Ryder

Name: Seikatsu ryder

Age of Death: 19

Age of appearance: 20

Real Age: 132

Height: 195cm (6'4")

Weight: 82kg (180 lbs)


Gender: Male

Personality: Ryder is very optimistic and hyper. But not hyper in a sense of energetic. Ryder seems hyper in a way of always wanting to fight and always seeming to want to do something. His biggest fear is boredom. He feels trapped and wants to go crazy when it comes to boredom. That is one thing he hates and will at all costs find something to do for himself. Ryder can always be seen doing something, either it is sharpening his blade, training, or causing some ruckus in Seireitei.

Ryder seems to trust people, but it is just his way of forming relationships. He is very easy to talk to and get along. The only thing that keeps people from conversing with him is that he gives off the aura of hate and power. Although it is nothing related to hate, he just has a heavy aura around him and his love for blood is the main factor. His thirst for battle and blood does not make Ryder a bad guy in any way. He just has a different hobby than most people and would like to handle things different when getting into arguments.

Ryder is a true fighter at heart, and lives off of it like a drug. Although he seems like a very shallow guy who just gets a thrill off killing others, he is not that at all. Ryder can be considered a 'reinforced man'. Reinforced meaning that he was taught to show no emotions and cover those smalls things from being looked as a great man. Ryder is a true warrior.

Ryder may seem cold-blooded, but he is very protective undercover of the people he cares about. Though, he has not many he can consider 'family' to him, those that are 'family' to him are his life. Like without power, without family he sees life as obsolete.

Ryder loves barbeque, he is a lover of meat and will always have a huge entree of meat during his meals. Ryder always has some kind of reason behind his doings, and he looks at his love for meat with two reasons behind it. One is that it gives massive amount of protein and energy needed to continue. The second reason is he loves the taste of meat. He would probably eat it even if it came out of one's rectum. Actually, maybe not Ryder would have too much pride for that.

Ryder is very proud of who he is, and pride isn't always a good thing. Pride can be one of the main things that gets in Ryder's way with his allies. He believes that everything he says it right and that everything should be done according to his way. Ryder thinks that his ways are a lot more efficient and easier to be done that way.

Ryder Likes kidou. It could have been the Overstrain of training he had gotten from it and his Overknowlegdge of understanding of it. But he looks at kidou as a Medium way of fighting. Way of fighting for someone who cannot sufficiently fight with their own strength or weapons.

Appearance: Ryder looks about the age of twenty or Nineteen. Ryder has very soft black hair that seems so light it goes up by itself. His hair is messy and somewhat long, having bangs coming down the sides of his face. He also has short messy bangs that come down his forehead. Ryder's hair is dark black, but seems to have a light purple tint to it. He also has thin eyebrows that seemed to angle a little downward. Accompanied with a constant small smirk on his face, it gives him a reckless and in a way, evil, persona.

Ryder's has a very cut build, when wearing his normal Shinigami uniform, he looks very skinny due to the bagginess of the uniform. But once people see his naked body, they can see that he is very well-toned and seems to have been working on his body for a long time. Ryder works out regularly and works hard to keep his body in a nice cut shape, so he does not get too ripped.

Ryder has forearm guards that is also an attached glove. The forearm guard covers everything until the elbows. They are black, silver steel material with a red outline. There are platings on the back of his hand for the gloves and for the fingertips they are like claws. They extend about four inches out and two inches behind his actual fingers. Underneath the forearm/glove guard there any many scars from battles. Ryder usually keeps his hands gauzed up to hide the scars. The scars are mainly from battling with other swords. Before he had gotten the black steel guards, Ryder would use his reiatsu and his bare skin covered in a thin layer of guaze.

Ryder wears a long sleeved Shinigami outfit, that covers his forearm, making it seem like he is wearing steel claw gloves. He has a red sash that ties the long robe and holds it together. He leaves the chest area open slightly, so that he doesn't get too hot. He also wears a chain that goes around his front and back. The chain connects his zanpaktou to his back.

Ryder's presence seems very hyped up and energetic. When people come near him they feel like their guard is more up, because of the lack of trust that Ryder gains. His method of doing things aren't always looked at as the best way to accomplish it.

Sealed Zanpakutō :Ryder's zanpaktou is a custom designed sword, with a red hilt with golden diamonds sewn going down it. It has a black sheath with a red outlining down the middle and around it. The blade is a darker steel color in its natural form. He carries his sword behind his back going vertical, slightly tilted to the side, but downwards. Ryder's zanpaktou is in the theme of red because he is fond of the blood of battle. Some Zanpakuto are…plain. Some are odd. Ryder’s is beautiful. It is a weapon of the utmost class, the hilt long hilt wrapped in a light Red silk that seems to fit to the hands of Ryder amazingly perfect. It is capable of being wielded effectively in two hands though one is generally all it finds itself in. The guard is hexagonal in nature, having the imagry of Blood and Night engraved onto its shining, golden, form. With a blade that reflects light as if it were Mirror, it can be said that Ryouga is one of the most beautiful Zanpakuto within Soul Society.


