Philomena's Revenge - A Poem by Rita Ann Higgins
Feb 7, 2023 13:41:08 GMT -5
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Post by Saburō Shimada on Feb 7, 2023 13:41:08 GMT -5
As a teenager
she was like any other,
boys, the craic,
smoking down the backs.
Later there was talk
she broke things,
furniture and glass,
her mother’s heart.
‘Mad at the world,’
the old women nod,
round each other’s faces.
But it was more
than that
and for less
she was punished.
That weekend
she didn’t leave a cup alone
every chair hit the wall,
Philomena’s revenge.
she was shifted
and given the shocks.
Round each other’s faces
the old women nod
‘Treatment, treatment
they’ve given her the treatment.’
These days
she gets on with the furniture,
wears someone else’s walk,
sees visions in glass.
She’s good too
for getting the messages;
small things,
bread and milk
sometimes the paper,
and closing the gate
after her father drives out,
she waits for his signal
he always shouts twice,
‘Get the gate Philo,
get the gate, girl.’
she was like any other,
boys, the craic,
smoking down the backs.
Later there was talk
she broke things,
furniture and glass,
her mother’s heart.
‘Mad at the world,’
the old women nod,
round each other’s faces.
But it was more
than that
and for less
she was punished.
That weekend
she didn’t leave a cup alone
every chair hit the wall,
Philomena’s revenge.
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✚ OPENING ✚
Passwords: Kitai's Debt / Sanctus Teamwork
Discord: Ilaste#8233
Class/Rank: Class 8/Rank 1
Position/Affiliation: XCution Sword{Type: Mystic}
Description: Mystics serve as your typical “casters”. These are the folks that are generally found a bit further from the heat of a fight, focusing more toward ranged combat through the utilization of their spiritual capabilities. While incredibly spiritually-apt, Mystics tend to be lacking quite noticeably with their physical capabilities.
Advantage:
- Rank 1: Increase Reiatsu Strength by 50% (100 would be 150). Increase Spiritual Pressure by 25% (100 would be 125).
- Rank 2: Double Reiatsu Strength (100 would be 200). Increase Spiritual Pressure by 50% (100 would be 150).
- Rank 3: Increase Reiatsu Strength by 150% (100 would be 250). Increase Spiritual Pressure by 75% (100 would be 175).
- Rank 4: Triple Reiatsu Strength (100 would be 300). Double Spiritual Pressure (100 would be 200).
Disadvantage: At all Ranks, 50% decrease to both Physical Stats (100 would become 50).
Race Restrictions: Available to all Races.
Initial Weapons: Can start with two, though this is optional. A Shinigami of this Type can develop two different Shikai with different abilities that merge together in Bankai, while a Bount can start with two Dolls instead of one and end with a total of four Dolls. No new Release technique slots are gained, so techniques are spread thinner among more weapons. Bonus weapon is limited to Shinigami and Bount.{Predicted Stats & Skills (300 SP): Click Here}
Strength: 50 [25]
Speed: 50 [25]
Reiatsu Strength: 50 [75]
Spiritual Pressure: 50 [60]
Instinct: 50 [50]
Senses: 50 [50]
Energy Sensory: 0 [0]
Healing Expertise: 0 [0]
Light Aura: 50
Dark Aura: 50
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Analysis: 1
Science - Chemistry: 1
Strength of Will: 1
Weapons - Zweihänder: 1
Pain Tolerance: 1
Battle Analysis: 1
Science - Biology: 1✚ BASIC INFORMATION ✚
Name: Saburo Shimada, known formerly as Ȍ̸̲͎̜͓̟̭̤͈̊̂̇̉̿͜ȓ̷͓̱͖̞́́̎̌̊̾́ő̵̯͚̳̗̫̖͙̑̔̐̂̈̇͂̌͒͗̎̋̿͘ͅb̵̛̗͚̞̥̣͆̉̎͛̋̉́̌̂͝ͅą̸͎̦̣̟̰̳͋͒̌̈́̍s̵̰͓̥͓͓̩̙̣̍ ̸̛͔͉͖̀̀̎͠P̶̛̺̦̹̖̬̖͕͍͚͖̈́̓̂̾͘͜͝ṙ̵̟̽̎̃̎̒͆́͗́͒̚͠ȉ̶͕̗͐̎͝c̷̡̘͚̙͓̜̲͍̜̝͔͇̖͔͆̃̎͐̌̈́̇̿̿̓͝ͅe̷̩̪̰̬̻̥̦̕.
