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Post by Kamiyama Mito on Jun 3, 2008 2:59:41 GMT
A silent chill surrounded the ever growing community of West Rokungai. There seems to be a huge increase in its soul population that one would have to wonder if the shinigami were working overtime this last couple of weeks, not that they were being paid to do so, or were they? For one person in particular though, that did not matter. What engulfed his mind is the possibility of killing every single soul that is in this place and he reveled in anticipation for the massacre that he would sure to enjoy. Mito was definitely not a kind man, not that you'd notice in appearances alone, not with that smile of his always present on his lips. He shifted a bit on his spot on the roof of an abandoned house on a cliff above the town and watched the countless civilians and innocents going about their pathetic lives underneath Soul Society's glaring sunlight. He snickered on the inside knowing fully well that some souls were very disappointed to find that heaven wasn't as beautiful as they had once imagined it, when they were alive of course. To find that the afterlife wasn't all that different from their previous life is very disappointing indeed. Even he had wanted something more when he first laid his eyes upon this place. You're dead, but that still doesn't mean you can't die again.
"Pathetic..." he muttered, a certain degree of fondness in his tone that did not seem to place itself in the word he uttered. He smiled his perpetual smile as he once again smelled the sweet scent of death, blood everywhere. The house he's on wasn't derelict just a couple of moments ago. Abandoned was not the proper word as four bodies littered inside it and five more outside. He still could hear the scream of the children as he pierced his hands through their lungs. It was a fascinating sight watching those innocent children struggle to get up after being cut. To be honest, it looked cute, for him anyway. He shifted again as uncomfortability sets in, now dangling his feet on he edge of the roof, just above the sign that read, 'Kojiin' or Orphanage in common tongue. It was supposed to be a haven for those who have lost their loved ones, but it is a shame that monster such as him hungered for blood at that moment.
A few moments later, having found the blood's aesthetic value was beginning to diminish, he felt it, a slight fluctuation of reiatsu in the air. Something or someone was close by. Pity his appetite was gone, he thought. But still, he wondered if he could somehow gain something out of it. He could still smell the fresh scent of that Rhedonderon in the air. One of Heuco Mundo's rare flowers. He pondered on it a bit and concluded that the same smell emanates from whoever was in the area. A clear sign that he has encountered the arrancar Rangis. He smiled widely and turned his head to bask it in the sun.
"Eh...? I have guest? King-san sent ya'?" he asked out in the open, not even turning to look at the newcomer.
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Post by Rangis Mukondo on Jun 3, 2008 3:11:34 GMT
Merk smiled hapilly. "Oh, I'm so glad you saw me coming! I wanted to test out your abilities. Ranigs had told me you were a Vizard, and that Vizard were powerful. Though, I have to say...why would you go around picking on small souls when you have so much power?" His tone had not changed, but there was something in his voice that made it seem as if he was mocking Kamiyama. His expression was one of a happy young boy, but he seemed...more sinister than that.
He walked over to Mito. "I was just thinking, wouldn't it be fun to test your skills? I mean..." He gestured to himself. "I may not look like much, but Ranigs-san and I have trained for so long together, and I've learned a few things from him." He grinned widely. "Actually, Rangis had told me that I was getting to around Captain level, even if I don't have a Bankai yet..." He walked a bit away from Mito. "So, I'll go easy if you'd like. I won't use my Shikai unless you make me. This will be fun!" He chuckled again. "Oh, and by the way, I've analyzed you fighting before. Since you left the King, he sent me to tail you for a bit. You're good, but brute strength isn't going to get you anywhere here...sorry!"
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Post by Kamiyama Mito on Jun 3, 2008 3:26:05 GMT
"HAHAHAHAHA!" he laughed a what the shinigami said, his tone was filled with mirth and amusement. He wondered if he shouldn't have laughed like that but decided against it because it was just so amusing to hear something like that coming from someone else's mouth. He could still remember Haydn's face as he said the same words, but it was much more funnier seeing it on this boy's face. He wiped an imaginary tear off his face and stood up to face the other boy. He smiled at him as he was thinking what he was about to say.
"You know... Brute strength is only useful when your crushing small bugs. Like those people down there... It's like swatting a fly. Very satisfying since you wouldn't want 'em touching your food, eh? And besides, why would a beautiful Alium like you care?" he said, before drawing his zanpakutou, the blade's surface shone as the sun's ray's hit it. "I'm not really hungry, but I guess I could entertain you..." As sudden as he said it, he slammed his zanpakutou into the roof, sending wood and dust everywhere before reappearing via shunpo at Merk's back, aiming a slash at the boy's neck while smiling his wonderful smile.
