Post by Firechild on Apr 9, 2009 4:16:02 GMT -4
Warning: Do not read if you are offended by any of the following. Murder, cannibalism, MINOR incest, gore, or any graphic material. Neither should you read this if you have a weak stomach.
Shinigami
General Info
Name: Shizuma Kukai
Gender: Male
Age: 457 (Appears to be around 15 or 16)
Division: 9
Rank: Vice Captain
Physical Description:
Kukai is a very good looking guy, with smooth skin and a near perfect overall complexion. Even after the countless fights he has taken part in, any scars he may have sustained are nonexistent. The flow of the lightly tanned skin over his lean muscles are flawless, and compliment his overall athletic physique. His arms in particular are a perfect example of this. Revealed to the outside world, you can see he appears to be a very soft person physically, but upon further inspection via touch, one will notice the well trained muscles beneath giving him very little trouble with holding his own against any opponent in a hand to hand fight. Removing his shirt, you will find a set of softly chiseled pectoral and abdominal muscles which most girls would fall for in an instant.
Kukai's facial features are very boyish and young looking. His eyes are a ruby color that belonging to any other individual would scare anyone. Normally they are very normal looking as far as red eyes go, oddly attracting the female species quite often. However, when he gets into a battle, they fill with a frenzied flame that reflects his lust for battle, and thirst for blood. When he's on a date they often light up with enjoyment, and if one were to look at him having a good time with a girl, you would never guess that he has another, more malevolent side. A charming physique, and pretty red eyes...That would be just grazing the surface of this twisted individual. Kukai’s hair bears a light silver tint. The majority of his hair stops just at his neck, however, there are several strands that frame his face and reach down slightly passed his chin.
A very comfortable, yet durable shirt is what usually covers his torso under his normal clothes. White in color, and with no sleeves. This shirt is actually an inhibitor for his massive reietsu. Equivalent to a newly turned captain, he can not suppress it even the slightest bit. So by wearing this, he won't completely crush the weaker shinigami around him, or his dates for that matter. As for what goes over this inhibitor, a stylish black shirt of woven cotton that compliments his albino features quite nicely rests on his abdomen and chest, the sleeves of which are frayed. Or rather, what's left of the sleeves. For you see...they seem to have been ripped clean off, leaving frayed holes from which his shoulders and arms are completely visible to any onlookers. The neck of the shirt goes downwards in a "v", showing a little bit of the reietsu inhibitor garb beneath. A pair of black judogi pants with slightly elongated legs to cover all of his legs instead of just up to the ankle covers his body from the waste down. Finally to top it off, a pair of black boots that reach halfway up his shins protect his feet from the elements. A stripe of white rings the rim of the boot, as well as the sole.
Personality: Kukai had turned out to be one of the most twisted individuals of Soul Society when it comes to interrogation. His favorite method? Torture of course. Using whatever means possible to extract the information that is required, the Vice Captain goes as far as he needs too, and enjoys doing it. The look of sheer agony on a victims face is a look of utmost beauty in Kukai's eyes. It is an art form, one that is only truly appreciated within the confines of the 9th Division. During these times where he is aloud to cause pain in just the right way to make them scream for mercy, and then dangle it right in front of their faces before snatching it away until the information has been extracted, Kukai will have a feral gleam in his ruby orbs. A maniacal grin will be graced upon his features, Kukai's tongue constantly darting out of his mouth to lick his lips. The Vice Captain enjoys slowly draining the blood from his victims when finished with them, whether by spilling from an open wound, letting it slowly drip over whatever surface is below said victim, or as he does most often, siphoning via a syringe, albeit a rather large one...which he calls Larry. Usually he'll take the valuable scarlet secretions and store them in white containers which he puts in a refrigerator in his quarters. How often he actually gets to do this is only as often as the Dark Lady lets him. Namely, whenever they have convicts, or prisoners that no longer need to be kept alive.
