field and not only that it appeared they had decided to stick around and help out. Omoni didn’t waste a moment thinking about how that might be strange because it wasn’t. The woman didn’t fool herself into believing they were reacting simply for the sake of the Shinigami on the field. They were protecting their home and by extension making a calculated decision to provide aide to the forces holding their ground alongside them. The more of them on the battlefield, the more of an advantage they had over the opponent. Omoni doubted that such a response would slow the opponent’s inevitable approach but sure enough, the arrows fired began to disappear after a stunning golden flash. A swift peak over her shoulder would be the first moment that the fourth’s Lieutenant Omoni Hageshi laid eyes on Blume Diamante, Dominic and Frederick. As her left eye burned a brilliant blue hue she snapped back to attention and looked on at the scene unfolding before her.
Shinjitsu was toppling into the line of fire fending off the enemy, agents of the quincy were putting their lives on the line and there she was unable to do anything except ensure she and Oyama were on the defense. Her torso quivered while she became more aware that the limiter placed on her was making the situation that much more agitating. Until she got the damned thing off, she knew that brutalizing the villain like she wanted would not be easy either. Had Oyama not been there for her to worry about, the woman would have already charged in regardless and put all of her faith into the strength fate had destined her to have in the moment so naturally, the woman was growing impatient.
BZZ
BZZ
BZZ
Her chest shook and shook until it occurred to her that it was not her or even the environment quaking in response to the rising power of the sinner. It was her phone. Exasperated with ever having to answer the stupid Denreishinki, Omoni torn it out of her bosom and snapped it open. Who in their right mind would have called her at a time like this anyway?!
“WHAT?!”
“ Oh!..Um!--”
The voice on the other side was shocked by the way the call was answered but got their courage up enough to continue with what they were calling about. Somehow their voice reached her even as winds raged all around.
"The removal of your Gentei Reīn has been requested. Can you confirm the threat?”
It took a brief moment for Omoni to register what had been asked however, when she did she barked back the answer. As far as she knew, Oyama had not made any phone call to prompt this...so it stood to reason that there were more Shinigami in the area aware of the dangerous arrival.
“YES!“
“ We will process your request now. “
Omoni hung up and stuffed the phone back into her breasts. The way things were adding up, the time to act was approaching fast and at the moment the circumstances were less than ideal. As soon as the limiter was removed she needed to go and go hard but the threat here was significantly high for Oyama. The girl was a testament to duty, tough and she was no coward but there was no denying this would have been too much for her. The level she was at just wasn’t one that prepared her to fight the sinister ghoul grinning back at them. To have her join her in THIS fight was wrong and because of that the next priority was getting her out of there safely. It was becoming more and more clear that letting loose here would be necessary and as exciting as that was for the lieutenant, she would not ignore doing so could injure or even destroy the young Shinigami. Not to mention anything she could throw at the bastard the way things were now he’d find a way to turn it back on them. It all came down to the fact that she couldn’t fight her way and protect Oyama at the same time. One day, she had confidence the girl would reach that level but today was not that day.
“ Call your squad member and have ‘em come here. You’ll go with ‘em got it?!”
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Omoni turned her leer onto the girl as she spouted the order. It was a direct stare intended to reach further than Oyama’s mind. It was a locking of their eyes that spoke more than a command. Arguing with her would have done nothing to change Hageshi’s conclusion. As horrifying as the destruction swirling around them was, it was comparatively nothing to the impending clash to come and there was the very real possibility that this would be the last time the two of them would see one another. Not that Hageshi thought a thing about that aspect of it...as far as she was concerned, as soon as she could make a move she’d face the demon without anything to hold her back and transform into it’s worst nightmare.

