 Posted: Mon Feb 17, 2014 11:05 pm
  ʀᴀɴᴋ: Vɪsᴏʀᴇᴅ Cᴏᴍᴍᴀɴᴅᴇʀ / ᴄᴜʀʀᴇɴᴛʟʏ: Sᴇᴀʀᴄʜɪɴɢ / ᴄᴏᴍᴘᴀɴʏ: Aʟᴏɴᴇ █████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████
Hidden within the depths of his own pool of spiritual energy, there lied the leader of the Visored's who was growing in power by the second. The time had passed, yet the pure essence of rage, darkness, and even madness had began to tear away at the Visored's soul and mind. Screeches that began to echo within two voices, an acidic one and a tortured individual. Sitting still within this dark tomb, The Visored Commander could only stare forth into nothing more than pure oblivion. Chains shingled through the void, and growls emerged with the sounds of voices lurking.'' Are you really but a fool?Haha! Do you really know of your power? Why are you weak.. This is not the Master I had so many years back.. '' The first voice showed sarcasm and belittling in his tone, a series of arrogance as if superior; whilst the second carried a more stern and serious question. The third not so much as insulting, but immediately explaining his current state by his own little question. The three figures stood in the north, east, and west of the Visored leader. All watching him in his moment of struggle. In terrible agony, the leader could only look up towards them and hiss with screams and bellows that could tear through the very scene. Along the outside they could hear him, the select bunch. Behind this large sealed off door that contained so many barriers behind it at once, with the town of Karakura going through a few set amount of tremors lately. It had been a month since the ongoing calamitous actions of the leaders vigorous training had been engaged. His mind was in shambles and he was in a bloodied frenzy, with a mental dispute against the different personalities that were created for his adaptation and survival.
Bare to the world in all his being, what could have caused this young leader to be thrown into such a state..? The feeling. The feeling of mystery and fear, that one sensation one would get when they had began to feel worry. That worry covered over his own people and another, one that he had left his own imprint on during their random shenanigans. The feeling of lost was there, and even with his two faithful cohorts he felt their own personal anguish. Onto his knees and cradling himself, whilst the three figures stood. A small leak of black tears coursing down the edges of the fallen leaders face, and yet.. A burst! A burst of overwhelming spiritual pressure had began to excel and feel as if it burned his own flesh alone. Power unstable? No, but power that began to exceed his vast and turn into a pool of reiatsu that sent a crippling wave of energy that began to ripple the very surface of which he was knee down on. Muscles soar and aching, his body constantly restricting with its even more muscular form than he was previously; Qi had exceeded and moved to the next stage entirely. A mask had began to done itself, a wave of energy wrapping itself around his form and creating a black cloak along his flesh. A dark blue tint to his new form, and the mask sinking into a melded form of his face. Eyes hardly revealed with their blue iris's and black sclera. Hair that dragged downwards to the tailbone, and a more primal like theme and air about himself.'' ssssSSS.. Ack! Hhh...Haa... ''
Sweat was all that dripped and left his form, and through that he panted harshly.'' Now you have finally awaken? Took you long enough, then again.. You were always the slow one.. '' The trickster would state, a joking tone and an even more mocking mannerism in place. The second would begin.'' Do you know what power you hold now..? '' A voice of power before the third spirit approached.'' Tell us, your very own zanpakuto.. What is.. Your name Master.. '' Of course it was a bit ironic in witnessing zanpakuto's all ask their very own master his own name. Though it was from that very moment that the young leader spoke up.'' Yaotl.. Saqua..S-Sohuh.. '' Eyes gazed up glowing in the midst of darkness, a dark blue aura about themselves along the rims of iris. The form standing and being on par with the size of the three within the room and before him. Memories were leaking, they were beginning to be drained from both Aioyo and Carrugan yet still holding their place deep in their own bodies. The two could feel it clearly, an aching pain of course but it was nothing too weary, alas the last question emerged.'' Demonstrate to us, your once hidden and begotten power.. You are now at least worthy of wielding me in your time of need.. '' The three stepping back in unison and all watching for what he was about to do, it left Yaotl to scream aloud and cause a shaking sensation throughout the entire Visored Head Quarters and Suite. Such power had burst, and it was like an outcry, the whistle that was made to alert his people of his return to action; even the Quincy he had befriended could hear his cry. He was ready, and newly born into his true state. With personalities merged, he had stared forth in silence with the doors crackling and suddenly opening with a harsh bang once it clashed along its edges. The spirits smiling, and then shifting into their forms soon after. Walking towards the light that was the outside, he took slow steps and launched his weapons forth. The sword, the mirror, and the staff all striking and embed into the wall before the door with Aioyo and Carrugan possibly at its sides awaiting. Stepping out, they too would see an even greater change with an even more fearsome aura about himself than those centuries back. Hair draped over his face and shoulders, and a new more bulked up build about himself.
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