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During the meal you went on to tell the tale of your encounter with the so called 0 division to Harribel.
She patiently listened to you in the downtime between bites.
Meanwhile Sofia just quietly nibbled on her food while reading a book under the table.
After getting to the end of your story Tia looks at you with a questioning gaze.

"So it never ends."

"Trouble with the Soul Society?
I'm just glad we got this much downtime..."

"No, not that.
It seems like every time we think that all danger has been quelled, all plans have been thwarted a new sect of people shows up.
This is like the tenth organization that's out for blood."

You sigh and look at your wife.
"The world has no shortage of idiots dear.
Best we can do is keep stepping on their necks until the rest learns that crossing us is not a smart thing to do."

Tia finishes off her meal and then cleans her mouth meticulously as to avoid any bits of food getting under her mask.
"Guess our old mentality is not going to die out easily.
Still... being the biggest fish in the pond worked out so far."

"It's not all bad.
For starters the Soul Society seems to be more inclined to work WITH us rather than against us."

"Saving their hide so many times must be paying off."
She glances quickly at Sofia.
"Be careful sweetie.
Don't get any food on your book."

"Right."

You smile at the peaceful scene and feel happy that you can have such a normal meal even after all the things you've been through.
But as you are about to finish off your meal and thank the chef you hear loud knocking on your door.
Sighing your frustration you stand up from your almost completely empty plate and grumble something about murdering someone.

Forcefully you practically tear open the door, not bothering to hide your frustration about having the moment ruined.
"What is it?"
You snap at the Exequias member before you.

The guy must be new, either in the job as a whole or in this sector because he's shaking like a dry leaf in the autumn wind.
"S-s-s-sorry to bother you Sir!
B-b-but Chief Marsh sends a message to you. It's urgent!"

Taking a deep breath you calm your nerves if only to make the guy before you less scared.
"Very well. What does he want?"

"W-we've detected an outsider Sir!"

"Outsider?
Who? Where?"
You ask him, angry once more.

"It's a shinigami Sir!
Unimaginably powerful.... and black."

Your eyes go wide at hearing this.
"Does he wear a pair of goofy sunglasses and has part of his hair shaven?"

"Y-Yes Sir!
...
How did you know?!"

You sigh in exasperation.
Realizing that if it's who you think it is then he must want to talk with you.
Because otherwise he'd be here to "clean up" and he wouldn't be waiting around for that.

>Very well, I'll take a look.
>Where is he located? What did the Exequias do?! Did he do ANYTHING?!
>Tell your boss to keep a close eye on him, if he tries to enter the city just bombard the entire area
>Other? (write-in)

>>1693203
>Very well, I'll take a look.
>Where is he located? What did the Exequias do?! Did he do ANYTHING?!
hi spooky

>>1693203
>>Very well, I'll take a look.
The shit will never end.

>>1693203
>>Very well, I'll take a look.

>>1693203
>I'll go talk to him.

>writing

Okay update might be a bit late as I'll have to go get dinner

At least more people can show up in the meantime

Posting from phone:

I'm back from dinner but in that time my laptop decided to shit itself.
Trying to resolve the issue now.

Will try to post asap

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Looking at the poor arrancar you almost take pity on him.
"Okay, contact your boss that I'm on my way...
Where should I go?"

"Erm... to the southern gate sir."

"Hmmm... noted.
Also-"
You continue as you put on your coat.
"do yourself a favor and go have a drink.
If this goes badly... many people might die."

The poor officer swallows nervously and then makes a run for it as he's trying to get his communicator.
Once he's out of the picture you look back at Tia with a saddened look on your face.
"Sorry honey.
Duty calls."

"Hey!"
She calls after you.
"Do be careful."

With just a nod you quickly take off to the location the little guy just mentioned and sure enough you start sensing the distinct energy signature of the shinigami.
Just going by how thick and unusual it is you find it a small wonder that you didn't notice it sooner.
Then again Vanaheim has become quite large over the years.

After but a few more moments you reach your location and take a sharp dive towards the wall in question.
Doing a forward somersault you land on your feet and atop the wall itself, with the many guards station there jumping in surprise.
You suspect by their shocked expressions that they were too busy watching the shinigami standing outside the perimeter and they simply didn't notice your arrival.
Quickly you look for the guy with the most chips on his shoulder and address him.
"What's the situation?"

