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Subject Post 1PostSubject: Inverse Infection: Ground Zero [BLACK WORLD ARC SERIES EVENT THREAD]   Sun Aug 07, 2016 2:21 pm




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This thread is taking place across an unnamed city which houses a high number of Shinigami. The size and scale of this thread is on par with a major city akin to New York. As such, it appears that The Black World has started to corrupt and corrode the zone within this thread. There is a non-stop rain falling, the people are behaving in erratic ways (murdering each other, fighting taking place, an increased surge in inventors/artists/music types, more people falling in love and so on) and it is up to whoever joins this thread to purge and purify this cluster of negative energy.

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Subject Post 2PostSubject: Re: Inverse Infection: Ground Zero [BLACK WORLD ARC SERIES EVENT THREAD]   Thu Sep 01, 2016 11:36 am






The desolation in every direction was disturbing, and in some cases, disgusting. The figure who moved along the shadows, however, did not take in a bit of this. He was here to perform reconnaissance, sent by his Division. He was not sent alone. A platoon of Shinigami had been sent to the area, but the majority of them were still camped outside of it. Kuro had gone in by himself in order to assess the situation. He had encountered this once. The images of those two women who had been able to destroy entire divisions still burned in the forefront of his mind.

”Give me a break..” He muttered to himself as he slid along, or rather, whispered to himself. He did not really mean it; in fact, he did not mean much of anything at the moment. The landscape did not impress him in the slightest. To him, the figure in the sky might as well have been screaming her presence. She was creating a great big shadow on the ground that was disconnected from everything else; an oddity. She thought that he was flash-stepping; in reality, his body was being absorbed and displaced within the shadows. As the flames she created resulted in the creation of several dozen shadows, Kuro’s eyes flickered upwards. She was creating light sources… thus creating more shadows.

There was a reason that Kuro had come alone. He was no hero, but he was not stupid, either. He had faith in his own abilities to perform reconnaissance, but there was absolutely no way that he could guarantee the safety of his men in this place. Once again, he recalled the vicious attacks from the last time this situation had occurred. Perhaps she was seeing the multiple Shinigami that had accompanied Kuro; in fact, they were simply manipulations of shadows. Shadows within shadows, as it were. Normally, they would be skulking through the shadows, so it was easy to create the illusion that there were several more figures than a single man. If she read their energy signatures, however, she would find them blank.

”…” Kuro was silent as the attack smashed into the most obvious wave of shadows, dispersing them utterly. He did not move an inch from his current location, his eyes observing everything. There was no possible way that real Shinigami would be here for her to slaughter; the shadows were the only things destroyed. The demonic energy, however, made him twitch. It made his left eye hurt, though he did not move or otherwise betray his position, cloaked as he was within the shadows, down to his energy. Gently wrapping his hands around the twin blades of his Shikai, he allowed for his body to travel along the shadows once again.

A peculiar sensation, travelling through the shadows. One had to lose all sense of self, and allow themselves to be dragged in along the darkness. Within darkness, all were equal, everything was one. All had one thing in common: absence of the light. This was the only place that Kuro found truly comfortable. Having moved close enough now, he could make out her words.

”Slaughtering hollows…?” He asked, his eyes not looking at his target as his right hand moved forwards, shadows pouring out along his blade. He had collected quite a lot moving around as he had, and this all resulted in a single stabbing motion. Aim for the heart. She has something that is preventing her from touching the chair. Sharp, sharper, sharper, sharp as possible. This was the single directive that possessed Kuro as he moved to eliminate the highest profile threat in the area. His blade emerged through the back of her chair, his body lurking within the shadows behind it as he stabbed through, the shadows clashing into her armor as they increased in raw cutting power, compounding as the shadows ripped away at her defenses. Smoothly, therefore, he would attempt to stab his blade directly through her, its sharp edge attempting to tear through her body and directly through her heart.

