Dark, Dank, empty. A singular pitch black room had been suddenly assaulted by the sound of rattling chains. A being was secured tightly to a chair which held his person tightly to it. Its power waned greatly as the being attempted to get free of its restraints. It was almost as if the devil himself was powering the entity as it rattled the chains once more but to no avail. Giving this up, the being would remain still as it breathed a seething rage built up with in its body like a demon's voice piercing through the dark night in a subtle room filled with flowers and joy. What an abomination this being was. It was a freak of nature and a demon of an old age lost in the depths of the nest. This being sat there secured to a chair which ate away at its spiritual power like a leech. Locked into the depths of its own mind there was nothing it could do. The being was so heavily latched down that it couldn't even speak. 'How long has it been since I've been asleep?' Its mind wondered as it sat there. It felt strained to move or even to think. 'Ah, the comforting noise of rattling chains. It lets me know I'm still alive. I can feel you. You hold an untold power with in you.' Its mind began to ponder an idea as it felt a Reiatsu however feint it was still felt by this demonic entity.
'So the time is upon me finally. Then so be it. Time will be my ally once more it seems.' Its mind had thought before allowing itself to drift back into a slumber. What was it that this beast thought of during it's slumber? No one knew the answer to that. However an important fact has yet to be revealed. This deep hole in the underground of a deep cavern, below a deep creation of Seki-Seki stone was what this being called home. Yes, it was locked away deep in the bowels of the Maggots nest. So far in fact, it was practically the ground. The only thing below this was the chamber no one talked about. A place where something beyond a mere mortal could be kept. It was a cavern the size of an entire city. All to house what ever may need to be in there. However, this being was not powerful enough to be placed deep in the cavern below itself. Instead, it was locked away in a mere living creature's cell as it were.
Locked away to the depths of the Nest for crimes it had yet to commit. It had no intention of committing any crime, except killing THAT thing. But it was locked away either way. Allowed to live its days out in confinement to a place of which none would ever know nor see. It had been several hundred years before it had seen the light of day let alone the light of another being's spiritual power. It could faintly see shimmers of beings so very far away that it was barely visible. No, it was much more like watching ghosts flutter about the room, mindless and oblivious to the area around it. Could it ever be allowed to leave? No, it was doubtful at best. Something, or someone, with the right thought process would have to allow this thing upon the world. What being would allow such a vile creature open into the world where it could kill or worse. No, it was highly recommended to keep it locked away deep in the depths of ancient memory no longer used.
A small creek echoed through the area as a chain's posture shifted. Such a sound for a being unable to see nor talk. It was like an amusing subtle play of sounds, movements, and thoughts which permeated the being's mind. It made light of the situation give to it, even if it was unfairly judged a threat to the Soul Society. A random burst of Reiatsu escaped the chair's grasp sending a black flame like mass of Reiatsu to whip at the bars of the room before it dissipated into nothingness having been absorbed by the Seki-Seki stone. The demon bellowed lightly as it shifted its weight slightly for a more comfortable sitting position. It now laid in wait, while scanning its surroundings for anything that's been changed or unchanged.
Deep in the beast's mind a mellow thought came to mind. What if it had gone differently. Things would be so much better off perhaps. However, it'd never know just how different it'd be. For now it was left to sit there and wallow in it's own Reiatsu filth as it were. Tied to a chair which it couldn't get out of. Suddenly the rage built deep with in it's body as it began to seethe with anger. The chains began to rattle violently as it produced enough Reiatsu in a single burst to cause a massive amount of disturbance. But of course, the Seki-Seki stone absorbed it almost instantly before the chains calmed down. As the room settled it felt marginally weaker. It'd have to be careful if it wanted to stay alive. Allow its body to rest, the entity would begin to think about itself and what it had accomplished, what it could have accomplished, and what had been done to it. For now, it had only time which in wives tales only breeds the devil's handy work.
Several hundred stories above the beast were living the criminally insane or the ones with little threat to the Soul Society but still a threat none the less. The muddled about their business with out the knowledge that a beast dwell with in. Perhaps it was for the best as these beings were less than mentally stable. Some of them might try to attack the beast just to get some extra food or worse, to get dominance over the rest by destroying the most dangerous being there. Even locked away as it was the beast was an influential being. It's very presence caused those who knew what it was to hesitate. Perhaps now was not the time to discuss finer points of insanity however. For now, it laid to rest simply watching the ghosts muddle through their own lives far from its own.
The beast bellowed once more as it allowed itself to see it's surroundings. The long awaited beast had seen that its surroundings had been unchanged. 'What a pity.' Its mind followed suit as the thoughts radiated to new inventions to be had. The beast was intelligent with gigantic knowledge bases of all sorts of things. Because of this, it would focus solely now on different things to create. It's first thought was to recreate ancient technology to be something more modern. 'If I ever emerge from my long slumber, perhaps I will focus on advancements in a field more suited to my abilities. Ah yes, I'll experiment with my Zanpaktou. Perhaps I'll even experiment with suppression techniques. Kido is quite a tasteful thing to play with as well. Who knows, I may even come up with a device that allows cloning of a Zanpaktou. Heh, that'd be the most interesting invention ever. How could I go about that?' It's mind started to pursue an interesting idea of cloning. With that, its mind started to create the most interesting and intricate device which would allow it to copy another being's Zanpaktou adding it to it's own. That would be interesting indeed.