Real Age/Age of Appearance: 2554/26
Birthday: Nov. 3rd
Blood Type: AB+✚ APPEARANCE ✚
Height: 6'1"/185 cm.
Weight: 175 lbs./79.4 kg.
Eye Color: Say It Ain't So
Hair Color: Back of a Nickel
Physical Appearance:
XXXX✚ PERSONALITY ✚
Alignment: True Neutral
Likes:
✚ Like - XXXX
✚ Like - XXXX
✚ Like - XXXX
✚ Like - XXXX
✚ Like - XXXX
Dislikes:
✚ Dislike - XXXX
✚ Dislike - XXXX
✚ Dislike - XXXX
✚ Dislike - XXXX
✚ Dislike - XXXX
Habits:
✚ Habit - XXXX
✚ Habit - XXXX
✚ Habit - XXXX
✚ Habit - XXXX
✚ Habit - XXXX
Flaws:
✚ Flaw - XXXX
✚ Flaw - XXXX
✚ Flaw - XXXX
✚ Flaw - XXXX
✚ Flaw - XXXX
Fears:
✚ Fear - XXXX
✚ Fear - XXXX
✚ Fear - XXXX
✚ Fear - XXXX
✚ Fear - XXXX
Goals:
✚ Goal - XXXX
✚ Goal - XXXX
✚ Goal - XXXX
✚ Goal - XXXX
✚ Goal - XXXX
Overall Personality:
XXXX✚ COMBAT ✚
Fighting Style:
XXXX{Primary Fullbring: Philosophy of a Damned Empire}
Primary Fullbring Appearances:
In its base form, Philosophy of a Damned Empire takes hold as a cane. While rather simplistic in nature for the most part, the cane features a mostly-wooden appearance to it, though appears almost damaged from various dints and dents, as well as a number of burns taking hold along the shaft of the cane itself. The top of the cane remains silver in color, with a rather long handle stretching down about four or five inches. This handle, however, features a rather neat little feature; the cap of the cane can be removed and swiveled about in order to reveal a small telescope, featuring a 3X magnification lens.{Sealed}{Level One}{Level Two}{Fullbring Level One Property: Subjugation of the Sinned}
Beginning with Subjugation of the Sinned, Philosophy of a Damned Empire focuses rather heavily on making use of the denizens of hell. Beginning with Level One, this Fullbring focuses heavily toward the summoning, subjugation, and commanding of a demon empire to do the ex-Akki's bidding. Through both of Saburo's Fullbrings, new resources are tracked; Souls and Soul Fragments, Demonic Influence, and Control.
Upon releasing this weapon, Saburo is immediately given three Souls, and can hold a maximum of five. Any time they successfully strike a target - whether through physical and spiritual interaction, or attacks from their demons - Saburo is granted a Soul Fragment. Five Soul Fragments are automatically converted into one Soul. Souls and by extension Soul Fragments are predominantly used for Saburo's summoning abilities.
Demonic Influence as a resource is built naturally. Having a maximum of 100, and building 15 per post, Demonic Influence is used as a part of Saburo's spiritual attacks channeled through their release. If desired, Saburo is also capable of destroying a Soul Fragment in order to automatically gain 4 Demonic Influence, or a Soul in order to gain 20.
And lastly, we've Control. Instead of being something that benefits Saburo for simply gaining more, Control represents the command and authority that Saburo has over their summoned demons. Control is spent in order to pay for actions that Saburo can command their demons to take; as one might expect, reaching 0 on this will be incredibly detrimental, with Saburo's demons turning against them completely should that occur. Control begins and caps at 100, and 15 Control is gained per post.
