Brain Bleached/Asa no taiyō/Mujakina/Squad 8/Purify
From Create Your Own Story
Pure Fire-Power
Strange feelings well up in you, a desire to burn away everything and start anew in a perfect world, and something you subconsciously know Muramasa planted, a deep hatred of Mujakina. He always thinks he's so high and mighty and perfect, you think. I will destroy him, and then I will rebuild this world in my own image. Then Muramasa says, "I think I can accomplish both your goals with one stroke," and pulls you towards the Hollow by your heart. When his 2 hands meet, you begin becomeing fused to the Hollow, screaming in pain, while the Hollow simply laughs. Muramasa removes his hands only when he is sure they're in a single heart. All your anger is magnified a hundred fold, and the "image" you want to rebuild the world with becomes darker, more sinister, and 1 thought never leaves your head, "Must kill Mujakina"
Next thing you know, you are standing above a group of soul reapers gawking at you, pissing your partially drunk, partially hollow mind off, making you want to blow them all away with a black Taiyō furea(Solar Flare). Muramasa is the only thing holding you back. Your eyes scan the crowd, until they lock onto Mujakina, who is looking at your now silver hair, hazel eyes, and ash gray wings and robe. What really draws his attention is the demon-like mask covering the left half of your face. "Is that you, Asa?" he mumbles, the sound being picked up by your Hollowfied ears. You snarl at him and answer with a middle finger and an ash gray fireball he barely dodges. You laugh maniacally and prepare to fire another one until Tenken grabs you, restraining you even while you thrash, howl, scream, and claw at him, not even marking his skin as the zanpakutous, including Tenken, flash step away. Only when you find yourself in a dark cave does Tenken release you, quickly followed by a blast of fire from you, but it does about as much good as trying to chop down a tree with a twig. Before you can draw your sword, you feel a powerful backhand slap sends you flying. You crash into a wall and slump to the floor, barely conscious. Muramasa grabs your face and forces you to look at him through heavy eyes. "You were not supposed to attack, I have everything planned out to the last detail. You will get your chance to kill him, but until I say you are done, you will do as I say. Understood?" You nod and he releases your limp body. The last thing you see before passing out is a figure in a hood with gray bandages walking towards you.