The commanding officer nervously steps out of the crowd and looks at you.
"N-nothing Sir...
He's just standing there... menacingly!"

A quick glance at the dark skinned shinigami reveals him looking actually quite bored.
Returning your attention to the Exequias officer you give your orders to him.
"I'm going down there.
Don't open fire unless I signal you.
But when it happens make sure nothing remains. Understood?"

They all stand at attention.
"YES SIR!"

"Good."

>>1693318
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sdxaNeRn1GA

All I can think of, WHY

>>1693318
Time to be a good neighbor, see what he wants, and then tell him to get the fuck off our lands.

Goddamn soul reapers, worse than roaches.

What's the status on that wall again?

>>1693327
yuggghhhhh

on a more serious note, Finished and prepared for an invasion but this is one of the special snowflake elite guard's of the Soul King correct? So I doubt it's prepared for him.

>>1693327
They are HUGE.

It's made up of segments that Marr keeps punching forward as the city expands.
New segments are often created to plug the holes created by this method

You know, even though Kaiser loathes bureaucracy and especially may loathe being a part of an organization that's as bloated as the Soul Society, it might be advantageous for him to consider this offer of official employment seriously.

Not 2 years ago, the Soul Society considered all Hollows as monsters who were automatically "Kill on Sight". But fast forward to today, and now they're openly allied with the leader of a large enclave of various hollows and arrancars.

Though we'll be bogged down in paperwork and ceremonies and kissing ass, becoming a formal agent of the Soul Society might give Kaiser and his people something that no Hollow seems to have enjoyed before: official legitimacy. Kaiser won't just be something that the Shinigami bend the rules or look the other way; he'll be an officially sanctioned part of their organization. This could also be one step toward the rest of the Soul Society recognizing Vanaheim and its citizens as legitimate people. Even if there are Shinigami who despise the idea, they'll still be forced to treat with Vanaheim as actual people and not monsters.

>>1693336
No.

>>1693341

Just saying, it might be worth considering. It beats getting Vanaheim wrecked by all of the heavy hitters of the Soul King's attack dogs.

>>1693357
Why would the Soul King send his dogs out to do that, when they couldn't even help our the SS? Also it doesn't matter what SS say's, Its a matter of what the SK says mate.

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>>1693336

Ha.

Ha.

Ha.

You want us to work for the people who shit the bed so much it's basically comical at this point?

The hell with that.

>>1693357

Pfft, better to die a starving wolf free than live as a neutured dog kept alive for our 'masters' amusement.

We went through hell getting out from under Aizen's thumb, why in Gaia's ample breasts would we willing get under someone else's?

Not wasting any more time you take a few steps forward until you step over the edge of the wall and begin plummeting down.
Much less elegantly than before you hit the ground hard with showing little movement or care in the world.
As you get close to the ground you pull back one of your legs while keeping the other extended.
With your fists clutched you end up half kneeling when you collide with the soft sand.

Looking up you see the shinigami before you clapping slowly.
"What. An. Entrance.
I see you got a fine taste when it comes to showin' off.
But did you know that dis is really hard on da knees? Very impractical."

You straighten your back and slowly but steadily walk up to him.
"What are you doing here Shinigami?"

"What? You think you are the only one allowed to zip zap across dimensions?
Are you jealous that someone stole your thang?"

"The difference between us is that I'm polite enough to use the front door."

"So am I.
I'm standing right here, ain't I?"

You pause at that.
"Smartass."

"Please, I prefer Mistah Smartass."

"Then I'll ask you something else.
Why ARE you here?"

"Because I love da beach man.
Can't find the water though, can ya give me a hand?
Help a brotha out?
...
No? Okay.
Actually I'm here to say hi.
Now... can I come in? Or are we gonna chat out here?"

"Not until I know why you're here.
And one more cute answer from you and I'm blasting you straight back to the Soul Society."

"Please don't.
It'd be a huge pain in da ass fo' me.
You see, I'm self cleaning.
The method I used to enter here is... unique.
None of my home dogs even know I'm here but in turn I'll have to use about 11 hours and 48 minutes until I can go back."

"That seems like an arbitrary time limit."

"It's actually 12 hours.
But with da Palace being more secure than a librarians miniskirt I'm lucky this is all I hafta deal with."

What he's saying is not too interesting for you, except the part about him being here without the others knowing.
"Alright shinigami. You've got my attention now.
Why do you want to come in?"