The beast shifted in it's seat as it attempted to stand up. It hadn't done that in at least a hundred years. Stand up that is. As it attempted to stand the chains pulled tightly upon the being's wrists, ankles, and neck causing it to slam back into the chair. Every breathe it took caused a small spark of Reiatsu on exhale. It was becoming weaker by the seals placed upon the chair and itself. It hated this imprisonment. It was furious at this being locked up like some sort of lost pet inside of a kennel. Using it's throat, it bellowed outwards in a glottal roar which would cause the silent still darkness to rumble gently at the vibrations.
The entity would shift and adjust itself as time ticked forward. It was a lost cause to move. And so, it began to watch the shimmering ghosts. They moved gently across the ceiling as if dancing for the amusement of the demon. Every movement was a small play telling a story of sorrow and despair from the eyes of the beast. It closed it's right eye and simply watched the ghosts for perhaps an eternity. Left and right the ghost tossed itself around as if a rag doll. The demon wasn't able to see any Reiatsu interacting with it. It was sad to say the least. The only source of entertainment was in fact the demon's own visual acuity. Seeing several other ghosts doing something which could only be described as fighting the beast would face that direction.
Two people began a fist fight as several joined in with each other. It appeared that a mob of beings were now fighting each other. Perhaps it would possibly be interesting to fight a demon of unmatched power. Well, that was before this demon was forced into exile and living now with in the depths of the nest where none have entered since a few hundred years. It groaned in dismay as it continued to watch the fighting being broken up by a few guards. It then began to wonder why the guards had arrived. They rarely ever actually interfered with the on-goings with in the nest before. This intrigued the Demon massively. As it watched the guards move about they would eventually go back to their posts out of its visual range. What a pity. The beast groaned once more before it settled back to watching the every day muddling of the ghosts of past lives. As it watched, slowly its eyes closed before fading off into a deep sleep. Sleep approached slowly but finally overtook the beast as it began to dream of better days.
'It's obviously YOUR fault that you've been placed in here you know.' The beast awoke to a voice long forgotten. It was her. The one woman who'd always be the hate and love of the demon throughout time. The beast spoke up finally to respond to the woman. 'Who said it was me? Maybe it was you. It is a law that only one being may hold the same Zanpaktou at the same time.' The voice was silent for several minutes before it finally came back with a response. 'Of course that's true but you, you are a very special thing you know. There's no way that you'd be killed by such a foolish law now is there?' The demon chuckled lightly as it responded in its demonic tone. 'Perhaps. How come you've taken it only now to talk to me after so long?' The voice remained silent for several minutes. This caused the beast slight discomfort as it assumed the voice had left. Once the demon had accepted that the conversation was over, the voice returned. 'There was no need for me to speak. Now there is. We both know the time is approaching. Will you be able to contain your..excitement?'
The beast broke out into laughter at that question. After several minutes of insanity the demon calmed down and responded while still chuckling. 'Of course I can. The question is, will you be able to sustain yourself?' The voice took a few minutes before it responded. 'No, You have grown extremely weak. I'm unable to extend my influence beyond this mental connection.' The demon grunted in dissatisfaction before it spoke once more to the voice with in his head. 'Very well. That will do for now. And by the way, I'm glad to hear from you again.....Ashisogi Jizo.' The demon smiled lightly under that raw metal mask. Jizo simply giggled lightly as it spoke out a final sentence before the beast faded to sleep once more. 'That's nice of you to say. We'll be together again soon. I can't wait for your...experiments.'
After what seemed like a day or so of rest, the demon awoke. It's mind was clouded by several different noises and emotions. Groggily, it began to speak out into the depths of the noise. 'Jizo, how long have I been unconscious this time?' It took several minutes before the gentle female voice echoed through the noise. 'It has been thirteen hours.' The beast groaned as it began to reset its sitting position. Once finished, it cleared its mind slowly focusing only on Ashisogi Jizo. 'I can feel my power slowly returning. Perhaps the chair has finally become to malfunction.' Jizo responded with nothing. She seemed to be preoccupied by something but the demon didn't know what. Finally, it spoke out once more in a stern voice. 'Ashisogi Jizo. What are you doing in there.' A small yelp echoed through its mind as the voice responded. 'Just making use of this time we've got being stuck here. There's nothing else I can do. Unless you have any ideas' The demon bellowed in laughter a moment before it began to settle with a simple thought of an old experiment it wanted to preform. 'You know, I've always wondered if it would be possible to pull you from that prison. If I ever escape this, cell, I'll make that my first priority. How does that sound?' Jizo responded with a small giggle. It seemed the beast had compassion after all! It cared for its Zanpaktou more than it cared for the well being of others. But then again, it always held its own creations in higher regard than other beings usually.