Releasing his grip on the blade, Kuro’s body slowly moved back. If the Zanpakutō had lodged itself within her, she would be captured by the nature of Zanpakutō themselves; the blade would be far too heavy for her to lift. If it fell, it would fall into its own shadow, returning back to Kuro’s hands as he leaned against the back of the ‘chair’ she had made. ”I’ve done that a few times… a few… hundred times…”

With that utterance, a peculiar thing happened. Demonica would be hit by an intent to kill that would likely surprise even her. It drowned out everything else in the nearby area; back at the camp, hairs began to rise on the backs of necks. It was a darkness, a desire to eliminate life, to cease the existence of others. That emotion was pouring out from behind Demonica’s chair, almost as paralyzing as any spiritual pressure of a Captain Shinigami. It declared his intent bright as day, and more than that… it also showed his ‘stability’.

Kuro himself was almost unaffected by madness for this very reason. He had learned long ago how to drown himself in his killing intent. So long as he had that dark will, there was next to no way for another to influence his mind. He was able to focus purely on his goal, and become almost like a tool. His body was a tool to his goals. Those goals tended to align with the Seireitei, because they had his loyalty.

Kuro’s back remained on her chair, before tilting his head to the side as he allowed himself to be carried by that simple momentum. His entire body was tossed downwards, his arms still crossed over his chest. As he fell, the shadows beneath him shot outwards, wrapping themselves Demonica’s body, or at least trying their best to. Kuro’s body slid into his own shadow, before sliding away once again, his body laying on the ground as he reappeared some distance behind her. He was face down, his stomach laying on the ground, his head tilted up to look at her.

The killing intent had stopped for the moment. His actions thus far had been almost like an animal playing with its food. If Demonica did not do anything about the streams of shadows that attempted to bind her, they would all plunge into where his blade had attacked once already, attempting to drive themselves through her heart once again as well.

Kuro was not merciful. He would continue to weaken that spot and attempt to destroy her core repeatedly. He did not feel any kind of sympathy towards this other living being, and it would probably be best if she didn’t feel any for him, either. He looked up from where he was laying on the ground. You idiot… did you see what she did earlier…? Do you have any idea what’ll happen to you if you get hit by that? The Ziamichi spirit within him questioned, in an uncharacteristically grave tone. ”Yeah, but I figure she’s really not that bright if she uses that much power on a bunch of shadows.” Kuro replied aloud, with no apparent care for the demon that was just ten yards away from him.

He was hoping that she would attempt to charge him next. He already had his next attack ready if she went for the physical assault, and if she went for a metaphysical one, he would quickly use the opportunity to nab the shadows that would be produced, using the opportunity to go for another critical attack. You’ve been kinda different since you remembered her, huh, moron? The Laughing Gray asked his master, his tone still too serious. ”It happened. Now I’m just Kuro Okami, leader of the Stealth Division, here to put an end to this senseless madness. There’s nothing here to disturb me in the slightest. Once we kill her, we’ll shut it all down.” He said with a deadpan tone, though his blank eyes never looked away from the demoness before him…


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Subject Post 4PostSubject: Re: Inverse Infection: Ground Zero [BLACK WORLD ARC SERIES EVENT THREAD]   Tue Sep 06, 2016 11:08 pm






Kuro Okami felt his blade being blown away out of his grip, but he did not seem unduly bothered by it. The blade spun around a few times, before it finally dropped onto a flat surface. Gravity would return it to its shadow – that was the benefit of fighting while there was still light. It returned to Kuro’s grip all the same. When she replied to his burst of killing intent with her own oppressive response, Kuro also… did not seem unduly bothered by it. Why should he? If he could project that kind of absence of heart, to the point where he could mercilessly splatter the blood of his enemies along ceilings, walls, and floors… why would it have bothered him?

