A Mutual Hatred

[Kitai Yoru]

Thread Title: A Mutual Hatred
Participants: Kitai Yoru, Nami
World: Human World
Death Setting: Non Death Enabled
Rating: PG-13
Location: In the depths of the unsavory underbelly of the city, Nami finds Kitai Yoru, hunting around for any information he can find about the destruction of his chains.
Special Conditions: None
Circumstances: As a Saika, Nami is untrusting of Kitai. This naturally results in a fight between the two.

[Kitai Yoru]

Kitai wanted to say this was another ordinary day for him, but that would be a lie. An ordinary day for have more blood and bodies. The Lunatic had decided to pay another black market a visit, continuing his unending search to break his chains. His search had lead him to what was unfortunately non-spiritual in nature. He decided to take his frustrations out on the normal humans, beating them black and blue, taking great care not to kill any of them. They had a lot of weapons, pulling out various guns to kill him. He found it amusing at their feeble attempts to end his life.

He cleared out the criminals, breaking their limbs to disable them, before calling the police on their sorry hides. Not finding anything relevant to his chains, he decided to leave through the back alley exit. He barely made it a few steps, before he heard a yell behind him. Looking over his shoulder, it appeared he missed one. Said one was coming at him with a Katana, getting a reaction out of Kitai. "BWHAHAHAHAHAHA!" He laughed in surprise, sidestepping the man's overextended sword swing. He did the same for a few more, laughing at the man all the while.

"A Katana!? You're trying to kill me, with a f$cking Katana!? Yehahahahahahaha!" The Saika was holding his gut at the absurdity of it. The man looked like his head was going to explode from how red his face was getting. Deciding he had enough, the Lunatic grabbed the weapon with his bear hand, while wiping away an imaginary tear with the other. He snapped the sword in two in a single fluid motion. The arms dealer went pale from fear. Kitai put his face right next to the man's face. "Boo." He screamed, before running out of the alley. Kitai could only chuckle at the interaction.

Out of Hell posts: 18 1/3

[Izanami Midorikawa]

Moving through Karakura at her usual pace with the last few days being fairly calm the Fullbringer began to ponder just what could she do. It didn’t take long though for Nami to actually begin thinking almost human. She had almost never thought of herself throughout most of her existence and yet now living on her own under the authority of Soul Society. She had embraced the strange nature of being human and all the difficult emotions that came with it. She hadn’t given much time to figuring out herself, but what time she had lead her to question the choices she still made. Yes she was a substitute shinigami for Soul Society and yet was that her purpose? Should she still seek out the only thing she knew to her core was the right thing or keep pushing it off under the established good for Karakura.

Now though she heard the familiar sound of what she knew as conflict. Someone was causing trouble and that simply meant it was time to go to work and solve the issue. It only took her about a minute to reach the alley that all of the noise seemed to be emitting from. The scene of scattered wounded humans with various weapons dotting the ground. What was still in the alley with no obvious wounds or problem at all was something wrapped in malice. The man rushing past her pure terror on his face as the entity laughed. “Beating average humans. I would expect more from an entity of Hell. Two choices. Leave or attack and get beat your decision.”

[Kitai Yoru]

"Well, well, well, isn't this interesting?", Kitai said. After the last regular schmuck decided to run off, this boring blond girl decided to show up. She looked pissed, particularly at him, though he was sure he hadn't the slightest idea why. He chuckled to himself, as he crossed his arms by placing them into his sleeves. He stared at the woman at the end of the alley. She wasn't tall. In fact, she was quite short, around a foot and a half shorter than he was. He walked towards the woman, with a grin on his face.

"I pick the third option!" He says, as he gets ever closer. "I force you to attack me. Heheheha!" He stops two feet from the young woman, before leaning down a great deal to get face to face with her. He was goading her, obviously, but his swagger was almost over the top, not showing anything but the utmost confidence in himself. Or, more likely, underestimating this girl, assuming she's only around the same strength as the goons he'd beaten before. All the while Izanami would swear she'd seen this man before.

Starting with a Darkskill Body: 4,500 reiatsu(25% current reiatsu, plus 500)
Total Reiatsu Remaining: 11,500/16,000

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{The fun bits: Stats}Strength: (100x.5) 50
Speed: (100x.5) 50
Reiatsu strength: (100x.5) 50
Spiritual Pressure: (400x4) 1600
Senses: (150x.5) 75
Instinct: (290x.5) 145
Energy Sensory: (0x.5) 0
Healing Expertise: (0x.5) 0

Dark Aura: 100
Light Aura: 0

Willpower: 3
Pain Tolerance: 3
Battle Analysis :3
Crafting: 3
Martial Skill; Style of the Moron: 3

Darkskill body Stats: Strength 525
Speed: 525
Reiatsu strength: 50
Spiritual Pressure: 800
Senses: 75
Instinct: 145
Energy Sensory: 0
Healing Expertise: 0

Durability: 750

[Izanami Midorikawa]

A Hell Spawn In Karakura this was no matter to simply go at easily. Nothing from Hell was ever to be underestimated. Whatever this thing was it more than likely possessed the power to destroy Karakura. She wasn’t sure why or how, but she could feel the power emanating from him that simply reinforced what Nami had already come to the conclusion of after only seeing the threat for a moment. The only chance that she had of defeating this thing and expunging it from Karakura would be to go at it with everything she could immediately.