Looking at his inner self, you would think Kukai is probably the very definition of insanity. However, he is really much more mild than you would think just by looking at his inner world. In general, Kukai is a good spirited guy, friendly towards the people in his own division for the most part...Though if he sees someone that he deems
worthy as a meal, he will turn to his captain and ask her quite seriously: "Hey Lady...Can I eat him?" Though, if she says no he may be a little disappointed, but it easily blows over and he can shrug it off without worry. However the people he views as meals have been growing less and less frequent since becoming a Shinigami. It is a very mild hunger, and for Kukai is a treat by now. The most often time he will get such elegant meat is from the more delicate objects of interrogation. Any young and fresh being will be subject to devouring by none other than Kukai if they are sentenced to death. The more rugged and beastly types, or the fat and chubby types Kukai find either too tough to chew, or to full of nasty fat that they aren't worth it any longer. So as you can plainly tell, Kukai has become much more tame compared to his years before becoming a Shinigami, and the years when he was still alive. For his normal meals when he isn't drinking blood, or eating the flesh of disposed torture victims. Kukai's favorite meal are steaks with tomato juice. Yes, steaks...cooked only slightly just to give it a nice warm feel. The juicier the meat the better in Kukai's eyes. As for the tomato juice...nobody knows why the Vice Captain enjoys the beverage, but he is often seen with a bottle of V8 when around Seireitei and the Soul Society in general.
In a battle, Kukai will be so high on excitement that his reietsu will often breach the inhibitor and flare outwards revealing how strong he truly is. Only once since becoming a Vice Captain was his inhibitor taken off, and he singlehandedly defeated a Privaron Espada. The inhibitor, a vastly improved version of the headband model one Kiataro Kazue from Division 12 designed is the only thing that prevents Kukai from destroying things by accident every time he gets excited about something. During a fight, Kukai usually has a bloodlust composure, doing anything to defeat his opponent and loving every moment of it. Especially when he's winning, Kukai loved to fight, he loves the chance to cause pain without worry of the repercussions. Kukai's fighting style reflects this, consisting of reishi blasts and manipulation, with surprisingly expert level hand to hand combat.
When not in a fight, battle, war, or what not, and when not torturing and interrogating someone, Kukai is often either hanging around with his buddy Yoku, or out with some girl or another. For even though Kukai has a reputation for being a brutal interrogator, his kind attitude towards cute women he finds attractive, and his own good looks have earned him another reputation as a very desirable boyfriend. Near every other night Kukai is out with a girl, being consistent and true to a single girl very rarely. Only twice in his time as a soul reaper has he ever truly liked someone enough to be with them for more than a couple weeks to a month. Both relationships unfortunately ended in tragedy. One of them was devoured by a group of gillion which were somehow mistaken as a small group of hollow that needed to be exterminated. The other was killed by an Arrancar, a Privaron Espada at that which somehow kept under the radar in the real world. When Kukai found out, one of the few times he had ever experienced the emotion of anger surfaced. And he went to the real world himself to rip the Arrancar to shreds. He even went as far as taking his inhibitor off, just to prove that he meant business.
History:
~Prologue: Messed Up From the Start~
The rain was cold that night...that fateful night where a young boy would lose everything before he gained a thing. Where the first thing he would know, was the taste of what a true horror might be.
The damp cold fell from the sky, as a carriage carrying a duke and his wife, with their unborn son held in his mother's arms, was lead by a pair of sturdy white horses which trotted down the road towards the manor that overlooked the small, yet peaceful village they were on their way back from. None of the them would have expected that such a nice family outing would be ruined by what would soon come to follow. An arc of lightning lit up the sky, throwing the black clouds into stark contrast, outlined against the dark sky. Nearby a group of figures sat huddled in the bushes, waiting for something...a sign? An order? Whatever it was, the aura of malevolence that was shrouded among them could not be mistaken. Whatever they were planning, it had nothing to do with a walk in a sunlit meadow.
Thunder cracked the barrier of silence in response to the flash. Using this moment of unease within the realm of sound, the group of men dart from their position, and strike without mercy. The horses whinny in protest and pain as their legs were cut out from under them. The expectant mother quaked in fear as her husband kicked the door open and brandished a slim rapier with an intricate golden pommel. The noblewoman cringed with each clash of blade on blade she heard outside the carriage. When the door she was leaning on was thrown open, causing her to tumble backwards into the mud. A chuckle resounded above her as a pain unlike any other pierced her body. "NOOOOO!!!!" her scream ripped through the night as she looked at her body, skewered by a javelin which went right through her stomach...right through where her unborn child lay.
"Marissa!!!!!!!!!!!" The Duke shouted with horror as he saw what had befallen his wife. Rushing over, he cuts down the last of the bandits, the one that impaled her. Falling to his knees, the Duke was already mourning his Wife at the site of how much blood she's already lost.
"Save him...Please..." Her voice was barely above a whisper.
Darkness....
So much darkness...Death is looming...