The beast began to speak randomly to Jizo. 'What was that noise I heard earlier. Are my faculties beginning to wane?' The female voice took a bit longer than normal to answer. Thus the demon thought something was amiss. 'No. You have many thoughts coursing through your head still. Some of the past and some of the future. None of the present.' The beast sighed lightly as it responded. 'I see. Perhaps I should focus more on the now and here before it becomes too late to turn back. Give me an update on our power. I can feel myself slowly regaining my power, but it's somewhat difficult to feel how much.' Jizo took a few minutes to feel out how much power was actually being given back to the demon. Finally, she responded. 'You are not strong enough to use Bankai nor Shikai. You have waned greatly. But you're slowly coming back to full power. At present, you are roughly just below the power of a new Shinigami student. Be patient. You will be given your powers back soon. You need only wait.' The demon scoffed lightly as it rebutted with a simple exclamation. 'Waiting is something I tend to dislike if the situation calls for too much of it. But fine. I shall use this time to enhance my mental faculties. Jizo, assist me in this goal.' The beast spoke outwards as the demon adjusted its seat once more to a more comfortable position. They would converse for some time about different things regarding both the finer and less finer points of spiritual mating.
Eventually the conversation grew towards a new and interesting concept. Artificial Shinigami. 'Jizo. Do you think an Artificial Shinigami is possible?' Jizo took a moment before responding. 'Yes.' The demon grumbled in slight happiness at this thought. Soon they began discussing the finer points of this topic as well. 'I want to create an artificial shinigami with its own Zanpaktou. Perhaps create something with a bit more, enjoyable features. I'll make it a female. Maybe long hair. No short. Hm, I'll let the genetic makeup decide that. I'll only alter certain things. I'll make it a female with randomized features. But it will have its own Zanpaktou. Something unique to itself. Thoughts so far?' After a few minutes of thinking the female voice, Jizo, responded. 'I love the idea. It could be your Vice Captain if you ever become a Captain yourself. You'd have a pet, a slave, a toy, a companion.' The demon grunted at the last word before it began to speak up once more. 'It will not be my companion. You know how I feel about that.' The demon stated. Of course Jizo responded with an interesting statement. 'Yes I do know how you feel about that. It's your third most love in this world. To die knowing someone cared for you. Other than me of course. I'm just a Zanpaktou. I'm apart of you. But a woman would make your life so much more happy you know.' She teased slightly as the demon roared and showed its fangs towards Jizo. 'Do not speak to me of my own loves. I know what they are. If I my blade now, you would be punished for disregarding my words.' The beast had spoken in a demonic almost evil tone. It took Jizo a few minutes to respond but she finally apologized. 'I'm sorry. I won't do it again.' The demon scoffed at that response and gave one of its own. 'Sure you won't. You and I both know you will.' The demon began to remember the past. It churned in its essential grave at the history unfolding before its eyes once more.
The demon remembered being with in the Gotei Thirteen. It's eyes focused on the Captain of the Twelfth Division. As the world seemed to bellow itself from the demon's own rage, it spoke out toward the Captain in a fit of rage.
"You have been planning to frame me, haven't you. You soulless DOG!"
The demon proclaimed as the Captain simply chuckled and pointed a finger towards the demon.
"No no no, it is YOU that has planned something illegal. The proof is all over the place! You've been planning to kill me! I've already anonymously told the Captain Commander about your plan. You'll be arrested with in mere minutes!"
"YOU BEAST! I should slay you here and now. We both know I could!"
The demon was furious. It was beginning to anger beyond that of the farthest rage Lucifer could muster. It slammed it's foot down upon the ground causing a great wave of spiritual pressure to wash over the area. So much so it caused every last person with in the Division to bend to their knee barely able to breath Including the Captain himself. The demon pulled it's blade out slowly as it began to speak.
"Bankai, Konjiki Ashisogi Ji-"
The demon was interrupted by a special cloth that wrapped around the Zanpaktou's blade disallowing it to release. The demon looked at the one responsible. It bellowed outwards at the culprit with evil desire to destroy the Captain before it.
"THIS CAPTAIN HAS FRAMED ME. IF YOU VALUE YOUR LIFE, YOU WILL RELEASE MY BLADE! I WILL HAVE MY REVENGE!"
The being holding Jizo from releasing simply stood there not responding to the demon. Soon several members of the second division appeared before it and subdued the demon with in seconds. Their suppression tools were able to cause the demon's strength to wane just enough to create an opening. Such a pitiful end to a most unfortunate set of circumstances.
Time and time again the beast did dwell upon the past. Yet time and time again the beast could do nothing. It was trapped in an endless cycle of the farthest most recesses of its mind. There would be nothing it could do. Not yet. The time wasn't right. Even if at long last the demon could pierce the veil and change the past there would be no point. What ever was happening upon the surface of the nest was of no concern to the beast anymore. It was a long lost world never to be touched by the likes of it. Pierced through the heart by a spear of dissatisfaction and depression. The demon would make this its power. It would feed upon this very feeling and make it its own power. Eventually the demon would wane slightly as it gave the prospect of release to an after thought. It wished to walk once more with the beings not unlike itself. There would be no end to the torture that it could endure.