While they certainly see more use during Saburo's Fullbring Level Two, each of these resources possess rather basic options for the Fullbringer during Level One. Beginning with Soul Fragments, Saburo can forcibly rip the soul from run-of-the-mill non-player characters; those without stats can be immediately sacrificed in order to fuel this Fullbringer's release, granting one Soul Fragment. Such can be done up to five times per post, but requires not only non-player characters, but also somatic motion from Saburo for them to rip the soul from an entity, making it obvious when it's being done.
By destroying 1 Soul, and with a minimum expenditure of 150 reiatsu or 15 Demonic Influence, Saburo is capable of conjuring forth a basic demon. More often than not some form of low-power Hell-Beast or Hason, these creatures will begin with a total of 150 SP to divide amongst Strength, Speed, Reiatsu Strength, Instinct, and Senses. Every additional 10 reiatsu or 1 Demonic Influence spent to bring forth these beings will grant them 10 additional SP, up to Saburo' total SP, or 1,000; whichever is lower. These demons have durability equal to twice their Strength, and are capable of taking one commanded action on their own per post. Commanding a demon to take additional actions per post will cost 10 Control per action.
As desired, Saburo is capable of expending 10 Demonic Influence in order to fire a basic bolt of green felfire. This bolt functions as one would expect; travels in a straight line, 800 Speed, one-foot diameter, and functions off of Saburo's Reiatsu Strength. All-in-all, the applications of this ability are rather basic in nature, and tend to just be used as a form of "basic attack". Saburo's summoned demons can fire these bolts as well with their commanded actions, and doing so invokes no cost from them, but Control is still required to account for their action costs.
Fullbring Level Two Properties:{Property One: Malefic Munitions}
The first of Saburo's Level Two Properties, Malefic Munitions focuses on Saburo's and their Demons' abilities to sling felfire across the battlefield. Instead of simply being bolts of fire with each individual strike, these attacks are now capable of varying rather notably in shape, size, magnitude, and in other aspects. Each modification that can be done has a cost either in Demonic Influence or in Soul Fragments & Souls for Saburo, while modifying the attacks thrown by their demons costs additional Control in place of Demonic Influence. Demons cannot have their attacks augmented in a way that would cost Souls or Soul Fragments.
Before attack modifications are explained however, while Level Two is active, these attacks do not need to remain just bolts of felfire. Instead, they can be AoE waves around the user, a constant stream of fire, a falling meteorite, self-detonation of a demon, you name it and it's likely doable. Any area-of-effect portions are limited to a thirty-foot diameter, and function as otherwise described in the Level One.
Any amount of Demonic Influence can be spent in order to increase the size of these attacks by a number of feet in diameter equal to the amount spent. Similarly, Demonic Influence can be spent to speed up or slow down these attacks by 10 points per amount spent. The Reiatsu Strength of these attacks can be increased by 20% per Soul Fragment (or 100% per Soul) spent, up to thrice the Reiatsu Strength of the entity in question.{Property Two: Cacophonous Curses}
Cacophonous Curses allows Saburo to place various curses on individuals that dare oppose them. Cursing an individual requires Saburo destroy a Soul in the process, and come in three varieties; Damage, Disabling, and Debuff. Each begin at their own specified severities as described below, but can be increased through spending Demonic Influence in order to do so. Applying a curse requires Saburo or their demons to damage a target. All curses will last for 5 posts in duration, but can be extended up to 10 total for every extra Soul Fragment or equivalent expended during its activation. Up to six curses can plague a target at once, reduced by 1 for every Rank in Poison Tolerance those targets have.
Damage Curses are those that look to waste away those that exist near Saburo over time. These curses can range from perpetual burning from felfire, to a general feeling of sickness, to just generic "damage" and anything in between. Damage curses ignore defensive abilities as they're a plague on the spirit, and deal damage as though the target was struck by 50% of Saburo's Reiatsu Strength. This damage occurs once per post per curse, and for clashing purposes utilizes Saburo's full Reiatsu Strength. Every 10 Demonic Influence spent on a Damage Curse will increase this damage per-post by 10%, up to 150% of Saburo's Reiatsu Strength.