"Ah man..."
He begins scratching the back of his head.
"Ya see, I feel like peaceful negotiations should be done over a table.
With some food and maybe some booze. Ya know... to ease the tensions."
Oetsu, you believe his name is pauses for a moment.
"Look. I came to apologize fo' all dat shit.
What we did was uncool. But... orders are orders, ya dig?"

>Let him in
>Refuse entry
>Other? (write-in)

>>1693376
>>Let him in

>>1693376
>Let him in

I hope we have TSA level door scanners to see if he has spying shit on him or something.

>>1693376
>>Let him in

>>1693376

>Let him in

He's being polite, we'll be polite in turn.

Fair play and all that.

That's a fairly obvious result

>writing

>>1693415
It's pretty much obvious he came to investigate our society up close, that and other things.
Let's do this politically.

>>1693437
nope

>>1693446
Well, hey.
That's a clue.

As you consider what the shinigami is saying you decide to look over your shoulder and up at the guards still ready to unleash hell at your order.
Sighing a bit you raise up your closed fist and signal them to stand down.
Looking back at Oetsu you speak to him.

"Follow me..."

"Sweet!"

Walking up to the wall you can practically hear the shinigamis thoughts as he's puzzled by what means will you enter.
He no doubt suspects that he'll have to fly above the construct in order to pass but he's sorely mistaken.
Upon getting close enough a section of the wall begins to retract and then sink down as the mechanisms start doing their work.
With the newly made tunnel readily available you lead Oetsu further in.

"Do you have any weapons on you?"

"Nah."

"Then you won't mind if we perform a full search on you..."

"Unless you guys are REALLY into full body searches I don't care.
If you're gonna finger my ass then we'll have a problem."

"Heh...
Well if you managed to shove an entire sword up there then I'd say you deserve to at least give it a thing.
Out of respect for your... dedication."

Once you're through you are greeted by an entire platoon of Exequias soldier, most of whom have a Cero primed and ready to incinerate the shinigami.
You quickly shut them down however and order them to search the stranger.
True to his word he bears no arms other than several sunglasses, all identical to the one he wearing as backup, a rubber duck in a hidden pocket on the inside of his puffer jacket and some fireworks.

The officers look at you as if expecting you to give them the order to confiscate the explosives.
You however look at Oetsu and ask him the obvious.
"What are the firecrackers for?"

"So that I'm always ready when I need a flashy entrance!"

You sigh and wave at the soldiers.
"Let him keep it.
These things aren't gonna hurt anyone."

"Awright!"
He grins and you can see his pristine white teeth.
For some reason you expected them to be made of gold...

Once that routine check was done with you lead the visitor to a more secluded area nearby.
One section of this sector that has been kept as a park for recreational activities caught your interest and walked in there.
To your surprise however you found that all the tables were already taken which put a dent in your plans.
Raising your hand you snap your fingers and several Exequias members appear via Sonído and without a word they place down an extra table and two chairs just for you.

Oetsu doesn't seem too surprised about this as he sensed them following your every movement but he still makes a remark about it.
"Dayum, that's real flashy.
If ye'r into dictatorship an' stuff."

"Nobody said that this place is a democracy...
It's more of a brutal meritocracy. The strong rule.
And I'm the strongest."

"An' you have no contenders?"

"Most of them are working with me..."

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After settling down your seat Oetsu does the same, except he also kicks his feet up the table as he does so.
You entwine your fingers and look at the shinigami before you.
"So... Will this suffice?"

"Yeap.
But first..."
He extends his arm to you.
Ōetsu Nimaiya.
Most people call me Tōshin, but you can ignore that.
Aaaand I already know your name so no need for you to introduce yourself."

A bit reluctantly at first you shake his hand.
"A pleasure.
By the way, what's a Tōshin?"

"Eh... basically means Sword God. Never cared for it though.
Anyway! Let's get this show on the road!"
He kicks back once more and snaps his fingers as he points at you with both hands.
"I wanted to begin with saying that I'm sorry about what happened back there.
It was a dick move but not one I had much say in."

"Aren't you all one division though?"

"Sure, sure!
But that don't mean we are equal.
Like Old Man Genocide, I. H.is the one that calls the shots for us.
As our leader he makes all the decisions and we follow."

"And I suppose he has that kind of authority because he's the strongest."

"And 'cause he's da first member.
But yeah... when mah dude T.K. reported to him that your gal entered Soul Society he flipped."