'Let stand the sands of time which flow wildly through the passages of the hourglass. There shall be no battle here. The days of fighting have come to an end only to show the those that truly suffer are those who came out on top. That which rises above the sand can only feel the pain of loss for what was torn from them through the journey. There is no going back from whence you came. There is only moving forward. Those who wish to rise high above the pain of loss need only ask for forgiveness from themselves as it is merely the thought of loss which ties them to their fate. There is no truer words spoken then those of the loves lost by sacrifice. No greater feeling then that of loss. And there is no soul untouched by these occurrences in the universe. There will be no such thing as a calm night. There will be no such thing as a heavenly peace. There will only. be. War.'
The demon spoke as suddenly its shackles began to quake slightly. It then erupted into words once more.
'There is no greater thing than war. War gives way to temporary peace. War gives those with the power to flaunt and show the others what that power means. War is what allows the demons to wage their futile attempts at bringing one's own power far from the bring of weakness. WAR IS WHAT BINDS THE COSMOS WITH THE DEMONS WITHIN. WAR IS WHAT WILL SET ME FREE! WAR BREEDS DISTRUST AND TREACHERY BUT WAR IS WHAT WILL ENGULF THE WORLD. IT WILL CAUSE DISMAY, DESTRUCTION, AND DESTROY THOSE NOT STRONG ENOUGH TO SUSTAIN THE FOWL STENCH OF DEFEAT! War, is life.'
The beast settled slightly which caused the chains to clang not as much. The demon once more spoke outwards.
'But one thing is held evident. War does not come alone. War breeds distrust. War breeds Treachery, War breeds that which people fear the most. The betrayal you can see and know is not nearly as frightening of the betrayal you will never know about. It is what drives some to go mad. IT is what drives some to kill with out provocation. Betrayal, is only half the story. But betrayal is all anyone can usually think of, and all fear.'
The demon's voice resonated with in its own mind. As this happened its chains rattled a bit more. Every thought this beast had sent shivers down the chains causing them to rattle. But none could for see what would eventually happen. not even the Demon itself. For now, it would lie in wait feeling the powers of its own, waiting, watching, and preparing for what was to come. It knew not exactly what was going to be happening to it. But it knew something was amiss. As this was a fact it kept to itself, it allowed itself to watch those above to see what they would do. Luckily, Seki stone merely kept the Reiatsu from getting out. It would still allow other Reiatsu into the room. This would be what allowed the demon to gaze upon the world high above and plot its return. Every breath began to be recorded, calculated, and a plan for the future. It knew that eventually it would be let out. Now, the calmed beast had its future planned outwards. Every possible step was now with in its own grasp. It knew what was to come. It may not be one of the many plans it held with in its head, but it knew something was coming. It could feel it. Jizo agreed as she began to speak highly of how the demon was progressing. It knew that discussing with Jizo was difficult for the fact that she was so very far away. This meant that there was a delay in their discussions. Which of course explained why Jizo always took several minutes to respond.
The demon ceased breathing for several minutes. Once those minutes were complete it would start breathing once more. And from that point on, it spoke something intriguing. 'From this point forward, every step I take, every breath I take will be to further my goal of becoming the Twelfth Division Captain. From this moment forward, I will ensure my final resting place to be atop the Science Division.' The demon began to chuckle slightly as it realized just how possibly ambitious it would be. But never the less, it allowed for some interesting thoughts to come about. The first being a way to conceal a Zanpaktou. It had been done long ago in the past. This meant that there was a possibility that there could be a way to allow one to hide an object such as a Zanpaktou into any instrument. Perhaps it needed to be of a certain size but that was not the main point. One of its first things it will do is create some sort of object to hide its Zanpaktou it. Well that wasn't true. The first thing it would do is create an object that would allow Jizo to enter the world as its new self. To gaze upon that which the demon would never take for granted again. Rather, what the demon would enjoy experimenting on.
As if to change beats in a song, the demon began to orient its thoughts towards something a bit more playful. Soon, the beast would begin conversing with Jizo once more. 'It will be most enjoyable to play with you again, Jizo.' It would take a few moments but Jizo would finally respond. 'The feeling is mutual. Shall I start calling you the same as before?' The demon bellowed with a gentle happiness as it spoke as a response. 'That would be enjoyable. But no, it's not necessary this time around. I've come to accept you for what you are. But remember, you can still be stamped out if you cross me.' The demon spoke in its normal evil tone. It seemed being trapped deep in the bowls of the beast was something that tended to drive one crazy. Though, the ones already crazy would be driven sane no? Of course that's not how it worked though. The demon would fade to sleep once more. After twelve hours of sleep the demon would awake once more. Drowsy as usual, it began to orient its mind to gather the thoughts that fluttered about like masses of confusion. Once the thoughts were organized it began to speak to Jizo. 'Jizo, Do you remember that cherry tree out back of the Twelve Division where we first met?' It took a few minutes but Jizo finally responded. 'I do. It was night and you were staring at a pond under the tree. It was quite a beautiful night.' The demon laughed slightly as it spoke to tease Jizo. 'You didn't strike me as the sentimental type, Jizo.' Jizo would respond after a few moments with an embarrassed grunt. 'Jizo, it would be a true pleasure to see that spot once more.' Its words slowly faded as the demon began to shift its attention to other things.