She had to question though how was it outside of Hell without concealing itself. She had been taught that Hell Spawn needed to do so otherwise Hell itself would pull them back to the depths. Meeting the starting challenge Nami focused her reiatsu and as the creature got within three feet it would see the silver of her eyes vanish as dark gold took its place. Her pupils slanted it appeared as if a creature in turn was now gazing into the eyes of the Hell Spawn. This was going to be a battle between monsters.

The veins around her eyes pronounced easily visible as Nami’s dog tags in her right hand transformed into her large claymore held diagonally from her waist up past her shoulder between them. Almost as if it were a line waiting for the Hell Spawn to cross it. It was time to see just was she could do with her abilities if she went all out. She had never attempted it, but this was the appropriate time. There would be no warning as no a single aspect of Nami moved when suddenly the walls of the alley they stood within rushed out. Roughly the size of a muscle car from each wall moved at the speed and force of 750 slamming together in a massive blow forcing the wind of the area to rush away blowing Nami’s hair backwards as she stood stoic.

It would depend on if Kitai had evaded the walls or not, but should he have been smashed between the two Nami wasting no time would slash forward her Fullbring carrying her intention of victory with it. Making contact between the two massive forms of stone would be child’s play. Contact should it be made would amount to a swift sever would as all the water inside of kitai’s head would instantly be destroyed in turn mummifying his head. Should he evade the walls though Nami looking up at him would make her move as the air behind Kitai would push him from behind with a force of 700 towards her as Nami jumping from the ground held her Fullbring thrusting forward aimed to pierce Kitai’s torso. Just what would this Hell Spawn do against the guardian of Karakura?!

Royal Gaze: 1/10

Fullbringer: 1/10

Remaining Reiatsu: 1650/2700
Royal Gaze: (-750)
Fullbringer: (-300)

[Kitai Yoru]

An in an instant, the eyes of the young woman that he was looking into changed. No longer were they the eyes of a human. No, these were the eyes of a monster, cat-like slits surrounded by angry veins glaring into his lone human eye. This woman was no saint. She was no hero. And she proved that with her next action. He heard the walls move before he saw them. He wanted to simple evade them, but they were too fast, and likely just as strong as well. And seeing as he didn't want to destroy a large section of the city to stop the attack, he decided to get with the less destructive act.

He stood to his full height, as his arms flung themselves towards the walls. Suddenly, his sleeves exploded, as chains burst out to intercept the attack. The chains spun like a spiral, and as the bricks slammed against the chains, they were quickly sliced into chunks. Most of them inadvertently hitting Kitai. The sound it made was akin to metal nails on rock. He was grinning at her, despite all of the debris hitting his face, silently asking her what was next. And that question was answered in the form of air striking him in the back.

He hadn't been prepared for an attack from behind, so he had little chance to respond to being swept off his feet, now barreling towards the girl, who was in the middle of thrusting her long, hard, oversized sword into his insides, while he was unable to say no. Kitai moved as quickly as he could, twisting and slamming his foot into the side of her weapon to knock it aside, while his other crashed into her stomach. He didn't want to damage her too badly this early in the fight, so instead of a normal kick, he bent his knee as hit foot touched her, before extending it, more shoving her out of the alley with his high strength. It would hurt pretty bad, but nothing fatal.

As the two were forced onto the main road, Kitai landed in the street with a semi-graceful spin, chains twirling around him, giving the impression of a spinning top. The chains, now that they weren't spinning in a spiral motion, could be seen as sixteen feet long, as Kitai stopped, and they lie on the asphalt, seemingly lifeless. Izanami would be able to see how they carved away at the earth, cutting into the ground effortlessly. "Well aren't YOU full of surprises!" He said to her, as he laughed. He spun his arms again, and the black chains came back to life, before he swung them at the girl. They moved at a speed of 600, and had an offensive stat of 800.

Bladed Chains x2: 200 reiatsu
Total Reiatsu Remaining: 11,300/16,000

Body Limit: 2/10
Out of Hell Posts:18:3/3

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{Techs used}Technique Name: [Bladed Chains]

Class: [3]

Technique Type: [General Sinner Technique]

Usable By: [Hell Races]

Technique Element: [None]

Technique Description and Effects: [Well, if you can't get rid of the nigh indestructible chains, why not put them to good use? This ability have two parts to it.

1: The chains of Hell torment the denizens endlessly, so why not share the misery? Learning this ability influences the blades, giving them the ability to cut through anything as easily as a normal spiritual blade can, regardless of the chains not changing in appearance, still as rounded as ever. The offensive stat for the chains is based off either the highest Spiritual stat, or the user's Strength stat, whichever is higher. Chains are unable to cut their owner. This is a passive ability, and is unable to be turned off.

2: Through some heavy handed use of reiatsu, the user can extend and manipulate the chains to do as they please. For strength users, the chains will extend upto thirty feet, and will move at either a speed equal to their speed stat, or at a speed of 600. For spiritual users, the size scales off of their highest spiritual stat. For every 50 they have in their higher stat, the chains can extend another foot, and can move at either 600, or the user's speed. Cost is 100 reiatsu every post.]

How to use technique: [Pay the cost for chains. Cutting power is permanently active]

Technique Drawbacks: [Cost.]

