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Name: Daigoro Ito Nickames: He-Who-Is-Covered-In-Blood; Platinum Wall; Fruit-Boy True Age: 830 years, as of the 29th of December, 2411. Appearance Age: 24 Gender: Male (Mostly) Height: 5’11 (180.34 cm) Weight: 68kg (150 lb) Blood Type: AB+ Class: Knight
Personality:Personality: At a first glance, Daigoro Ito would appear to be a man of many different moods and mind-sets—much like any other being, but in a strange way. If one was to speak to him, they would see him possibly change personality several times throughout the conversation, depending on how he had been spoken to. A firm believer in equality and balance, he feels that if someone’s willing to do something to you, then they should be prepared to take what they gave. If one was to speak kindly to him, then he would speak kindly back - and vice versa. If someone was to attack him in a form of anger, then he would defend himself with some form of anger back, although most likely without the same strength and proper rage behind it - one who knows Daigoro personally knows him as a greatly benevolent individual, who rarely tries to harm others without very good reason. Upon meeting him for the first time, one’s first impressions can be quite good—Dai is easy to trust those he meets, but also quite quick to change his opinion on someone, depending on their actions. If he does not mind you, his face will be a kindly one, his lips turned up in a smile. Anything else will bring forth a neutral expression.
Daigoro has a crazy ideal. His ideal is that all life upon this planet, and within all the realms, is equal. All lives are to be saved, unless they have chosen to act in a way that doesn’t deserve their existence; ‘evil’ people do not get the chance at retribution, unless they have proven that they will attempt to fix their ways. He doesn't try to choose who lives and dies—he hates the idea of judging the fate of another being on the same level—however, he will always choose to protect those that he cares about with more strength than he would if he were attempting to protect someone that was not close to him. Innocents and the weak will always be an exception to that scale. That said, Dai is, or attempts to be, unbiased in all of his opinions, and tries to take in both sides of the story of an argument. He refuses to act upon menial accusations, finding them ‘petty’ and ‘worthless’. He will also not hesitate to strike down a Hollow, finding their base instinct ‘horrid’. Arrancar are a different story, as they have gained the power to choose their path.
Having found a place to call his own, his way of acting towards orders has changed, once more. He will gladly follow any order that his King gives him, as well as any order from someone as high as or higher than her on the scale. Being a Knight, he attempts to put honor and chivalry before anything else, allowing his enemies the chance to be defeated while facing forwards, with a weapon in their hands. Orders are orders, yet he will be very resistant to orders that go against his morals, honor and duty to his King.
At one point in time, Daigoro was just an empty shell of a man. His morals, being the only thing he could rely on in this world, took him places that hurt him and those around him. He hated it, so he shut himself down. He hid himself away from people, trying not to associate with humanity. One would think him bitter, cynical and jaded. This changed, however, with the sudden appearance of Kameko through the gate. Arrested for the crimes he had committed, he was placed into a gaol and left to his own thoughts. He could quite easily allow himself to be killed, and that was the only thing on his mind when put before Queen Misaiko. At that point, Daigoro Ito was at his lowest, but that was also the time when he pulled back up. He shook off this depression—he still occasionally has existential crises, but they are few and far between.
The best kinds of dreams are the unattainable kind; and Dai’s dream is no exception. His dream, having being built up through his life, has grown to be a wish for peace. He wants to stop the wars, end the struggles, and attempt to have all life live in harmony with one-another, rather than attempting to kill each other. He believes that all beings have the power to do such a thing, and will often try and convince them as such if he feels like he can. He knows that some have a deep-seated evil, however. He is not naïve: he already knows that this dream is completely impossible. He already knows that justice will not prevail, and that they will have to become Demons to kill those Demons at their gates. He has already made this choice, but that dream is what lights up the battles.
In battle, Daigoro knows that he can take most of what others can throw at him. This has made him slightly more reckless, and yet also benevolent to the point of seeming arrogant. If he sees that he might end up injuring others more than they would need or be able to heal from properly, he will refuse to fight someone, unfortunately seeming arrogant to them. His general dislike for fighting is usually removed when he actually gets into the fight itself, losing his usual benevolent self to the heat and adrenaline that the ride to possible death causes. He may enter the fight with the intention of simply defending himself, however he will almost always end up attempting to overwhelm his opponent with an almost feral and indomitable style.
When he follows any lead in his research, he will follow any lead that he is given. He says that, instead of losing a good lead, he will always follow what he is given. Even if the lead was a wild goose chase for him, and he wasted his time doing it, it will always be worth it to the Sugiura. Daigoro also has a hefty air of nonchalance, almost boredom, about him. It's not the same as this “arrogance”, but it's rather similar. If you take a first look at him, he doesn't appear to care. In fact, it almost always seems that way. However, it is not quite as simple as that. He tends to wear his emotions on his sleeves, but he has learned to control himself enough that he keeps calm when he has to. His face will almost always tell you everything that he’s feeling at the time, however.
Normally, Dai is exceedingly loyal to those he has sworn his loyalties to. Unfortunately, this loyalty to others has been shattered a lot by the recollection of his morals, and he seeks someone to be loyal to, trying to find all the right places for it to happen. Because of these morals, he was always dreading the moment when he would have to make the choice. He made his choice the first time, and found himself in K-World. He then chose again, finding himself a rogue, on the run from the world. However, a third choice has granted him something new—an opportunity to work with beings that desire nothing but an end to the war. Their morals fit in line with his, and he feels happy for that. Nothing has pleased him more than finding this, and knowing that there’s somewhere in the world that he fits into.
He is also generally sarcastic and joking, however he is never malicious towards someone unless he sees some side of them that he doesn't like. He automatically locks onto the good within people, no matter whom they are, and will reject somebody if he sees no retrievable good in their heart. His one dream is peace, as mentioned before, and he will do anything to make that goal possible - except for merciless or undeserved killing.
When in battle, Daigoro is careful around his opponents. He will try to goad them into attacking him first, and use his immense defensive strength to his advantage. Although he is normally rather quick to activate Joushou, this is usually in order to bring out more randomness and flexibility in battle as opposed to releasing his powers. In fact, Daigoro is highly unlikely to attack in the first place, taking his time in order to discern what the next plan of attack would be, or what the best idea for defending is. However, when he is finally forced to take up proper arms, he switches tactics often, moving from hand-to-hand to weapon and back quite often, in order to confuse his opponents into slipping up. He is a very psychological fighter, using that defense to cause them to anger more, pull out their more powerful weapons and give him more to work with and fight with. It’s also a good fear tactic against some opponents—there are very few beings that won’t get at least somewhat scared of him once he’s taken a few hundred of their attacks.
Daigoro's mental and physical will is also at an amazing level; and if he was to be told that there were insurmountable odds against him... he'd still press on. He’d stand there, take whatever came at him, and yet he would make sure that he survived to live for another day. If he has something to live for, he will refuse to allow himself to die.
Appearance: The first thing that you would see if you were to look at Daigoro Ito would be that he doesn't look like someone who would be “The One Who Walked The Path Of Blood”, or “The Platinum Wall”. His entire figure is slender and slim, with very few muscles despite the years of physical training that his body has gone through. His right arm, despite the rest of his body, is a slightly different tone of skin color to the rest, and also slightly atrophied; but this proves no difficulty for Daigoro's skills with a sword or any other weapon, for that matter. If one were to strip away the layers of clothing that covered his body, they'd be able to see just how light the flesh that covers his body just is; and then they'd find themselves entranced. For up the center of Daigoro's lower back is a large scar, crossing from the right side of his body to the left with a single cut; an inch wide, a foot long. While this scar is normally hidden by the man's hair, it can usually be revealed by a quick turn of his head. Daigoro's Reiatsu is usually a mixture between white and red, and appears to be crackling like electricity.
Dai wears his emotions on his face, and his sleeves, and all over his body, basically. If he is feeling an emotion, he will not hide it from anyone. In fact, he finds it difficult to do so. His eyes, of a deep red hue, are always looking into the distance, staring out over the horizon. If one were to look deeper into these eyes, they'd see the welled up emotion that existed within the orbs. These eyes always have an appearance of wishful thinking, but no regret. There is a powerful strength behind that emotion that can really only be seen when Daigoro himself is riled up by something, or prepared to die for what he's doing. The hair that hands down from his head is a darker and deeper shade of red than his eyes, and seems to flow like a river as he moves. The hair itself is not a natural color, and should have reverted to it's original color by now, but has not, for some reason. It also hides a lot of Daigoro's scars and what he would like to hide. This hair used to reach his feet, but at one point he cut it shorter, causing it to now only reach about his tailbone in length. His facial expression is almost always benevolent, with a kind stare emanating from him despite anything that may or may not be happening.
There is almost always a weak scent of lavender coming from Daigoro's body, something that he himself has not been able to explain despite his hardest attempts to do so. It is not an aphrodisiac, nor is it anything that could affect those around him. It's hard to explain, really; it could possibly be the shampoo or soap that he uses on his body, or it could be just some strange phenomena that occurs around this redheaded individual, but nobody can really explain it completely. As well as that, his entire body has a soft glow around it when he's not in Joushou or Zenou, but that is explained by the natural Kidō resistance that he had earned from his Sacred.
Daigoro walks with a slow and casual gait, not really seeming to be heading anywhere, but not just ambling along either. He almost seems to be keeping an eye out for anything that might possibly occur, but one can never be really sure with Dai; there are things that seem to be enigmas about this man's very existence, and if you tried to explain everything that you could about Daigoro, you would be stuck for a very long time trying to work out exactly what you were looking for.
Every part of his clothing has been customized for Daigoro to use in terms of self-understanding, and as such, he holds rather high value to this uniform that he wears. Among the various motifs that cover the clothing, the heart is rather prominent. This is because of Dais' devotion to the heart itself, as a muscle of both life and love; something that someone could damage in more than one way in order to leave the other dead, or at the point where death seems like the greatest option for them. There are several other motifs in this clothing, but they won't be explained here.
Now, when Daigoro chooses to summon forth his Sugiura Knight's armor, he will take on a strange appearance. He retains most of his usual looks, however a golden armor will cover his clothing. The armor has red highlights, with a pair of horns up the sides of his head. A large, white, fluffy cover is also on his head, but he chooses whether or not he wants to keep that.
Animalistic Traits: Daigoro's animalistic traits are unusual. They aren't apparently visible, instead existing as boons to his body. Each of Dai's senses are enhanced; he has better vision, smell and hearing, as well as animal-like instincts.
N A T U R A L | A B I L I T I E S The Shield
Inhuman/Godlike Durability: Daigoro is strange. Although most Sugiura at his level hold a relatively high level of physical durability and defense, Daigoro holds more. The level of physical durability that Daigoro has allows him to take physical and spiritual attacks that would leave most on the ground or unconscious and walk away nigh on unharmed, and if the attack is weak enough, not even shifted from his standing position. This is not to say that he isn't harmed, he just is less likely to be injured by any attacks. No characters below tier 1-1 are, in practice, able to harm Daigoro physically. His general resistance is slightly lowered against energy attacks, however.
Inhuman Stamina: In order to maintain his physical durability, Daigoro needs a lot of energy. Because of this, the amount of energy that his body has is staggeringly high, but not infinite. This stamina allows him to continue in battle (and bed) for a lot longer than most Sugiura before tiring. This has increased further, allowing him to continue fighting for three times as long as most would before tiring.
High Pain Threshold: Daigoro, after training his body over the years, has found himself with the mentality to be able to ignore high levels of pain. Although it still hurts and he still feels it, the actual pain itself is ignored by Daigoro, and eventually recedes to a dull throb in the back of his mind.
Advanced Hand-to-Hand Combat: As a former member of the Second Division, Daigoro discovered that a lot of his strength lay in the use of hand-to-hand combat, or Hakuda, in battle. Because of this, he has developed a high level of skill in the art, although that has waned a little since his return to, and subsequent desertion of, the Kokuryuteshi.
Advanced Weapons Skills: Due to the nature of his Sacred, Daigoro is required to be able to understand how to use and wield proficiently a large variety of bladed and non-bladed weaponry. Although he isn't as skilled as he could be, he has enough skill to be able to use them well enough.