The demon began to store up Reiatsu in order to preform a Jinzo with Jizo. It was able to store enough reiatsu that could be considered a substantial amount. Finally, the demon is able to meet face to face with Jizo for once in a few hundred years. The world grew cold and dark as the demon faded into obscurity. It would finally be brought to a giant dank cave where there would be nothing but the skittering of tiny feet upon the walls.
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'So the time is upon me finally. Then so be it. Time will be my ally once more it seems.' Its mind had thought before allowing itself to drift back into a slumber. What was it that this beast thought of during it's slumber? No one knew the answer to that. However an important fact has yet to be revealed. This deep hole in the underground of a deep cavern, below a deep creation of Seki-Seki stone was what this being called home. Yes, it was locked away deep in the bowels of the Maggots nest. So far in fact, it was practically the ground. The only thing below this was the chamber no one talked about. A place where something beyond a mere mortal could be kept. It was a cavern the size of an entire city. All to house what ever may need to be in there. However, this being was not powerful enough to be placed deep in the cavern below itself. Instead, it was locked away in a mere living creature's cell as it were.
Locked away to the depths of the Nest for crimes it had yet to commit. It had no intention of committing any crime, except killing THAT thing. But it was locked away either way. Allowed to live its days out in confinement to a place of which none would ever know nor see. It had been several hundred years before it had seen the light of day let alone the light of another being's spiritual power. It could faintly see shimmers of beings so very far away that it was barely visible. No, it was much more like watching ghosts flutter about the room, mindless and oblivious to the area around it. Could it ever be allowed to leave? No, it was doubtful at best. Something, or someone, with the right thought process would have to allow this thing upon the world. What being would allow such a vile creature open into the world where it could kill or worse. No, it was highly recommended to keep it locked away deep in the depths of ancient memory no longer used.
A small creek echoed through the area as a chain's posture shifted. Such a sound for a being unable to see nor talk. It was like an amusing subtle play of sounds, movements, and thoughts which permeated the being's mind. It made light of the situation give to it, even if it was unfairly judged a threat to the Soul Society. A random burst of Reiatsu escaped the chair's grasp sending a black flame like mass of Reiatsu to whip at the bars of the room before it dissipated into nothingness having been absorbed by the Seki-Seki stone. The demon bellowed lightly as it shifted its weight slightly for a more comfortable sitting position. It now laid in wait, while scanning its surroundings for anything that's been changed or unchanged.
Deep in the beast's mind a mellow thought came to mind. What if it had gone differently. Things would be so much better off perhaps. However, it'd never know just how different it'd be. For now it was left to sit there and wallow in it's own Reiatsu filth as it were. Tied to a chair which it couldn't get out of. Suddenly the rage built deep with in it's body as it began to seethe with anger. The chains began to rattle violently as it produced enough Reiatsu in a single burst to cause a massive amount of disturbance. But of course, the Seki-Seki stone absorbed it almost instantly before the chains calmed down. As the room settled it felt marginally weaker. It'd have to be careful if it wanted to stay alive. Allow its body to rest, the entity would begin to think about itself and what it had accomplished, what it could have accomplished, and what had been done to it. For now, it had only time which in wives tales only breeds the devil's handy work.
Several hundred stories above the beast were living the criminally insane or the ones with little threat to the Soul Society but still a threat none the less. The muddled about their business with out the knowledge that a beast dwell with in. Perhaps it was for the best as these beings were less than mentally stable. Some of them might try to attack the beast just to get some extra food or worse, to get dominance over the rest by destroying the most dangerous being there. Even locked away as it was the beast was an influential being. It's very presence caused those who knew what it was to hesitate. Perhaps now was not the time to discuss finer points of insanity however. For now, it laid to rest simply watching the ghosts muddle through their own lives far from its own.
The beast bellowed once more as it allowed itself to see it's surroundings. The long awaited beast had seen that its surroundings had been unchanged. 'What a pity.' Its mind followed suit as the thoughts radiated to new inventions to be had. The beast was intelligent with gigantic knowledge bases of all sorts of things. Because of this, it would focus solely now on different things to create. It's first thought was to recreate ancient technology to be something more modern. 'If I ever emerge from my long slumber, perhaps I will focus on advancements in a field more suited to my abilities. Ah yes, I'll experiment with my Zanpaktou. Perhaps I'll even experiment with suppression techniques. Kido is quite a tasteful thing to play with as well. Who knows, I may even come up with a device that allows cloning of a Zanpaktou. Heh, that'd be the most interesting invention ever. How could I go about that?' It's mind started to pursue an interesting idea of cloning. With that, its mind started to create the most interesting and intricate device which would allow it to copy another being's Zanpaktou adding it to it's own. That would be interesting indeed.