Disabling Curses are those that seek to take something away from a target. This can range from one of the five senses, their center of balance, memory, you name it. Only one trait may be taken away per Disabling curse. Every 50 Demonic Influence spent on a Disabling Curse will allow another trait to be taken away for the duration. For clashing purposes, Disabling Curses utilize only 50% of Saburo's Reiatsu Strength, making them potentially easier to remove.
Debuff Curses are those that aim to cripple a target's ability to function in combat. These will always target one of the victim's stats, and will apply a 25% debuff to the singular stat in question. Every 20 Demonic Influence spent on a Debuff Curse will increase this debuff by 10%. For Clashing purposes, these curses utilize only 75% of Saburo's Reiatsu Strength, making them potentially easier to remove.{Property Three: Diabolical Demons}
Diabolical Demons allows Saburo to summon greater and more powerful demons, at the cost of their own vitality. By piercing themselves with their scythe, and expending 10% of their current reiatsu pool, Saburo can entered a state of Demonic Empowerment. While in this state, Saburo will automatically build 25 Demonic Influence per post instead of their normal amount, will passively create 1 Soul per post, and any demons summoned will instead gain 20 SP per 10 reiatsu or 1 Demonic Influence to a maximum of 2,000 SP total. In exchange for this powerful effect, Saburo will lose 5% of their current reiatsu pool at the end of every post, increasing by 2% per post, and will lose 5 Control at the end of each post, increasing by 2 per post. This Control loss is in addition to the amount gained per post. Diabolical Demons can be switched off at any time, but upon doing so any Demon summoned above 1,000 SP will immediately return to Hell.{Secondary Fullbring: Spine of Asmodeus & Skull of the Demon King}
Secondary Fullbring Appearances:
Sealed
Dagger{Sealed}{Spine of Asmodeus}{Skull of the Demon King}
Secondary Fullbring Properties:{Property One: Portal}
The first of Saburo's Secondary Properties, Portal focuses on the Spine of Asmodeus. Through slashes made by the accursed dagger, Saburo is capable of expending 15 Demonic Influence in order to open up two portals into the underworld a distance apart from one another. These portals can be at a range up to 32 feet away from one another but no less than 8 feet apart, and are opened perfectly in-tune with the slash created. The distance covered between a location in the underworld is eight times closer to the portal than it is in any of the main worlds; that is to say, if both portals in the main worlds are eight feet apart from one another, the portals in the underworld will only be one foot apart from one another. Mechanically, passing through these portals in order to move functions as an eight-times Stepping Technique.
Naturally, should Saburo desire, stepping through these portals remains a possibility as well. Instead of being some eighty-times step speed, passing through these portals with a normal stepping-technique instead increases the stepping multiplier for that technique by 8 while in the underworld (a 10x Stepping Technique will instead function at 18x while in the underworld, and only while in the underworld). Portals close directly behind Saburo or whomever passes through it, meaning it is impossible to follow them through. Should a foe willingly pass through these portals, the end will immediately close, trapping them inside the underworld. By destroying a Soul during Portal's use, it can instead be used to move between worlds instead of through the immediate vicinity. The catch here is that the only worlds that can be chosen from this are those that have residents in which Saburo has harvested one Soul Fragment minimum from (i.e. heading to Seireitei will require Saburo harvest from a Shinigami).{Property Two: Possession}
The final of Saburo's Secondary Properties, Possession focuses on the Skull of the Demon King. While within 5 feet of a target, the Skull of the Demon King can fuse with a nameless NPC, summon, Fragment, Bount Doll, or something similar in order to take control of the being for the time being. In order for this to occur, 500 reiatsu needs to be spent, and requires Saburo to hold a full 100 Control. In addition to the amount of Control normally gained, 25 is spent at the end of these posts, resulting in a net loss of 10 Control. While any amount of Control is maintained, that being is brought under control of the Skull of the Demon King, so long as that being in question has less Spiritual Offensive Stat than Saburo's Reiatsu Strength. The moment all Control is lost, the individual breaks free of the Skull's control.
While possessed by the Skull of the Demon King, these beings are placed under Saburo's control for the time being. Non-playable characters without stats will instead use 350 in each stat. Summons, Bount Dolls, Fragments, and other beings with stats will utilize their own stats. Only abilities that have been seen can be utilized. RPCs cannot be possessed, unless in-character and out-of-character permission are both granted.