Made By: [Kitai Yoru]

Reserved?: [No]

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{Darkskill Body Stats}Darkskill body Stats: Strength 535
Speed: 535
Reiatsu strength: 50
Spiritual Pressure: 800
Senses: 75
Instinct: 145
Energy Sensory: 0
Healing Expertise: 0

Durability: 770

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[Izanami Midorikawa]

It wasn't outside the realm of possibility although it had been less than expected even if what she was facing off against happened top have crawled out of Hell itself. The fact that this creature was able to intercept the attack from both side was astonishing. The attack though wasn't fruitless as Nami learned exactly what this creature's weapon of choice happened to be and thus her actions taken against him would now be more accurately planned. The chain blades that he swung were sharp enough that they managed to easily cut through the solid form of the stone. She had to obvious options, restrain them or overwhelm him.

Now though as the air itself shoved the creature towards her Nami thrust forward with every intention of destroying it immediately. This creature proved for the second time though it was up to the task of reacting at the drop of a dime. Shifting its position the creature managed to kick her Fullbring to the side although it would realize right away it had just underestimated her. The surface of this creature's foot would crack as all of the liquid was destroyed. Placing any weight on it would now cause the creature immense pain as that small section of its body had virtually just been killed.

At the same time though Nami felt the impact of this creature's other leg against the side of her torso. It was strong as she felt her flesh suffer, her bones creak under the pressure of the impact. All the same though this was just the opportunity she could capitalize on. His legs outstretched the creature left itself open for little more than a moment yet in that brief span of time it would feel the bite of the wind. This time it didn't simply push the creature instead rushing downwards from above with an edge set to cut through the creature's legs just below the knees. Reaching the end of the alley Nami jumped backwards a few feet to the middle of the run as she kept her eyes on this creature.

Thankfully at the moment it looked like no citizens were in sight and no one was coming down the road. That gave her a brief amount of time to finish off this creature. The creature itself kept on her rushing to meet her in the road its chained blades now far more extended almost as if it was going to use them as a distance weapon. Wasting no time as she typically did Nami the moment that the creature began to speak commanded the soul of the road itself around the blade chains. By the time the creature pulled on his chains it would feel resistance. It would see its weapons were restrained beneath the earth of the city by several feet. The moment it would take notice that was the moment it would suddenly feel as if its head was being crushed between four massive hammers. The wind in the area around the creature followed Nami's instruction slamming specifically against the head of this creature from all sides with a force of 700.

Royal Gaze: 2/10

Fullbringer: 2/10

Remaining Reiatsu: 1650/2700

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{Stats & Skills}
Strength: 200 (120)
Speed: 200
Spiritual Pressure: 270
Reiatsu Strength: 400 (700)
Instincts: 100
Senses: 100
Energy Sensory: 100
Healing Expertise: 0
Light Aura: 0
Dark Aura: 100

Learning: 2
Calm Mind: 2
Weapon*Swords: 2
Pain Tolerance: 2
Battle Analysis: 2
Martial Art*Taekwondo: 2

[Kitai Yoru]

Kitai probably would have felt the pain in his dehydrated foot, if it weren't for all the other things he was trying to deal with at the same time. His healthy leg was severed by something he couldn't see. He managed to balance himself on one foot as he landed, before he felt a pressure on his head. He cried out in pain from the pressure, as his skull caved in, before exploding upwards. Blood, bones, and greymatter shot out like a geyser, showering the surroundings in a disgusting rain. The headless body fell to its knees, and then to the ground, lying down as more blood pooled from its gaping neck hole.

And if this were any other person, that would be where their story ended. But Kitai was Kitai, and death didn't come so easily to the Saika. From the body, a mask figure was ejected from the corpse, launching said person back and away. This figure was cloaked in a black leatery garb wrapped around their body, not showing a hint of skin underneath. On their back were two large black wings, not covered in the weird black leather. Lastly, their face was covered in a bone-white mask, with a toothy grin painted on it. The left eye hole was damage, revealing an evil red eye, glaring at Izanami.

The figure let out a heavy wheeze, as it struggled to get up. "Y-you... b#tch..." It's voice was raspy, and its breathing was labored, but it still managed to sound as hateful as ever. It was unused to being in this form. And this creature was Kitai without his gigai. A sad and pathetic being, barely surviving off of the bodies he creates. And unfortunately for Izanami, no less dangerous for it. "Wrath..." He wheezed out, before his body began to glow a scarlet red, as the ground around him began to melt away.

The chains that were being held down by the earth shook, before violently freeing themselves from the ground with more ease than before. They flew at the woman with 600 speed, but no longer with an os of 800. Kitai's bodies restricted his true spiritual power, cutting it in half while he wore them. Now that he was stripped of them, his spiritual pressure returned to 1600, something that his chains mirrored. Their os doubled to 1600, while also doubling in length to 32 feet. Kitai's eye also glowed brightly. His Dark Skill had been activated.

Wrath allowed him to stand up fully, not giving him a physical boost, but merely making him too angry to continue lying down. He ran forward at a pitifully slow speed. He was no faster than a normal human in this form, but he didn't care at the moment. His foot came into contact with his former gigai body, and slammed through it without resistance, on his way to attack the woman with his hands and chains. The body completely dissolved into the earth, starting the process for the Blood Pool. If she managed to dodge the two sweeping arcs of the chains, cutting through whatever they touched, then she would have to avoid contact with an angry leatherbound Saika.