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Post by Rangis Mukondo on Jun 3, 2008 3:32:24 GMT
The boy turned his head, and grinned at Mito. Suddenly, he was gone. He had appeared above Kamiyama, and swung his zanpakuto down over his head. However, when he was about to strike, he left an after-image of himself with the sword, and appeared on the OPPOSITE side of Kami, swinging from downwards, to try and confuse him.
Meanwhile, he was still smiling away. He was having fun, as Rangis had taught him, with the battle. Not the battle, but testing himself. He loved fighting new opponents, and he hated killing them. For, if he killed them, they wouldn't get better and challenge him again...
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Post by Kamiyama Mito on Jun 3, 2008 3:41:37 GMT
Mito frowned when his zanpakutou hit nothing but air but smiled a second later as he felt and read the fluctuation of reiatsu and reiryoku in the air, which Soul Society is heavily made of. No matter how fast a person is, when he could see and sense their reiatsu it wouldn't matter how many images he made, Mito could still see through it. But instead of dodging the boy's swing, he moved but a little and allowed him to draw a bit of blood from with a cut on his shoulder. Mito grinned widely at the pain and swung his zanpakutou as soon as his opponent's sword hit him. Not waiting to see if his attack hit, he used shunpo and flew past the boy and threw a kidou spell Byakurai while retreating back without the chant.
"Oi, oi! A fine blade! The pain is beautiful!!" he muttered, laughing maniacally as he skidded to halt a few meters away. Blood slowly dripping from his shoulder down. He was enamored, raptured. It was a fascinating thing, that boy's zanpakutou. The pain is beautiful and he could only imagine what kind of pain it could inflict in shikai. "I forgot... I did not get your name, my beautiful flower..."
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Post by Rangis Mukondo on Jun 3, 2008 3:46:35 GMT
Merk dodged the man's attack, and used Shunpo to get out of the way of the spell. He landed, and laughed. "Flower? No need for that kind of nickname, sir! My name is Merk. I already know who you are. The Vizard, Kamiyama Mito. I've heard all about you..." He frowned. "To be honest, I had expected better, Mr. Mito! After all, I'd heard the old Vizard such as Shinji were the best of their time. Perhaps I overestimated you..." He was suddenly smiling again. "Personally, I hope you release your Shikai soon! I don't want to have to kill you before you can. Rangis always taught me to let the opponent make themselves strong, so you can prove how weak they really are!" He laughed, and nodded to the man. "Use your Shikai, Mito!"
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Post by Kamiyama Mito on Jun 3, 2008 3:57:39 GMT
"Shikai...? What's that...?" he asked, tilting his head to the side. He really doesn't want to use his zanpakutou much. The reason why he uses his bare hands to crush his opponents. It is by far much more satisfying and much more beautiful to feel the blood oosing out with your hands and skin instead of using your zanpakutou which makes it pretty hard to feel anything. He smiled at the boy as he said his name. Now he knows the boy's name, maybe they could become friends, not that he'd want that. It'll only make them a lot closer, and he really wants to be close to his gorgeous flowers. Straightening himself up, he felt his shoulder going numb and he hated numbness. Using his own zanpakutou, he stabbed the area again to return the pain. Licking his lips, he pulled out his zanpakutou.
"I'm not really that hungry... But I could use some help!" he said, taking out a vial of blood before drinking it. As he threw it away and just before the glass broke as it touched the ground, in a speed much more faster than his first shunpo, he vanished and reappeared a few feet away from Merk's back and using the momentum of the speed, thrusted his sword multiple times in a flurry while still smiling. Just as his last thrust ended, he fired yet again another kidou spell, a weaker Raikouho, without the chant, sending soil and dust everywhere. This was beginning to get interesting. Maybe the biy could even kill him. That would a beautiful thing to happen. He had to admit, Rangis' pet is definitely skillful.
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Post by Rangis Mukondo on Jun 3, 2008 11:24:24 GMT
Merk grinned back. He wasn't sure he understood the man. Rangis had told him that the man was unstable, but he just seemed to be having some fun. He merely backpeddled with Shunpo to avoid the slashes, and jumped quickly out of the way of the kido before regaining his balance.
