☢Beginning: The Insanity
There was never the days when he was a human, even when he does, the boy never remembered what he was in his days as a human before he was reborn as a plus, a soul, a wanderer in the streets. Everything was nothing more than a fragment, waking up in the middle of Rukongai, his frail body was lying down on the streets, weakened, tired, hungry and thirsty, until there were two people who picked him up from the burning streets, they were his foster parents, which became nothing else than his worst nightmare, the 'childhood' he will never want to remember. Brought into the deep underground, it was a facility. No.. a researcher's lab? The exact details from where he came out was blurred, only remembering many scientists, researchers, even physicists in an account of more than a hundred people residing in this noisy underground of footsteps, voices and even.. explosions. The screams, the souls, he was able to hear them while he was held into the arms of his unknown foster parents, smiling and laughing, thinking that he may have a 'family' in such a damned world, he.. considered himself lucky, but that soon turned tables when he woke up in a white chamber, a thick, bullet-proof glass visible from every side, with many of these scientists smiling and laughing, all he could hear from their lips was saying that he has 'potential', and that began the day of insanity.
Given that he was a new 'guinea pig' to these scientists, he always wanted to get out of this place, but these glass was too tough for him, and that him being a new 'guy' in one of their twisted collections, before his name was actually 'Hisao', he was named as a part of the 'Project Particle Core', and the purpose of that project? It was to create the 'Perfect Being', 'The Artificial God', 'The Perfect Mind', anything they could create and achieve something that they considered 'perfect' and reaching the level of omnipotence, creating a solution where one can simply jump to the level of Godhood, this was the purpose for this illegal experiment for any abandoned children that they could find, these unlicensed researchers was working very much for his foster parents who started all of this, locking him in this damned chamber and began the experiments, it was the very day where he was placed into several tests and even life-threatening situations if given the chance. It was hellish, unimaginable, ruthless, the worst place you can ever live in and one would have their fight for their life to live through these damned experiments. He hated them, his foster parents, so much that it drives him into wanting to get out and kill them once and for all. One day.. Just one day, he will make sure they vanish from this world.
☢Continuation: The Mind
Timeskipping, it was already a year or two since he was last adopted by his foster parents, and during that time, was nothing more than just the beginning of their testing. Checking for his brain signals, energy wavelengths, how his body contradicts his movements, eye movements, blinking rate, breathing rate, anything that they can from every atom of his body as long as it is apart of him, and these experiments was fairly light, like holding a glass, throwing a ball, every simple little thing as long as it creates a movement, a response and a reaction in his body. However, soon after those light experiments passed, they escalated that level, and during his time, Phantomtech or for short, cyberbrain was pretty much famous and widely known by the world. The potential and aspects of their cyberbrain was advanced, even its technology, and of course, these researchers definitely got their hands on one, and illegally as well. He was placed 'on hold' for several days wihout knowing why, but it was a good time to rest for an incoming experiment, both mentally and physically prepared for such things, however, it soon became rather gore on its own.
The only mistake he ever made was falling asleep, he was obviously tired and stressed out with the lack of rest he got from the constant experimenting, and that only finds himself locked in place, unable to even move a finger. His body locked in chains, ropes, anything that can keep him from even moving an inch, and of course, wihout anesthetic, they.. directly went through surgery, cracked open his skull like a lid before performing a surgery into directly 'shoved' the cyberbrain into his head, taking hours to fuse it to be in sync with his soul, DNA and even brain wavelengths to match just about an organic brain itself, but with additional modified parts with the latest technology and new mechanics into the brain, it was an indeed a painful experience, seeing his own head being split open in a surgery where he could not retaliate, that became the biggest trauma he had went through. He swore.. he is going to kill them, his foster parents, in the most cruel way possible, just wait for it.. Until then, he would just endure it, all the drugs being injected into him when he fell unconcious from the shock, these drugs were obviously untested, and left quite an effect to both his growth and appearance. It was torturing, painful, but this experiment was not officially announced as a 'success', as they wanted to put their third prototype into the test. It seems that he was not the only one who had his skull split open.
The Cyberbrain installed within the deepest core of his mind was considered as an illegal product as well, and the surgery done was not licensed as well. It was painful, having something foreign being shoved right into his head was the worst thing that can ever happen in his life. It was a harsh experience, his knees bent, sitting in the corner of the chamber with a heavy trauma. Hisao didn't know who to trust anymore, he thought that it wouldn't go so far as this would. Every single day, these researchers would pour down a mountain of books from the top, in order to test out the cyberbrain they've modified, they wanted to know if it works in memory abilities, thinking, speech, anything that involves the brain. He has to read these boring books everyday, every night, there was no entertainment, no games, all they are doing was getting as many books as possible, all of them were different, from the books about the universe to microorganisms and atoms. Just about every book available in this world was given to him in order to increase his thinking process and knowledge, and that knowledge.. became the only entertainment he could only have, and it was the day where he became obssessed with them, since it was the only thing he could do, gain, and become more powerful to decimate these shitheads that screwed up his body like a toy. He will get out with all of this knowledge, and make sure none of them exists to remember his powers that will one day make them pay for it.
☢2nd Continuation: The Escape
Another timeskip, of course, for about 70-80 years later after the first day of confinement from the outside world. Unknown of the details, his appearance had made many changes, white hair, even modernistic clothings, and during the 70-80 years, it was just reading, experimenting on his brain signals, brain cells, drugs being injected into his bloodstream, changes to his cyberbrain and such. He was tired of living here at the least, and with all that vast knowledge he has, as far as even building his own concept and cyberbrain to do the work, after being confined here allowed him to understand these glass, how it works and its atoms that held it together. He would make them regret for trying their best to make him so 'powerful' in the world of his own mind. Wihout a rest, Hisao had built his own mechanized weapons throughout the night, picking any possible parts that was used within the 70/80 years span and put it together into one machine, it was most likely that he was planning for his own escape out of this shit.