In fact, it did not even cause his spine to bend or any similar discomfort. It merely made him widen his eyes slightly. It did not matter much to Kuro that she did not elect to respond to his comment, either. Each scenario which emerged did not seem to faze him. Despite the assault he had made with his tendrils, they were seemingly easily batted aside. However, even this action had consequence. After all, she had waved her arms in order to perform this action. As the energy was ripping away from her body to destroy his attack, a dagger of shadow would emerge from beneath her arm, sliding itself smoothly into where her outstretched hand was. It was knocked away as well, but it was more of a warning shot than anything else.

Looking up at her from his position on the ground, he was silent. With the wave of her hand, she produced yet another devastating attack. This time, however, it was directed at the Captain of the Stealth Division. He watched as the attack approached, his eyes widening as he pulled a dagger with a line of wire attached to it out of his pocket. Without pause, he tossed the dagger at the incoming attack. The dagger slid along the side of the blow, and in that instant the shadows between the wire in Kuro’s hand and the shadows created from all the rubble she had produced lined up.

Kuro held the wire while several strands of shadows emerged from her attack that was moving towards her, as if they were using the vacuum of air created by her attack to move back towards her body. These strands of shadow were razor sharp, though individually not very strong. The point of the matter was how numerous they were. Because of the amount of rubble she had kicked up, Kuro had been able to access quite a significant amount of shadow. This darkness, in turn, became linked with his own abilities, allowing for him to animate it and assault her with it. The strings would attempt to lash out at her body, binding it from every direction and then attempting to drag her down into the rubble.

Kuro, meanwhile, slid into the shadows at his feet. The large attack passed over where he had been laying, and a splotch of red emerged from the shadows that remained there. Kuro’s body crawled out of another shadow at the base of the rubble, his eyes still locked on his opponent as he breathed slowly in and out. Along his right side were several small scratches, as if the wind pressure itself had ripped open his uniform. The pain did not quite reach his brain; it was ever so slightly annoying. He could feel the wounds, but the bindings of shadow that appeared from beneath his clothing quickly applied pressure to his nerves and stopped the majority of the pain.

”Embrace the Shadowy Sky…”

With those words lightly whispered, Kuro closed his eyes, slowly falling to one knee as his hand gripped into the shadows. ”Surroundings optional…” He muttered as out of the ground appeared several more wires made out of shadow. Pulling them out of the shade that the rubble had made, he reached his left hand outwards, drawing more shadows from behind buildings to himself. As a result, the wires in his other hand began to thicken, and with the movements of his fingers and mind he could practically ‘feel’ where each individual strand was. Piero, man it. He commanded his Ziamichi Spirit, who laughed maniacally in response.

Finally! I get to kill someone! It laughed joyously, Kuro’s left hand merging and shifting as it changed from a blackened human-esque arm into something much more… eldritch. The lines of shadow flowed into Kuro’s altered limb, and they seemed to almost be merging with his flesh as finally a vaguely human hand emerged. However, the fingers had far more joints than normal, and it seemed to have several layers of wrists that went up to his forearm. All this was done while she began posturing and increasing her defenses. About two years ago, Kuro had learned this technique as a method by which to kill immensely durable opponents. The objective was to bind them with the shadows, and then, fling them bodily into the nearby terrain. Eventually, the weight of their own defenses would crush them, or be reduced enough by the constant smashing for the razor-sharp wires to finish ripping them to pieces.

So it was that Kuro’s left arm became autonomous from the rest of his body and mind.

Now that his preparations were complete, Kuro took a moment to behold the multitude of dark colors swarming around Demonica’s body. His right hand was open as he casually absorbed more of the shadows that she was producing. Each and every time that she caused for a new layer of shade to appear on the ground, Kuro was waiting for it. This amount would not grant him something as powerful as the wires, but it was always good to have some excess shadow on hand. He was hoping that he would not have to resort to using his own private stock, at least while he was in Shikai.