The beast shifted in it's seat as it attempted to stand up. It hadn't done that in at least a hundred years. Stand up that is. As it attempted to stand the chains pulled tightly upon the being's wrists, ankles, and neck causing it to slam back into the chair. Every breathe it took caused a small spark of Reiatsu on exhale. It was becoming weaker by the seals placed upon the chair and itself. It hated this imprisonment. It was furious at this being locked up like some sort of lost pet inside of a kennel. Using it's throat, it bellowed outwards in a glottal roar which would cause the silent still darkness to rumble gently at the vibrations.
The entity would shift and adjust itself as time ticked forward. It was a lost cause to move. And so, it began to watch the shimmering ghosts. They moved gently across the ceiling as if dancing for the amusement of the demon. Every movement was a small play telling a story of sorrow and despair from the eyes of the beast. It closed it's right eye and simply watched the ghosts for perhaps an eternity. Left and right the ghost tossed itself around as if a rag doll. The demon wasn't able to see any Reiatsu interacting with it. It was sad to say the least. The only source of entertainment was in fact the demon's own visual acuity. Seeing several other ghosts doing something which could only be described as fighting the beast would face that direction.
Two people began a fist fight as several joined in with each other. It appeared that a mob of beings were now fighting each other. Perhaps it would possibly be interesting to fight a demon of unmatched power. Well, that was before this demon was forced into exile and living now with in the depths of the nest where none have entered since a few hundred years. It groaned in dismay as it continued to watch the fighting being broken up by a few guards. It then began to wonder why the guards had arrived. They rarely ever actually interfered with the on-goings with in the nest before. This intrigued the Demon massively. As it watched the guards move about they would eventually go back to their posts out of its visual range. What a pity. The beast groaned once more before it settled back to watching the every day muddling of the ghosts of past lives. As it watched, slowly its eyes closed before fading off into a deep sleep. Sleep approached slowly but finally overtook the beast as it began to dream of better days.
'It's obviously YOUR fault that you've been placed in here you know.' The beast awoke to a voice long forgotten. It was her. The one woman who'd always be the hate and love of the demon throughout time. The beast spoke up finally to respond to the woman. 'Who said it was me? Maybe it was you. It is a law that only one being may hold the same Zanpaktou at the same time.' The voice was silent for several minutes before it finally came back with a response. 'Of course that's true but you, you are a very special thing you know. There's no way that you'd be killed by such a foolish law now is there?' The demon chuckled lightly as it responded in its demonic tone. 'Perhaps. How come you've taken it only now to talk to me after so long?' The voice remained silent for several minutes. This caused the beast slight discomfort as it assumed the voice had left. Once the demon had accepted that the conversation was over, the voice returned. 'There was no need for me to speak. Now there is. We both know the time is approaching. Will you be able to contain your..excitement?'
The beast broke out into laughter at that question. After several minutes of insanity the demon calmed down and responded while still chuckling. 'Of course I can. The question is, will you be able to sustain yourself?' The voice took a few minutes before it responded. 'No, You have grown extremely weak. I'm unable to extend my influence beyond this mental connection.' The demon grunted in dissatisfaction before it spoke once more to the voice with in his head. 'Very well. That will do for now. And by the way, I'm glad to hear from you again.....Ashisogi Jizo.' The demon smiled lightly under that raw metal mask. Jizo simply giggled lightly as it spoke out a final sentence before the beast faded to sleep once more. 'That's nice of you to say. We'll be together again soon. I can't wait for your...experiments.'
After what seemed like a day or so of rest, the demon awoke. It's mind was clouded by several different noises and emotions. Groggily, it began to speak out into the depths of the noise. 'Jizo, how long have I been unconscious this time?' It took several minutes before the gentle female voice echoed through the noise. 'It has been thirteen hours.' The beast groaned as it began to reset its sitting position. Once finished, it cleared its mind slowly focusing only on Ashisogi Jizo. 'I can feel my power slowly returning. Perhaps the chair has finally become to malfunction.' Jizo responded with nothing. She seemed to be preoccupied by something but the demon didn't know what. Finally, it spoke out once more in a stern voice. 'Ashisogi Jizo. What are you doing in there.' A small yelp echoed through its mind as the voice responded. 'Just making use of this time we've got being stuck here. There's nothing else I can do. Unless you have any ideas' The demon bellowed in laughter a moment before it began to settle with a simple thought of an old experiment it wanted to preform. 'You know, I've always wondered if it would be possible to pull you from that prison. If I ever escape this, cell, I'll make that my first priority. How does that sound?' Jizo responded with a small giggle. It seemed the beast had compassion after all! It cared for its Zanpaktou more than it cared for the well being of others. But then again, it always held its own creations in higher regard than other beings usually.
The beast began to speak randomly to Jizo. 'What was that noise I heard earlier. Are my faculties beginning to wane?' The female voice took a bit longer than normal to answer. Thus the demon thought something was amiss. 'No. You have many thoughts coursing through your head still. Some of the past and some of the future. None of the present.' The beast sighed lightly as it responded. 'I see. Perhaps I should focus more on the now and here before it becomes too late to turn back. Give me an update on our power. I can feel myself slowly regaining my power, but it's somewhat difficult to feel how much.' Jizo took a few minutes to feel out how much power was actually being given back to the demon. Finally, she responded. 'You are not strong enough to use Bankai nor Shikai. You have waned greatly. But you're slowly coming back to full power. At present, you are roughly just below the power of a new Shinigami student. Be patient. You will be given your powers back soon. You need only wait.' The demon scoffed lightly as it rebutted with a simple exclamation. 'Waiting is something I tend to dislike if the situation calls for too much of it. But fine. I shall use this time to enhance my mental faculties. Jizo, assist me in this goal.' The beast spoke outwards as the demon adjusted its seat once more to a more comfortable position. They would converse for some time about different things regarding both the finer and less finer points of spiritual mating.