"You know, sir, I'd rather not kill you before you get the chance to use Shikai. Heck, I'd love to make you use Bankai, too, but beggars can't be choosers." He raised his eyebrows at the man. "Now, either use your Shikai now, or you'll die with my next attack, I guarentee it. And what a pathetic way to die...because of one's ignorance." His voice was cheerful, but you could tell he spoke the truth...
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Post by Kamiyama Mito on Jun 3, 2008 11:43:58 GMT
Mito laughed maniacally and as sudden as he started to, he stopped only a few moments later. A soft smile then graced his lips as he stood up straight, blood still dripping from his wound. His eyes also turned a bit more softer, a certain kind of warmth enveloping them. It seemed as if a new Mito appeared, a strange one at that. Gone were all his insanity and in its place was a more warm and calm individual, a complete one hundred eighty degree turn of his personality.
"Child... You are indeed powerful, thus I will grant you your wish... Ikire, Akuma..." he muttered softly, his zanpakutou's length increasing exponentially until it formed a nodachi, seven foot in length. He did not move and only watched, the flow of reiatsu and reiryoku becoming visible to his eyes as if they were a part of him. Tilting his head a little, he graced the boy with his soft voice once again. "Happy now...?" he asked, still not moving from his spot.
"You know, the closer I look the more ravishing you seem to me... Beautiful... Indeed..." he muttered, more to himself.
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Post by Rangis Mukondo on Jun 3, 2008 14:11:46 GMT
Merk grinned happily. "Oh, Mr. Mito, no need to compliment me. After all, your Shikai is wonderful. I'm thinking you might actually have a CHANCE now!" He cracked his neck. "Don't worry, though, I'll svae my Shikai for later...when you prove yourself worthy..."
And with that, he was gone, using Shunpo. It was easily double the speed it had been, and he used numerous decoys and double images in an attempt to confuse Kamiyama. Finally, he slid under the legs of Mito, and to his front, and slashed, in an attempt to surprise him with this unorthodox move...
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Post by Kamiyama Mito on Jun 4, 2008 12:35:02 GMT
Mito only smiled warmer as Merk spoke. He wondered if he should continue playing... He was so full that he just can't fight seriously anymore. Well, that and the fact that Akuma seems to be asleep again, which means the Hollow inside of him is threatening to come out, or as he thinks it would. There was total silence inside his head, which was not good. The current calmness and change in overall persona can easily be attributed to this silence. Noticing the boy move, Mito did not even register it too much as he could easily tell where, how fast and how strong his feet were moving. He could see it clearly and yet his mind is failing to comprehend. Another play? he thought. Akito would probably try to be beat him to the ground again if he so much as to try and gamble his life away, like so many times before this. Even if he was already Captain level in shikai, a momentary lapse in concentration could easily render someone like him back to infancy. Aki has already warned him of this several times.
"You're... fast," was all he said as he disappeared and reappeared a few meters away just as Merk's zanpakutou past the place where he used to be. He knew he couldn't win in this state and his mind was failing to understand the situation. He didn't even notice that small shards of his mask were slowly forming just below his chin. It was definitely slow, lest the Hollow awakens Akuma. He wondered what he was doing. He couldn't definitely touch such a beautiful Alium. "My... flower. Child... you're mine." As the words left his mouth he swung his zanpakutou into a huge diagonal arc, slowly. Once it moved, the entire cliff started to quake and a large explosion occurred, destroying the entire orphanage's area as reiryoku converged and with his reiatsu, transformed into a more volatile form. As soon as it was released, the energy literally leveled the entire area. The cloud of dust and debris settled and standing in the middle was a shadow, Mito with his entire face covered with a white mask. "This is rather unexpected... Is it that time again?" he said, his strange voice ringing all around the field.
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Post by Rangis Mukondo on Jun 4, 2008 14:22:50 GMT
Merk quickly reacted to this change in events, and got out of the way using Shunpo. However, as he watched, he noticed the man's hollow mask appearing. "Well, isn't this nice!" Merk exclaimed. "I had wanted you to use Bankai next, but the Hollow Mask will certainly do!" He smiled once more. "But, what do you mean, I'm yours? If you are trying to say the fight is over, you've turned into more of a Hollow than I had thought!" He turned his head, quizzically. "I hope you don't get cocky, I know you can't maintain that forever, and I also know that it takes its toll on you." He laughed, and raised his sword. "Oh, and one more thing...I haven't even used Shikai..."
