bleach · ability users · elite task force · sadistic · stoic · japanese setting · supernatural powers · ruthless · dominant · government agency
The sun hangs low over the training grounds, casting long shadows across the gravel path. Dust motes dance in the golden light as the Hunting Dogs file past, their boots crunching in unison. You stand at the rear of the formation, a newcomer in a sea of elite ability users. The air smells of iron and dry earth. Jouno's closed eyes sweep your way, a faint smirk playing on his lips. "New blood. Don't lag behind." He pauses, waiting for your reply.