 

[BSD]

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Crunch
It was unsettling to both hear and see it eat away at Omoni’s zanpakutō…
Crunch
To eat metal fragments like it was eating chips was disturbing to her, even more so that moments earlier the arrows that were launched at it disappeared right in front of that thing. Her eyes narrowed as she tried to replay the scenario in her head it had eaten away at Omoni’s attack and the attack of the quincy.
crunch
Were its defenses omnidirectional or unidirectional? It was hard to tell with its back to the gates behind it, acting as an immovable guard. Were its sides exposed? She wanted to test out the defenses out with a Kido spell but, the gates were the ones to stop her from doing so; Caution was needed for against something like this.
Crunch
A burst of heat would come out from the gate had derailed her train of thought; where her arms lifted up to cover her face. The heat was something else, it felt as if she was standing right in front of a blasting furnace, but just as fast as it came it stopped, to which she lowered her arms to see what was going to happen next.
The direction of the wind began to change hand griped tightly onto her zanpakutō readying to stab it into the ground to have a better grip, but before she could do so she would be pulled with ease; her head shook before looking at the Togabito, Shin had freed taken the chance to charge in, being released by Omoni’s Zanpakutō, but a sound would distract her, as the sound of concreate being broke would cause her to turn her head.
Oyama!
To her relief Omoni’s Zanpakutō twisted around the two, to cover the two from the buildings, the sound of concreate smashing and breaking against metal would ring in her ears, but still she tried to keep her calm, taking in slow breaths before trying to asceses the situation at hand. It could willingly use those gates, whatever came at it disappeared or at least something spiritual energy based would disappear, she would assume that a person could also be eaten by the Togabito, but she wasn’t to sure.
“Oooooyama”
Just it calling her name in an ominous tone had stopped her from thinking, causing her to grip tightly onto her zanpakutō, before shifting her eyes towards it, then back to the creature.
“Third Seeeat of Thirteenth Division. This city is your little playground now eyy? Can you tell me a little something? Pretty please?”
Her eyes flickered red for a moment, before taking a step back. Though that hollow like creature called her name, sure it can be explained that he over heard it by the lieutenant calling out her name, but to know the rank of her division what something else. This creature… What was it?
“Where the hell is ARASHI SUTAAAAAAAA!?”
Its jaws opened, before revealing a black void, but a light began emit from the darkness, along with a scream that had her cover her ears for a moment, as she watched a dark void fill with light before those golden arrows that saved her and aimed to the Togabito where released back into the area but in greater numbers; Enough so that the cloudy night was changed to a almost perfect day light. It knew her name and rank and it knew Arashi… It ate piece of zanpakutō like it was nothing but chips. This was Sword eater but he had Drastically changed… He was sent to hell… Nothing was supposed to escape hell….
“You’re suppose to be dead…”
She did not speak with fear, rather surprise as she knew that the hollow know as sword eater was suppose to be dead, but yet there he was, standing right in front of the gates of hell itself… Alive… her fist would clench as she looked towards the monster.
Again her eyes flickered as a wave of lighting and bullets tried to destroy those golden arrows but were of no effect, but something strange was happening to those golden arrows, she couldn’t explain it, she didn’t want to look away from the Togabito, want to be ready to move if it had decided to attack her and Omoni.

“How are you here!?”
She didn’t expect an answer from the monster, she expected it to fight with Shinjitsu for a bit, since he decided to leap forward right in front of it, and commanding, no warning everyone to not come near him, but still. He was going to be an issue, unwilling to work with others, and risking his life without knowing the full capabilities of this enemy. This unwillingness from him would be a problem, not just now but in the future as well, if they had all lived this battle, she would be ready scold and punish Shin for his actions and unwillingness to work with those around him.
“ Call your squad member and have ‘em come here. You’ll go with ‘em got it?!”

To this she turned herself around to look up at Lieutenant, the order she received was not what she expected, but through some small thinking she sighed. She knew deep down inside that she would get in the way, and even the current members, despite their spirit they had would also get in the way and get picked off; or at least that she thought.
“While I can ask some members to leave, I doubt I can ask Shinjitsu to leave, Not with the way he is currently…”
Oyama had clenched her fist before turning around in the direction Shin and the Togabito were.
“SHINJITSU! We’re pulling back!”
She wasn’t to sure if he would hear or listen to her, but she would turn towards Omoni once more, though she had a look of concern on her face.
“Lieutenant… Survive this you are needed back at 4th after this…”
That would be her last words before she would use Shunpo several times before getting away from the area, Far enough to be out of harms away and hopefully out of the mind of the Togabito, but close enough to watch and assess the situation at hand, at least for the time being, she was hoping that ShinJitsu would follow and move away from the Togabito, but she had her doubts.
“Let him dieeeeeeeee.”