"Heh... the mighty Zero Division is affraid of a little girl?"

"You've seen it with yer own eyes.
She could say the monks name... that is scary on its own.
But she also fried our network of cameras when she was born.
So yeah... I.H. fears her like the plague. Makes 'im jumpy for some reason."

'Wait... so you can't say his name either?
Is that why you're abbreviating his name?"

"Nah. I can say it.
All members of the Guard can.
I just prefer not to..
As you've seen it personally, his name carries power. Because his power IS names.
I avoid saying full names in most cases because the old man can hear it..."

"And if I..."

"Then he'd know you said his name.
That's about it."

"I see... How meddlesome of a power."

"Tell me about it.
But back to the matter at hand.
What you've been doing irritated the boss VERY MUCH.
Ever since you've been climbin' the ranks of Aizens little army he worried about you.
Somethin' about you having... potential.
Guess that hollows actually breeding was the last straw for him."

"Heh...
So we are considered a threat.
I like that!"

"More like he's considering it's about time to squash you...
But since you went through the trouble of becoming something of an ally to the S.S. that's... more problematic than he'd like.
So what we did back there was basically trying to show off the size of our dick.... without much success."

"I see."
You smile.
"A real shame that is."

"Not to me.
I don't really care.
I'm more than content just sitting up at my palace, mindin' my own business.
Which is why I'm here.
I'd prefer if you didn't go apeshit on us. Less trouble for me.
And less casualties."

"But the monk seems to disagree with you."

"He... lost touch with reality a while ago.
Know what I'm sayin'?
I've seen on TV some of the shit you do.
And while I share his view that "Yes, we could beat you" but I also have the smarts to ask "But at what cost?".
Way I see it if we clashed then not much would be left for the winner."

"Hmmm...
Glad some of you see reason at least.
But just out of curiosity... say I go along the monks plan.
What then?"

"You'd be face to face with C46.
And it'd have been fuckin' amusin'.
Those guys never encountered a guy that can say "Fuck you" and they can't execute him on the spot.
Would've been nice to view it from the sidelines!"

"Sorry to disappoint.
But I'd rather say that to your boss.
Especially since he wanted to drag my daughter into it."

"I understand man.
Gotta keep your family in mind."

With that said neither of you had anything left to discuss.
An awkward silence was growing between you.
"So... you really did just want to come and apologize."

"Thas what I said."

"Well then, I'll try to keep this in mind."

You raise a hand and after making a few gestures a few of the present people quickly fetch you two glasses and a pitcher full of water.
While the officers pour you your drinks you have a few moments to consider what to say next.

>So... how does one get to devour the powers of a god anyway?
>Now that you've satisfied my curiosity, do you have anythihng you'd like to ask?
>Tell me Sword God... do you all claim to be deities?
>Other? (write-in)

>>1693598
>>Now that you've satisfied my curiosity, do you have anythihng you'd like to ask?
The others come as a tad passive agressive

>>1693598
>Now that you've satisfied my curiosity, do you have anythihng you'd like to ask?

>>1693598
>>Now that you've satisfied my curiosity, do you have anythihng you'd like to ask?

>>1693598
>>Now that you've satisfied my curiosity, do you have anythihng you'd like to ask?

>>1693602
Yeah but you can always come up with your own stuff.
Hence the write in

>>1693611
For now we've been given the why.
It would become an interrogation if we just asked without moderation.
And besides, I'm shit out of ideas.

>>1693598
>>Now that you've satisfied my curiosity, do you have anythihng you'd like to ask?

>>1693612
I understand and I apologize if I came across vindictive.
It's cool

>>1693624
Nah, it's all cool.
Sorry if I came across as an aloof asshole.

Okay then

>writing

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"So Oetsu... you've satisfied my curiosity.
Is there perhaps something you wanted to ask from me?"

"Hmmm... shiiet man.
You got me."
He pauses for a moment there as he lets out a wide grin.
"There is actually a little somethin' somethin' I'm interested in."
Then the man shifts around from his overly relaxed posture to a much more serious one.
"I may have had... ulterior motives when coming here."

You don't like that but him admitting this does help a bit.
"Will it make me want to punch you in the face?"

"Naw... Well, maybe.
If ye'r a sociopath or somethin'.
But it's nothin' serious."

