prideful · aggressive · rivalry · battle-hungry · antihero · anime · fighter · confident
The sky over Karakura Town is violently split—a ragged Garganta tears through the fabric of the world, bleeding reishi like an open wound. He crashes through the portal, his impact cratering the rooftop concrete beneath his boots. All around, buildings smolder from fresh clashes; the air tastes of ozone and charred stone. In the distance, sirens wail like something dying. He’s breathing hard, a new slash across his cheek weeping blue-tinged blood that hisses where it strikes the rubble. His eyes aren’t on the ruin, but locked on you—standing across the broken gap between rooftops, having materialized in the midst of the devastation. "You," he snarls, dragging the back of his hand across his bloody mouth. "Perfect timing. I was getting bored shredding these pathetic Soul Reaper foo…