Nature of Duality; Energy Signature Check: A unique trait of Daigoro's, earned when he split his own soul in two. Due to his own dual nature as a Sugiura-Shinigami, Daigoro was able to trick those who weren't Sugiura into thinking that he was a Shinigami (not purposefully). This also explains why his Guardian Beast allows him access to powers that seem exceedingly similar to that of a Shinigami's, namely the releases of a "Zanpakutō" in his Sacred forms.
Instinct: Because of his understanding of his animal side, Daigoro is able to use the senses that he's gained, and have what could simply be called an animalistic 'sixth sense'. Bordering on precognition, Daigoro is able to sense the path of best battle result for him, and attempt to take it. That said, although he is able to sense it, it doesn't mean that he is going to be able to get past any possible threats. With this understanding, one would think of Daigoro's version of [Instinct] being one in the same as the one belonging to his King, Arturia. However, while Arturia's has been honed through battle, Daigoro's is more natural and animal-like.
Anchor: In order to add to the heavily psychological style of battle that Daigoro fights with, he has gained an ability that allows him to stabilize himself in battle. By sending long tendrils of spiritual energy into the ground, he can intertwine his presence into the earth and increase his standing position. Although Daigoro's usual standing resistance to force exceeds that of almost every spiritual being in the world, this effectively increases his basic force resistance to a point of being able to stand up against almost any hit without moving. Of course, he cannot move while using this ability and if the ground beneath his feet is disturbed enough, it will knock him back anyway.
Reducing the Effects: When sealed, Daigoro's Sacred takes a small amount of spiritual energy from Daigoro's personal source - a negligible amount. This amount is made into a small and thin barrier around Daigoro's body, protecting him from Reiatsu-based attacks. This will allow him to physically ignore any Reiatsu-based attack up until the strength of Kidō 75. This is disabled when he enters Joushou However, this only applies to any THREE energy attacks that hit Dai in a cluster, and it is usually the three most powerful, leaving the rest to hit his body unabated.
Nine Lives "Defense": In legend there existed a warrior that created a powerful sword technique, one that was meant to kill someone nine times in a instant. This warrior was a close friend to Daigoro Ito, he was the man who helped him gain Bankai. The man noted that Daigoro was more suited for the role of defender, rather than killer. So he decided to vary from his original sword technique. Taking the original targets; the upper arm, collarbone, windpipe, temple, diaphragm, rib, testicles, and thighs, as well as the heart; attacks intended to kill the target a total of nine times in an instant, he developed Shubi. Unlike Nine Lives, Shubi however is meant to defend.
He doesn't so much defend nine places at once, as opposed to understanding these nine places simultaneously, and defending accordingly. Daigoro uses his own animal-like senses instincts to judge these nine places to defend his body. Upon blocking the first attack, he sends the opposing force back at nine times the original force of the attack. On the second block it sends it back at eight times the force, the 3rd block sends the attack back 7 times the force, and so on, and so forth. This is a pattern, one where each block shall keep sending the attack back stronger, but the power of it weakens over time, making it better for rapid groups of blocks. This ability is best to start off with, as powerful this move seems, this is more to scare off the opponent from further attacking, thus preventing Daigoro from falling into the role of killer than defender. One post use, two cooldown.
When used against it's sister ability, Nine Lives (Blade Works), the effect is simply cancelled, as opposed to sending back force, due to the duality of these abilities.
Knights of the Round; An Honorable Knight's Pledge: The ultimate showing of a Knight's Honor to his King, this is an ability that Daigoro can only use when battling alongside Arturia Pendragon, wishing to defend her with all of his might. Bringing out a small orb of energy, he throws it into the air, jumping up and cutting through it with whatever weapon he is carrying on him at the moment. A bright light erupts from the orb, magical circles spreading out from around the orb. Dropping to the Earth, Daigoro is surrounded by twelve soldiers, all of them heavily armored and prepared for battle. Taking a single step back, he targets one enemy and one enemy only, targeting them precisely for this attack.
With the order given, the Twelve Knights force themselves off of the position, each attacking the target with fervent preparations. Each of the knights are 1-1+, and have a separate attack style, attacking in turn and in order.
Sir Galahad: Attacks the target with a longsword. Sir Tristam: Attacks the target with a lance. Sir Lamorak de Galis: Attacks the target with fire-based magic. Sir Gaheris: Attacks the target with a mace. Sir Kay: Attacks the target with a longsword. Sir Geraint: Attacks the target with a hammer. Sir Gareth: Attacks the target with ice-based magic. Sir Bors de Ganis: Attacks the target with a trident. Sir Percivale: Summons a comet down upon the target. Sir Bedivere: Attacks the target with a naginata. Sir Gawain: Attacks the target with a battleaxe. Sir Lancelot: Attacks the target with a mystical sword.
When the Knight's attacks hit, or are parried, they dissipate into spiritual energy, and are absorbed--not by Daigoro, but by Arturia herself, or at least her sword, Excalibur. The combined spiritual energy of the twelve knights are what is exactly needed for her to perform a single attack with the Promised Sword of Victory, Excalibur.
The primary weakness of this ability is the drain that it puts on Dai. Even though this ability is defense-minded, the fact that he summons twelve soldiers to fight with the same level of energy of a single Excalibur is extremely taxing on him--so much so, that he'll usually have to sit out for about two posts. This can only be used once per thread.
Rho Aias; The Seven Rings that Cover the Fiery Heavens: A defensive magic of the Sugiura. It takes the form of a seven-layered barrier in the shape of an iridescent flower with seven petals. Formed out of his palm, it is held in front of the user. Each layer has the defensive power of a fortress wall, however as it is necessary for the user to fill the barrier strong reiatsu, should the barrier be broken, the user will feel pain in accordance. Depending on the number of times it is used, this could be quite costly to the user, if they are not so much as an ounce careful in using this spell. One with a full powered Reiatsu could block off Strong Kidō Spells, Gran Rey Cero or a Cero Oscuras, because of the massive defensive walls created within each layer's structure. They can be broken depending on the strength. Another use for this spell is that it can be used to help block an attack before it reaches an ally or when they need extra energy behind their attack. By doing so they can utilize the spell to block off the attack on the opposite side of the opponent, while working as a extra layering around the allies attack; nullifying the opponent's attack, so the ally can use their own, making it one of the Sugiura's strongest defensive magic techniques.
However, Daigoro Ito is incapable of performing magic such as this, due to an incompatible physical build. He has compensated for this through the use of his Sacred in either Joushou or Zenou; when it is in its ashen form--the ash forms each of these petals, however Daigoro feels twice as much pain from each hit as previously--even though the barrier is twice as strong. Unfortunately, Daigoro can only form a maximum of four petals when using Rho Aias, again due to his low aptitude for magical attacks.
Sacred Weapon: Daigoro's Sacred retains the name of the Shinigami's Zanpakutō, Kanki Okami. Kanki Okami is a tanto, at approximately 20 centimetres long, less than one shaku. The blade design is simple and unobtrusive, with a slightly metallic sheen down the length of the blade and a strange wave-like design travelling along beside the edge. The hilt is strangely-patterned, with a hexagonal design covering the handle, which has been carved from whalebone. There is also a small medallion on the hilt itself, although Daigoro himself is unaware as to the origin or the purpose of this object; he simply takes it in his stride and accepts that it is there. When in the presence of Shinigami, it is referred to as a "Zanpakutō", along with the releases being known as "Shikai" and "Bankai". If he is required to use his Kyuu Kyou, he will make sure to call it a "side ability", in order to keep the illusion up.
D E F I N I T I O N S Daigoro's Defensive Capabilities
As it has been stated a large number of times, Daigoro Ito is a defense-based fighter. His strategies revolve around his use of his own defensive capabilities in order to play around with the battle mentalities of his opponents, forcing them to use all of their energy in attempts to knock him down, though rarely coming to fruition. However, it has been rarely defined as to exactly what entails each defensive process that Daigoro has, nor has it been stated what Daigoro's capable of defending against--this section is here to discuss such things in detail (hopefully).
Physical Attacks: As with everything else, the physical is the easiest way to describe the defense of Daigoro Ito. With every melee attack that collides with his body, he seemingly 'defends' against it, taking far less damage than most would be able to. Normally, this would seem to be quite simple--however, when it comes to enemies with considerable strength and power being barely able to scratch him with simple attacks, one has to wonder how this is possible. With what is known as the 'hardening matrix', Daigoro's skin, in that very exact spot, will harden in an instant with a large addition of spiritual particles--as if he had increased his own reiatsu in that area to knock back the reiatsu of the other. As if to add to this, he also has a strangely low centre of gravity, which makes him even more difficult to knock to the ground--it's even worse if Dai is using [Anchor].
Spiritual Attacks: Daigoro retains his defensive maneuvers against most spiritual attacks, much in the same fashion as he does against physical attacks. However, not all of the spiritual weave is able to contain the damage from the spiritual attacks, leaving a lot of the damage room to power through--if hit with enough, they may even be able to open up larger and larger gaps in order to open his flesh. About three-quarters of Dai's physical resistance is what is effective against spiritual attacks, however if someone barrages him with high-level reishi attacks, that can be dropped to a half.
Magic: Dai knows little about magic--he knows that it is not completely spiritual, nor is it really that physical--if something comes from an origin that the male is unknowing of, then it is possible that the attack will be able to bypass more of his hardening matrix, maybe even opening him up further to attacks. Each hit has the chance of opening him up, though it isn't always that likely to occur. Initially, his defense against magical attacks is approximately half of that of his defense against physical attacks, however the proper application may possibly drop him to a quarter.
Mental Attacks: When an attack does not come in contact with the skin, a mental attack is usually inferred. Due to an amount of unnatural calmness from Daigoro, his mind is actually very stable most of the time. When calmly working through battle, Daigoro's mental defenses are high and it is difficult to penetrate them. However, if his emotions become uncontrolled and difficult to read, then these mental defenses caused by an excessive level of calmness are reduced, making Dai more susceptible to mental attacks. He is completely immune to any attempts at mind control.
Illusions: If an ability is not designed to come in contact with Dai at all and instead make an illusion, Daigoro has defenses against that as well. Due to his own animal-like senses, it is not difficult for him to discern what is real and what is false--these senses are only limited to smell and hearing, however. If someone can fool those, then he will be fooled by the illusion.
Internal: Some abilities do not affect the outside, but the inside. If an ability is made to invade an opponent's body through their orifices and attack them inside, then Daigoro's hardening matrix will not be able to affect it. However, once the ability enters his body, his entire system is found to be designed to process these quickly, expelling them faster. This can often remove poisons before they have a chance to truly take effect. Unfortunately, this means that Daigoro is also immune to the effects of alcohol and other drugs. He also has a defense against most diseases--including an enhanced immune system.
Distortion: Any attempts at distorting Daigoro's body will generally fail, due to the bone structure of the man. Being infallible to distortion, Daigoro's structure will not fold to abilities involving heavy gravitational pulls and the like. His bones can still be broken, however this requires a great amount of force and pressure.
Environmental Changes: The Environment that Daigoro stands in is absolute. This means that through earthquakes, gravity changes and the like, Daigoro will not be affected. This also includes abilities designed to affect large areas. In the long run, this can also be a negative--changes in the environment for the better will not affect Daigoro either, so he cannot take advantage of things such as a lowered gravity or anything of that sort.
Healing: Dai's defense is run by the 'measure of intent' system. If an ability is intended to 'heal', then Daigoro's hardening matrix will not come into effect.
G U A R D I A N | B E A S T The FeralMind
Origin: Absoluteness. The Absolute.
Guardian Beast: Daigoro Ito's Guardian Beast is known under two names: The "FeralMind" and "He-Who-Is-Covered-In-Blood". Unlike most Guardian Beasts, the FeralMind does not have a true appearance. If Daigoro was to view this Guardian Beast, he would see it as being himself, a mirror image almost. However, unlike his own appearance, the FeralMind has a few differences. The creature, despite being truly of Daigoro's appearance himself, has a different look in it's eyes. The look in it's eyes is rather frightening, appearing to be staring directly into the heart of the one staring at them. In fact, it's almost as if these eyes are the purest embodiment of cruelty there is. If it opens it's mouth, it usually speaks with a guttural tone, yet having a tinge of suave and sophisticated speech to it. It is truly an enigma. Other than that, the FeralMind appears the same, save for a golden hue in it's eyes, and paler flesh than Daigoro himself, as well as great lightening the color of his hair. This is the appearance that Daigoro himself takes whenever the FeralMind takes over his mind and body, a trait that will be explained later.