What...is that? This taste...My first taste...
...What is that? It's so bright...What is it?
It's getting brighter! Make it stop!
A baby's cry rips the air as he was yanked prematurely from his mother's womb by a sobbing father. The baby was lucky his mother was about to go into labor...if not for that, than he would have perished. "Kukai...she wanted to name you Kukai...after my father. I will honor her wish...and so from here forward. You are Shizuma Kukai, the son of Duke Shizuma Kibaru..."
The Duke ran home clutching his infant son, who was holding onto life by a mere thread. By the time he reached the manor, the baby was barely breathing. The personal physician that was staying with them rushed out when he saw what had happened.
Three weeks passed, and the baby's condition finally stabilized. It was nothing short of a miracle.
~Chapter 1: Conversion~
A couple years went by, and the baby's father remarried. She was a strong woman, and a good mother. Kukai himself came to hate her. She wasn't someone that the toddler thought belonged in his home. She was an intruder on his life. Kukai himself was a very bright young boy, he had a full vocabulary by the time he was two and a half and could have full conversations with his father and step-mother. Though he spoke to the latter grudgingly. When he was three, Keiko Shizuma, Duchess of West Fennas had a child. A girl that looked just like her father, Duke Kibaru. Black hair, and a pair of dark green eyes. Like her half-brother, she was also very bright, though not as exceptionally so as Kukai was.
It was the day Lita, Kukai's half-sister, turned two that Kukai finally accepted her. And decided to give her the best present he could. Their watcher, old lady Adine, had fallen asleep. So the siblings sneaked upstairs to the third floor, where they wouldn't be bothered.
The memory of his first taste was still branded into his mind. He would never forget it, and still searched for it.
~Chapter 2: Bleeding Heart~
~Chapter 3: Starving Plus~
~Chapter 4: On the Road Again~
~Chapter 5: Realization and Rebirth~
~Chapter 6: The Wrong Atmosphere~
~Chapter 7: Home Sweet Home~
~Chapter 9: Enter the Final Release~
~Chapter 10: Aftermath~
The rain was cold that night...that fateful night where a young boy would lose everything before he gained a thing. Where the first thing he would know, was the taste of what a true horror might be.
The damp cold fell from the sky, as a carriage carrying a duke and his wife, with their unborn son held in his mother's arms, was lead by a pair of sturdy white horses which trotted down the road towards the manor that overlooked the small, yet peaceful village they were on their way back from. None of the them would have expected that such a nice family outing would be ruined by what would soon come to follow. An arc of lightning lit up the sky, throwing the black clouds into stark contrast, outlined against the dark sky. Nearby a group of figures sat huddled in the bushes, waiting for something...a sign? An order? Whatever it was, the aura of malevolence that was shrouded among them could not be mistaken. Whatever they were planning, it had nothing to do with a walk in a sunlit meadow.
Thunder cracked the barrier of silence in response to the flash. Using this moment of unease within the realm of sound, the group of men dart from their position, and strike without mercy. The horses whinny in protest and pain as their legs were cut out from under them. The expectant mother quaked in fear as her husband kicked the door open and brandished a slim rapier with an intricate golden pommel. The noblewoman cringed with each clash of blade on blade she heard outside the carriage. When the door she was leaning on was thrown open, causing her to tumble backwards into the mud. A chuckle resounded above her as a pain unlike any other pierced her body. "NOOOOO!!!!" her scream ripped through the night as she looked at her body, skewered by a javelin which went right through her stomach...right through where her unborn child lay.
"Marissa!!!!!!!!!!!" The Duke shouted with horror as he saw what had befallen his wife. Rushing over, he cuts down the last of the bandits, the one that impaled her. Falling to his knees, the Duke was already mourning his Wife at the site of how much blood she's already lost.
"Save him...Please..." Her voice was barely above a whisper.
Darkness....
So much darkness...Death is looming...
What...is that? This taste...My first taste...
...What is that? It's so bright...What is it?
It's getting brighter! Make it stop!
A baby's cry rips the air as he was yanked prematurely from his mother's womb by a sobbing father. The baby was lucky his mother was about to go into labor...if not for that, than he would have perished. "Kukai...she wanted to name you Kukai...after my father. I will honor her wish...and so from here forward. You are Shizuma Kukai, the son of Duke Shizuma Kibaru..."