Other Techniques:
XXXX✚ HISTORY ✚
Birthplace: Ancient Rome, ~500 years before Christ
Current Residence: XXXX
Memorable Figures: Sonken Kouhai
History:{CHAPTER Ⅰ}
Born to the name Celsus, Orobas originated in what would be considered modern day Rome. His parents’ names have been long since lost to time. They grew up in a smaller city-state, a city-state that would never allot to much. It wasn’t anything spectacular, but it was on the side of more advanced than an average location across Rome in general. They might not have been the most progressive with technology, but it was his home. Over the course of his life, Celsus would go on to accomplish many things, constantly at odds with others for power, control, supremacy, along with much more. His tale is one of struggle, one of manipulation, one of damnation, and one of horror. So begins the story of Orobas K. Price.{CHAPTER Ⅱ}
Celsus was born in the city-state of Volsinii Novi in what's now present day Rome. From the moment they was born, Celsus had always had an astounding intellect. They learned to speak simple words by the age of one, put them into simple sentences by the age of two, and speak semi-fluently by the age of three. Not long after that, they began to learn the written arts, and grew to realize they had a way with words by the age of ten. They became an exceptional writer for his age, and one of his favorite pastimes became sharing said writing with those they held close to him, being his parents, his friends, and his siblings. Celsus, in his earlier years, would write so much, that they tended to do that above getting most physical exercise. All-in-all, his early childhood was rather uneventful, though at the same time cemented a future for him.
Growing older, Celsus quickly realized they had a passion for writing, which had been acknowledged by those they showed his writing to. This love of writing quickly developed into a love of philosophy; During his free time, Celsus liked to plan. They liked to plan anything and everything out. They liked to plan out his schedules, his future, everything. Eventually it got to the point where he'd "plan" out how people would act, effectively predicting their behavior. This led him to think; "If people are acting in 'X' way most of the time, even in undesired situations, what would take them to act in 'Y' way?" This was a question that Celsus loved to ponder on whenever they could. Pushing people to the limits of human nature was something that Celsus grew to enjoy, giving little regard for others and focusing solely on the outcomes of these tests.
As they grew older, Celsus grew to be very good at pushing people to the bring of their nature. Though they tended to use somewhat cruel methods whenever necessary, such as violent acts or emotional manipulation, by the age of fourteen, they was fairly used to getting what they wanted if they worked for it. It was about this time that governmental systems inside of Volsinii Novi were being tested, and they knew that this was something that they wanted a part of. As such, from the age of fourteen and forward until his early adulthood, honing this skill of being able to get what they wanted through manipulation, backstabbing, and occasional violence was a necessity if they wanted to be guaranteed a seat of power.
Truth be told, Celsus made for a very, very good politician. Excelling in public speaking and writing his own speeches surprisingly came together quite nicely with the acts being done behind closed doors. By day, they was a man with a hard of gold, striving for power on behalf of the general well-being of the public, and by night, they was a lying, double-crossing, backstabbing asshole that took what they wanted, when they wanted it, without a care for who might've suffered in the process. Due to this immaculate public image, though, Celsus quickly rose to a seat of governmental power within his city-state. This seat of power came with many benefits; a comfortable life, wanting for nothing, and general control over the populous. This was a feeling he'd grow to quite enjoy.
Control is to Celsus as Italians are to good food. It was who they was; after getting a taste of what this kind of control, this kind of absolute power was like, they realized that it was something that he'd want more of. As such, they did what they could in order to make sure that his position in power remained. Potential competitors would "mysteriously" die in accidents. Those who spread "false" information about him were "exiled". Over time, those who happened to opposed him seemed to "vanish" without a trace. The only people who remained were his loyal supporters, those who have been there for him since the beginning of his strive for the power they had achieved through illegitimate means.