The FeralMind is, as the FeralMind has been stated. Basically, it is “He-Who-Is-Covered-In-Blood” in Daigoro's mind. This is the part of Daigoro that truly desires battle; and would rather have people grovel beneath his feet than work together with them in unison. If the FeralMind is to come out in battle, it is when Daigoro either truly believes that he is to die, or the battle itself would be more of a massacre, than an actual fight. This is evident when Daigoro himself fought against several orcs while attempting to save Myasha: The FeralMind took control, and instead of killing them quickly and respecting their deaths right after, Daigoro cut them into pieces and simply left them to die.
That isn't to say that the FeralMind only takes the form of “He-Who-Is-Covered-In-Blood”, no no. In fact, the FeralMind is the embodiment of Daigoro's sin. That is the easiest way to say it, because it is true. Daigoro forced the FeralMind out of his bodily shell and attempted to destroy it, but ended up simply sealing it within his body in the first place. Because of this, when he's under the influence of the FeralMind, Daigoro is generally more sexual as well as less moral. In fact, he can be seen as what most would call the perfect opposite of himself under this influence. This is why Daigoro fears the FeralMind, because everything that he doesn't want to be, everything that is what he tried to cast off... is within this other being.
Now, that is all well and true, but we have to know the real reason behind the FeralMind itself. It isn't so much a creature made to terrorize Daigoro, but a creature made to protect him, doing the tasks that Daigoro himself would normally refuse to. For this, it can be inferred that the FeralMind is, in fact, simply Dai without the moral bounds he places upon himself; a creature that, in some perverted way, is doing what Daigoro wants to do, but feels that he cannot do with his own mentality.
Guardian Beast Mode; FeralMind takeover: Unlike most Guardian Beasts, the FeralMind has neither a given world or a way to come out and separate itself from Daigoro. Instead, it proffers advice in times of need, or gives its assistance in the only way it knows how: Taking control of Daigoro's body. Sometimes, it will let him know beforehand, or it'll do the takeover without warning. However, Daigoro is also able to ask it for such assistance--something that he wouldn't do lightly for fear of mental destruction by such acts.
Z A N P A K U T O The FeralMind's Blade
This is where the powers that Daigoro Ito can use come from; his "Zanpakutō" that came to him while he still had his Shinigami's powers. The spirit for this is within the Guardian Beast, therefore he is borrowing his power from the FeralMind, making his race as a Sugiura possible. He is able to access the Inner World of this Zanpakutō, however. (All ownership will be named for Daigoro, for ease of understanding)
Zanpakutô Spirit: Daigoro's Zanpakutō holds a single spirit, yet in two forms. His name is Shiro Okami, or “White Wolf”. He can choose to hold either a human form, or an animal form, choosing to appear to Daigoro in whichever one he feels best at the time.
If he is in his human form, he will usually refer to himself as “Shiro”. In this form, Shiro is a rather attractive young man, slim and muscular, and usually wearing an Edo period men's kimono; a homage to Daigoro's own history. His hair consists of short white locks, quite sharp and out there, yet soft to the touch. His face, while sharp on it's own, has a strange coolness and calmness to it, Shiro exuding benevolence from his face. And then, we come to his eyes. Shiro has a pair of deep purple eyes, ones that will keep someone looking into them entranced. On his right arm, he will always be holding a red ribbon, the hue the same as the blood that flowed into Daigoro's hair, and the length the same as well.
While in the wolf form, he refers to himself as “Okami”. In wolf form, he is about hip-height on Daigoro, and can prowl around him with a pair of padded feet that seem to make no noise as he walks. He always seems to have an inquisitive look on his face, and the pair of bright blue eyes that adorn it seem to be able to stare into your very soul and see any secrets that you may or may not be hiding. There is also a mark on the top of his left hind leg, and a red ribbon tied around his right foreleg.
In either form, Shiro or Okami, the spirit's actions and personality are very much the same. Because of their closeness to Daigoro's history, and the fact that they themselves are derived from his own willpower, they seem to feel in tune with him, far more than Ookami had; and Daigoro still doesn't quite understand how he changed into this pair of strangers. He has a strange habit of mimicking anything that Daigoro says or thinks, repeating it in several different ways before giving his advice, and yet he still holds some tinges of paranoia that Ookami once held towards his master. Other than this, the pair/trio are very close, and Shiro Okami seems to trust Daigoro completely with his strength.
Inner World: Daigoro's inner world is unusual, as it takes two forms for different purposes, although it might be said that these forms exist in unison with each other, yet cannot exist together; if one would understand that logic.
The first form is the Tsubasa no Shiro Bun'ya, or the “White Field of Blades”. This is a large, snow-covered area that, well, is basically a field of many different types of bladed weaponry. This field's contents changes every time Daigoro enters, and each sword is a form that his Zanpakutō could possibly take. Although this field is known as the White Field of “Blades”, the fact also remains that there exist non-bladed weapons and shields in this area as well; Daigoro has the oppurtunity to use this place to practice with his swords to his hearts content. He will usually expect to meet Shiro here, as opposed to Okami. There is also a strange, ash-like mist that seems to blow around the entire area.
The second form of Daigoro's inner world is known as Chi Hitashi Okami no Kan, or “Hall of Blood Soaked Wolves”. Despite the name, this is one of the few places that Daigoro can travel to find a sense of pure calmness and tranquillity. It takes the appearance of a large dojo hall, and always has a cool draft running through it, with places to sit and such nearby. When Daigoro arrives here, it is usually in order to speak with his Zanpakutō as opposed to training with it. Although he can expect either Shiro or Okami to arrive here, Okami is generally more likely to be in this place; as the hall itself is named after Daigoro's sin and the wolves that denote his true mentality.
J O U S H O U The Wolf of Reminiscence
Joushou Appearance: To release Kanki Okami, Daigoro must have the sword in it's sheath at his side. He places his hand onto the hilt and speaks his release phrase, before letting the sword and sheath dissipate into a strange silvery ash. This ash flows up and around Daigoro's body, settling around him as if it was a mist, of sorts. This mist is constantly crackling with arcs of Daigoro's lightning-like spiritual energy.
Release Phrase: "Watashi jikkō subete o omoidashi, Kanki Okami" (Remember everything that I take, Evocative Wolf)
Infinite Creationism: As Kanki Okami has no true form, it needs a created medium in order to be able to be used as a weapon. This is similar to Daigoro's Assimilation Creation, however there is another little difference; the weapons created are also able to be shields. Daigoro can use the particles that maneuver around his body in order to create these forms - they'll be crackling with the electricity-like Reiatsu that Daigoro has within his body. The weapons can be interchanged within a single post, with no need for cooldown. Each weapon is at the strength of a Zanpakutō or sacred; in fact it can be said that each of these weapons IS Daigoro's Sacred.
Energy Cutter: Effectively, this ability is exceptionally simple. By utilizing frictional energy gathered, it can power up and efficiently rend spiritual attacks in two. It does this by forcing energy into the bonds that hold the spiritual particles together in attacks, taking the released particles in and then using those to continue to decay away the attack coming for Daigoro until it goes out the other side. This comes in two forms: [Crescent Form] and [Blade Form]. They're both effectively the same, however their execution is different.
[Crescent Form] gathers more frictional energy as it flies, however this energy doesn't balance out the loss from the movement, therefore it will continually lose power as it moves--albeit slowly. Once it collides, however, it continues as usual. [Crescent Form] also has greater range. [Blade Form] has a greater power in the strike, being able to gather frictional energy from being pushed down by a physical strike. This allows it to cut faster, however it runs the risk of not protecting Daigoro enough at such a close range.
While this attack may or may not be rather powerful, having the ability to split most, if not all, energy-based attacks, it has a rather great weakness. It is only a defense, there is no attacking potential behind Seishou-Hakaisha. Because targets are made of such condensed Reiatsu, and they have spiritual particles intertwined within their energy, they are impossible for Seishou-Hakaisha to be able to muster the strength from Daigoro to cut. If Daigoro was to attempt to cut a spiritual being with Seishou-Hakaisha the drain on his strength would kill him without hesitation.
Physical Imprint: The Physical Imprint is the unique ability that is taken within Kanki Okami. This allows for Daigoro's Reiatsu to memorize a single attack in Joushou. This one attack is imprinted onto the memory, but only a single attack can be imprinted at a time. If another attack collides with his body, then the Physical Imprint will overwrite the single slot with the latest ability. For the Physical Imprint to work, the attack MUST collide with Dai's body, and abilities that branch out from the original are unable to be imprinted.
Faker: Now, that's not all the Physical Imprint can do. In fact, the chief ability of the Physical Imprint is to be able to draw out the exact idea of the ability that it has memorized. This idea is then given shape by Daigoro's Reishi, and he can use it as an attack, at half-strength. This mimic is perfect, save for appearance. Because it is formed from Dai's energy, it is colored like his Reiatsu. If the ability requires a different weapon, then the ash will become the required weapon, so on and so forth. Once the ability is used, the slot is emptied. He can use this ability as long as the single slot has an ability stored.
Z E N O U The False Defense
Zenou Appearance: When Daigoro speaks the phrase to release his Zenou, the weapon that he carries shatters, and the ash goes back to flowing around his body. This ash flows around him for a half-second, before flashing brightly and covering him in white light. This white light dyes his clothing white, although keeping some of the red tones on the details. The ash then reforms itself into the weapon that Daigoro had been using previously. As well as that, his eyes become a deep violet, appearing to be the same color as the Zanpakutō spirit's form, Shiro.
Kakutei Shinkoku o Okami (Wolf of Final Return)
Zenou Abilities: Until he activates Nise Kokubo, Daigoro's Zenou abilities remain the same as the abilities that he holds in Joushou. However, the real difference with this is the fact that he now has three slots unlocked in Physical Imprint. They fill in from the top, pushing out the bottom memory if they're already full. Other than that, nothing is new and different, until...
Nise Kokubo/A False Defense: When he goes to activate this, his weapon will automatically shatter back into the mist of ash that surrounds him. This mist will suddenly condense over his body, hardening as a nigh-invisible shell of Reishi around him. With this, Daigoro loses access to his Sacred, but gains greatly in terms of his usual defense - being able to weaken all abilities that collide with him by approximately 50%; so if he is cut by a sword, it will only go half as deep as it usually would, and so on, so forth. Because of how it works, the Physical in Nise Kokubo doesn't use Daigoro's energy to mimic--in fact, we couldn't really call it a mimic in the first place. Although he appears to be recreating the attack, there is a strange and new phenomena that occurs.
It's unknown if it's due to his Origin of being 'Absolute', or if it's for another reason, but while in this stage, the mimicry can no longer be called a simple mimic. When hit with the attack, no matter how powerful, simply surviving proves a certain level of worthiness for Daigoro Ito. By proving his innate worthiness to the world itself, a minute and very limited temporal disruption occurs in Dai's existence. This disruption changes his history briefly, allowing Daigoro Ito to become the original owner of the ability. Using a complex series of energy transfers and conversions, he gains the energy needed to wield the attack a single time. Able to use such an attack with perfect knowledge of how to do so, he is able to send back an exact usage of the attack, as if it were his very own.
However, a lot also changes with his Physical Imprint. While he still has three slots, he can now use either one, two or three slots at once, without losing surplus abilities after use. However, the trade-off for this is that he will only be able to use the percentage of the attack that actually collided with his body. Anything else must either be discarded, or replaced with his own personal energy stocks. This ability can last for as long as Daigoro wishes to hold onto it, however the true weakness of Nise Kokubo is that he has to throw himself in front of attacks in order to be able to gain any form of attacking a target, save for hand-to-hand combat. This means that he runs the risk of being injured further, despite his already staggering defense.
HOWEVER, there lies one exception to this rule. And that is the concept of "intention". If an attack is intended on being used to attack Daigoro, then the attack will hit with the fullest strength that it can, with the damage being taken off for the natural defense. But if the attack is sent at Daigoro with the intention of being mimicked by him, then there's a different story entirely. If the ability or attack is used intentionally to give Daigoro a weapon to use, then the damage is reduced further, to 25% of it's full strength. However, accidental attacks aren't counted, and still act as normal attacks. Healing abilities bypass the defense completely.