His gaze remained looking up at the sky as she tried to produce her energy. She would find the task a bit more challenging than she had anticipated… as the lines that Kuro had produced were now wrapping themselves like hundreds of nooses around various points on her body. They were layered and thick, and began to drag her downwards, before Kuro’s variety of wrists flicked themselves. Over the length of the wires, this translated into a gigantic smashing motion, one which would attempt to rip her out of the sky and send her plummeting into the ground down below.

Of course, there was also the matter of the explosion in the sky. Kuro’s eyes were fixed upon it, before he sighed. ”Black and white net. Twenty-two bridges, sixty-six crowns and belts. Footprints, distant thunder, sharp peak, engulfing land, hidden in the night… Sea of clouds, blue line. Form a circle and fly through the heavens.” Kuro’s lips stopped moving, his eyes looking directly at the attack before sliding his glowing right finger along his left arm. ”Bakudo 78: Hexagonal Barrier: Million Shield.”

With that word, his left arm disintegrated completely. …I’m not a hero… but at the same time, I was the one who insisted on coming here by myself. As a result, Kuro felt responsible for this large attack. His arm disintegrated as it flowed along one of the wires, a wire that was rapidly encircling the explosion. Spread thin down to the very edges of his flesh, it stood as a giant loop as the attack impacted it.

A terrific noise emerged as it crashed against the barrier around Kuro’s arm. His wire continued circling the attack, attempting to bind it as more and more of the explosion was contained. Large beads of sweat rolled down Kuro’s chin as he fought to keep the spell in place. Thankfully, the echoing explosions against the magic caused a brilliant display of light, and the smoke that was produced by the explosion itself created thick shadows on the ground. Kuro desperately absorbed these as well, before one eye slowly opened back up again. He was still there, though Piero was screaming incessantly inside of Kuro’s head. That was almost distracting to the male.

”Not going to lie, that’s pretty cowardly…” He said, falling to one knee as he panted. ”But if you try doing that again, I’ll just respond… the same way.” He explained, before finally looking up at the woman. ”You understand me, demon scum…?” The Night Walker asked the woman, his mouth slowly opening as his teeth clenched. Once more, that killing intent washed over the city, and anyone who had not yet evacuated would have the unparalleled desire to flee. All… except for the woman before him.

At last, the majority of his arm had returned to him. All of his fingers were now missing, and there were a numerous amount of small holes and missing bits. Despite this, it was his arm, and already shadowy digits were reforming as the wires spooled around, tightening themselves once again. Kuro’s eyes looked to the ground as the shadows slid into them effortlessly, the wires dashing along the ground as he deployed the refreshed wave. That killing intent was still present as it they went rippling along, empowered by Kuro’s own shadow energy now.

At the end of their line, they exploded out of the ground. Moving at near-instantaneous speed, they slashed out along Demonica’s body, before they finally tightened themselves. With that, they attempted to drag her body downwards, sending it crashing into one of the destroyed buildings. His fingers slid together, before cupping and pulling towards his chest. Her body, if it was still ensnared, would be dragged forcibly along the structure, before with a final flick of his wrist Kuro would launch her into another one. If he had not properly caught her, however, the attack would instead merely slam into her as the lines wrapped around, like a great net, before continuing along their intended course.

Kuro was panting as he rose up once again, but his grip on the lines was firm, his eyes giving not the barest hint of mercy or leniency. This was in fact a battle to the death, and if she would not fight him, then he would attempt to slam her into every destroyed building and monument in this city.


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Subject Post 6PostSubject: Re: Inverse Infection: Ground Zero [BLACK WORLD ARC SERIES EVENT THREAD]   Mon Sep 12, 2016 1:29 am






Now, Kuro had not meant particularly to be racist. The fact was, Kuro had only once ever had a positive encounter with a demon, and at the end of the day, they too had disappeared from his life without a word. No, he was calling her demon scum as if someone might refer to an ill-behaved dog. She was a demon, and she was scum. Thus, she was demon scum.

