Post by Beast on Jul 2, 2017 18:00:52 GMT -5
Training for CTP
The 34th floor of Las Noches held the sleeping quarters for all the inferior and lesser Arrancar. The Numeros, the Privaron Espada, the nobodies without even a rank. It was a massive floor, full of Arrancar who would do anything to gain enough power to be one of Kouhai's finest. The Espada. The Swords of the King of Las Noches. Those 10 spots were highly coveted, but few had the power to deserve it. Even when spots were vacant, like now, the inhabitants of this floor did not have the strength to take it. And so they were jealous of the new arrival. A man, no, a demon, who had gotten in the good graces of one of the most famous of the Espada who was now an emissary of Hell, an Envainar. This demon slept on the 34th floor as well and went by the name of Beast.
Beast had recently come across a Nakabakki named Tsukuyomi Kawada. The Nakabakki was half-shinigami, and had not one Shikai, but two separate and distinct releases. Beast was insanely jealous and coveted that kind of power. He knew that in order to do that he'd have to temper his soul and forge some sort of new weapon. But how? He had already slain Grodd's Zanpakutou Spirit, so he couldn't ask her. Though, she did occasionally come back to plague him as a ghost. Maybe he could locate her and find some way of replicating her... Ah, this was all just too complicated. He wanted to smash stuff until he got what he wanted. So, he had left his room to explore the sands of Hueco Mundo until he found a Shinigami patrol.
These patrols were rare these days, but with his Energy Sensory he managed to find one. He was in their midst in a flash, using his raw physical strength to beat the leader of the pack into submission with just a few choice blows to the face, chest, and stomach. The rest drew their swords against him and rushed him, but he blew them all away with the area thrust Kidou Surasorutoeira. One by one they picked themselves up and charged at him. One by one he could handle much more easily. His fists were a blur, combining Boxing and Hakuda effortlessly to counter their strikes, create openings, and then shatter limbs with ease.
Soon they were all incapacitated. He consumed one with Hollow Wraith's Nectar, drawing the life energy into himself to restore his spiritual reserves and bolster his fitness. It felt so great he wanted to consume them all. But instead, he held back and bound them together with Horin and dragged them back to Las Noches. Back to his room. There he lined up their Zanpakutou against his wall and contemplated how to forge them into his new weapon. Would he wake up the Shinigami and get them to manifest their Zanpakutou Spirits so he could try to enslave one of them? Would he just melt down the weapons and try to forge them into a new broadsword to suit him? Would that even work? He wasn't the brainiest of folks, so he thought that he'd best get his Boss to come take a look at his handiwork and come up with a solution.
Kuroi would know what to do. Beast would have his second Zanpakutou in no time.