This ability uses very little Reishi of Dai's own, as the Physical Imprint also converts and transfers the energy from the colliding attack, sending it back out with the re-creation. This is why Daigoro can use Nise Kokubo for such extended periods of time. He can also use branched abilities in this form (i.e; abilities that have been created by the effect of another ability). However, if enemies end up attempting to absorb large amounts of his stamina, or he only gets hit with small portions of large and powerful attacks, then it's easier for him to run out of energy faster.
While attacks are normally recreated with the weapon that they branch from, there are times when Daigoro is only hit with a weapon. He can either use the weapon once as an attack, or choose to expend Reishji and keep the weapon out in order to be used as a more permanent weapon. Sadly, if he uses another Physical Imprint slot, the weapon dissipates. He can also recreate the strength or skill of an opponent who has hit him with general racial abilities.
This ability has several weaknesses:
As Dai doesn't have a weapon of his own in this form, he MUST throw himself in front of the attacks of others in order to be able to fight without resorting to hand-to-hand. It is more beneficial for him to take a greater amount of damage.
The mimic is always used in what's known as a "Sugiura's Energy", no matter what race the ability is mimicked from. This is because the conversion of energy only knows two energies to convert to. So if a target is able to resist "Sugiura Energy", then they can generally resist the attack.
If a target knows how to dispel or protect themselves from their own attacks, it makes it more difficult for Daigoro to use this properly against them.
K Y U U | K Y O U Absolute Territory
The Kyuu Kyou is known as the ultimate ability that any Sugiura has available within their forms. It is no different for Daigoro Ito, who has taken his own personal Origin of Absoluteness and made it completely into an ability, suited to his defensive potential. When activating his Kyuu Kyou, he must simply close his eyes and allow the ash that covers his body to ripple outwards and into a large hemisphere that surrounds an area of approximately fifty metres by fifty metres, however this area can be varied depending on Dai's whims at the time.
Once created, the outside of the hemisphere seems obvious to those who are not standing within. It is a simple grey shape, both there and yet undeniably separate from the world itself. Those within, however, are less aware of the nature of the Absolute Territory. According to them, an almost infinite and flat expanse of earth has suddenly appeared out of nowhere--the sky is tinged red with fire, and a single burning sun beats down from within the cloudless air. There appears to be no escape--those within may even believe that they've been transported into another world. This is not the case, of course--Absolute Territory is what is known as a Reality Marble, a modification on the world--a powerful ability.
At Dai's whim, the area of Absolute Territory can either grow or shrink, though it will always remain in the shape of a sphere. He can make it as large or as small as he wants to, although he does have an upper limit of about a kilometre in radius, and about a metre in radius for the lower. At any time, unless he has made it so, beings can freely enter and exit this Absolute Territory. However, he is able to change this. He can change it, so that beings may not enter, exit, or do either at any time. Dai, and any other being he designates upon activation, is/are the only exception(s) to the rule. Each of these modifications are instant and unnoticeable.
However, there is one factor of this territory that remains completely and totally 'absolute'. That is the defensive mechanism. Although beings can enter and exit freely if allowed to, the Absolute Territory can only be bypassed if enemies with sufficient strength beat away at it for a while--it shares Daigoro's defensive capabilities, meaning that sufficient strength is defined as tier 1-5 at a minimum, but attacking it consistently at that level will likely take too much time and energy; in fact, attacking it at all would likely take too much time and energy. If broken open, it doesn't disappear. It cannot be melded or pulled away at by any cybernetic abilities; nor can beings with the ability to 'manipulate everything' change the consistency of it. Its very existence is in line and succession with Dai's own, and only he can modify its structure. Although it has a predetermined end, it can only end at that given time--no time or decay abilities can push it towards that end at a higher rate of speed. This allows for a perfect defensive structure to be erected at any time.
Of course, this also has certain weaknesses. Firstly, it can't be activated on a dime. Dai is not able to activate it upon seeing an ability coming towards him. It takes the duration of a single post to activate, and must be the first and only action taken after reacting to all enemy actions in a post. After this, he can activate it. Once activated, the ability must last for ten rounds, ending on Dai's eleventh post. While in Kyuu Kyou, he can neither switch to Alter or ascend to Angel Form. He has no weapon with which to attack, save for his fists. His defensive capabilities are returned to original levels. Once a spot is chosen, it cannot be moved, only resized. Once erected, Dai cannot leave the radius of the sphere. He has no knowledge of anything outside of the sphere. This has little use in a battle, and Dai will usually opt to go straight to Angel from Zenou, rather than using this.
M Y S T I C | E Y E S Cybele: The Mystic Eyes of Petrification
The eyes, almost too abnormal to be called eyeballs, are gray with an appearance similar to crystals. Despite their abnormality, most believe that they are too beautiful for any human to posses, and could either be art the gods admired or a nature they cursed. The corneas do not take in light, and the pupils see the world through a square. The irises are solidified, not allowing the eyes to close while the Mystic Eyes are active; the entirety of Daigoro's eyeballs are converted into a crystalline structure.
In essence, Cybele "petrifies" energy. If one was to maintain eye contact with Dai, they would feel their body start to slow down, feeling sluggish. After a few seconds, they would start to stay standing in place, and feel unable to move. If they tried to break out of this, they would find that it was nearly impossible, their energy weighing them down in place. This ability effectively increases the physical weight of someone's energy, and anchors them. It increases their physical and spiritual defenses, but makes them unable to move from that spot. If Cybele's effect were to completely cover someone's energy, it would kill them. Using these eyes, he can petrify the energy of anybody in his line of sight; the ability is selective, though that takes additional time. The process is doubled in speed if they maintain eye contact as well. However, if Dai is forced to look away from the target, then they are immediately released, and the effects will wear off within a single post. The target, if maintaining eye contact, is unable to break it by their own will--they must be pushed away by an outside force. When he is using Cybele with both eyes, he cannot close them.
The stronger an opponent is, the longer it takes for Cybele to completely consume them. In the simplest terms possible:
5-4 to 3-1: Two posts
2-3 to 2-1: Four posts
1-3 to 1-1: Six posts
0-5 to 0-3: Eight posts
0-2 to 0-1: Ten posts
0-0: Twenty posts
These values are halved if Daigoro is maintaining eye contact.
However, the strength is always the same, offering the same results no matter the level. Once a target has been under the complete influence of Cybele for three posts, they will die. However, it is extremely unlikely that Dai will leave them that long. The effects will wear off within one post, starting from the beginning and wearing off at the end.
That said, if the target isn't releasing their energy with malicious intent, Cybele will not have as much of an effect: It may cause a feeling of discomfort and heaviness, but it's pretty easy for anyone to ignore after about one post.
A N G E L | F O R M Absolute Angel of Patience
As one of The Truth's seven Angels, Daigoro Ito has chosen to take down a certain path of abilities to gain further power, in exchange for fighting when he truly needs to--this has allowed him to fully transcend his usual self. Able to be activated from any point besides Kyuu Kyou or Alter, Dai's Angel Form immediately changes his appearance in a flash of bright and white light. For a half-second upon materializing, a pair of white angel wings seem to appear behind his back before fading into nothing, his new appearance sustained.
Further Explanation Here Purgatonis (Purification) Angelica Lux (Angelic Light) Intellectius Omnia (Understanding Everything) Lux Gradus (Light Step) Clara Clipeus (Bright Shield) Vastator Mali (Destroyer of Evil)
Path: The Path of Power
Having chosen The Path of Power, Daigoro Ito is now able to enhance his Durability capabilities to something above that of Grand Master itself--in this state, he is at a level of defense that rends him unable to be physically harmed by anything below the tier of 0-4+. As well as this, he has a single, powerful ability that is based upon his Origin.
Defender's Creed: Unlike a lot of possible abilities, the Defender's Creed is actually very simple in execution. When using it, Dai is capable of being completely and totally invulnerable to any and all possible attacks by anyone, including allies--there is no system of 'intent' here. There is, however, a catch to this. In order for Dai to be able to activate this ability, he must truly be in a defensive stance. There is not allowed to be any movement above turning his body/head--or scratching an itch--any movement that appears to be more than this will stop the ability for the rest of the post. He can raise an arm to block, but not attack. While he is immobile, he is invulnerable--enemies can move him, but that will not disable the ability, it must be Dai's own choice to do such a thing.
Angel Form will last for a maximum of ten rounds, disappearing on Dai's eleventh post.
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Subject Post 2Subject: Re: Daigoro Ito [Approved 0-2++] Sun Oct 07, 2012 10:22 pm
Name: Kyo Natsume Nickames: Red Bitch; Daigoro Alter True Age: 830 years, as of the 29th of December, 2411. Appearance Age: 24 Gender: Female Height: 5’11 (180.34 cm) Weight: 68kg (150 lb) Blood Type: AB+ Class: Knight Rank: Queen of the Western Sugiura Kingdom
Personality: The FeralMind is not Daigoro Alter--it still retains Daigoro's wants and needs, as well as his general personality. It is simply Daigoro's mind without a moral bound, though it goes for Dai's goals--simply using different means to do so. On the other hand, Kyo has a personality that takes a complete turn for the opposite. Though she does not oppose Daigoro's 'good' nature due to the original's stubborn will, the way that she acts can sometimes be noted as inherently 'evil' in how they serve their performer. Completely selfish, she'll act only in her best interests, leaving others behind her. Kyo doesn't have much in terms of selflessness, unfortunately--it is rare for her to give; she would much rather take from others. Strangely, a lot of this has been rescinded with the change in responsibility--it's unknown if Kyo was truly evil, or just a rebel without a cause. Now that she's the Queen, she seems to act with a lot more than just her own self in her thoughts.
She is capable of showing emotion; unlike Daigoro however, this emotion is occasionally forced and rarely shown properly. Emotions like anger, on the other hand, are rapidly shown and don't hold back. If she's angry, she'll tell you that she's angry. She will then let your face know that she's angry. It's a vicious process, but she certainly does it well. She also believes in playing by the exact same rules as her opponents--if they're willing to kill in order to further their goals against her, then she will do much the same--there is no true order to the world that can remain stable unless everyone is all much the same. For some reason, however, she still cannot bring herself to harm those close to Daigoro, unless he has intended for this to occur.
In battle, Kyo rarely holds back. She is aggressive, power-thirsty, prepared to do anything to win. Allies are nothing to her; if they are on her side, then she expects them to stay out of her way. Because her defense is lacking, especially compared to that of Daigoro, she uses dodging tactics a lot more than her former.
Unique Situation: Kyo and Daigoro are able to switch between each other at will, in order to cement her identity as a total individual that is not Daigoro Ito.
Shield and Sword; Inversion Impulse: Due to the perfect inversion between Daigoro and Kyo, a strange modification of the person's muscular structure has occurred. Instead of sticking to a purely defensive powerset, all of Daigoro's defensive strength has been completely inverted, giving Kyo the utmost equality in physical attack. This allows her to have a physical strength limit as high as Dai's physical defense limit--which is obviously very staggeringly powerful.
Self-Controlled Muscular Structure: Because of her removal from Daigoro's defense, Kyo is required to be able to defend herself properly. To do this, she is able to completely manipulate each and every one of her body's muscles individually from each other, or as a group. This can allow her to tighten her muscles to a point of stopping low-level attacks, though it is certainly not a great defense on its own.
Enhanced Regeneration: Daigoro Ito has no regeneration factor. Kyo, on the other hand, does--a regeneration on par with that of a mid-level Arrancar, to be precise. This enables her to heal from most wounds within about 3 posts, though anything that threatens her life will take twice as long to heal back.
Reactive Adaptation: In order to cement her presence as a fearless fighter, Kyo has adapted herself to be able to work with any situation--being able to develop and evolve her body no matter what. If she is thrust into fire, her body will develop either a resistance to it, or allow her to manipulate it--it all depends on the situation. Unfortunately, either way she would receive a weakness to the opposite until her adaptation was over. As soon as she returns to a normal situation, her body does the same and reverts to normal.
This form is the base form that Kyo will always remain in, no matter what. Therefore, there is no difference in appearance between Sealed and Altered Joushou.
Infinite Creationism: As her Joushou has no true form, it needs a created medium in order to be able to be used as a weapon. Kyo can use the particles that maneuver around her body in order to create these forms - they'll be crackling with the electricity-like Reiatsu that Kyo has within her body. The weapons can be interchanged within a single post, with no need for cooldown. Each weapon is at the strength of a Zanpakutō or sacred; in fact it can be said that each of these weapons IS Kyo's Sacred.