However, as for the things which actually mattered to the male… he could feel that his wire was not doing much to her. This was frustrating, to say the least, but Kuro took it in stride, continuing to pull down on the line. His mind was moving rapidly, already having decided on a second tactic.

Well, if the way she had failed to react to the back-flow of daggers that had ripped gouges into her defenses after her first wave-like attack was anything to go by, she really was not that smart. Kuro had watched her merely stand there as his attack had flowed back to her, ripping at her defenses . No, Kuro did not think that she was very bright.

However, she made one mistake in assuming that the lines would break. They were lines of shadow, and if the tension increased, more shadow that was now left over from their constriction would flow into them, allowing them to maintain their shape automatically without breaking. She managed to escape still, but Kuro was not extremely bothered by that. After all, he had already decided on what his next move would be.

"...Excuse me."

Kuro spoke, his hands slowly clapping together as the star on his face shone. Idiot, a massive amount of energy is leaving their hosts around us. Piero informed his owner, his ability of Energy Detection coming in handy. Even as he spoke, Kuro launched forwards.

Without pause, both of his hands gripped onto his twin daggers. Piero's energy flared up in his legs, allowing for him to Pulse Step in addition to his shunpo, appearing in front of the woman as his eyes widened, feeling the energy approaching them. He had to move extremely quickly, but that was no problem for the Assassin.

"Ban.Kai."

With that single whispered word… a massive overflow of power poured out from Kuro's body. Waves of shadow flowed out from his feet, pushing outwards in all direction as the reiatsu that he was releasing exploded outwards, before becoming contained in a single point.

Kuro's body was behind her now, and as he had passed by, three blades had come at her from the side. Each of them was Captain's blade of his bankai. Kuro's body turned around, and another five went straight into her back, slamming against her barrier as waves of shadow rippled around Kuro's body, compounding explosions of shadow into the blades as they ripped and tore.

Placing his right foot over his left, Piero's energy went into both, allowing for Kuro to execute one of his personal taijutsu. Repeating this motion, he pushed his body into Demonica, his form becoming a blur as dozens of ripping sensations were pushed into her body from behind while she was still attempting to absorb the energy.

Finally, Kuro's body stepped back, the shadows pouring up and around his arms as he nearly lost his balance. You fool… Piero muttered tensely, a leg of shadow appearing out of Kuro's thigh to steady him. Standing behind her now was Kuro, in full form with the exception of his blades. He was empty handed…

Except for a single blackline that was extending from his right hand. His expression was hidden behind his hair as he pulled down on the wires, causing for them all to bind down tightly against her body, before the five blades of his bankai slid around on wires of their own. Each one of these blades was pulled directly towards Demonica's body as a result of his wires tightening against her barrier, and as they approached… the wire that aimed for her neck became engorged.

Piero's disturbed energies ran through the line, before causing that one to explode. In that moment, the daggers of a Captain of Stealth's bankai plunged into where a more exposed neck would hopefully be. Needless to say, this attack seemed very likely to succeed. If she really wanted to keep draining the energy from that many individuals, she would have to double check herself.

Kuro's body was there as well, his eyes wide as the lines disappeared. His right fist came straight from Demonica's jaw, lines of shadow pouring out from his arm as he delivered an accelerated right hook. Bending his spine back, he used his superior balance to side step once again, pushing off of his feet as his left hand gripped each of his blades once again, before dropping each of them as a new line of shadow formed around each of them.

That layer of shadow poured around Demonica's body, forming a complete shell. At last, Kuro came to a stop, standing behind the shell. This was a technique which he had developed based off of the Black Box Hadō… and it had similar devastating effects as wave after wave of jagged spikes made out of shadow.

If, after all that, she had remained perfectly still and kept the concentration for such a massive technique up, then she would indeed have gotten her energy. Kuro doubted that she would have gotten even enough for a significant number of individuals to die; that would require an immense amount of focus, especially considering how far away most of them were by now and the fact that she was attempting to do all of this remotely. Perhaps one or two hundred souls were lost.