Eventually the conversation grew towards a new and interesting concept. Artificial Shinigami. 'Jizo. Do you think an Artificial Shinigami is possible?' Jizo took a moment before responding. 'Yes.' The demon grumbled in slight happiness at this thought. Soon they began discussing the finer points of this topic as well. 'I want to create an artificial shinigami with its own Zanpaktou. Perhaps create something with a bit more, enjoyable features. I'll make it a female. Maybe long hair. No short. Hm, I'll let the genetic makeup decide that. I'll only alter certain things. I'll make it a female with randomized features. But it will have its own Zanpaktou. Something unique to itself. Thoughts so far?' After a few minutes of thinking the female voice, Jizo, responded. 'I love the idea. It could be your Vice Captain if you ever become a Captain yourself. You'd have a pet, a slave, a toy, a companion.' The demon grunted at the last word before it began to speak up once more. 'It will not be my companion. You know how I feel about that.' The demon stated. Of course Jizo responded with an interesting statement. 'Yes I do know how you feel about that. It's your third most love in this world. To die knowing someone cared for you. Other than me of course. I'm just a Zanpaktou. I'm apart of you. But a woman would make your life so much more happy you know.' She teased slightly as the demon roared and showed its fangs towards Jizo. 'Do not speak to me of my own loves. I know what they are. If I my blade now, you would be punished for disregarding my words.' The beast had spoken in a demonic almost evil tone. It took Jizo a few minutes to respond but she finally apologized. 'I'm sorry. I won't do it again.' The demon scoffed at that response and gave one of its own. 'Sure you won't. You and I both know you will.' The demon began to remember the past. It churned in its essential grave at the history unfolding before its eyes once more.
The demon remembered being with in the Gotei Thirteen. It's eyes focused on the Captain of the Twelfth Division. As the world seemed to bellow itself from the demon's own rage, it spoke out toward the Captain in a fit of rage.
"You have been planning to frame me, haven't you. You soulless DOG!"
The demon proclaimed as the Captain simply chuckled and pointed a finger towards the demon.
"No no no, it is YOU that has planned something illegal. The proof is all over the place! You've been planning to kill me! I've already anonymously told the Captain Commander about your plan. You'll be arrested with in mere minutes!"
"YOU BEAST! I should slay you here and now. We both know I could!"
The demon was furious. It was beginning to anger beyond that of the farthest rage Lucifer could muster. It slammed it's foot down upon the ground causing a great wave of spiritual pressure to wash over the area. So much so it caused every last person with in the Division to bend to their knee barely able to breath Including the Captain himself. The demon pulled it's blade out slowly as it began to speak.
"Bankai, Konjiki Ashisogi Ji-"
The demon was interrupted by a special cloth that wrapped around the Zanpaktou's blade disallowing it to release. The demon looked at the one responsible. It bellowed outwards at the culprit with evil desire to destroy the Captain before it.
"THIS CAPTAIN HAS FRAMED ME. IF YOU VALUE YOUR LIFE, YOU WILL RELEASE MY BLADE! I WILL HAVE MY REVENGE!"
The being holding Jizo from releasing simply stood there not responding to the demon. Soon several members of the second division appeared before it and subdued the demon with in seconds. Their suppression tools were able to cause the demon's strength to wane just enough to create an opening. Such a pitiful end to a most unfortunate set of circumstances.
Time and time again the beast did dwell upon the past. Yet time and time again the beast could do nothing. It was trapped in an endless cycle of the farthest most recesses of its mind. There would be nothing it could do. Not yet. The time wasn't right. Even if at long last the demon could pierce the veil and change the past there would be no point. What ever was happening upon the surface of the nest was of no concern to the beast anymore. It was a long lost world never to be touched by the likes of it. Pierced through the heart by a spear of dissatisfaction and depression. The demon would make this its power. It would feed upon this very feeling and make it its own power. Eventually the demon would wane slightly as it gave the prospect of release to an after thought. It wished to walk once more with the beings not unlike itself. There would be no end to the torture that it could endure.
'Let stand the sands of time which flow wildly through the passages of the hourglass. There shall be no battle here. The days of fighting have come to an end only to show the those that truly suffer are those who came out on top. That which rises above the sand can only feel the pain of loss for what was torn from them through the journey. There is no going back from whence you came. There is only moving forward. Those who wish to rise high above the pain of loss need only ask for forgiveness from themselves as it is merely the thought of loss which ties them to their fate. There is no truer words spoken then those of the loves lost by sacrifice. No greater feeling then that of loss. And there is no soul untouched by these occurrences in the universe. There will be no such thing as a calm night. There will be no such thing as a heavenly peace. There will only. be. War.'