Bladed Chains x2: 200 reiatsu
Release: 100
Mark of Sin: Wrath: 250
Blood Pool:200
Total Reiatsu Remaining: 10,750/16,000

Out of Hell posts: 9

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{Techs used}Technique Name: [Mark of Sin: Wrath]

Class: [2]

Technique Type: [General Sinner techniques]

Usable By: [Hell Races]

Technique Element: [Physical]

Technique Description and Effects: [Being stuck in the bad end of the afterlife tends to bring out of some of the more negative aspects of the soul. One of seven that can be concentrated and brought forth in a physical form. This manifests as a mark on the body. For Wrath, this mark is branded on the inside of the right forearm. When activated, the user gives into their rage and anger, showing their hate for the world. Their bodies burn with a power they normally wouldn't be able to muster up. Anything that comes into contact with their bodies at this time will be damaged and burnt from the raw power they're letting off. Even brief interactions with the user in this state can melt skin. Lasts two posts.

Their body burns with the power of their original highest offensive stat, destroying anything with less than three quarters of it, and blocking anything above that. Attacks with a higher offensive stat will be undamaged.]

How to use technique: [User gives into their emotion, becoming the embodiment of Wrath, losing the ability to strategize. Costs 250 reiatsu.]

Technique Drawbacks: [The user must give into their emotion in order to use this ability, severely limiting their ability to think coherently, let alone form strategies. They can still use abilities, but not in any tactical way. After the ability ends, the user is left fatigued, their body not able to maintain full power afterward. Physicals are halved. Cooldown, 5 posts.]

Made By: [Kitai Yoru]

Reserved?: [Yes]


Technique Name: [The Blood Pool]

Class: [1]

Technique Type: [Saika Techniques]

Usable By: [Saika]

Technique Element: [Blood]

Technique Description and Effects: [The user is able to create a pool of blood that acts much like the lava pools in Hell. Entering the pool will completely heal anyone back to 100%t, as well as extend the duration out of Hell by five posts, per post they stay inside, for Saika. Anyone that enters the pool will be rendered completely immobile for the extreme burning sensation that the pool creates, unless they have a 3 in pain tolerance, or anti-torture. Heals anyone, including enemies that dare enter. ]

How to use technique: [The user must sacrifice a limb in order to create a pool. After that, the pool takes four posts to emerge. Costs 200 to start, but nothing once it finally energes.]

Technique Drawbacks: [Stated above]

Made By: [Kitai Yoru]

Reserved?: [Yes]

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{Normal Stats}Strength: (100x.5) 50
Speed: (100x.5) 50
Reiatsu strength: (100x.5) 50
Spiritual Pressure: (400x4) 1600
Senses: (150x.5) 75
Instinct: (290x.5) 145
Energy Sensory: (0x.5) 0
Healing Expertise: (0x.5) 0

[Izanami Midorikawa]

This creature although she could feel the immense spiritual strength emanating from its core wasn’t pushing her like she had expected. Something wasn’t right in Nami’s eyes. When she had been taught of Hell spawns she had learned that they are the most dangerous of all races with abilities to never scoff at. They’re to never be underestimated. By all accounts though she should be the one in a severely damaged state yet in reality this creature had one of its legs removed and now she had been successful in crushing its skull. The body slumped to the ground just as one would expect from a deceased corpse, but that couldn’t be right.

As if he were answering the questions Nami saw what she had been expecting to see when she had first felt the presence of a spawn from Hell. It seemed that this creature from the depths had been hiding within what she could only assume was a Gigai. How and why a spawn from Hell would actually be within a Gigai though that was something that Nami didn't understand. What she saw now though was the typical spirit clad in black attire with a mask concealing its face. It almost looked like a Hollow, but had enough differences to be figured as a different species.

As for the fact that Nami had managed to destroy the Gigai that this creature had been using, well she got an answer quick about how the entity felt about it. Nevertheless despite the fact that she hadn't damage its real body this creature at least the breathing of it told her that her efforts so far hadn't been fruitless. Whatever damage she had inflicted upon it although she saw no signs more than likely had pushed things in her favor. Now it was a matter of finishing this thing off before it could gain the advantage against her or harm Karakura.

As if to answer what she believed to be the next stage the chains of this creature began to almost tremble yet moved with enough force and speed to actually free themselves of the prison that Nami had turned of the road. Thsi gave her a bit of information about this creature even if it did mean it could resume it's attacked against her. It preferred to attack with the chains which meant it would be far more predictable now. They moved towards her and Nami instead of being predictable herself and executing Bringer Light gazed down for a moment. Suddenly the road beneath her feet began to rise at a speed of 700 pushing her out of harms way.

Now roughly teen feet off the surface of the road Nami could feel the pillar that she had just formed from the road sliced apart by the chains. Jumping from the pillar Nami focused her reiatsu causing the wind around her to spiral almost like a small tornado were forming and then pulling in on itself. After a moment Nami would no longer descend as she stood apart of a cloud of dark gray. A storm had been unleashed upon the creature of Hell. Compared to how fast Nami had been moving so far the creature may actually lose sight of her as the cloud soared through the air at a speed of 1000 carrying Nami with her upwards.

At the height of forty feet Nami could see that this creature had destroyed what had been remaining of its gigai. For what purpose she could only guess, but it was likely provided for the creature by someone else and thus destroying it would prevent Nami from tracking down the problem that would work alongside something from Hell. Wasting no time the creature still within Nami's sight would feel its body restrained as stone rushed upwards around it tightly as if the creature had falling into a tight hole. The set up complete Nami used the time it would take for the creature to break the stone. The wind rushing around the creature quickly formed a small tornado moving at the speed of 700. Controlling the tornado to prevent the creature from getting out of it without forcing itself out Nami above it threw her Fullbring down the eye of the tornado. If the creature wasn't successful in blocking or evading it would feel the massive sword impale it straight downwards.

