Intro
-Months later-
The sun sets over the sky in the Soul Society as Tsukimori Nanban, Captain of Squad Five, looks out the window of his Squad's Office. The world...no, even more...all the worlds have fallen into a state of systematic chaos. Atorasu Otoko, the lord of the Oni-kind, a race of demon-like beings with more power than Hollows, have risen back up since being supressed thousands of years ago. And they have a vendetta for revenge. Tsukimori raised his Zanpakuto, wishing Gādianshīrudo was still with him. He needs his friend, his Zanpakuto Spirit, his shield, now more than ever. Atorasu stole Gādianshīrudo from him like he was...a wallet. Now Gādianshīrudo walks the path of the Oni, wishing the destruction of the Soul Society as much as Atorasu does. Tsukimori closed his eyes and tried to remember the events that happened just in the recent months.
It started with the destruction of a few buildings randomly. The humans called it a earthquake and seemed okay. When they said earthquake, the Soul Reapers were there to slay the Hollows that were responsible. That was the job of the Shinigami. When the first group of Shinigami never returned, Tsukimori himself was sent by the Head-Captain to investigate. There is where he encountered Atorasu Otoko for the first time, in full form, the corpse of one of Tsukimori's squad members in his palm. The fight didn't last long, with Tsukimori barely escaping with his life. Since then, the Oni have made themselves known. They've destroyed the basic infrastructure of the Espada's home, caused a pain in the Soul Society, targeted Quincy and Vizards alike to dwindle their numbers, stole some Zanpakuto Spirits, Gādianshīrudo included, and used them against the Shinigami, and made the Soul Reapers blamed the Espada and vice-versa. By then it was too late to realize the mistake. The damage was done.
It was their era of Rising Darkness
