KagiSenkō
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Edges of his hair had been singed off, and you could hear the sound of sizzling as the black hair shinigami hardly dodged the fiery glow surrounding the opponent's arms and hands. The opponent had a rather massive frame, and his power was even more unimaginable. He skidded across the gravel backward from dodging the last attack, tired—the young small-frame male out as they had been fighting for days now. All he ever managed to do was run and dodge attacks. Kagi had been unable to attempt any offensive on his Father.
"Why do you persist on running away, little rabbit? Do you want power? Do you want control? Take it! Do not fear. To fear something is a lack of understanding. We often fear the unknown. It would be best to face that fear head-on because once you face it, you shred any weakness. And shredding that weakness means you are only steps away from being stronger. So......STOP RUNNING KAGI! AND FACE ME!"
Those were the last words of the memory from such a long time ago when he was but a young soul. The training had been unreasonably brutal but necessary; at least to his Father, it was required. Slowly, Kagi's eyes revealed themselves as the fluctuation of Captain Aoji's spiritual power. Was he going to end things here? Would Kinko survive this next attack? Kinko has been training hard, and now the curtain is about to close. Or shall he be successful? It all comes down to how he answers the next move from Captain Aoji while Kagi watches from a distance in the shadows. But this power Captain Aoji possesses is beyond what the former Onmitsukido could imagine from reading the reports. Kagi increasingly begins to understand how he was able to be prosperous multiple times against all those he faced during the Civil War.
"Interesting," Kagi uttered under his breath.
Before he could fathom more of these thoughts, Kagi started to feel his world shifting and tilting, which began to cause him to lose the footing that was once beneath his feet. And a sudden intense vacuum sensation where the black-haired shinigami was being pushed and pulled simultaneously. Was the entire room, or the structure itself was being flipped upside down? No. This phenomenon would be the Old Man Kenpachi's power, the power of Bankai.
Reports mentioned him using it more than once, and anyone he faced as an enemy did not live to tell the tale. It was one thing to read the bankai in the reports, but it's an entirely different feeling when being in the presence of such tremendous force of his bankai. It would been something frightening for most who would witness such a display. Kagi did not want his presence to be known by the Third Seat just yet. The Captain of Second wanted his location unveiled, so he had to adjust. And he did that as quickly as possible when a hefty translucent wall appeared beneath the soles of his feet. The Second Division Captain created it within a split second to get a footing and minimize the pull. Kagi did not solely rely on using this as a defensive tactic but merely a stalling act to remove the blade from its obsidian scabbard to puncture the ground he once stood upon before the Bankai release. The guardless zanpakuto would easily pierce through the surface like a knife through butter. The free hand would motion more into a claw-shaped fang while striking the ground with enough strength to grip the surface he could hold on to, giving him the support needed not to get swallowed up into the center of this gravity that seemingly spared no one. Not even the Third Division could be safe from this feeling. Kagi does not expect his transparent spell to hold against such violence despite being capable of creating spells with such potency and durability, but this bankai?
"Why do you persist on running away, little rabbit? Do you want power? Do you want control? Take it! Do not fear. To fear something is a lack of understanding. We often fear the unknown. It would be best to face that fear head-on because once you face it, you shred any weakness. And shredding that weakness means you are only steps away from being stronger. So......STOP RUNNING KAGI! AND FACE ME!"
Those were the last words of the memory from such a long time ago when he was but a young soul. The training had been unreasonably brutal but necessary; at least to his Father, it was required. Slowly, Kagi's eyes revealed themselves as the fluctuation of Captain Aoji's spiritual power. Was he going to end things here? Would Kinko survive this next attack? Kinko has been training hard, and now the curtain is about to close. Or shall he be successful? It all comes down to how he answers the next move from Captain Aoji while Kagi watches from a distance in the shadows. But this power Captain Aoji possesses is beyond what the former Onmitsukido could imagine from reading the reports. Kagi increasingly begins to understand how he was able to be prosperous multiple times against all those he faced during the Civil War.
"Interesting," Kagi uttered under his breath.
Before he could fathom more of these thoughts, Kagi started to feel his world shifting and tilting, which began to cause him to lose the footing that was once beneath his feet. And a sudden intense vacuum sensation where the black-haired shinigami was being pushed and pulled simultaneously. Was the entire room, or the structure itself was being flipped upside down? No. This phenomenon would be the Old Man Kenpachi's power, the power of Bankai.
Reports mentioned him using it more than once, and anyone he faced as an enemy did not live to tell the tale. It was one thing to read the bankai in the reports, but it's an entirely different feeling when being in the presence of such tremendous force of his bankai. It would been something frightening for most who would witness such a display. Kagi did not want his presence to be known by the Third Seat just yet. The Captain of Second wanted his location unveiled, so he had to adjust. And he did that as quickly as possible when a hefty translucent wall appeared beneath the soles of his feet. The Second Division Captain created it within a split second to get a footing and minimize the pull. Kagi did not solely rely on using this as a defensive tactic but merely a stalling act to remove the blade from its obsidian scabbard to puncture the ground he once stood upon before the Bankai release. The guardless zanpakuto would easily pierce through the surface like a knife through butter. The free hand would motion more into a claw-shaped fang while striking the ground with enough strength to grip the surface he could hold on to, giving him the support needed not to get swallowed up into the center of this gravity that seemingly spared no one. Not even the Third Division could be safe from this feeling. Kagi does not expect his transparent spell to hold against such violence despite being capable of creating spells with such potency and durability, but this bankai?