Kinto'un: 1/6

Royal Gaze: 3/10

Fullbringer: 3/10

Remaining Reiatsu: 1350/2700
Kinto'un: {-300}

[Kitai Yoru]

Kitai both loved using Wrath, and hated it. He loved it because when he used it, he could ignore all the other pesky emotions that he felt, and could just let loose and rampage. He could tear apart his enemies like a one man army, and it felt great. On the other hand, he hated it because it left his mind in a haze of hate and rage, that often let others get the better of him in terms of skill. Like now, for instance, as the blond chick avoided his chains by making a platform to launch herself into the air from the ground.

He knew what she was doing, Soul Command he barely managed to recall. It was something he could do when he was a Fullbringer, and was technically something he could still do now. But, he was never very good at it, unlike this girl. It was annoying how good she was at it, as he lost track of her. He tried to follow where she was going, but it was impossible with his normal body. He wasn't fast enough. He yelled out in anger at her, a wordless roar of anger that he couldn't help but make. Especially as the winds around him tried to pick him up and twirl him around.

They tried, they really did, if the hurricane raging around him was anything to go by, but his chains let him anchor himself to the ground, with a little more effort than he was used to. He looked up, wanting to see just how large this twister was, only to see her at the end by happenstance. He also saw her blade flying at him. The blade could have been avoided, should he have been in one of his gigai. But that wasn't the case, and the circumstance made dodging the weapon all but impossible. The weapon struck true, and hit Kitai directly in the chest.

And bounced off.

Kitai let out a frustrated grunt, as the sword flew into the tornado from the failed execution attempt. It was a valiant effort, the Saika would have admitted if he were any other frame of mind, but Kitai was too pissed off to die. Suddenly a circle appeared on his chest, and a black gas poured out from it. The gas pooled out at his feet, spreading out five feet from all directions. The Black Fog twisted and turned from the winds, but was unwilling to move any further, regardless of the wind's power. The madman let out a roaring laugh, as he let out a burst of reiatsu.

The mist bulged and expanded, as a large head burst out of the gas, screeching as it was born into this world. A large red dragon, with yellow eyes flew into the night's sky. It was an eastern dragon, with two mouths, and large wings, with a blue underbelly. It was forty feet long, and its serpentine form flew through the sky with a grace at most birds would envy. It let out a shockwave roar as it passed through the tornado, and destroyed any momentum the winds had, freeing its creator. Kitai would have been injured, but his Wrath protected him from harm.

As he landed in the ground, the lunatic withdrew his chains, before his wings started to pulse. Much like his eye had done, his wings glowed for a moment, indicating that the second level of his release had been activated. Another monster spilled forth from the black mist, even as Kitai attempted to restrain himself. Kitai wasn't 'all there' at the moment, but he was struggling to stop himself from simply creating an army of monsters and wiping out all of Karakura. It was extremely tempting in this state of mind, but he managed to keep himself in check. Of course, that same temptation was keeping him from moving all that much.

The last monster that spilled out was a large white abomination of a creature. It had four arms, with its only facial features being four red, pupiless eyes, and a mouth filled with dagger-like teeth. It had four arms, each ending in clawed fingers. It was covered in scales, and stood forty feet in height. Its eyes immediately honed in on the woman, having far better senses and energy sensory than the man that created it. It too roared at Izanami, but didn't move towards her. A large chain was wrapped around its leg. Kitai's chain. The beast was unable to hard its master, and moving would have done so. It waited in front of Kitai.

The sky dragon, on the other hand, did not. It chased after the Fullbringer with a burning hatred that no mortal creature should possess. It was strong, with a strength and durability of 800, but painfully slow, only having a speed of 400. Still, it would chase her to the ends of the earth if given the chance. It would snap its mighty jaws at her if it got close, and would crush her if it bit her. The dragon would follow her until she killed it, or it killed her. That was the only way for the woman to stop this beast. Kitai remained on the ground, raging against himself.

Black Fog: 250, 250 from touching it
Bladed Chains x2: 200
Black Fog Reiatsu Reserves: 425
Black Fog Beast Summoning: 1,000
Second Dark Skill: 150

Total Reiatsu Remaining: 8,900/16,000

Mark of Sin Wrath: 2/2
Blood Pool: 2/4
Out of Hell Posts: 8

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{Black Fog}Technique Name: [The Black Fog]

Class: [1]

Technique Type: [Hell Techniques]

Usable By: [Hell Races]

Technique Element: [Shadow]

Technique Fluff: [Those who fear the darkness are wise. Evil in its most primal form thrives in the shadows, always on the edge of the light. But while it is rare when the shadows of the underworld touch the land of the living, the results are always spoken of for generations. The Black Fog is an ability generated by those who have seen the proverbial void, and gazed into it. These people are those with hearts blacker than most, and live in perpetual chaos, misery, and hate. Those who use this technique are often those who have given up on life, and have let themselves fall into despair, or have done so at least once in their existence. This ability was made to show that, no matter how much hope there is the world, and no matter how happy the world becomes, evil will never leave the hearts of mankind, and will always linger. The darkest shadows linger behind the brightest lights.

The Black Fog is generated from the soul of the user, spilling from their chests, completely enshrouding their lower bodies in a mist of darkness at all times. From there, the fog begins to spread over the ground, seemingly consuming it, with the top of it lingering three feet above it. The Black Fog is thick to the point where no light can ever pierce it, consuming it in its entirety. The mist does more than feed off the light however. The shadows absorb all forms of energy that come into contact with it, be it heat, light, or reiatsu. Especially reiatsu.