Eventually, though, a rivaling city-state challenged Volsinii Novi's control over its people. This opposing city-state wanted to liberate those living in Volsinii Novi. As such, the two immediately entered into conflict. Celsus had a natural mind for strategy, though; one of the benefits of being very heavily focused into the 'brain' category over 'brawn'. Gathering together the small militia force of Volsinii Novi, the two city-states went to war. Though heavily outmaneuvered and untrained, Volsinii Novi's militia grew by the day, with supporters of the city-state rising from within the state itself, yearning to support their home as more and more lies were being filtered to them through Celsus' officials.
After a period of time, the opposing city state was quickly outmanned, and thus admitted defeat after being surrounded on their own home turf. After a period of time, those living in that now-conquered city-state eventually assimilated into Volsinii Novi's society and standards, as though they had always been a part of the now growing state. This quickly put an idea into Celsus' head. "If other territories were also conquered and put out of commission, would they also assimilate just as easily? Would they remain loyal? Could I amass an army large enough to take over most, if not all of the known world?" These were questions that Celsus soon would put to the test, and see if they could find the answer to.
He quickly became a conqueror. Any chance they received, Celsus led Volsinii Novi, later renamed to the Imperiul, or Empire, to war. They soon began to take over many a city, and force the assimilation of their people, or threaten the death of each and every one of the civilians of these locations. Most followed without complaint, and some even went on to become full-fledged supporters of the Empire. Some, however, decided to fight back each and every time, and were quickly silenced. Celsus quickly became a dictator of sorts, but, instead of his country having any sort of negative feelings for him, everyone loved him; they was worshiped like some kind of god.
Eventually, other cities that had followed the same path to conquering had challenged Celsus for dominion over his conquered land, and each and every time, the Imperial army laid waste to those who opposed it. It seemed like his conquests were never going to stop growing; each and every time someone rose to the challenge of the Empire, another bigger, stronger force would rise and make an attempt at taking control of his conquests; his people. They began to feel as though they was invincible, and even began to hit ages that were fairly high for his time period. His twenties went by, and then eventually his thirties also disappeared in the blink of an eye. They began to feel like they was never going to be stopped, until that fateful day.
One summer evening, forty five years after his birth, they had left the safety of his home in order to do some writing outside. This was the biggest mistake that Celsus could've ever made. On that same night, there had been a man looking to make an attempt on his life, and it quickly fell into plan, which led to action. While in a feeling of security for being still very close to his home, Celsus was attacked from behind with a dagger. There was not much they could do as the man holding the weapon slit his throat, and left him to bleed out on the ground, as they went inside and began to ransack the conqueror's home, stealing belongings and slaughtering his family.{CHAPTER Ⅲ}
Celsus lasted mere moments before eventually and inevitably bleeding out on the ground. They lost consciousness while bleeding out, and seemed to regain it moments later as a Plus, only to realize upon seeing his body, that they was indeed dead. Almost instantaneously, Celsus was filled with an absolutely immense amount of rage. Who the hell did this man think they was, to have taken the life of a ruler of such high stature? This man needed to atone for his crimes, now. This pure rage was enough to keep his time as a Plus very short lived, and quickly opened up a hole in his chest. Immediately, they began to transform into an absolutely monstrous beast known as a Hollow.
Celsus' hollow form took on the shape of something closely regarded as a bear-like beast upon looking back on it. Almost immediately, they seeked to make his assailant pay for what they had done, and they managed to do just that. Upon finding his assailant rummaging through his belongings, they quickly brutalized the man. Upon finishing, they felt a strong urge to... to consume him. They did just that, and with that action, enslaved himself to the ravenous, insatiable appetite of a Hollow. They quickly began to search the home for his freshly-killed family members, and consumed them all. They felt absolutely no remorse, only the desire to consume, and continue consuming.
Soon after, Celsus began to wipe the population of everything in the same vicinity within the next ten minutes, thinking it would sate this horrid appetite. Oh, how wrong they was. Within moments they continued to kill more, and more, and more. Nothing in the empire that they had built from the ground up was safe, and it was all being torn down by the hands of its creator. In the matter of a couple of hours, all of what was originally Volsinii Novi was wiped clean. In that time, they had nearly quintupled in size, becoming what he'd later recognize as a gillian-class Hollow. At this point, they was an amalgamation of various souls, all of which began competing for dominance within the disorganized being.