These screws lifted up into the air, metallic objects moving with the chamber shaking lightly, it was probably that Hisao is trying to remove the entire thing, however, with how limited of a weight his ability allows him to deal with electromagnetism, he highly doubted he could do much damage even to a single thing. This is what the mechanized weapons was built for, to make up for his weak ability and fragile physical prowess, this ability of his was discovered not too long ago and took him quite some time to understand the basics of its fundamental force, however, wihout being able to create complex equations solely for himself, relying on its 'actual' equation would be a hassle to deal with when someone can hijack past his manipulation abilities and make it their own. He needed a formula of his own, something new, something of his own equation, to make it hard to calculate for someone else to hijack through even the basics. That is what he needed, but first, it was time.
He couldn't realise how much of an insane man he had become, after all these years wihout even able to look at the sunlight than this barren underground, and wihout even having the chance to communicate with 'normal people', he was one of the very few childrens that grew and lived to this day, though the most cruel fate lies within these survivors, was being tortured badly under these years, and it was time to revolution. It was 5am in the morning, and that would be the great time to wait for the chances, the Nasods, which he named all six of the mechanized weapons behind his back, sitting in a position where they would not be able to see it, his eyes was shifting through the room, coordinating each position of these researchers as his brain was scanned by one of their equipments, high activity and intensity on the frontal lobe and the parietal lobe of his brain, and these two area went through an extreme amount of calculating prowess, and before they could even stand up and examine the situation, six of his Nasods would float in the center of the chamber, moving at a rapid speed before firing off a beam of electricity from all six of the Nasods, whilst spinning in a circle which these high-intensity beams would simply melt through these glasses and burn through the body of these researchers, slicing them into half before they could even evaluate the situation. All of them were dead in the blink of an eye, and took no less than a minute before all of them was dead, except for his foster parents.
The rest of the kids was better off dead, than living outside the world in shame when their soul was tainted by the likes of these researchers as well. Looking back at their faces, it was.. terrible. The faces of someone who had lost all means of living and of their existence, freeing them would only taint their soul even more, before sticking a type of bomb he had made together with the Nasods, which specializes in cleaning up a building with precision, and a few on the floor that some are explosive and some would burst into flames. Walking out of the underground facility, opening the ceilings of the underground, it was a door to freedom, the sunlight blinding his eyes by its intensity, this was.. freedom. Away from this fucked up experiment, walking out of the underground, with a press of a button, it would explode furiously, flames casted of these floors and burning the corpses of these corrupted beings, survivors of the experiments would burn down and buried together within this lab, collapsing before it ended with a silence, there was no longer a data, any traces of this experiment left. The only task he has never done was killing his foster parents. They were lucky to be absent during his escape, and no matter where they are, they won't run away with his data.
☢The End, The Present and The Future: Freedom
It was a great feeling of freedom, for all these years, he has finally see the sunlight, how the entirety of the Soul Society looks like. People walking through the streets, he was tired from the lack of sleep. The feeling of freedom, was great, but he couldn't pull it much longer. With a female figure standing before his eyes before it closed, the question he ever asked was that was he taken back to a new lab? He sure hell doesn't want to, at the least, but the light began here, this place and this time. Waking up in a room, it was silent, without anything applied to him. There was a chance that it would be just a test in this damned place, still believing that this place may be a new type of lab for him, he cautiously rose his Nasods up in the air, taking aim and ready to fire. His footsteps got closer to the door before a woman, a girl, walked in, with the door slammed right onto his nose when he got too close, it hurts.
This was the day when her, if he had remembered, the name goes by Miaka Yazaki, the one who eventually accepted him into apart of the family. There was many explainations for that, at the least, he was cautious of them, each and every family members of the Yazaki. Never trusted them, believed them. What he knew is that some of them knew that he came out of that illegal experimental area, as it did get on the news several years later after its discovery, that many did not dared to because there are chances to put any children that was kidnapped would be harmed if threatened, and given that he walked out of that location, it would be possible that he may be one of the experimented beings, tortured, tainted by its 'tests', drugged, in many ways than just a few. Despite being 'accepted' as a member, a cousin to this household, Hisao never bothered from the beginning into caring about this sort of situation, and wanting to leave this household for a short period of time. Leaving a note by the table, he said his 'goodbyes' and a 'thank you' letter written on it. Hisao didn't really want to tell them about it, until when he was introduced to Gotei 13 when his spiritual power began to become more 'open' after those experiments done to him, his increase in power was definite but not that great.
It was interesting, and went to take part into the Shino Academy, which only required a year's worth of time and took his first attempt just to pass the examination thanks to his high intellectual ability and the capability to control his abilities, especially the Nasods which contributed to his powers. However, he never wanted to join the Research Development in the Gotei 13, unwilling to share his knowledge and use it to make machines for someone else than for himself personally, he took his choice to become the 5th Seat of the 8th Division. Though, what truly surprises him was the members inside of that squad, these people was pretty much.. like an all-out brawlers, with someone on the menu that he knew on this squad, and it was a Yazaki. They would be definitely pissed after dissapearing for literally one year from the day he was introduced to the Gotei 13 as well. He never remembered their names since he never asked for them as it was only one year since the day he became their family member, and this Yazaki? Who the hell is he or she? Well, the story begins from here onwards.