The air above the fog is quickly drained of any lingering reiatsu, preventing anyone from creating airground platforms of any kind, as well as preventing any stepping abilities. However, those who stand in the blackened air start to suffer from the effects of this immediately. The moment anyone comes into contact with it will quickly lose their power, before fading away beneath the darkness, never to be seen again.

But this isn't what makes this ability so feared, although that is a part of it. The darkness is a sponge for souls, but it doesn't let that energy go to waste. Once it has absorbed enough souls, this ability starts to create monsters. Often titanic beings of pure hate and rage emerge from the shadows, climbing out of the nothing, existing for only destruction. The monsters can take on many forms, ranging from ogers, wolves, or even the well known dragon. These creatures stand anywhere from seven feet in height, to a towering fifty.

The being are extremely durable as well, needing the strongest of champions to slay them. The Black Fog naturally doesn't harm them, and are immune to the effects of it. No matter their shape, these creatures are only as smart as an animal, beatial in thought, maybe as smart as a lion.

All the air above the mist is stripped of reiatsu, no matter the distance. Any ability that touches the fog is absorbed, so long as the offensive stat is lower than the user's, adding the reiatsu used for the ability to the reiatsu counter.]


Technique Effects:

A Black mist spills out of the user's chest, quickly covering the ground around them, hovering two feet off the lowest surface. The Mist spreads five feet per post, times how many posts it has been active. 1 post equals five feet, 2 is ten, 3 fifteen, and so on. The air above the Black Fog cannot be used for any form of airground above it. Anyone in the fog loses 250 reiatsu per post, and loses the same amount just by touching it. Non- spiritual humans, plants, and animals die instantly when they come into contact with the fog.

Any techs used while inside the fog will charge the fog by half the amount paid for the original tech. Once the fog has collected 500 reiatsu, the user can summon a creature of the writer's choice to attack or cause general chaos. The user is also able to wait, and have the fog store its reiatsu in order to summon multiple beasts at once. The creature does not obey the caster, nor is it affected by the draining effects of the fog.

The stats of the creatures are always 800 strength, 400 speed, and 150 in all sensory stats, with 800 durability. The user is able to pay 500 in order to charge the mist. The Cost to maintain is 100 reiatsu, and is used to charge the fog. Fog lasts three posts after the user stops paying for it, and is unable to summon beasts after they stop.

How to use technique: [Mentioned above]

Technique Drawbacks: [The Black Fog, cannot be thrown around like a weapon, and will only remain on the ground, and around the user's lower body. Kicking with the fog around their legs will not drain opponents of reiatsu. The user is not immune to the draining effects of the fog, and is drained every post. Monsters will not obey anything the caster of the Fog commands of them.]

Incantation and Effect:

Made By: [Kitai Yoru]

Reserved?: [No]

[Izanami Midorikawa]

Keeping itself from being lifted off the ground was a good play especially given that the creature seemed to dive into the insanity of its home. That wasn’t the most strange or problematic thing that Nami discovered now that her assault against the creature was coming to pass. Not only did this creature seem to have quite the skill at utilizing its chains, but now it was expelling a large amount of smoke from its body. Perhaps it had been a Bount during its life and still miraculously managed to still possess the ability to turn its physical body into smoke. There was a more likely explanation for sure one of which that came to Nami was this creature could utilize smoke as a sort of weapon. How though was beyond her limited imagination.

Although she couldn’t quite see and thus didn’t know if it had been completely unsuccessful the fact that her Fullbring actually bounced off the chest of this creature was something that forced Nami to alter her typical combat methods. Already she was quick at work incorporating what she had just seen into her hat she may be able to do against it. As for her Fullbring the large claymore was grabbed by the tornado. Nami just happened to communicate that she wanted it back and thus the sword was pulled along and then tossed up into the air directly in front of Nami. Now holding her Fullbring by the hilt as always Nami had to ponder if the weapon she had believed to be able to destroy anyone was really worth still employing.

The moments that followed were filled with appalling noise. This creature kept laughing a sickening tone. Even louder though was the screeching of a creature appearing from the smoke itself or perhaps the primary problem. Either way it seemed this one spawn of Hell was calling forth some sort of assistance. It only took a single action for the creature that Nami realized resembled a dragon of the serpent description to break the tornado that encompassed the summoner. Wasting no time nor giving her for any additional edge Nami immediately took off via the cloud beneath her. Rising higher up into the sky at a speed of 1000. She could tell after a few moments that if there was no other benefit her cloud was still far faster than this dragon.

Looking backwards while her cloud kept the dragon from catching them both, Nami could see the dragon. It was within minty feet now which meant it had to be eliminated. Nami knee she wouldn’t be able to keep up her Royal Gaze much longer as her eyes had started to hurt already. Her vision was starting to deteriorate already as anything beyond ninth feet to her was now a blur of color. This just meant anything she could see would have to be destroyed should it be a threat. As such the air solidified in the path between them. A long yet thin formation resembling a crow bar. Nami gave the air a simple command. “Remove it’s sight.” Immediately it began to move intercepting the dragon and stabbing itself into the right eye of the beast straight through until it hit the first sign of bone. Even if the dragon wasn’t killed it would be critically injured and now have to evade the Fullbring thrown by Nami at the left while the dragon likely writhed in pain. If it managed to embed into the eye of the dragon it would be finished as all the liquid of its skull would be destroyed and thus the brain would no longer function.