The Duke ran home clutching his infant son, who was holding onto life by a mere thread. By the time he reached the manor, the baby was barely breathing. The personal physician that was staying with them rushed out when he saw what had happened.
Three weeks passed, and the baby's condition finally stabilized. It was nothing short of a miracle.
~Chapter 1: Conversion~
A couple years went by, and the baby's father remarried. She was a strong woman, and a good mother. Kukai himself came to hate her. She wasn't someone that the toddler thought belonged in his home. She was an intruder on his life. Kukai himself was a very bright young boy, he had a full vocabulary by the time he was two and a half and could have full conversations with his father and step-mother. Though he spoke to the latter grudgingly. When he was three, Keiko Shizuma, Duchess of West Fennas had a child. A girl that looked just like her father, Duke Kibaru. Black hair, and a pair of dark green eyes. Like her half-brother, she was also very bright, though not as exceptionally so as Kukai was.
It was the day Lita, Kukai's half-sister, turned two that Kukai finally accepted her. And decided to give her the best present he could. Their watcher, old lady Adine, had fallen asleep. So the siblings sneaked upstairs to the third floor, where they wouldn't be bothered.
The memory of his first taste was still branded into his mind. He would never forget it, and still searched for it.
~Chapter 2: Bleeding Heart~
~Chapter 3: Starving Plus~
~Chapter 4: On the Road Again~
~Chapter 5: Realization and Rebirth~
~Chapter 6: The Wrong Atmosphere~
~Chapter 7: Home Sweet Home~
~Chapter 9: Enter the Final Release~
~Chapter 10: Aftermath~
Additional Info:
Zanpakuto
General
Name: Akatengoku (Bloody Paradise)
Spirit Description: Akatengoku is the most fearsome creature mankind has ever known. A being so vicious and evil that sharks and tigers quell at even the thought of it! This creature...goes by the title of...
Koala...
A pink koala! With a very long tail that snakes around the palm tree! At two feet tall this creature will devour the limbs off man itself! Quite literally in fact. With it's constantly twitching ears, with the tufts of cute black fur sticking out of them, Akatengoku is quite fond of chewing on random limbs, whether they be arms or legs. His proffered method for chomping on these limbs, is to peel the skin off of the tissue like a banana, and then proceed to eat the flesh inside. Finally throwing away the bones into the massive pile under his blood-caked palm tree.
In general, Akatengoku is a very laid back sort of character, one which seems to enjoy food...lots...and lots...of food. And what better food than the limbs that are always being munched on. Never is there a time when an arm or leg is clutched in the Koala's grip, always being feasted upon by the bloodstained lips if Kukai's zanpakuto. Aka is very supportive of Kukai's escapades with women, being almost a mirror image of his wielder, they get along like two peas in a pod. When the time does indeed call for more seriousness, Akatengoku will actually put aside the limb he would be chewing on at the time, and focus on the troubles at hand. Unlike Kukai, Aka is a very wise figure, even if he doesn't show it. He knows what's best for the Vice Captain, and won't hesitate to tell him off if he's doing something that would meaninglessly put himself at risk. Like...cliff diving for example. Or...trying to drown himself. Those would be considered meaningless. Getting into fights on the other hand, not so much meaningless as more...exciting. No that's not quite the word...Exhilarating...yes...Exhilarating is the way to go.
Kukai's inner world is a tropical island, about a mile in diameter or so surrounded by a sea of infinite proportions. Not very large, but it's homey for one such as Kukai. In the center is a nice little shack, on a small mountain overlooking the rest of the island. Outside of which near the edge of the cliff ledge is a palm tree. This palm tree has blood drenching a good deal of the trunk. The rest of the trunk is caked with dried gore and more blood. Sitting on the massive leaves that are at it's crown is Akatengoku himself, the long pink tail sprouting from his exterior wrapped around the top fifth of the trunk. At the base of the palm tree, is a quite sizable pile of bones, human bones at that. Mostly those from just the limbs, but one could see that their were a few foot bones, and hand bones, even a skull or two were scattered throughout. Each and everyone of the white bones, has been picked completely clean, making them look extremely white in sharp contrast to the blood red of the stained tree.
Sealed: Akatengoku was originally a vicious chain-scythe type weapon. However instead of a scythe, it was a wicked looking blade stained with a rusty color indicating long since dried blood. The blade was serrated and jagged, looking almost like a saw near the hilt, and more like an actual blade as it extends from the hilt, finally tapering out to a smooth blade at the end. The hilt was a crucifix with a skull in the center. The handles were wrapped in what looked like old bandages with blood stains on them. However, due to the fact that Kukai does not possess the ability to contain his spiritual pressure, Akatengoku is in permanent initial release and can not be resealed.