One or two hundred souls that would remain on Kuro's consciousness for the rest of his days, perhaps. After all, this was no longer a battle. This was a war, now. And she was attempting to slaughter innocents in her own gluttony. It was enough to truly anger the male known as Kuro Okami. He wanted to make this individual suffer, now. This was not like the Shinigami. He was an assassin.

But that did not prevent his next weapon from taking shape. In the arms of the male known as Kuro Okami, a twenty foot long hammer emerged. Even though it was made out of shadow, it made both of his arms tense to their full length to heft it. Its girth spanned a diameter of fifty feet at the end. In the case of an attack, the hilt would be able to serve as a shield, but until then…

"Haa…" Kuro let out a breath, before smiling as the massive bludgeoning weapon moved behind his shoulder as easily as a mace would, smashing casually into one of the nearby buildings as debris was expunged and blown away to the side. At the base of the hammerhead itself, small ripples were forming in and out of the solidified shadow. From this head, the points of Kuro's blades had formed, and rotate rapidly.

Throwing the hammer downwards, Kuro's eyes were wide. Of course, that was assuming that she was not prepared for the feint. After all, as this terrific hammer came down onto her head, the shadows that were still around her body from when Kuro had released his Bankai would flow upwards in sharp rings. These rings gouged into her legs, wrapping tightly around her. If she was as off-balance as a normal person would be after the assault that Kuro had given her up until this point, her natural instinct would be to avoid said hammer… and it was that instinct, that survival instinct, that Kuro was counting on to cause her to ignore the grasp of his shadows down below.

The ensuing crashing of disturbed hammer on ground created a huge shockwave, nearby buildings that were already crumbling losing some of their final structural foundations, and where Demonica had been standing in particular, the blades would have all converged, rotating rapidly to rip her to shreds, or at least try to.

After that final crash, his weapons would flow back to Kuro through the hilt, who released the hammer, allowing for the shadows that remained to return to him. His red star-shaped scar glowed on his face, and the shadows around his body were rippling, almost as if they were hungry...


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Subject Post 8PostSubject: Re: Inverse Infection: Ground Zero [BLACK WORLD ARC SERIES EVENT THREAD]   Sat Sep 24, 2016 8:41 pm






I need a stronger plan, here… The Shinigami thought to himself, racing through his head as he felt the energy beginning to dissipate into the woman. Man… Now I want her to die a bit… The normally impassive Shinigami determined, his attacks growing more ferocious and personal as the barrier began to give under his assault.

It was a familiar feeling… knowing that life had been extinguished. It did not make Kuro pause, did not generate a moment of hesitation. But it still made him think. How many off them had families that were waiting for them to come home? How many of them had partners and friends they had plans with? "… Forgive me… " Was all he muttered to those lost souls, before his gaze observed a change in the battle before him.

Something had changed with the woman. Her bloodlust had increased exponentially. His shadows closed around, and yet he could still hear her laughter. "Piero, she sounds like you…" He muttered off-handedly, to which his Ziamichi spirit gave a stern scoff of disagreement. "Well, I'm not here to push you." Kuro replied, his gaze meetings her transformed state.

He did not seem very impressed.

But that speed caught his attention like nothing else had.

Track, track. His mind seemed to slow to a crawl, depending on his instincts as he felt the woman's shadow. She had used Shadow Step against him… and while it may be fast, Shadows were his domain. His hands released the hammer completely, no longer needing it as the shadows flowed back around his arms. Or at least, what was left of the shadows.

-kick- The shadows formed around Kuro's body, creating a kind of casing behind him. Her foot swished across his chest, his shadows attempting to reach that place fast enough but unable to keep up. The male was impacted, and to properly explain what occurred from there, time must be slowed to a crawl. The foot impacted against Kuro, but not full on. His speed had been enough to move slightly, and with tht much momentum it was doubtful she could change her course. After the impact of her kick, his shadows had continued to move at their rapid rate, coursing around his torso as it created a kind of blast-armor of sorts, absorbing the impact as it shattered against Kuro's chest. In addition, the shadows behind him cracked and budged, Kuro's body moving backwards as if he were moving back against a cushion.