"Very well.
Then speak:"

"I told you that I'm called the Sword God, right?
Well it's not completely fo' show..."
The man takes off his glasses and reveals a pair of sunken eyes that betray just how jaded the man is after hundreds if not thousands of years spent "living" as a spirit.
"Ya see dog, all members of our division have to meet a certain... criteria before offered a position.
We gotta come up with somehin' that even the S.K. himself recognizes.
Ichibes was Kido... just Kido in general. He created all o' them and gave them names.
If a shinigami recites the specific words associated with it then they can summon forth its power.
So as you see... our invention has to be BIG.
And mine... mine was the sword wielded by every shinigami, the Zanpakuto."

Your eyes go wide at that.
"The what?!
Is this a joke?"

"Nah man. Completely honest."

"But that... doesn't make ay sense!
Aren't those a part of the users soul?
And... ALL OF THEM?!"

"Yuuup.
Well it's more complicated than that.
I invented the way with which people aquire Zanpakuto... the Asauchi.
It translates to shallow hilt and all cats attendin' the shinigami school are given one when they enter.
All shinigami that have a Zanpakuto had an Asauchi first... Except one."
Oetsu attempts to cover that last sentence by awkwardly coughing in the beginning of it without much success.
"So yeah...
The shinigami keep the Asauchi at their side until one day it poofs into a fully fledged Zanpakuto after imprinting on them.
Because of this most o' them think the Asauchi is the weakest Zanpakuto because it can't do anythin'...
But the truth is that the Asauchi can become anything depending on the user. So it's in fact the "potentially" strongest zanpakuto.
And this is not just me tooting my own horn!"

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"So yeah...
All Zanpakuto come from Asauchi, all Asauchi come from me.
I know all the names AND abilities of every Zanpakuto out there.
...
Except yours."

You raise an eyebrow at that.
"Mine?!"

"Nah man.
Not yours! I mean all you arrancars dawg!"
He points at Basilisco at your side.
"That thing there...
It's called a Zanpakuto, it functions similar to a Zanpakuto but it's not one.
You call out its name and it responds sure but it looks like you guys start off at Bankai level... and that's before your secondary release..."

"Oh shit."

Oetsu snickers at that.
"What? Don't tell me you thought you could keep it a secret!
The big dogs in S.S. already know of its existence but chose to keep it hidden. Panic's a bitch ain't it?"
The sword god places his glasses back.
"So yeah... yer little toys interest me VERY much. I wanna see one up close without fearing it'll kill me.
I wanna touch it, smell it, see how it works, what makes it tick.
I simply NEED to know if it has a soul or not..."

"It doesn't."
You respond.

"Really? Yeah... didn't think so.
But you see my point.
With all that formal bullshit outta the way I wanna ask if you'd be so kind an' lemme take a look at it!
I'll make it worth your while!"

Both of you pause at that.
"How?"

"I'll share you the history of the Asauchi, how it came to be.
I promise it'll interest you!
And who knows? Maybe I can help you unlock some more secrets held within!"

You place your hand at the grip of Basilisco and the sound of leather being squeezed tight can be heard.
Moving it around a bit you keep pondering on the sword gods request.

>Give it to him
>Refuse but offer someone elses
>Refuse him outright
>Other? (write-in)

>>1693725
>>Give it to him

>>1693725
>Refuse but offer someone elses

>>1693725
>>Refuse but offer someone elses
some random Exequias'. Sorry buddy but I say you take one for the team.
Can't have him find potentially find out all our tricks.

>>1693737
Alright, ya convinced me, Changing to this.
>>Refuse but offer someone elses

>>1693725
>>Refuse but offer someone elses

>>1693725
>>Refuse but offer someone elses

Might as well see if he's talking out of his ass.

Sorry fellow soldier, but you signed up for this army. Besides worse comes to worse he pulls something and we kick his ass in your memory.

That's once more a landslide victory.

However before I get to writing there is still the matter about who should it be:

>Random mook
>Someone specific (write-in)

>>1693761
>>Random mook

>>1693761

>Random mook

>>1693761
>>Random mook
Definitely. And hey, you get to make up a minor sword power!

>>1693761
>>Random mook

>>1693761
>Random mook

No reason to give our heavy hitters secrets out.

Got to keep the good shit close to our chest.

>>1693761
>>Random mook

>>1693761
> that one horse guy
i wanna know what his powers are.