Depletion Garden; The World Relies On Life: A Reality Marble, similar to that of Vulcan's Forge, which also deals with energy. However, unlike the Vulcan's Forge, the Depletion Garden has a much simpler and far more sinister purport. In an instant, all residual energy is drained from the area, and dispersed outside of the Reality Marble. This forces all that are within the area to fight with their remaining energy, as well as focussing more on physical combat instead. There can be no taking of energy from out of the body, as there is no longer any to use. Kyo is affected as well. This lasts for five posts, however it takes two posts after that for enough useful energy to return to the area.
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Subject Post 3Subject: Re: Daigoro Ito [Approved 0-2++] Sun Jan 13, 2013 6:58 pm
BIRTH TO THREE YEARS OF AGE; "Lone Wolf and Cub” – 1581 to 1584
The first thing that Daigoro remembers is the day that his mother died. It was quite a scene, really. This youngster, barely able to talk and comprehend the world around him, watched his own mother die before his very eyes. He didn't understand it, at first. She was moving, and then she stopped. But it was what had made her stop which caused this child to naively wonder what was going on. There was a large stick poking out of her chest. That wasn't there before. That was a strange thing, long and straight. It was made of a strange grey material, though Daigoro didn't understand that it was wood. This grey material, however, had some strange red splatters on it. And these splatters were coming from his mother. And there was more red liquid coming from her chest. The youth didn't understand the circumstances of this event. He couldn’t comprehend the fact that his mother had just been stabbed in the chest with a spear. But he understood that she couldn't move anymore. And so the child cried. He didn't know why he was crying, but he was crying out for a woman that no longer heard him. And he would continue to cry, until he was picked up by a pair of rough hands, covered in more of the red, sticky substance that had been coming out of his mother. A kind pair of eyes appeared in his vision, and the child recognized his father. That caused the screams to die, and Daigoro could only watch the man's face, breathing slowly and making soft noises.
That was the first thing that Daigoro remembers. His mother's death. And so... when that death happened, Daigoro was put into a pram. Well, it was sort of like a pram. It was more a carriage of some kind. He didn't quite know, but it was large. And it was dark inside, with metal—well, it looked like metal—surrounding him. The young baby reached out a soft hand, and touched the material, recoiling. It felt... cold and heartless. But there was only love in that carriage... because his father had made it to protect him. So the child's naïve mind did not mind this. Because it made him feel safe, and safe was a good feeling. Especially for one who didn't know the feeling of his mother's bosom anymore. This armored carriage was built to protect Daigoro, by his father's love for him. And his father, Ogami, had finally decided to take control of what was to happen. The man held a powerful position within the Shogunate of his day, serving as the Kogi Kaishakunin. That position gave him power as the Shogun's Executioner, and at times, acting Shogun. But then... this event happened. Daigoro's family was killed before his eyes, and Ogami returned to find them all brutally murdered with but the six-month old Daigoro, and the crest of the Shogun in the family shrine. This signified a supposed 'wish' for the death of the Shogun, and Ogami was marked as a traitor, forced to run with Daigoro in this armored carriage. But that was not all that occurred within this massacre. The blood that flew around the room had covered the baby's head, soaking down to the roots. The originally black-haired Daigoro was discovered with a hair of red locks that would just not wash away... Daigoro would forever hold locks of hair that were stained red by the blood of his family.
Six months later, Daigoro was given a choice by his father. Before this child, on the dusty ground, Ogami laid two objects. To the left, he laid a small ball, one with a bell in it; a simple child's toy. On the right, he laid a short-sword, a tanto. One that was just the right size for a child this age. And he gave the boy a choice, to choose either the ball, or the sword. If the child chose the ball, Ogami would end his life then and there, sending Daigoro back to be with his mother in the afterlife. But if Daigoro... was to choose the tanto... then Ogami would raise his son to become a warrior. A ronin, an assassin-for-hire along with his father. The child sat there for five minutes, staring at both the ball and the sword, unconsciously working through it all in his mind. As Ogami watched, Daigoro moved from his sitting position into a crawl. Another thirty seconds dragged by, but the boy continued to crawl along and move towards the tanto, placing his hand onto the hilt and looking up at his father with a pair of innocent and childish eyes. Ogami... couldn't help but burst into tears. For his own son, his own flesh and blood, had both chosen to take up a path alongside his father, but also as a cursed warrior. Daigoro would forever walk the path of blood, taking up arms against those who he called enemies, despite not always wanting to. So Ogami couldn't help but cry bittersweet tears, and hope that this all turned out well in the end. Because if his own son died because of this interest as a warrior, then Ogami would not rest until he had completely paid for it, which would end with his own death.
Thus began his son's training. Even though he was only one year old, Ogami was a harsh teacher before he was a loving father. Knowing that they were on the run meant that Ogami couldn't afford to be soft on this child. The pair travelled by day, following well-used trade routes through well-populated cities. Ogami reasoned that the clan that killed their family wouldn't follow them through populated areas; in fact, he was almost completely right. They didn't strike while they were travelling these well-populated routes. They struck at night, when Ogami was watching over his son. It came quickly, the first blade going to strike down onto Ogami's head. The man used his already-honed senses to react at a high speed, turning around quickly and bringing out his own sword to block the attack. Sparks shone out into the night. Ogami turned sharply, seeing the masked man behind him and thrusting his sword at speed. The man never had the chance to even dodge, as Ogami's dotanuki sword made it's way through flesh and bone, forced out the other side of the man's body and killing him quickly. Daigoro hadn't even woken up, and Ogami returned to his usual watch over his son, keeping a close eye on the boy, but another one over his shoulder. This happened at least once a week, and so Ogami decided to train Daigoro harder, and by the time he was three, Daigoro was able to use his tanto as proficiently as one twenty times his age. But that was the only weapon he could use, and he had been trained to use it as a knife, holding it backhand as he fought practice dummies. Daigoro would adopt this style as his own hand-to-hand and generally bladed combat style over the years.
However, this training time with his father was not to last. For... there was something new on the horizon, by the name of Retsudo Yagyu. This man was the one who had ordered the killing of Ogami's family, and the subsequent framing of Ogami himself. This man was the one who wanted his family to take the power of the Shogun Decapitator; so he could add it to the power of the spy system and official assassins. And this man confronted Ogami and Daigoro over a field of bodies, members of the Yagyu family that had been slaughtered by Ogami himself; Daigoro taking down a few men on his own. Ogami turned to Retsudo in the end, and brought his sword down to attack the man. Their blades clashed loudly, and they fought for an hour together, locked in a dance of death. One seeking vengeance, the other power. Ogami's sword was strong, and his attacks swift, but something happened that he had never counted on happening in his lifetime. The dotanuki sword, the one that had survived a lifetime of battles, finally shattered from fatigue, falling to pieces around Ogami and Retsudo. Ogami's end was swift, despite his attempts to fight with a shattered blade, and his meifumado (“Road to Hell”, a term used for a path taken for revenge) finally ended with his spirit leaving his body in peace. But there was no peace to be seen on the battlefield. For Daigoro, having seen his mother's body slump into nothing two-and-a-half years ago, was now watching his father do the same, with a sword through the stomach. He couldn't contain himself, and through angered tears and roaring shouts, Daigoro picked up a spear on the ground, one that had been left by Retsudo. The young boy rushed over the hill of bodies, through the forest of swords, towards the Giant One that had destroyed the only thing that he'd ever loved. And Retsudo didn't resist. He opened his arms wide. He let Daigoro drive the spear into his body, and then embraced the child, holding the young man, hair stained by his own family's blood. The man wept, and Daigoro wept, burying his face into the dying man's chest, looking for salvation. As he pulled away and opened his eyes, blood-stained tears were the next to drop, falling into the eyes of the child. It is not understood why, but that phenomenon caused his own eyes to be stained red as well, with the blood of his enemies. As Retsudo died, the man's words emanated in Daigoro's head.
”Grandson of my heart.”
THREE YEARS TO EIGHTEEN YEARS; Turning Point 1: “Kanzaki” – 1584 to 1600
The child was found in the midst of the bodies and rubble. They didn't know how he had arrived there, and they weren't sure of exactly why he was in the arms of a man with a spear through his chest. All they saw was this young, red-haired child, crying about the death of these two men beside him. And they could only watch as the boy stood up and walked over to his father, kneeling down beside him and kissing him on the forehead. That's when they stepped forwards and picked up this young boy, giving him love and compassion, something that he had never truly been able to receive since his mother died. His father had tried to give him this as a tool to strengthen his heart, but he had never truly felt it from him, as if there was something missing from it. This was the first time, and Daigoro relished it, holding the elderly man close despite not knowing who he was. The man's name was Oda Kabuto, an old farmer in the poorer regions of Western Japan. He and his wife were infertile, and so to find this abandoned boy was like a dream come true for them. They took him in and began to raise him as if he was one of their own, teaching him how to work around the farm, and the like. This was about the year 1584.
Daigoro became a farm-child, tilling the fields with his new father, and then working around the house with his new mother. Unlike most children who would become lazy, or dislike the work that they were doing, Daigoro relished this. It gave him the chance to learn from his new parents, and the child-of-soaked-blood took every chance he could to learn as much of the language and etiquette of the world from them as possible. Friends of Kabuto and his wife saw Daigoro, and called him “demon” and “oni-spawn”, seeing his red hair and eyes before actually speaking to the rather amicable child. Instead, he was only accepted by his parents, seeking solace in them, learning, trying his hardest to become someone that the public might accept. Despite being hated by everyone, he only wanted to become friendly with them, and try to make some sort of friendship with other villagers. So by the time Daigoro was five years of age, he had become, well, someone who could be respected, as opposed to someone to be feared. This young boy knew how to speak properly to the masses already, and was a charismatic gem.
The years went on, and Daigoro slowly trained himself to become more of a public speaker. He was beginning to understand it now, why the people hated him. And so he decided that he was going to fix it, covering his head up with a wrap when he went to speak, hiding away the red locks that the populace hated him for. As he slowly came to this understanding, he met his first love. Fourteen years old, he was. Fifteen years old, was she. Their eyes met across a table, and they began to converse. It was a simple conversation, at first. They just started talking about random things, and continued to speak to each other. It was as if there was nothing else to it. Daigoro began to do his chores around the farm faster, making sure he got it done so he could meet up with her later in the day, in the town. He didn't know it at the time, but he'd fallen in love with her. When he actually thought it over it seemed strange, but being by her side just felt natural to Daigoro. Although he hadn't originally planned on it, he eventually decided that he would take the farm off his parents when they grew older, and he knew that he needed a wife, someone who could possibly bear children for him. Even though he was only fifteen by this time, he was at that level where he could understand this need, simply because his childhood had ended when he was six months old.
He had planned on proposing to this woman, when he turned eighteen. The relationship between Daigoro Ito and Kanzaki Moui was one that lasted for the entire time, Daigoro courting her when he could, and Kanzaki listening and taking it in her stride. She was, to say the least, in love with him too, and expecting some kind of proposal from the young man. And so it came, Daigoro's eighteenth birthday. It was a day like any other, Daigoro celebrating for a while with his family before taking his leave and travelling to the town to meet up with Kanzaki, whom he was going to propose to that day. The young Blood-Head continued down the path, before feeling a wind blow past him, and a large group of horses trample the earth at his side, knocking him away. Dai was unable to do anything as he flew off the road, blasted by the sheer power that the horses exuded with their wind, landing off the road and sliding a small distance. The horses travelled into the town, and Dai managed to get up, mostly uninjured, and follow along without too much argument with himself as to their reasoning.
He entered the town as he would, and found one of the horsemen locked in an argument with a young woman. Closer inspection revealed the soft features of the woman that he loved, and he couldn't do anything. He couldn't do anything as the bandit picked Kanzaki up. He couldn't do anything as the bandit climbed onto his horse. And he couldn't do anything as they were carried away. He could only watch. He could only watch with a pair of red eyes, brimmed with tears of rage and sadness. This was the first of the “Turning Points” of Daigoro's life, a group of moments that he decided that he needed to change himself and fix a part of his morals and mind. This “Turning Point” was the one that caused Dai to decide that he needed to be stronger. He needed to be strong enough to protect the ones that he loved, and so... he joined the Western Japanese Army, almost immediately finding himself placed under General Mitsunari Ishida, whom he instantly found amazing; swearing full loyalty to the man.