Being a natural-born commander, taking control was child's play for Celsus; even his very soul had been adept at seizing control. Upon obtaining a stable form as a gillian, they went on to the next conquered city-state, and wiped them completely clean. Once more, they continued to hop from city-state to city-state, massacring and consuming every last soul that they took the life of. Eventually, they had to have taken down around half of his entire Empire before noticing another serious change. After what felt like a long, long period, that lasted no more than a year, Celsus underwent another major transformation in the Hollow life cycle; they became an Adjuchas.
Celsus' Adjuchas form tended to be reminiscent of that of a bear, much like his standard hollow form, but this time, much, much more bestial in nature. They looked much more like a bear than his first form ever did. His feeling of hunger slowly began to fade, though they never slowed his speed of consumption once. It had to have taken him a good five years before they eventually managed to eat through his entire Empire, once again without a single feeling of remorse. Throughout this time, though, they had come across many people who had tried to stop him; people clad in black robes, using various weapons and powers against him, with some of them even using some kind of magic! Either way, it never proved to be anywhere near enough to take Celsus down.
After they had realized that not a single being was left in his Empire for him to consume, Celsus didn't give up. They continued searching around Rome, consuming every last being they possibly could. They barely even dented the population of the growing Rome before they saw another hollow come through some weird portal-looking hole in the sky, and start consuming the people of Rome as well! Who did this hollow think they were messing with? Curious as to what would happen if they consumed a hollow, Celsus made short work of the beast, and easily consumed it. They felt... stronger. They felt like this was something they wanted to keep doing. Unfortunately, there were no other hollows around for him to keep killing, though.
Stuck in a bit of a troublesome situation, Celsus decided for now, it would be better off if they went back to hunting normal civilians, and did just that. Once again, after a period of time had passed, another hollow emerged from one of those strange-looking portals. As soon as they noticed it, it was mincemeat. Another hollow down, and they still was craving more. They decided this time to lie in wait. He'd cut back on the amount of consumption he'd need to do, keeping it to the bare minimum while watching the area around him. Sure enough, hollows started emerging more frequently to survey the area and begin feeding on his turf. Naturally, they made quick work of these beasts.
As time went on, and they went onto hunt bigger prey, they had always wondered something in the back of his head; "Where do those strange portals lead? Will I be able to find more hollows by entering one of those?" Sure enough, his suspicions were eventually giving the testing they needed when they saw a hollow leave one of these portals, only to see it remain open for a little while. Almost immediately, they bum-rushed the portal, making sure to jump in before it closed. What was on the opposite side, though, was something he'd never forget staring into for the first time. Before him was Hueco Mundo, the vast white sands of the world of the hollows.
He couldn't believe his eyes. A place where hollows roamed freely? A place where they could pick off as many hollows as they wanted, as fast as they wanted? This was heaven for him. They began to make quick work of any being that crossed his path, quickly slaughtering and consuming every being that they could. Hours in this place eventually turned into days, these days into weeks, weeks into months, months into years, and years into decades. Roughly three hundred years had passed, and his appetite still was never sated. When would this fix?? When would they be able to live without the constant feeling of something tearing him apart from the inside out if they didn't get the chance to feed?
That's when it happened. After a certain good-for-nothing, unimportant hollow had been felled and eaten, Celsus had felt a sharp, intense pain coursing through him. This was new! This was something he'd never experienced before, even when transitioning into a different kind of hollow. Surprisingly enough, they ended up transitioning into what would later be recognized as a Vasto Lorde, or one of the strongest kinds of hollows in all of Hueco Mundo, just below the Arrancar of the Espada. His appearance took on a much more humanoid shape, though still retaining these bear-like traits. He'd never seen a hollow quite like himself before. Sure, he'd met Arrancar in the past, but he'd never met a Vasto Lorde. This was something that should've been unsurprising to him when they was approached by none other than Sonken Kouhai.
Upon meeting the man, they immediately realized that attacking him would be a very bad idea, simply based on the energy the man gave off. They was not to be trifled with, and that much was certain. After a quick discussion with the man about the potential for more power, for the potential to remove his mask and resume a more human form, Celsus declined. They stated that he'd much rather be where they was now; rare and oh so powerful as it was. The two parted ways, and eventually Celsus managed to gain a way back to the world of the living, by learning how to open a Garganta; the same strange portals they had gotten so used to seeing back when they was weaker.