It seemed the dragon whether it was killed or not wasn’t the only monstrosity that the creature of Hell managed to summon into Karakura. What Nami could see though resembled very little of what she could deem as natural. The only species that could have such an appearance normally would be a Hollow, but even a Gillian typically didn’t have such a unique appearance. Whatever it was this thing was likely the more dangerous of the two and Nami would have to deal with it swiftly just as she had attempted with the Dragon. At the same time though she couldn’t let the prime problem get away.

Even with the distance between them all Nami could still see the massive chains connecting this strange creature to that of Hell's bitch. That was something that Nami was going to use in order to stop them all. Getting close to the ground Nami could see her enemy and thus the ground he was standing on. It only took a moment for the ground beneath him to open up and thus he would begin to fall. Of course he could establish air ground, but would he be able to do so with the force of the air (700) slamming him down from above down to the sewers below. This would in turn pull the creature down as well or if its weight proved to be to much it would only further the creature of Hell's pain as the chains connecting them would pull at him.


Kinto'un: 2/6

Royal Gaze: 4/10

Fullbringer: 4/10

Remaining Reiatsu: 1350/2700

[Kitai Yoru]

As the affects of Wrath subsided, Kitai's mind returned to him. He watched as his dragon was made short work of, as its withered husk fell from the sky, probably to crash into some building off in the distance. It didn't matter though, as his wings pulsed with an unnatural energy, as the second stage of his release activated. And not a moment too soon, as a massive hole opened up underneath the Saika and his minion. The fell in, with a force pushing them down. The minion was damage by the attack, but Kitai wasn't so easily attacked. His body quickly lost opacity, becoming more translucent by the second, before he dove into his creature like a ghost.

The minion, who had been roaring in pain from the attack from above, suddenly stopped. Its face went blank, before its mouth formed a wicked grin. Its formerly empty eyes, gained a malicious understanding to them. It was like watching an animal gan sentience. The creature's muscles bulged out, a power like it had never experienced was suddenly thrust upon it. Kitai had possessed his four-armed creature, and was stronger than ever. A platform of airground formed under its feet, stopping its decent, in spite of the attack trying to force him down. His strength had been amplified by his own, very nearly reaching 1,200 strength, falling slightly shy of it at 1,157.

His speed was nothing to laugh at either, as he leapt into the sky at a speed of 757, easily reaching the fullbringer's height. He smirked at her, thinking that he had this fight won, now that he had a body this powerful. He was an arrogant being, but he wouldn't underestimate her again. Kicking off the airground he'd created to stay at such a height, he threw both of his right hands, attempting to punch her back down to earth. His strength was enough to destroy most of the bones in her body. Luckily, he had a way to revive her, as long as she survived. So he'd do as much damage as he could, without killing her.



Darkskill lvl 2: 500
Darkskill possession: 500
Black fog: 500
Remaining Reiatsu: 8,750

Blood Pool: 3/4

Minion Body Stats:

Strength: 1,157
Speed: 757
Reiatsu Strength: 50
Spiritual Pressure: 1,600
Senses: 225
Instinct: 295
Energy Sensory: 150

Durability: 1515-700 from attack= 815

[Izanami Midorikawa]

Riding atop of her cloud still Nami watched as the Hell spawn along with its own summon or ally fell to the sewers below. She could hear the sound of the creature's pain from falling even if it hadn’t fallen that far, what she couldn’t hear was any indication that her true enemy had been harmed. She was more confident in her Fullbring against this creature now that it had been successful in taking out the dragon. Perhaps it could bring down her enemy and that previous attack had been countered in a specific way she hadn’t seen. Her best chance was to attack him again yet aim for a different spot.

Something was different now though. The screaming in pain had stopped and the creature that had looked mindless was now focused on her. In the next moment Nami nearly fell forwards as her nimbus rushed backwards at full speed just as the creature leaped up and swung out at her. She would have been crushed by the force of what she felt just from the air if her nimbus hadn’t just saved her. The amount of time it took to actually create this technique was definitely paying off.

Nami knew now though after seeing the strength and speed that her adversary was moving at now that she couldn’t afford to hold back. Focusing on the power of her soul she pulled on it, strengthening the might of her reiatsu. If this Hell spawn could sense reiatsu it would feel her strength more than double in an instant as her gaze turned into a glare. These creatures were so strange even if her Fullbring had worked on the dragon she wasn’t sure if it would work on this body in front of her now. So utilizing her eyes she commanded the air to cut one of the arms on the right side off. Turning into a curved scythe of air it would only take a moment with an offensive force of 1400. Nami was looking to see if this creature possessed any sort of liquid within it and if she saw such her Fullbring would be thrown right at its head.

Kinto'un: 2/6

Royal Gaze: 4/10

Fullbringer: 4/10

Willpower Activated: RS 700 x 2 = 1400

Remaining Reiatsu: 1350/2700

[Kitai Yoru]

Unfortunately for the Fullbringer, Kitai could indeed feel Nami's power increase. Unlike Kitai, his monsters had the ability to sense energy. Now that he was possessing one, so could he do so as well. He felt the air around one of his arms sharpen into a blade, attempting to sever one of his arms. He laughed, as his hands glowed with an overwhelming power. He activated the ability known as Combat Cutback, and swung his two left fists at the air where the blade was forming. The thedrain on his reiatsu charged his body further, increasing his speed to 800, while the strength of his fists increased to 2,800, thanks to the technique.