The demon spoke as suddenly its shackles began to quake slightly. It then erupted into words once more.
'There is no greater thing than war. War gives way to temporary peace. War gives those with the power to flaunt and show the others what that power means. War is what allows the demons to wage their futile attempts at bringing one's own power far from the bring of weakness. WAR IS WHAT BINDS THE COSMOS WITH THE DEMONS WITHIN. WAR IS WHAT WILL SET ME FREE! WAR BREEDS DISTRUST AND TREACHERY BUT WAR IS WHAT WILL ENGULF THE WORLD. IT WILL CAUSE DISMAY, DESTRUCTION, AND DESTROY THOSE NOT STRONG ENOUGH TO SUSTAIN THE FOWL STENCH OF DEFEAT! War, is life.'
The beast settled slightly which caused the chains to clang not as much. The demon once more spoke outwards.
'But one thing is held evident. War does not come alone. War breeds distrust. War breeds Treachery, War breeds that which people fear the most. The betrayal you can see and know is not nearly as frightening of the betrayal you will never know about. It is what drives some to go mad. IT is what drives some to kill with out provocation. Betrayal, is only half the story. But betrayal is all anyone can usually think of, and all fear.'
The demon's voice resonated with in its own mind. As this happened its chains rattled a bit more. Every thought this beast had sent shivers down the chains causing them to rattle. But none could for see what would eventually happen. not even the Demon itself. For now, it would lie in wait feeling the powers of its own, waiting, watching, and preparing for what was to come. It knew not exactly what was going to be happening to it. But it knew something was amiss. As this was a fact it kept to itself, it allowed itself to watch those above to see what they would do. Luckily, Seki stone merely kept the Reiatsu from getting out. It would still allow other Reiatsu into the room. This would be what allowed the demon to gaze upon the world high above and plot its return. Every breath began to be recorded, calculated, and a plan for the future. It knew that eventually it would be let out. Now, the calmed beast had its future planned outwards. Every possible step was now with in its own grasp. It knew what was to come. It may not be one of the many plans it held with in its head, but it knew something was coming. It could feel it. Jizo agreed as she began to speak highly of how the demon was progressing. It knew that discussing with Jizo was difficult for the fact that she was so very far away. This meant that there was a delay in their discussions. Which of course explained why Jizo always took several minutes to respond.
The demon ceased breathing for several minutes. Once those minutes were complete it would start breathing once more. And from that point on, it spoke something intriguing. 'From this point forward, every step I take, every breath I take will be to further my goal of becoming the Twelfth Division Captain. From this moment forward, I will ensure my final resting place to be atop the Science Division.' The demon began to chuckle slightly as it realized just how possibly ambitious it would be. But never the less, it allowed for some interesting thoughts to come about. The first being a way to conceal a Zanpaktou. It had been done long ago in the past. This meant that there was a possibility that there could be a way to allow one to hide an object such as a Zanpaktou into any instrument. Perhaps it needed to be of a certain size but that was not the main point. One of its first things it will do is create some sort of object to hide its Zanpaktou it. Well that wasn't true. The first thing it would do is create an object that would allow Jizo to enter the world as its new self. To gaze upon that which the demon would never take for granted again. Rather, what the demon would enjoy experimenting on.
As if to change beats in a song, the demon began to orient its thoughts towards something a bit more playful. Soon, the beast would begin conversing with Jizo once more. 'It will be most enjoyable to play with you again, Jizo.' It would take a few moments but Jizo would finally respond. 'The feeling is mutual. Shall I start calling you the same as before?' The demon bellowed with a gentle happiness as it spoke as a response. 'That would be enjoyable. But no, it's not necessary this time around. I've come to accept you for what you are. But remember, you can still be stamped out if you cross me.' The demon spoke in its normal evil tone. It seemed being trapped deep in the bowls of the beast was something that tended to drive one crazy. Though, the ones already crazy would be driven sane no? Of course that's not how it worked though. The demon would fade to sleep once more. After twelve hours of sleep the demon would awake once more. Drowsy as usual, it began to orient its mind to gather the thoughts that fluttered about like masses of confusion. Once the thoughts were organized it began to speak to Jizo. 'Jizo, Do you remember that cherry tree out back of the Twelve Division where we first met?' It took a few minutes but Jizo finally responded. 'I do. It was night and you were staring at a pond under the tree. It was quite a beautiful night.' The demon laughed slightly as it spoke to tease Jizo. 'You didn't strike me as the sentimental type, Jizo.' Jizo would respond after a few moments with an embarrassed grunt. 'Jizo, it would be a true pleasure to see that spot once more.' Its words slowly faded as the demon began to shift its attention to other things.
The demon began to store up Reiatsu in order to preform a Jinzo with Jizo. It was able to store enough reiatsu that could be considered a substantial amount. Finally, the demon is able to meet face to face with Jizo for once in a few hundred years. The world grew cold and dark as the demon faded into obscurity. It would finally be brought to a giant dank cave where there would be nothing but the skittering of tiny feet upon the walls.
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