>>1693725
>Give it to him
Y'all a bunch of bitches, it ain't our abilities that make us a threat. It's how we use'em

>>1693777
You're talking about paranoic control hungry old men.
Our damn daughter, who is still a child presents a threat to them, just by existing we are violating most if not all their rules.
Approach it with caution, our power is one which can possibly make the monk useless, turning him into a pile of cancer is not killing him.

Okay then random mook it is.

>Writing

Also if any of you want a minor power to be included now is the time.
It won't be featured much but it'll be here at least

>>1693785
A power that lets one pridict and alter trajectories?

>>1693785
>minor power
gravity manipulation

>>1693789
That seems concise and useful enough, good for a fighter.
I'll vote for this one.

>>1693789
I support this suggestion.

>>1693789
this

>>1693789

Simple but effective. Supporting.

>>1693789
Oh, and i would imangine the arrancar is not allowed to gamble or be near any dice game or sport, as he would cheat.

>>1693815
Oh, that's a good one!

>>1693815
He must have been a bastard at the craps table when he figured out how to use his powers.

Not to mention he'd be killer at Billiards and darts too.

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Letting go of your weapon it returns to its neutral state.
In the meantime you look at one of the soldiers present.
"You... come over here."

"M-Me?!"
He points at himself and you nod at him.

The man obeys your command and walks up to you.
"What is your power, soldier?"

"I-It boosts my mental capabilities and gives me more eyes Sir.
I can predict enemy attacks and manipulate them a little bit with weak gravitational fields."

"So... psionic?"

"Pretty much Sir...
I'm not allowed to gamble anymore because of that..."

"Good. You'll do.
Would you hand over your blade for a moment?"

A bit reluctantly but the man eventually draws his sword and hands it over to you.
Once in your hand you point the tip of the blade at the sword smith.
"I'm not going to hand over my weapon to you..."
Then you flip the weapon around 180 degrees so the handle points at the shinigami.
"But I'll allow you to take a look at one."

You can see that arrancar is a bit upset by this but you don't care and neither does Oetsu.
He rubs his hands together greedily and grabs the handle firmly.
"I was kinda excited about yours but... better than nothin' I suppose."
Moving the Zanpakuto around he raises it close to his face and examines it thoroughly.
"Ah yes! You weren't lyin'!
All I can hear is... faint whispers, like the years of service leaving their mark on the blade.
Faint emotions... duty, protect, fight... kill.
It's not nothin' but compared to ours it's practically mute!"

Oetsu runs his fingers along the edge of the blade but quickly pulls back once he cuts himself a bit.
"Dayum! Bit of a wild child too..."

"I thought it doesn't have a soul."

"It don't. Not in the traditional sense.
But we smiths believe that weapons have a certain... spirit. Each blade is unique, no two of them are truly alike!
And things like this are what make the difference."
He raises up the blade as he suckles on his wounded thumb.
"Oh God... how long has it been since I felt the weight of a sword?
Heh... feels nostalgic."
As he raises up the blade the light reflects on its surface and Oetsu grimaces.
"I can't believe that after all these years we're still playing Catch-up..."

That gets your attention.
"What do you mean?"

"Well... I suppose I promised I'd share you the history of the Asauchi. So here goes nothin' I guess.
You see K.S. back in the day Shinigami didn't have many ways of handling threats.
We had punching things and magic. Seeing as both of those are only good under specific conditions and when used by certain people... we needed an alternative.
So that's when I had the brilliant idea.
Why not learn from our enemies?"
He pauses for a moment to admire the sword once more before continuing.

"When a man hollows there is... a change.
Something, hidden deep within man erupts violently.
The power hidden deep within our soul gets freed alongside our more... animalistic instincts.
We needed that sort of power... that's where the idea came from."

>>1693783
I know but I'm still salty for salt reasons, nothing more or less

As Oetsu keeps being enthralled by the Zanpakuto before him he keeps going on.
"The first batch of Asauchi were forged from hollows...
After all, what better way is there to copy their amazing ability?
And it worked.
Soon enough we had the whole thing worked out.
Sure, it wasn't as good as you hollows since we still needed to train a LOT with them but it was good enough.
After that however we used shinigami souls exclusively.
You see, when they died the Zanpakuto returned to me alongside most of their built up reiryoku. I use all of dat to forge my blades."

He finishes and looks around a bit.
Once he observed the area enough he looked back at you.
"Strange... I imagined you pointing your swords at me after hearing that..."