The sound of a cannon was heard as his meaty fists punched the air, destroying whatever technique she had been attempting, before his right side bashed into the sword that she'd thrown at him. It the blade shattered as it flew backwards, the handle and crossguard being the only thing to survive the attack. He felt so powerful right now, he couldn't resist the smile forming on his face. Power overwhelming his sense of reason, he kicked off the airground after again, swinging his empowered fists at anything she threw at him. Every punch creating a column of air from the sheer power behind them. He felt even stronger than when he was still alive. It was a glorious feeling. But this woman was still avoiding his attacks.

If it wasn't for how good he was feeling, he might have growled out in annoyance. She was like a fly that refused to be swatted. So, he decided to pull out his ace in the hole. The gargantuan body paused mid air, freezing in place, before Kitai phased out of the creature's chest. His cloaked form lingering in front of his creation, not feeling a lick of the pain he should be feeling. Kitai's lone visible eye glowed from behind the mask, as his gigai was created around him. His four armed creature was hunched over in pain, having been forced to bear all of the exhaustion that it's master would have, if he had been wearing his normal gigai.

The Lunatic's mouth glowed, alerting Nami of another technique being activated. He turned around to face the creature, and took a huge chunk out of the monster's stomach. It screeched in pain and betrayal, grasping the wound in pain. Kitai struck the creature with an uppercut, as the ugly monster was turned into bloody chunks. The madman returned his focus to the Fullbringer. He wiped the blood from his face. "Let's finish this, shall we?" He said, before he nearly vanished from where he once stood.

His speed had increased to 1200, and he used his newfound physical abilities to try and swat the annoying bug from the sky. He charged her, swinning his fist at the cloud she was riding. It was likely the reason she had been able to continue avoiding him. He would continue attacking it until he broke it. If he managed to do so while she was riding it, Kitai would attack Nami, swinging one last punch at her, intent on severing her upper body from her lower half. He was sure that would either make her pass out from the blood loss, or incapacitate her long enough for him to force her to make a deal with him.


Combat Cutback: 1,200
Darkskill lvl 1: 1,887
Mark of Sin Gluttony: 250 +50% boost to Sprp
Remaining Reiatsu: 5,412/24,000


Darkskill body Stats: Strength 1,229
Speed: 1,229
Reiatsu strength: 50
Spiritual Pressure: 1200
Senses: 75
Instinct: 145
Energy Sensory: 0
Healing Expertise: 0

Durability: 2,158

[Izanami Midorikawa]

Just what I’m the world was going on? How was this creature doing what Nami was witnessing? She had faced off against dozens of spiritual entities that could fall under a classification of powerful. None of them though had been able to shift their fighting style so effortlessly as this Hell spawn. Every time that Nami learned and adapted to how it was fighting her turning the tables in her favor it changed. She had destroyed the first body in little time and with minimum effort yet afterwards this creature had only gotten more difficult. He wasn’t the best at sending reiatsu yet she could tell that when she had first confronted it this creature’s pool of energy was far greater than what she felt now. Did this mean she had a chance still if she could just wait it out?

Now though here was just a single major issue she was faced with a different aspect much worse for her than this creature’s stamina. The air blade that she had been forming in front of this creature was suddenly smashed apart before it could cut the arm off. That’s when it happened, Nami could feel her eyes burning from overuse. From this point onwards she was going to start losing more and more of her vision. All this meant was that if she was going to win she would need to do so now! Sadly, though her attempt was met with the opposite of her determination as her Fullbring was shattered upon contact with the arm of this creature. Nami truly didn’t understand how this thing seemed to be immune to her blade. “Does it not possess liquid?” stretching out her right hand while her nimbus began to make evasive maneuvers Nami pulled her Fulbring back into its dogtag sealed state.

It would now be a few days before she could likely call upon her Fullbring once again, as it required time to reforge itself. For the next several moments Nami couldn’t do anything and knew that she would have been beaten, yet more than likely killed if it hadn’t been for her nimbus. The small dark gray cloud beneath her feet constantly swaying from side to side while flying in the opposite direction of the creature evading the attacks. That’s when suddenly the creature stopped moving and Nami had to stare gathering information on her foe. What seeped out from the creature looked like a ghostly sperm with a demonic eye that was quickly forming the body she had destroyed earlier. This thing was powerful and annoying.

Now came the biggest problem though as this enemy turned on his own creature causing the massive beast to scream out in pain. Nami knew there wasn’t much she would be able to do now, but all the same she couldn’t give up just yet and let this spawn of Hell have fun destroying all of Karakura. So gambling her life or at least what little time she knew she had left the nimbus rushed down as the enemy channeled their power. Once within range Nami commanded the soul of the ground beneath the massive beast to rush upwards forming into a spike several feet in thickness that pierced straight through its skull. Now turning to the true enemy Nami was ready to attack when he suddenly vanished. In the next moment she saw him right in front of her punching at her cloud! Had she just been given the chance to survive.

Nami channeled her soul once again strengthening her reiatsu as much as she could and now with her enemy directly in front of her Nami could see him clearly still through her pain sinking eyes. A force of 1400 would slam into her target from all sides as the air was commanded to keep him still, if successful Nami would waste no time. Having already inhaled as much air as she could she exhaled at point blank range unleashing a massive torrent of flames from her mouth to wash over her foe hopefully burning through his body in an instant. Keeping the flames going afterwards though Nami hoped that the moment that her foe's true body re-emerged her fire would burn it back to Hell.

Kinto'un: 4/6

Royal Gaze: 6/10

Soul Ignition: -400

Willpower Activated: RS 700 x 2 = 1400 (-200)

Remaining Reiatsu: 750/2700