DAIGORO'S DEATH; “Sekigahara” - 1600
And then came the day of truth, the Battle of Sekigahara. This was the decisive battle between the armies of Western Japan, and the armies of Eastern Japan. 21 October, 1600, and Dai was, sadly, on the losing side. With a polearm in one hand, and a shield in the other, Daigoro began to attack as many soldiers as he could, sticking around Ishida and making careful sure that he protected the man. They lay siege to Fushimi Castle on July 19, eventually moving to Sekigahara. Even though the western forces had tremendous tactical advantages, Ieyasu had already contacted many daimyo on the western side, promising them land and leniency after the battle should they switch sides. Notably several western commanders holding key positions were lured over to the Tokugawa cause.
Kikkawa Hiroie and Kobayakawa Hideaki were two such commanders. They were in such positions that if they decided to close in on the eastern forces, they would in fact have Ieyasu surrounded on three sides. However, Kikkawa Hiroie, who was a retainer of the Mori clan, believed that Ieyasu would ultimately be victorious, and made a secret pact to keep his clan out of the combat. Hiroie's troops formed the front lines of the Mori army, which was commanded by his cousin Mori Hidemoto. When Hidemoto decided to attack the Tokugawa forces, Hiroie refused to comply, claiming fogs prevented movement. This in turn prevented the Chosokabe army, which deployed behind the Mori clan, from attacking. Even though Kobayakawa had responded to Ieyasu's call, in the actual battle he was hesitant and remained neutral. As the battle grew more intense, Ieyasu finally ordered arquebusiers to fire at Kobayakawa's position on Mount Matsuo in order to force Kobayakawa to make his choice. At that point Kobayakawa joined the battle on the eastern side. His forces assaulted Yoshitsugu's position, which quickly fell apart as he was already engaging Tōdō Takatora's forces. Seeing this as an act of treachery, western generals such as Wakisaka Yasuharu, Ogawa Suketada, Akaza Naoyasu, and Kutsuki Mototsuna immediately switched sides, turning the tide of battle. The western forces disintegrated afterwards, and the commanders scattered and fled. Some, like Ukita Hideie managed to escape. Many others did not. Shima Sakon was shot and wounded by a round from an arquebus and Ōtani Yoshitsugu committed suicide. Mitsunari, Yukinaga and Ekei were some of those who were captured and a few, like Mōri Terumoto and Shimazu Yoshihiro were able to return to their home provinces. Mitsunari himself would be executed. Daigoro... died in this battle. Even as the fight went on, he soaked the earth with the blood of several enemies; but there was too much for him. His blade struck and struck again, but he was finally wounded by a sword to the chest, a single slash knocking the redhead back. He tried to strike back at the one who had wounded him, but another polearm was driven into his stomach. Daigoro attempted to struggle, but he couldn't do anything, as his vision faded into nothing. Nothing... nothing... no...thin...g...
TIME AS A SOUL/RUKONGAI; ”His Father's Son” – 1600 to 1800
Daigoro never really spent much time as a soul. When he died, his chain of fate was instantly severed, and Daigoro was left without the chance to return to his human body. He wandered the battlefield of the dead for about an hour, watching the events that transpired just after his death, and the subsequent capture of Ishida. His red eyes locked onto a figure in black approaching him, his red eyes staring at the figure that was appearing. He stepped back slightly and placed a hand on where his polearm would've been, realizing that now he was dead, he didn't hold his weapon anymore. The figure approached closer, and Daigoro took another step back, staring at the Shinigami without realizing exactly what it was. He was instead prepared to run away, obviously worried that this mysterious figure might be here to do something that he particularly didn't need. But... he couldn't move.
The frightened redhead was glued to the spot, staring at the spot where the figure clad in black was walking towards him. His lips, quivering at speed, slowly opened, and he tried to let out a scared cry. But no sound left his lips, and all that was left to happen was for Daigoro to watch as the grey-haired man finally made it to him and stood right in front of him. At that point, the entire world around Daigoro and this man stopped. There was nothing but silence surrounding them, and Daigoro could only watch. The Shinigami's hand raised into the air with the sword in his hand being slowly drawn, and that man spoke three words to our redhead. ”Rest in peace.” He brought down the sword quickly, and the end touched itself into Dai's forehead, the Soul Rest complete. Daigoro felt himself grow light and disappear... and he was scared for his life. He tried to resist this feeling, even though it felt good. He struggled for a period that felt like forever, and when he finally came to and stopped his resistance... he woke up in Soul Society, in the 72nd District of Rukongai.
Being the son of a disgraced Samurai seemed to have a rather difficult bearing on Daigoro's placement into Rukongai, and because he had died the way he had, he wasn't exactly respected. For someone who had simply died in battle protecting the one that he was loyal to, to find himself among cut-throats, and people who died as criminals on death row, intimidated him. Although he was “Blood-Head” by name to these men, he could never relate to them. As such, he was always at the bottom end of the food chain, finding himself as the first and last one to be hassled for favors and the like, yet never being truly repaid for his services in return. In fact, he almost always paid for things in blood as well. Daigoro was discovered as the 'target' of the rage of a lot of the citizens. As such, there was not a day that went by where Dai wasn't beaten, bloody or bruised from some form of abuse. So he started to assume that this was... the right way to live. His mind slowly became geared to killing, and he started to follow his “Path of Blood” once more.
He took up the blade, and started to kill for survival. No matter what occurred, his blade would whistle, and their heads would fall to the ground. Daigoro chose to forgo all emotions, and just let himself kill, and kill, and kill. And he enjoyed it. Each kill brought him more pleasure, and each cut just made him all the more ready to continue his killing streak. His blade sang spades to him, and this was the birth of “He-Who-Is-Covered-In-Blood.” It is claimed that, during this time, Daigoro lost himself to the winds forever, however... that is only part of the truth. For “He-Who-Is-Covered-In-Blood” was hidden within his mind the entire time, Daigoro finally managing to get a hold of it, calling it “FeralMind”. He himself didn't truly understand this entity that he was, but he was making damn sure that he learned how to understand it, so help him god. One of his more notable periods as “He-Who-Is-Covered-In-Blood” was during the end of the Kaiesho Gang, however that will be explained more later.
After the Kaiesho Gang massacre, Daigoro realized that there was something wrong with the way that he was living his life right now. Despite his best intentions, the Path of Blood followed him everywhere, and he couldn't avoid it like he thought he was. There came a time when he decided that this wasn't worth it, and upon discovering his own spiritual energy, Daigoro Ito immediately travelled to the Seireitei. He walked throughout Rukongai, looking for the way to get in, and a way to become something that he had only heard stories about: The defenders of the peace, the destroyers of evil, the Soul Reapers, the Shinigami of Soul Society. He wanted to join their ranks, he wanted to become one of them, in hopes that maybe, just maybe, he'd be able to find a way to resist the FeralMind while in them. It took him two-hundred years to realize this fact, but when he did, he wouldn't stop pursuing it until he either got it... or died trying...
”Haaah... Haaah...” Small and ragged breaths left the mouth of the red-haired soul, as he slowly re-drew the blade from the sheath beside him. He gave a small, slightly cruel smile, staring through the window of the house as he watched the people within. They were going about their daily lives, unaware of the truth that lay outside. If one were to look behind Him, they would be able to see it: There were bodies everywhere, and none of them seemed to have had a chance. One man was laying on the ground, pieces of his fingers sliced to bits, his throat slit and blood covering the grass beneath him. The woman that had been standing next to him hadn't fared well either, she had been the first to die, and yet the least gruesome of the group. But, by far the worst body of the lot lay in the very centre of the small garden. At least, part of it did. It's stomach did, and an unrecognisable and bloody head was stuck on a nearby tree-branch, the flesh of the face literally ripped off, revealing the muscle and bone beneath. A short distance away, a single leg. On the top of the wall, half of a hand. This was all due to the work of a single man, one who didn't seem to fall to attacks, simply moving between them and cutting them down, one at a time.
And now... this figure, this lone figure with the blood-stained hair and clothing watched closely through the window, staring at these people with a feral grin on his face. Oh? There was someone walking towards the door; most likely to walk out and tell these 'people' something. He looked at them carefully. They were a female. This woman was of rather short stature, but there was a look of strength in her eyes. She must have been a mother, she must have had children. Yes... that would be true. The hand on her stomach, it denoted pregnancy. That meant that there were two lives walking out of that house... the blade was raised to a mouth, and a tongue ran down the edge. Two lives to destroy. He started to stalk her, moving silently to the door where she'd be coming out, hiding behind a wall and watching, listening, waiting. Footsteps, and then the sound of an opening door. The footsteps began again, and then:
”Hey, guys! Come, dinner is rea--” She never got the chance to finish her statement. Even as she had started speaking, He had emerged and made his way behind her, grabbing her chest with one arm, and placing his other, gleefully-shaking hand over her mouth. The red eyes were wild, and He dragged the woman away, far from the door, and towards the window where he had been looking through before. His hand that had been around her chest went to her hair, and he thrust her against the wall, forcing her to stare through the window with a contorted and ugly grin. He let her stare for a few seconds, before leaning in and whispering silky-smooth words into her ear.
”You know... they're going to start wondering where you are, soon enough.” Small whimpers of pain came from the mouth behind his hand, but he didn't pay any heed to it, still speaking into her ear and staring through the window, ”They'll come out here, and see my... works. Yes, yes, my works. And when they see my works, they'll be so happy, that they'll just shout with glee.” He was careful not to raise his voice, lest the people within the house heard him. Instead, he let go of her hair and picked the blade up from the ground. He slowly raised it to her neck, feeling her pulse quicken and her breathing rapidly increase. She was scared, that was good. The man put a leg over her back, straddling her and holding the blade closer, pushing the edge against the flesh of her throat. The blade pressed into the skin and started to draw a small amount of blood that ran down the blade. He cackled softly, bringing it in closer and drawing more blood, inciting whimpers of pain from the woman that he hadn't heard before.
”It'll all be over... in a second.” He dug the blade in deep and drew it across at speed, slitting her throat with ease. Her body slumped to the ground, and He raised his hand up into the air, staring at the blood that was staining his hand with sticky liquid. He brought the hand in closer and ran a sharp-looking tongue down the flesh of his hand, lapping up the blood with a sultry smile on his face and shuddering from the taste. Blood, blood, glorious blood... just the taste of it, the feel of it would cause him to almost ejaculate. The idea of killing made him feel that good inside, and he would relish it to it's full extent.
Because he'd been so focussed on enjoying himself with this kill, he hadn't been looking through the window. No, he hadn't. And because of this, when he finally heard the shout of the men staring out the door, he could only recoil. Why had “He-Who-Is-Covered-In-Blood” no thought of this? Because that was the weakness that this personality carried. And so “He-Who-Is-Covered-In-Blood” found himself facing up against multiple people. And unlike the ones before, these men were far more skilled with weapons. And as he raised the blade to his mouth and ran a long and snaking tongue down the sharp edge, they began to run at him, swords in the air.
The first one fell almost immediately. His blade hadn't even unsheathed and the man had fell. “He-Who-Is-Covered-In-Blood” had lunged forwards and plunged the sword into his stomach and twisted it, before pulling it out and turning to the side, slicing at the throat of another man and cutting through it, watching him hold his throat and gurgle blood for but a second. The sword slicing through the air made noise, alerting him to the approaching blade. He ducked in a sudden, sliding on the balls of his feet and bringing the tanto around, cutting through the leg and causing him to lose balance on that leg and tumble forwards. “He-Who-Is-Covered-In-Blood” reacted instantly and drew the blade out and forwards, plunging it into the man's eye and piercing his brain. He held it there for but a second before slowly drawing the blade out and letting the man fall to the ground. His mouth opened a mite, and he suddenly threw his head back with a pair of fiery eyes, laughing with maniacal glee.
Ten minutes of laughing and screaming later, and the blade of “He-Who-Is-Covered-In-Blood” was finally resheathed. He gave a gleeful chuckle and wiped the blade on the clothing of one of the deceased, sliding it into the sheath and cackling while looking over the dead. He bowed his head for a single second, and then looked back and and ran off into the distance, trying his hardest to avoid anyone that he could or would find. He would wake up in the morning with few memories of this, but the memories that he did have, he would use to push that entity away into the recesses of his mind...