You just shrug at that.
"Maybe my men are a bit angry at this but they won't attack without an order.
But it's not like we care about what happened a thousand years ago to hollows we didn't even know.
Hell... most of them probably deserved it."

Nimaiya just smiles at that.
"Well, I'm glad either way...
But this is what I mean."
He points you at the sword in his hand.
"We try to copy you and muck up but still succeed.
You see this and copy us... producing something superior.
It is... infuriating to say the least."

"Is it though?"

"Well, yeah.
Our swords work by drawing out our power.
But yours... yours is JUST your power compressed into the shape of a sword.
There is no intermediary, no spirit to guide you and slowly give you your power.
You just have your maximum potential readily available and you can also use it right from the get go.
We still rely on the old way of learning the ropes with shikai, which is just a fragment of the true power, Bankai.
Most shinigami never even realize their full power..."
He looks back at the sword once more.
"And to add insult to injury... you managed to transcend even that.
Breaking what we assumed to be the final limit to what we can achieve..."

"You mean the Segunda Etapa."

"Aye. Scary thing that is.
Makes my skin crawl because I don't understand it.
I theorized there might be a way for a shinigami to do that... but that'd probably be dangerous. Or stupid. Or both."

"Why? We have no problem with it."

"Yeah because you are living war machines...
You are superior to us by default.
If a shinigami used something like that... the physical trauma would be so great that their body would probably restrict all access to reiryoku permanently as an act of self preservation.
...
Come to think of it I remember some Quincy doing just that.
They have a way of forcing their bodies to operate beyond their normal capacity but loose all their powers afterward.
But shit like that is forbidden to the shinigami. Probably because they'd pose too great of a threat to... well everyone.
Heck, we have some Kido that's not allowed to be used for the same reason."

"But enough about that..."
Oetsu begins rubbing his eyes.
"I'm affraid I don't have much patience for things like history."
He puts his sunglasses back on and lets out a goofy smile once more.

"So erm...
What's your take on the sword?"

"Oh dat?
I don't have a fuckin' clue friend.
It's interestin fo' sho' but I can't do much to it without mah tools."

"Then... why did you even say you could improve it?"

"Because back then I had no fuckin' clue just how effed up swords you cats have!
It ain't rocket science nigga!
Tell you what! You lemme take dis bad boy 'ere back with me and I bring it back betta than eva!
What do ya say? It's a win win for both of us!"

You begin pondering on that.
>No.
>Yes.
>Yes but because I don't fully trust you I'm coming with you
>Other? (write-in)

>>1693921
>>Yes but because I don't fully trust you I'm coming with you

>>1693921
>>No.

Looking at it was fine, but taking it is a no no.

Not going to make one of our soldiers powerless just because he want's to play mad doktor.

>>1693921

>Yes but because I don't fully trust you I'm coming with you

>>1693921
>>Yes but because I don't fully trust you I'm coming with you

>>1693921
>ask one of yata's mooks if they would be willing to volunteer for SCIENCE!
>but because I don't fully trust you I'm coming with you

>>1693921
>Yes but because I don't fully trust you I'm coming with you


We should probably let the mook come with us too.

>>1693967
I didn't include him in the options because it might be too dangerous for a common arrancar

But he could come.
Him being there is only a problem is things go tits up

Other than that
>writing

"Very well.
You've made your argument, you've shown your intentions.
For now I'm willing to believe you're telling the truth.
I'll allow it."

"Sweet!"

"But on one condition!"

Oetsus smile quickly fades.
"Damn..."

"I'm coming with you.
Even if I'm willing to believe you I don't trust you completely.
So I'll tag along just to be sure you won't do anything shady."

Judging by the long break he's taking the sword god is probably giving a lot of consideration to your offer.
"Fine I suppose.
Anythin' else?"

You turn to the side and at the arrancar who was kind enough to donate his weapon for your little experiment.
"What's your name?"

"N-Nash, Sir!"

"Listen Nash, since this is all about your sword I want to hear your opinion on this.
Is it a problem for you if he takes your weapon away?"

Nash waits for a moment, pondering how to phrase his sentence.
"I-if it means I'll get stronger then... I suppose it's fine."

"I see.
And would you like to come?
I don't know what the process will entail but having you there might be better."

"T-Truthfully Sir I'd like that.
I'd rather not have my sword away from my person for too long.
And... if it ends up changing then I want to be there to witness it."

You nod and turn back to Oetsu.
"You heard him.
He's tagging along."