From here, they went back into the world of the living, continuing to kill and consume. Almost immediately, it had seemed like his very existence had set off some red flags, because it seemed like those pesky people in black robes kept showing up everywhere they went, in an attempt to subdue them. They weren't hard to dispose of, but they were quite annoying. As time quickly went on within that day, more and more started to appear, each one stronger than the last. Suddenly, they felt it hard to keep up with killing them all. Eventually more and more kept on coming and coming in an attempt to put him down. Eventually, however, one attempt was successful, and before they knew it, a sword was cleaving straight through his mask.{CHAPTER Ⅳ}
Similarly to when they originally lost consciousness upon death, the now Vasto Lorde Celsus woke up in a place mostly fire and brimstone; Hell. This was his eternal damnation. Atonement for the countless, countless sins they had committed in life. Almost immediately they was set loose here, and torture began in this fiendesh, literal hellhole. Time went on incredibly slowly, but eventually it got to a point where they couldn't stand it anymore. Things needed to change. They couldn't spend eternity in this place; they needed to go back. This place wasn't for him. At least, that what they had thought at the time. They began thinking on ways to get out of this place, and was immediately reminded of a suggestion made long ago by Kouhai; mask breaking.
Figuring it was worth a shot, Celsus immediately began to pull, and pull, and pull on his mask as much as they possibly could, to no avail. It seemed like Kouhai had been lying to him this whole time, and they CERTAINLY was not going to tolerate that, no matter how strong the man was. They was determined to prove that this lie wasn't a lie after all, and continued to pull on the mask, until it eventually shattered, and the depths of hell forever changed him. Almost immediately, Celsus assumed an absolutely horrific form, without any definite shape or being to it. They looked like something utterly lovecraftian, not that he'd know what that was, though.
They were an Akki, they later went on to learn an 'Arrancar from Hell', of sorts. This meant that they were incredibly powerful; a fact that they enjoyed quite a bit. They was immediately moved into the upper echelons of Hell, and found himself conversing with other Akki as time went on. Many tried to challenge him for power in combat, in an attempt to overpower him and have him stuck as some kind of Criado. They was not going to let this happen, and instead caused the opposite to happen. They hadn't lost, nor had they come close to losing a fight at all against another Akki. Instead of claiming any Criado for the time being, though, they merely looked for information about his new race.
He soon began to realize that there had been an organization long ago; the Envainar. These were Sonken Kouhai's secret force, in a sense. They acted like the Espada, but in a position higher than that of the Espada. They knew immediately that they needed this position, but learned a fact the hard way; the Envainar had been inactive for quite some time, and effectively disbanded. They didn't like to hear this. They knew something needed to change, and they was going to be that driving force of change. They was going to reform the Envainar, and force the organization into a position of greatness, much like it used to hold. He'd take command as the Commander of the organization, and usher forth a new age of Hell.{CHAPTER Ⅴ}
As time went on, Celsus proceeded to do just that. In turn, they changed his name to Orobas, as to fit in with modern times, acquired himself a small following, and had a conversation with Kouhai about reforming the Envainar. That conversation had gone as planned, and, as such, Orobas quickly took up a position as leader of the newly-revived organization based in Hell. As time went on, though, Orobas began to lose his sight, eventually going entirely blind. That hasn't, and likely won't stop him from achieving his goals, though, of bringing forth a time where Hell can truly be considered a threat of the world, and a force that Soul Society, the Human World, and even Hueco Mundo have to worry about.{CHAPTER Ⅵ}
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she was shifted
and given the shocks.
Round each other’s faces
the old women nod
‘Treatment, treatment
they’ve given her the treatment.’
These days
she gets on with the furniture,
wears someone else’s walk,
sees visions in glass.
She’s good too
for getting the messages;
small things,
bread and milk
sometimes the paper,
and closing the gate
after her father drives out,
she waits for his signal
he always shouts twice,
‘Get the gate Philo,
get the gate, girl.’