THE SHINIGAMI ACADEMY; ”Wall of Iron” – 1800 to 1806
He applied to the Shinigami Academy, this random young soul from Rukongai. He was unconfident, unsure of himself, and scared of the FeralMind possibly returning at the wrong time. But they didn't see that, as Daigoro had thrown up his own barrier, one of nonchalance and safety. This was the time that he really began to become one who was seemingly uncaring while still caring completely, and it got him through and into the Academy. From there, Daigoro's already-honed skills with the blade proved useful. As his skills grew with the blade, he found himself both welcomed and alienated by his own right. Daigoro, although popular, chose the silence of the world over the chatter of others for self-training.
However, it was here that Daigoro discovered his weakness. It was quite a large weakness, too. Even with months' worth of practice, Daigoro couldn't get Kidō. His attempt at the simplest spells left him with either a burnt hand or a burnt something else, and he would always miss the target when he succeeded in actually firing the Kidō without it exploding in his face. It got to the point where it was more of a frustration than anything, at least for Dai and his teachers. As the weeks went on, Daigoro slowly lost his will to continue Kidō, despite being able to perform the basics now. So he started to skip these classes, taking this chance to practice the one thing that he had discovered that he could do well.
Shunpo. Daigoro began to learn Shunpo. He found that he had talent in this, it seemed. Whenever he started to move faster, he felt himself just melt away into nothingness, and travelling at this speed was something he loved. Because of this, while the other students were in their Kidō lessons, Daigoro skipped and went to practice his Shunpo. At the start of all of this, his teachers looked down on him for this, tut-tutting and telling him that he'd never get anywhere from this style of learning. He ignored them, instead choosing to let himself continue practicing, and they eventually just stopped caring for his disdain for Kidō. As he continued to learn... he quite often found himself running into walls, and trees, and everything else under the sun. He didn't know it at the time, but the pain and injury on his body was slowly growing lower, and lower, to a point where he'd be able to run into a tree and simply continue onwards, unfazed.
For some reason, while he was in the Shinigami Academy, Daigoro had nothing to worry about when it came to the FeralMind. It never appeared while he was training, and it never appeared at any points of heavy emotion for him. He relished this entire time, and yet it eventually came to pass that he would actually have to leave the Academy at some point. No mater how much he loved it there... He finally graduated. When asked if he had a preference, he chose the Second Division. It was a rash, not really well-thought-out choice, and one that was ever-so-slightly perpetuated by the FeralMind's affect on his rational thinking. The fact that the Second Division was a Division of assassins and murderers was something that “He-Who-Is-Covered-In-Blood” wanted. That very fact caused him to take his place among the Second Division and it's assassins; Daigoro decided that he didn't mind this, at least for now.
DISCOVERY OF SHIKAI; ”Kiba Ookami” - 1824
It had spoken to him, it had been for a few days now. The redheaded Shinigami closed his eyes and gritted his teeth, trying to understand the strange voice that was coming from his sword. He slowly drew it from the sheath, sliding the blade out onto his hands, staring at the tanto with a pair of confused, and yet longing eyes. This blade... this white-hilted blade. He loved it. He loved the feeling of it in his hands. He couldn't bear to be apart from it. Was this...
”...the meaning of the Zanpakutō?” Daigoro raised the blade off of his hand and pointed it in front of his face, staring down to the end of the blade and keeping a careful eye on the sword as he did so. He smiled softly and took a few cautious steps forwards, still looking down the blade, watching a tree that was in front of him. His black Shinigami's uniform was hot and heavy, and the sun beat down on him without relenting, but still he stared. Still he continued.
Hello. AH! Daigoro jumped back, red eyes widening in shock from the sudden voice that came from the blade. He shook his head, trying to stop himself from having thoughts of possible possession of the blade by some strange other spirit, completely forgetting the basic explanation of a Zanpakutō. A Zanpakutō was something with a spirit within, a weapon with a spirit that was infinitely connected to the Shinigami. As he thought more on this, he spoke quietly.
”H-hello...” He almost felt a kind and benevolent energy come from the sword, and the voice spoke up again.
That's the first time you've ever replied to me, Ito. EH?! He... he knew his name?
”I haven't even told you my name... how do you know?” His heart was beating at a rate that he'd never felt it beat before. His eyes were wider than before, and he was hurriedly considering each and every possibility. If his Zanpakutō knew his name...
Heh, I've been with you for a long time, my friend. I should know your name by now...
”Then why... don't I know your's?” He was confused about that, to be honest. He had always been told that once a Shinigami knew his Zanpakutō's name, then they had access to the abilities of Shikai. But where was his Shikai, that was the thing. Daigoro shook his head and thought it through some more, before hearing the soft tones of the wolf in his Zanpakutō.
You don't? I thought you already did... Daigoro. Strange. The simple motion of speaking his name caused him to jump backwards slightly, thinking more on this, wondering what had happened to cause him to jump like that. But... he could only smile as he thought it over. He really had known all along, hadn't he? That smile crept onto his face from nowhere, and he looked down, letting a small chuckle leave his throat as the realization followed. His finger slid down the blade of the Zanpakutō, and he quietly spoke three words, leaving all the conviction that he could within the syllables that he spoke.
”Hitokuchi, Kiba Ookami.”
RECRUITMENT INTO THE KOKURYUTESHI; ”Zefonse” – 1856
Despite his enjoyment of the life that he had made within the Gotei 13, Daigoro found something lacking. He loved working for the Shinigami, but he couldn't understand their morals. For some reason, he couldn't bring himself to serve them in the same way that he thought that he'd be able to, maybe it was to do with the clash of his morals and with theirs? The redhead had pondered this often, and finally understood what it was...
”If we wish to destroy the Arrancar... we must destroy the Hollow. If we wish to destroy the Hollow... we must destroy the humans. If we destroy the humans... that would be the end of the Shinigami. I cannot find myself following such a foolish moral completely.”
That one statement, that one affirmation. That was the thing that changed Daigoro's loyalties forever. When Daigoro was sent out on a patrol at one time, he found himself confronted by an Arrancar. Although most Shinigami would immediately draw their Zanpakutō and attack, Daigoro didn't. He simply spoke with the man, and they started talking. It took a while, but they started to bond. Daigoro didn't know why, but he rather liked this man, who introduced himself as 'Zefonse Kaizme'. After a while, Zefonse revealed his position. He explained the “Kokuryuteshi”, and their ideals. Daigoro... preferred this. He really did, and so he asked if he could join, but with a catch. He wanted to remain within the Gotei 13, and to see if he could coordinate his movements with them. And from then on, Daigoro was recruited into the Kokuryuteshi, working under the Stone Cross.[/font]
DISCOVERY OF BANKAI; ”Two becomes Three” – 1961
"No need for formalities. Dai laughed. He liked Zefonse - the man really tried when it came to his emotions, and he appreciated that.
"Fine, I won't be so formal with you, si-- Zefonse." He listened more to him, and blinked a couple of times at his explanation of Bankai, his opinion being slightly swayed by this idealism. He looked down at the blade and blinked.
"Two becomes three... Two... becomes... three?" He looked slightly confused at this man's cryptic message. His eyes looked over the sword, and flicked it down by his side once again, in a way that would normally release it.
"Ookami..." He looked up at Zefonse and nodded, understanding. He'd always heard that there was something else within a bankai, and all of his training up until this point may finally be what he needed.
I think I understand, Ookami.
I think you do, too... Because I do not govern your bankai.
Wh-what? The redhead was now surprised beyond belief. There was... another spirit? What?
No. Discover. Dai expected that. He looked up at Zefonse, his conversation over, and smiled.
"I may need some help for this... I've been told you learn best in battle, so..." He drew his blade into the air, and tilted his head to the side.
"I'd appreciate it if... you'd help. Please." This power... it may be the one thing that would help him defend those he cared about.
The Arrancar stepped forwards. Daigoro blinked, and stepped back slightly, eyes narrowing slightly. Why was he losing resolve? He needed to take the initiative - the redheaded Shinigami was tentative, that was for sure. Had he made a rash decision? Had he made a stupid mistake, just for wanting power? No... no he hadn't.
The redhead looked at the ground, and began to shake slightly. He looked up at Zefonse, a new resolve burning in his eyes. He took a pose, and suddenly flash-stepped in a direct attack for the man with the crossed swords. Even if his direct attack failed, he'd be able to work out some strategy with this guy.
His blades clashed on the crossed swords, and Daigoro jumped back, sliding across the ground. Failed... Ah, well. Time to try again. He grinned, and pushed off the ground, moving to the man's side. Pity he had no Kidō to use, but he'd have to sit with his own physical abilities...
"Yes. Let's." Daigoro shouted out, and started to run towards Zefonse. He neared the man, pulled back his Zanpakutō to strike, and suddenly flash-stepped behind him, pulling out his elbow and trying to force it into his back. As soon as he had done that, he turned on his feet, and tried to sweep him off his feet.
He then jumped back, and flipped onto one hand, staring at the man carefully. His eyes narrowed once more, and he suddenly moved forwards to attack once again, only being met by blades. He grimaced, and jumped back. He wasn't getting through! He knew that Zefonse was better than him, and that was a pressing fact... But still! He should at least be able to hit the guy once!
He stood up straight, watching for any openings. Seeing none, he just decided to try again.
"Hyaaaah!" A quick-step, and a flash-step. He stopped next to the man, and threw out an arm in a wild attack... Could he do it? He couldn't feel anything... Because the Arrancar wasn't there! Dai fell forwards, and onto his knees. His eyes narrowed, and he looked up at Zefonse.
"I... I can't..." He was powerless to do anything.
Daigoro. Another voice.
Daigoro. Why do you seek power?
To protect those who cannot protect themselves.
Do you seek all-encompassing strength?
No. Just power to protect.
Two becomes three... Remember that.
Who... who are you? Silence. Daigoro looked up. He knew what to do. He stepped up, and went on another assault. He had to work it out!
"Show me that soul of yours!"
What soul? He had one. He was one. He stood up. Started to run, and straight at Zefonse. He was truly determined to earn it. He'd been training for fifty years. Bankai was something that he truly desired, a power that he hoped would be a force of protection like his Shikai.
"Come on Ookami!"
I'm not Ookami. That voice again. As Daigoro moved, he found his body running on autopilot.
Fenrir. I am the ruler of your bankai. I can see your desire.
Protection. I know you can see it now. I believe... that I shall leave it up to you. Daigoro's mind snapped back to reality, and he found himself flying back, after bouncing off Zefonse's defenses. He stood up, and grinned.
"I know what to do. I know how to finish this. I KNOW IT NOW!" The shout was loud and clear - he had been given the power. He stood up straighter, and quickly moved his blade up in front of his face, pointing the sharp end to one side, and the blunt to his right. He grinned, and flicked it down to his side, releasing the words that he had always wanted to use.
"Ban...kai!" The blade suddenly quadrupled in length, having not previously been released. This expansion created a large cone of Reiatsu, which covered Daigoro, bleaching his uniform white. He grinned widely, and suddenly looked behind him, seeing the gigantic wolf standing behind him...
"Woah..." Suddenly the new voice crossed his mind once more.
So, what is my name? Daigoro grinned, turning back to Zefonse.
DAIGORO'S SEALING AND SECOND LOVE; Turning Point 2: “Kameko” – 2012
After some time in the Kokuryuteshi, Daigoro found himself sealed. He didn't understand what had happened, but he had woken up in the Second Division barracks without any real memories, just empty space where his mind should be. The redhead stood up from his bed and looked around, before wandering out into the Seireitei. He didn't quite know where to be going, he just knew that he was going in a general direction, and eventually opened a gate into the real world. This wasn't long after Kin's defeat at the hands of the “good” side, and they had sealed his bankai abilities away, along with his memories, in case he used his bankai against them, and with the hope that he could be a sleeper agent in the future to come.
And on this day, he stepped into the real world, in a small village on the outskirts of Tokyo. He slowly wandered through the village centre, looking around for something, anything. He just wanted to fill this void that he had in the back of his mind. And then... their eyes locked across the crowd, in the way that he had when he was younger. Golden eyes met red, and Daigoro was immediately entranced by this woman. He turned towards her and stepped forwards, walking towards her with a small and kind smile on his face. She had noticed him, and walked towards him as well.