"Cuh…" He let out, a spray of blood from his lungs. He had broken a rib… but he would make sure to break her a lot more. After all, his left hand gripped tightly… and the lines of shadow created by her hair would expand, rapidly growing. Slicing them would be… quite impractical. After all, to do so she would have to fight all of the momentum that had produced the massive attack that left a captain-class Shinigami with a bloody chest. But… he thought that he finally had her. With that thought, the shadows continued to accelerate her, puling her, and against her backside produced blades of their own, dozens of small blades that would wrap around her body from the back.

Only then would this slowed-down observation of time no longer be required. The full second finished passing, and Kuro Okami's legs were thrust into the air by an explosive emergence of shadow from beneath him. In this way, he gained some distance from the demon as she moved away from him as well. "Well…" Kuro muttered, blood still leaking from the side of his mouth as she delivered her banter. "Well, I'm not impressed."

That was the route that Kuro decided to go. Reaching his hands down, he gripped onto his blades, though breathing was a bit hard. This was not the second, third, or even seventh time that Kuro had needed to keep battling with a broken rib. However, this was the first time he had been bruised so badly from it. While he had reduced the impact as much as he could, the entire front of his body felt like one big sore spot. Find it… find your center… The Shinigami thought to himself, before slowly opening his eyes once again.

At long last, he had decided on a course of action. The being known as Kuro Okami continued to stare at Demonica, before his power level began to drop rapidly. An obfuscating shadow appeared around his body, the shadow melding around him almost like a cocoon of his own. The Shinigami, however, had no intention of transforming further, at least at this time. Out of the front of the cocoon, Kuro's body slowly stepped out. His face and body were clad in shadow… exactly like the other four bodies that emerged.

Without hesitation, those four blitzed away from the cocoon in the center. Each of them had a trail that led back to that primary position. Each of them would take up a different position, a decent ways away from the being known as Demonica. From where she was standing, it would be considerably difficult to tell the bodies apart. Kuro himself had gone to the very back. After all, most likely, she could deduce that he did not care that much about himself, and therefore it was statistically a better idea for him to hide closer to her than farther away. Each of the figures took up a different stance, though Kuro ended up in a crouch.

This plan of action had two benefits. First, it would distract her greatly, and from what he had been able to deduce of the fight thus far would be the best way to deal with her. The city had been evacuated by this point: no more souls for her to steal and use like her own personal batteries. How ironic… what is it that makes that any different from my shadows…? The Captain wondered to himself. ...Because I do not take my shadows… I have become one with them… my power is not one of domination, but unison…

So the first part of the plan was to get her to use up her resources. She certainly seemed to favor big, flashy attacks… but those drained the user quickly. She did not seem very observant… especially if she had really thought that there was no need to give a Captain-Class Shinigami her undivided attention. Probably not too bright, then. The second purpose was a lot more simple.

Each of the different Kuro's had reached a sword, their shadow-covered hands reaching for the blade. Each of them was now armed with one of those blades. As far as appearances went, they did look identical. This was a tactic that Kuro had been practicing for quite a long time, and therefore would be difficult to figure out. There was one single, solitary weakness. The wound on his chest. If he was made unable to concentrate on the shadows that were holding back his bloodflow around that area, it would spill out onto the ground… giving him away completely.

...Move. Each of the shadow-clones was being tethered by a single black cord, which Kuro also had. Those cords transmitted more shadow as the clones began to move, each of them along with their master attempting to reach a position that another had picked up his blade from. In this way, a large circle of shadow was being formed, and it was from this perspective that Demonica would be left to react...


Keep Your Eye on the Birdie


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