Shikai
Activation Phrase: Drench the world Akatengoku!
Appearance: A pair of onyx bracelets, one on each wrist. About two inches wide each, they look more like bracers or wrist guards than bracelets. A mount with four small spines clutching a ruby is embedded into the top of each of the bracelets. A band of silver goes around the entire band, connecting to either side of the mount where the blood-red jewels are held fast.
Abilities: Akatengoku gives Kukai the ability to manipulate reishi in nearly any shape possible. A sword, an axe, a cannon ball. You name it, he can make it. This also includes pushing it off of his body granting him the ability to move through the air at will.
For the most part, Kukai is a precision fighter. Having studied medical arts and kidou during his days in the academy, he has come to know the anatomy of many different creatures very well, whether they be human, or hollow, or what have you. So often, he will use ranged weapons, particularly slim shafts quite similar to needles to pierce various places on the body to cause a variety of effects. Whether it be fatigue, dizziness from loss of blood, or just a lot of pain, chances are if anyone knows the right spot, it'll be Kukai. At other times, Kukai will close the distance and use accurate jabs and strikes to weaken his opponent before finishing them off.
To sum up his overall fighting style, he will use a mixture of surprisingly proficient hand to hand combat, usually a combination of judo and taikwando, and reishi blasts to subdue his opponent by any means necessary.
Kaihou Goshujin Konpaku: Release Your Soul: Using his Shikai's ability, Kukai can release his reishi in concentrated yellow blasts varying in power, size, and shape. The most common is a series of blasts equal to that of a Numeros' cero.
Shuuha no Reikon: Wave of Souls: A more sustained version, of Kaihou Goshujin Konpaku in which he uses both of his hands to control the flow of reishi. Due to the nature of this whitish-blue blast, Kukai can not sustain it for more then a precious few seconds. However that will often be enough to triple, if not quadruple the power that a normal blast would have. This ability is extremely potent, however Kukai can not use it excessively in a fight for fear of tiring himself out very quickly.
Shoutomo: Destroy All: The most powerful blast is Kukai's arsenal. The Vice Captain gathers a mass amount of dark blue reishi in his hands, which will then form into a massive orb around four times his size. This blasts can take a couple minutes to charge (two posts), which leaves Kukai open to attack. However the charge time is not hindered at all. The drawback of this is that Kukai can not move at all, so if he's attacked while charging he is forced to suffer the blow instead of blocking or dodging it. The blast itself is equivalent to that of Hadou 88: Hiryugekizokushintenraiho, and is exceedingly hard to avoid due to it's mass. Unfortunately, Kukai must remain grounded while using this attack.
Bankai
Name Akatengoku Kittashishi (Bloody Paradise of Severed Limbs)
Activation Phrase: Bankai!
Appearance:
Kukai gets a significant change in his appearance. His hair has warped to a deep shade of black, a sharp contrast to the silver tresses that graces his crown before. The untidy locks stick out in random directions, coming to rest on his shoulders. His chest and abdomen have become quite bare, unless you count the magenta fur that covers the majority of it except for a small cavity on his chest, which leaves his pectoral muscles bare. Kukai's arms have also been coated with the fur, ending just before the back of his hands. To end the furryness of his Bankai, a long powerful tail extends out from his exterior. A pair of black wristbands and anklebands bind his wrists and lower calves and shins respectively, while a black cloth sash wraps around his lower abdomen. The Judogi pants that he wears have also changed, becoming a dark gray. In addition to the color change, they have also been bound by the ankle bands, rather than remaining free like in his initial release Finally a pair of black boots, with gray soles not unlike the ones he often wears normally finish this lovely description.
Abilities: For a basis, Kukai's general speed, agility, strength, and endurance have all been significantly increased, as well as the potency of the blasts he releases from his palms.
Darashinai Daraku: Unleash Corruption: Essentially a powered up version of Kaihou Goshujin Konpaku, except for the fact that these are light blue rather than yellow like before. They also have the added effect of mimicking Sokatsui in effect. They do around as much damage as a Espada's bala (5-10).