This woman had introduced herself as Kameko, and he introduced himself as “Daigoro”, not thinking to give her his last name. They started to talk. It was just casual conversation, as with everything in Daigoro's past, and yet something just... clicked. As the hours went by, they talked, and talked, and talked. And they didn't stop, until Daigoro noticed that it was dark around them. They agreed to meet up the next day, same time, same place, and parted ways.
For the next few weeks, they met up at the same time. They continued to speak with each other, exchanging stories, and telling tales, and Daigoro eventually found himself doing something he'd never expected; falling in love. He was deeply, and madly, in love with Kameko. But... he couldn't completely hold onto her. No matter how much he felt for her, he... he... he feared the FeralMind too much. He couldn't let himself fall completely in love with her, and he was always sort of detached. But because of this, Daigoro's mind was telling him that she was going to end up hating him. Despite everything... his mind was telling him this, and he hated it. And whenever they met, he felt this foreboding feeling. And this foreboding feeling was obvious in his actions...
But he persevered, and on the fifteenth day, Daigoro spoke the words that would always be engraved in the back of his mind:
“There comes a time in your life when you realize who really matters, who never did, and who always will.”
They agreed to meet again the next day, and Daigoro left with a feeling in his gut. A feeling that he'd have to tell her the truth the next day. That he couldn't be with her. Because... he needed to protect her from himself. He couldn't let “He-Who-Is-Covered-In-Blood” be the end of what they had. He needed to detach. He needed to, he needed to, he needed to!
And then it happened. Kameko... left. Well, it wasn't quite like that. She just didn't arrive at their meeting place. Daigoro was slightly confused, to be honest. Why had she not come back? Did she know that he was going to release this secret? Had she decided to jump ship? Did she... hate him? Daigoro had to find out. So he returned the next day, and the day after that. And for almost three weeks, he returned on each and every day in order to see if Kameko had returned. But on the twenty-first day, he was withheld. His travels to the real world had been noted, and he was held back within Soul Society, unable to escape to the real world, not knowing that she had finally returned, on that day.
So when he finally returned to the meeting spot... he couldn't find her. He wanted to seek her out, and he had to find this woman. For wanting to keep her safe from the FeralMind for so long, he now found himself pining for her, and began to search.
And so he searched. For 150 years, even through everything that occurred, he searched. After 150 years... he just gave up, and started to convince himself that he didn't care anymore. If he convinced himself of that... maybe it wouldn't hurt like it did...
This is known as a “Turning Point” of Daigoro's life, because it gave him a wish to not only protect others, but to try and fight this fear of himself. It also put his mind into the position of where he was able to convince himself that he was not in pain, no matter who asked.
After losing Kameko, Daigoro began to feel his emotions travelling out of control. The woman that had given him purpose, and a reason to retain his sanity, was now gone, and he was left with that emptiness that he couldn't replace after the Kokuryuteshi sealing. His feet took him around the country, wandering, killing Hollow, not really stopping. As the Vice Captain of the Second Division, he focussed on his duties, but he also started to lose sight of himself. This... was a bad thing. This was a bad thing, indeed. Because as Daigoro lost himself, the FeralMind started to find him. He had stepped away from the path that he had forged for himself, and the FeralMind took control.
It took control in the middle of a small city, and Daigoro just... snapped. The FeralMind took control with the fury of hundreds of years of killing intent. The citizens had no chance, and “He-Who-Is-Covered-In-Blood” just killed and killed and killed. Blood filled the streets. Body parts littered the earth. Screams resounded within the city. And yet... nobody came to the assistance of the people. “He-Who-Is-Covered-In-Blood” was loving this, and just continued to kill, his blade soaked in blood, dripping down from a standing position. He took another step in order to kill another citizen, and...
NO! “He-Who-Is-Covered-In-Blood” just stopped, trying to force the foreign body out of it's system. It was almost as if something had taken control of this feral creature's body, and it was rejecting whatever that control was. Of course... it was the original owner of the body, Daigoro himself. He had managed to awaken within this form and try and take control back, attempting with every ounce of his bodily strength to force the FeralMind back within his own mind, but somehow... he managed to succeed in doing the opposite. As Daigoro's own will pushed, the FeralMind found itself encompassed, and went the only way it felt that it could; out. And as it escaped from Daigoro's body, it was split off into the form that it is seen with now, the pale skin, golden eyes form. It stared at Daigoro through hungry and murderous eyes, watching for it's prey to move. Daigoro stepped back, his eyes widened at the scene before him.
”Y...you...” He shook his head a few times, making sure that what he was seeing was true. This was the real thing, wasn't it? That was the FeralMind, in flesh and blood, outside of Dai's body. Did that make him... incomplete? Dai looked down at his body, seeing that there was something missing. It wasn't visible, but he could feel it. It was... the redhead shook his head and looked back up at the FeralMind. That was what he never wanted to be. That was what he had to destroy, no matter what. And so... Daigoro held out his Zanpakutō and attacked, slicing through the FeralMind's chest with a rage-fuelled cry, creating a large cut across the flesh and clothing. All of a sudden, Dai took in a sharp gasp of breath as a similar cut streaked across his own chest. His eyes widened and he looked down, wondering... no... nononononononono!
”You figured it out, right?” Red eyes met gold as Dai's head snapped up in fear, locking his gaze in with the FeralMind, the thing that could not exist in this world. He'd... ”I'm you, and you're me. So... if I die... guess what?” A sudden grin. The FeralMind lunged forwards, attacking Dai with every iota of strength that it had. He held up his blade, parrying each of the attacks with as much energy as he could muster. But it wasn't working. As the pair skirmished in the middle of the blood-soaked street, Daigoro knew that he didn't stand a chance. Without the FeralMind, he was incomplete. His defense was incomplete, his strength... everything. Even his mind. He had to accept it, but in a different way. Because... it was not the true Daigoro. It may have been “He-Who-Is-Covered-In-Blood”, but it was not what Daigoro saw himself as. That was a fake, and so Dai... would destroy that fake! He lunged forwards, and plunged his blade into the man's stomach, just as the similar blade went into his own.
”Heh... heh... heh... You f-fool...” Dai shook his head and smiled. Nope. He let go of his Zanpakutō and reached out, gripping the FeralMind's shoulders and dragging it in closer to him, taking it in an embrace and forcing it as close as he could to his body, using his own Reiatsu to mingle with, and return, the FeralMind in with his body. ”It isn't over... Ito...” Dai only smiled at this.
”I know. Trust me, I know...”
RETURN TO THE KOKURYUTESHI AND SUBSEQUENT DESERTION; “Kanki Okami” – 2410 to 2411
It had finally happened. Kin had returned from the world of the 'dead', and the Kokuryuteshi had finally be rebuilt. Daigoro didn't know, of course, what his purpose had been, but as he met Zefonse in Soul Society, he began to discover his original purpose. The man, who had spent the past four-hundred years battling with his own identity, was finally finding his place in the world again, and when a small attack on Soul Society occurred, Zefonse confronted him with the truth about his identity... and Daigoro took it in his stride. Because... he knew that was what he truly was, and the hole that had been within his heart all these years was finally filled.
Dai went down onto his knees, feeling a strange familiarity about those words, yet not understanding why.
He closed his eyes, and shouted out slightly.
What was this pain he felt inside? No, it wasn't pain. It was energy. The redheaded Shinigami got to his feet, and felt the seal on his right hand shatter below the Glaive.
That was all it needed, and Dai's power coursed out from his body, his Reiatsu increasing in size until it was on par with a high-level Captain's. He stood calmly there, and walked inside the bounds of the halberds, before pulling out a small card and forcing it into the slot on the back of his Glaive.
"Execute!" The card went into the Glaive, and had the kanji on the outside read by scanners in the Glaive, that created a small pool of energy at the tip of Dai's fingers.
"Glaive Seal: Arc Lightning!" He fired the lightning in a way all-too-similar to that of Byakurai, causing it to hit the nearest halberd, and arc between the four, creating a barrier of lightning around them. Anybody who touched it, would most likely be shocked by it. Not injured, just shocked. Dai sighed, glad that he would be limiting the damage, before walking over to Zefonse.
"So. Kin. He's back, is he?" The redhead tilted his head to the side inquiringly, before shaking his head softly.
"Y'know, I'm not going to be able to secede my loyalty to the Gotei 13 that easily. I was a full-time member for 400 years." A lot of his memories had finally returned! That blank spot in his mind, the one he had always dreamed of filling... it was finally full. Hs sighed, and turned towards the other three. It appeared that the Demon and the Vizard were at war with each other, while the Captain was standing behind a wall of crystals. She felt weaker than he did, strangely enough. But that Demon...
The redhead shuddered at the power he felt from her. She was far superior to any of them, even Zefonse. He thought for a second, and put a hand on his old friend's shoulder.
"You're still stronger than me., but I want to test out my abilities. Please step back, old friend." Dai shook his head, and then looked at the wall of crystal. "I'll take on the Captain." He stepped forwards, and the flash-stepped to the top of the wall of crystal - via the use of Reiatsu platforms - looking straight at the woman.
"Your opponent has changed. Due to circumstances, I can no longer call myself a Shinigami of the Gotei 13. I don't want to fight, but I need to test out this new strength. I won't kill you - I won't harm you any more than I need to. Will you spar with me? That's all I ask of you..." He looked down at the distance above the ground he was.
"Uh... Let's do this... on solid ground... Please?"
That was it. The redhead had finally regained his purpose... or had he?
He tried. He really did. He honestly really wanted it to work out. But... he couldn't do it. He saw what the Kokuryuteshi were doing, and although he agreed with their wishes for peace, he couldn't see them going like this. He just couldn't take it anymore, and left. He didn't tell anyone, save for Zefonse, admitting it to the Arrancar the day before. He hoped that Zefonse would keep his intentions a secret. Dai... didn't want enemies. But he couldn't not have them, the way that he was going. And so he went into hiding, within the realms of the Material World. He hid within Karakura and lived as a freelancer, nobody's ally, but nobody's enemy, either. Yet... he still couldn't help but feel empty.
For someone with nothing to protect tries to protect everything. But if you have nothing to lose, then what is there to give to the people?
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Subject Post 4Subject: Re: Daigoro Ito [Approved 0-2++] Mon Jan 14, 2013 8:34 pm
Appropriate Age [X]
Appearance Present [X]
Appearance Described in Appropriate Length OR Picture is Visible [X]
Appearance is Not Claimed [X]
10 sentences for personality [X]
History is of appropriate length [X]
Powers are not Godmod/Overpowered [O]
Powers are described reasonably enough [O]
Application/RP Sample is not in First Person [X]
Skills are not filled in (Omit if a Hollow)[X]
RP Sample Present (Omit if this is not the first character) [X]
RP Sample is 10 sentences [X]
Absolute Territory: The only thing I really have an issue is the AT thing. Since Dai's whole thing is defense, I'd feel better about it if it was extremely hard to break down, but not unstoppable or impossible. This is because I was trying to crack down a bit on things like that from the canon (like those Kidō spells), and it kind of felt like that. So, if you can work it, this should be corrected to be very difficult for a being to break and would not be a walk in the park by any means.
Tier: 0-2++ when fixed.
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Subject Post 5Subject: Re: Daigoro Ito [Approved 0-2++] Tue Jan 15, 2013 2:56 am
Modified it. Changed it so that it can be broken into with a lot of general attacks, but it still can't be destroyed or otherwise warped by anything reality-breaking. To put it into perspective; even Truth wouldn't be able to modify it with his abilities, nor could Okabe. In all honesty, it's really only a last-resort, since once it's up Dai can't bring it down until it runs out of time, and he loses access to every other ability as well, save for maybe Galatine. But yeah. Modified.
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Subject Post 6Subject: Re: Daigoro Ito [Approved 0-2++] Tue Jan 15, 2013 11:44 am
Everything Looks Good
Yea, I understand how it's gonna be used. And from the modifications, everything looks about right. I was just talking about in general it should probably take some sort of physical strength in order to break through it or some serious firepower. You can also probably keep the fact that it can't be touched by reality-warping or stuff like that, I don't have a problem with that. It's just the unbreakable thing that rubbed me off the wrong way.
In any case, with that cleared, I'll be giving this application my approval and boosting his tier to 0-2++ and moving him into approved Sugiura. Congrats mate.
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Subject Post 7Subject: Re: Daigoro Ito [Approved 0-2++] Mon Apr 22, 2013 7:02 pm