Amada Kamimura, 6-0
In one deep breath Amada inhaled the reishi-rich air occupying one of the alternative "realms of the dead". "So this... this is the infamous Hueco Mundo!
" After "tweaking" around with the mechanics of his device Amada successfully "switched" himself into the dimension of hollows and demons. His initial motivation was to see the origins of the Shinigami, but along the way he impulsively changed the course of action to instead seeing the origins of their polar opposite: Hollows. Not too recently was he reading up on some textbooks that caught his interest, describing the more common cycle of souls before the turn of the 21st century, and how places like Hueco Mundo and Soul Society typically inhabited one spiritual race in mass. Or at least, those were the circumstances as far as common knowledge went. But besides the point. At this time, through a quick change in decision, Amada found himself standing on the stereotypical dunes of sand that constituted appropriately named--and ever so imaginative, one might add--"Hollow World". But, considering the present populous, "Wouldn't it be better called "Hollow and Demon World"?
Again, his thoughts digressed. To be precise, Amada came to see Hollows. That in mind, "Something isn't right here... Where are the Hollows?
" What would be the point of going to the zoo if all the animals were sleeping in their caves or behind rocks, invisible to the onlookers outside the glass and cages. To remedy the situation Amada took out from his back pocket what seemed to be an old-fashioned pen. In truth, it was a prototype. The very first version of what he acronym'd as "SEC", standing for "Spiritual Energy Condensate". Amada clicked the top of the cylindrical item, and the whole in the bottom of the item produced a wheezing noise, as if it were sucking something in. For Amada--he felt nothing special. Given the fact that he was spiritual inept, unable to see, hear, or otherwise interact with spiritual presences or any related entity, for him to feel any sort of change--that would be odd. Despite his lack of spiritual awareness, the sound of sand being kicked up into the air was recognisable.
Shortly thereafter, the item--which happened to be sucking in reishi and condensing it to the point of being easily recognisable to just about any spiritually-aware being within miles--ceased the wheezing noise. "Gah! Damn prototypes!
" The SEC seemed unresponsive at this time; alas, it already served its purpose. Amada wasn't crazy for thinking he heard sand being kicked up in the distance. Out quite a ways back he could see a small trail of sand forming into clouds after being seemingly ran across, like a four-legged animal. "Hohoho! That must be the Hollo--oh... wait.. I can't see it.
" Having only now just hit him was the fact that, as a spiritual inept being, Amada would not be able to interact with Hollows. He came to Hueco Mundo to see them and somehow forgot that it wouldn't be possible in the first place.
"Damnit! Agghh, I should've known!
" he yelled in frustration, flailing his arms about in expressive manner. "Ghhh.... Alright. Guess I gotta go back now.
" Amada whipped out a small rectangular device with a lit-up screen and buttons all over the surface. "Hm.. Home should be preset, right? Ah, fantastic, it is!
" Ready to return to his dorm room, Amada's face went from frustrated... to scared. He smacked the side of the device a few times, mumbling to himself, "No.. no no no no no... No, don't do this.. You can't do this to me. Noooo! NO!!!
" The LLS seemed to be failing its job, just like the SEC. For a reason Amada couldn't grasp the device failed to operate. Under these circumstances, being scared was a perfectly appropriate feeling. Powerless to defend against a potential predator that couldn't be seen. Who wouldn't fear the situation?