"Now wait just a minute!
I didn't agree to bringin' two of you back to the Royal Palace!
One is heretical enough but two hollows?! Das like... double heretical!
If they find me... they'll have my ass for dinner!"

You look back at Nash and give a quick order to him.
"Equip standard issue wraith cloak!"

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ySXsFk3v-_E

Hearing the orders the soldier takes out a neatly folded piece of fabric, unfolds it and then puts on the produced cloak.
Once about five seconds pass Oetsus mouth opens wide.
"Well I'll be...
We may be more fucked than I realized."

You let out a savage grin.
"You have no idea!"

>>1694060
Proud German Engineering!
Also, what's the Wraith Cloak? Is it the one we gave to coyote?

>>1694074
yes

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After a bit of convincing the sword god eventually caves in under the pressure.
"Okay fine!
But we'll still have to wait about...
11 hours until we can head back!"

You stand up without caring about what he said and flick the air.
"Why wait?"

Seeing the Garganta open up before him your shinigami guests sighs.
"Fuck me...
If I.H. ever finds out he'll remove my ass from the cycle of reincarnation, that's for sure..."

Stepping through the gate you start looking for what might be the location of the Soul King Palace.
Having the Hogyoku embedded in your chest certainly helps a lot.
But Oetsu begins questioning you.

"Hey... how can you even navigate this place?"
You aren't sure if he's being coy or he genuinely wants to know the trick to moving in the Garganta.

"Instinct."
You decide to give him a non-answer.

After finding the exact spot you need you begin jamming your fingers into the fabric of space and forcefully rip it open.
With a hole torn open like that the three of you jump through without much hesitation.
Oetsu looks up at the thing you left and speaks up.

"Erm... is that gonna stay like that forever?"
With a snap of your fingers the portal instantly closes.
"Oh...
Well in that case... WELCOME!
To my own little slice of heaven: The Hōōden!"

And sadly I have to call it quits here.
And for the first time I actually apologize for the abrupt ending.

I didn't actually plan for these events to happen and I'm fairly tired already.
This shit is going to be important and it might even drag out a fair bit.

So next session we'll start slow with maybe something different and once a fair number of people arrive we'll get to the good stuff.

Until then: Have a nice day

>>1694120
Aye

>>1694120
No problem Spook. Seeya next time!

Every time Oetsu opens his mouth here I expect him to start shouting about headbands and number ones and number twos.

>>1694120
I regret not letting him use our sword

>>1693921
>>1693883
I like how he lets the niggaspeak slip when he's trying to make a serious point

>>1695036
Do not worry.
While writing best niggas lines I had a few (potentially) retarded ideas about what could happen. You'll have your chance at getting your flashy bitz.

>>1695165
I always liked Oetsu, probably the best thing that came out of the 0 Squad and Kubo knew this since he got the most screentime.

I tried to do him some justice.

>>1694494
Is that a reference to Big Smoke?
I'm afraid I'm not well versed in nigga culture

>>1696819
An Afro Samurai joke

>>1696855
Oh... never watched that.

Thanks for enlightening me

>>1696881
You should give it a shot. It's pretty silly but kinda dope. Dark with hyperviolence. And PTSD.

>>1697659
Sounds neat.

I'll chalk it up amongst the miryad of other things I really should start watching / reading.
Maybe once I don't actually have to toil 40 hours a week

>>1697724
RIP working for a living.

>>1697756

Tell me about it...
I work 40 hours a week for about 4.3 dollars/hour

I might be wrong though.
I'm quite tired right now and this is what I could decipher with a quick google search

>>1698221
that 'wage' is criminal in the states
minimum is 10/hr

>>1698221
Spooky, I hope youre not working under the table m8.

>>1698276
I think he lives in Eastern Europe. I can't recall the exact place. I know he said before generally where he was. Between so and so I thin k. Fuck I dunno. I'm too drunk for this.

>>1698825
>>1698819
>>1698276
It's not criminal but it's a "part time" job as a student.
Meaning that only 15% of my payment is paid as taxes.

In addition to that I live in Hungary and our currency is aproximately 250 times weaker than the US Dollar, which means that the prices are also a bit lower but not by much

>>1700779
God damn, Good luck my dude.

>>1698276
Not in georgia!

Wage slave at 7.25. 7 2 fucking 5.

>>1700944
Yeah, that's the federal minimum.
Some states are higher

>>1706753
Sadly, he was the only good thing from that series.