Shuuha no Ikari Wave of Hatred: Contrary to Darashinai Daraku, Shuuha no Ikari is NOT a stronger version of Shuuha no Reikon. It is in fact a literal wave of red energy similar to that of a Gillian's Cero, that surges in front of Kukai in a four square meter wall that will be continuously fired until the Vice Captain is interrupted, stops it, or is otherwise incapable of continuing the surge of reishi. The power it takes for a continuous flow of reishi of this caliber is fairly significant, and there for to avoid being drained of all of his energy, Kukai can't sustain the wave for more then a couple of minutes. (About two posts). The blast has an equal strength to that of a Espada's Cero (5-10), making it a formidable attack, but not one that would be considered a doomsday device.
Tsumibito Kanshaku: Sinner's Passion: The very passion of a sinner like Kukai unleashed in all it's radiant and demonic glory. This ability is split up into two different forms. The first of which is a crimson aura that surrounds Kukai, it pulsates upwards in a flame like appearance and gives off the sense of the bloodlust Kukai inhabits when entering this state. His overall abilities are enhanced slightly, and he gains the ability to form multiple blasts of energy at once. These are than showered upon the enemy in a rain of destruction. The blasts are as strong as they are numerous...survival is not guaranteed. Anyone below class 4 would be completely crippled, counting them out. (Each blast about the strength of a numerous cero not in ressureccion)
The second form is when Kukai takes off his inhibitor. His reietsu spikes to that of an Espada in Ressureccion (5-10) and the aura changes to a black color. Kukai's eyes turn into a pair of crimson lights. Red lightning crisscrosses and arcs randomly over his body because of the sheer strength of his reietsu. Being able to summon discs of energy to fire at his opponent. Theses discs can cut clean through solid stone making the phrase "like a knife through butter" seem like an understatement. The strain of this state on Kukai's body is so great however, that if he remains in such an uncontrolled state his own reieshi would begin chewing away at his cells, unfortunately, Kukai loses all sense of himself and becomes a mindless killing machine that unless stopped will end up killing himself, and anyone unfortunate enough to be weaker than him.
Shinigami Techniques
Bakudo: Binding Arts:
[1]Sai: Restrain - Locks a target's arms in place behind their back. Requires the user to be close to the target and with a clear sight to them. This technique is weak and someone of equal strength to the user could easily break out if given a little time.
[4]Hainawa: Crawling Rope - The user holds their hands together as they gather reiatsu for the attack, then as they are about to unleash it they separate their hands, yellow lightning like energy running inbetween them before they thrust their hands toward the target, sending the energy flying like a rope that if it hits the target will wrap itself around them and hold them in place. Anyone stronger than the user could easily break out of it if given a little time.
Hadou: Destructive Arts
[11]Tsuzuri Raiden Bound Lightning - Electric current flows through any object the user touches and is able to lead electricity, damaging any target that is in contact with the object the current runs through.
[31]Shakaho: Shot of Red Fire: Fires a sphere of red energy at the target, doing a respectable amount of damage on a direct hit, but nothing that is close to life threatening.
Incantation: "Ye lord! Mask of blood and flesh, all creation, flutter of wings, ye who bears the name of Man! Inferno and pandemonium, the sea barrier surges, march on to the south!"
[54]Haien: Abolishing Flames: Fires a blast of purple spiritual energy that will incinerate a target completely when it makes contact.
Chiyu: Healing: Due to Kukai's limited time in the fourth division, he was not able to perfect these spells. Therefor, he must spend quite a bit of time casting before they will finally be released. This makes it almost worthless to use it a conflict, and only practical for after a fight, or during the times where a victim needs to be kept alive for continuous interrogation.
[14]Saigen: Revival: If near death, only moments to spare before entering the void, one could use this technique to stabilize their life force long enough to apply more powerful healing techniques to bring them back to full strength.
[23]Fukkatsu: Restoration: If one has lost a lot of blood, this technique charges their remaining blood vessels to multiply inside the body, swiftly restoring their lost blood.
[37]Risutoa: Restore: This technique will reconstruct, and repair and broken or shattered bones in ones body.
[66]Pa-ji Awai: Purging Light: An advanced healing technique that will seal any wound on the body, and dramatically increase their vitality so they can return to normal in a swift manner.
Incantation: "Light's grace, grant this fluttering bird the breath of life, remove the tainted shadows that smother the soul."
Other Techniques
Shunpo: Flash Step: Gathering reishi at ones feet, a shinigami can step through the air to immediately appear several feet in one direction. Truly skilled users can step very large distances.
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