And, yet again, he unleashed a furious assault with Shunpo. He was moving incredibly fast. Faster than most Captains would. The speed covered up some flaws in his guard, for even when he DID mess up, he was moving too fast for it to be noticed. He continued his tactic of confusing Kamiyama. He seemed to be everywhere at once. There appeared to be a good ten copies of him all running in different paths. Mito heard him laugh, over the attack. He was enjoying this...
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Post by Kamiyama Mito on Jun 7, 2008 6:58:00 GMT
Mito only smiled as he heard his flowers laughter followed by said flower's fast and powerful strikes that he easily, very easily, guarded against. Even in shikai, he was already Captain level, but having his mask on made him see almost everything in a standstill. He did not even look anywhere but in a straight line, his hand moving on its own to block and parry blows which can be seen only with sparks since Merk was moving so fast. He was captivated and was, well not really 'that' way' but he was in love. This insanity, this speed, this skill, he has never seen anyone like this since Akito, whom he was supposed to meet here. He smiled even more as Merk started laughing in glee. There was no need to move as he could easily see through the speed and the images to find the true body.
"You enjoying yourself... Merk-kun?" he asked in a beautiful tone filled with love and insanity. He let out a chuckle as he proceeded to add a bit or manipulation in his blocks that each time the shinigami's zanpakutou hits his, a strange explosion of extremely sharp spiritual energy blows towards the attacker. They had the same shape as the Quincy's arrows although extremely tiny. They could tear skin and flesh if they hit and they were already spreading around him with each block and blow
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Post by Rangis Mukondo on Jun 7, 2008 17:13:40 GMT
Merk's brow furrowed. He could not get hurt, he still needed to be of service to the master. He flash stepped away from the site, and chuckled. "Well, then, Kamiyama, I suppose this fight is over now. I'll end it quick, because I've got to get back!" He smiled, and held his sword up. "Waikyoku, Prolifora.” He commanded. His sword became a golden beam of light, and even with its waves of light in the air, it inflicted a throbbing pain on what it hit. "This is my Shikai, enjoy!" He laughed, and launched himself toward Kamiyama, slashing in his own custom pattern. He concentrated so that his sword would pass straight through Mito's, though it drained him. He then attempted to pass the sword through every major organ Mito had. His mind, heart, lungs, kidneys, liver, all of it was attacked. It would not harm him, but if it struck, it would be a pain so infinite that his body would cease operation of its motor skills for a while...
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Post by Kamiyama Mito on Jun 10, 2008 1:53:08 GMT
Mito smiled as he watched Merk release his shikai. He did not understand much of what was happening but there was just something there that wanted to be hit by that strange beam of light. It was his subconscious, willing his body to let its guard down and allow he light to pass through him. He knew, that whatever it was, it was not 'corporeal' in any way, thus physical damage will not be sustained. Truthfully, the light reminded him of Akito's blade just as it was about to pierce through him and that thought made him stop. His hand moved on its own to try and block it although recklessly only to find the zanpakutou going through his. He could not read it it seemed, the flow. That single thought, no, memory took all his concentration away, giving his body to his enemy. He smiled as he anticipated the pain. "Give it to me..." he murmured as the blade flew right past him from the waist up. Then he felt it, the indescribable feeling of something that transcends pain. His body rocked as every pain receptor was overloaded with pain signals, forcefully shutting down his entire body. Any normal human or shinigami would be horrified. But inside Mito's mind, astonishment and excitement filled his mind. He knew he was open, but that didn't mean the small shards of reiryoku in the air have dissipated. He can't control them, but they were still there and will cut anyone who comes near. But that was of no importance right now. What's important is the single thought that came into his mind in the few seconds he was 'out'. He was in love. Anyone who can inflict this much pain, must be someone who loves him or so he thought. "I... love..." his words started to form as his body rebooted and slowly regaining control. It was the first time he was hit with something like that so it was natural that his pain loving body would be overwhelmed with emotions. But he knew that if ever he was hit for a second time, things wouldn't be like what happened. No matter how strong the pain was, as long as he loved every second it was inflicted on him, then his body would slowly change and evolve to adapt. And then he would finally savor that painful love. His body started moving from his slumped state. It seemed there was no physical damage, mentally on the other hand it was total bliss. His mask did not survive though and was slowly disappearing. A wicked smile marred his lips. Lust and love were all in his eyes. He has just found another 'soul mate'. Maybe Akito wasn't the right one after all. [OOC- Sorry I haven't been on much... Things in real life are... in 'chaos'... And with my girlfriend dumping me... ]
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