Each character gets 60 skill points to assign to either:

Spirit power: 10

Speed: 20

Intelligence: 10

Fighting skill: 20



History/Background: Human Life

Childhood
Seikatsu Ryders childhood was nonetheless an average one. He didn't have anything special or nothing too bad. He lived a mediocre life in a Noble-class family. Ryder was the only child. His mother and father lived happily with each other and their only son. It wasn't until he reached around the late elementary school age, that he noticed that his family was all that good. It was as if his family was holding a dark secret against him all these years. As he got more intelligent, he noticed that there was constant screaming and bickering between his parents. He could smell a strong alcohol stench from his father every night he would come back from "work".

Ryder's father being an ex-marine, taught his son to be a respectable man. His father beat him to teach him. Ryder was taught that actions meant more than words, and being yelled or lectured at would do no good. Ryder was forced to grow in a strong mentality and show no emotions. He was afraid to show his emotions, afraid he would get another beating from his father. He learned at a young age to look strong and confident, hiding his emotions and weaknesses.

For Ryder it seemed his family was just going through small minor issues. But in reality, his parents were about to get a divorce. Ryder went to school, got average grades, but was known in school for being the best fighter. Every school he went to, he would challenge other boys to see how strong they were. In elementary school, he was already suspended many times for fighting. But this had given him the reputation as a strong kid and it stuck with him the rest of his life.

When Ryder entered middle school, his parents were starting to officially divorce one another. Now the problem was who would get custody over Ryder? This caused more trouble between the two.

One night, Raito's family was having dinner together. It was quiet as ever, and Ryderdidn't dare to speak. He was afraid his father would lash out against him. Ryder could sense bitterness and much anger from his father. Ryder's mother brought up the conversation once again, about the custody of Ryder. He quietly ate his food, paying not much attention to his parents. By this age, he got used to the arguing and simply kept to himself. Then all of a sudden the attention was turned to him. This had caught him off guard and he looked at his parents. They asked him who HE wanted to be with. Ryder was having too much thoughts running through his head. He loved his mom for the caring and loving person she was. But he also loved his father for raising him to be strong. He wasn't much old at this time, but he was old enough to observe these things about people.

Ryder unable to choose between his parents, he finished his meal quickly and walked away. Speaking simple words, saying he could not pick between his birth givers. He went to his room and sat quietly to himself, listening to the screaming. The accusing of one another, until couple minutes later he heard a loud slam. This was his father leaving for him to binge on alcohol after fighting with his mother. This had happened every night, only if he was lucky would Ryder sleep through a peaceful, quiet night.

Ryder got ready for bed by showering and doing his nightly routines. He laid in his bed as he thought about his life. All of his bottled up emotions were starting to overflow. He felt like that he had no reason to live and that the only thing he could do right was being a fighter. He laid in his bed, staying up all night thinking to himself. He wondered what he could do to help his family out. Then suddenly, he heard the telephone ringing. After a couple of seconds, the ringing stopped and then in an instant a loud scream was heard, followed by weeping. This sent shivers down his spine, as he wondered what it was. He knew the voice was of his mother's but why would she scream?

Ryder Cautiously walked to the living room, hoping his father would not come out of nowhere and beat him for being up so late. Ryder went downstairs to see a smashed phone on the ground and his mother weeping on the ground. The child wondered the cause for this and he went over to his mom, trying to calm her down. Suddenly, she spoke the words that seemed to have shattered everything that his father taught him. "Your father is dead." Those deadly words broke Ryder in two, as his still young mind did not understand this meaning of death. He only knew his father was gone forever. He felt himself starting to tear up and he wanted to cry with his mother. But it seemed his father was still with him, as he heard a voice in his head. It told him to be strong and not let those tears fall. It told him to make those tears never existent again, it told him to be strong for his mother.

This voice could have been his inner conscious, his father speaking from the next world, or maybe just a defense mechanism unconsciously made by his father's teachings. It did not matter, because he listened to the voice like it was his fathers and held back his tears. He held his mother and comforted her.

Teenage Years
Ryder began his teenage years with a broken hand and a black eye. He would come home and his mother would always scold him about fighting. As Ryder began his freshmen year, he started out good. His mother told him to be good the first year and start a new reputation for her. He agreed to her because Ryder felt that he had nothing else to give to his mother. His first two years were good years, only getting into three or four fights. Those fights were punished by his mother and Ryder took them.

Senior Year
Ryder began his first day of senior year with beating down another classmate. The last year had been hectic with countless fights as he had started going to high school parties. He was following his father's footsteps as a drunk. Ryder drank too much for him to handle at times and would get into countless encounters being drunk. It was what started many enemies of Ryderin high school. In order to survive this mayhem, Ryder had his own group of friends that fought with him. He went through the long senior year waiting to graduate high school and getting done with schooling forever. But everyday, there was a chance of fighting. It hurt him too much to fight with his mother always worrying about him. Other than that, he would love to fight everyday.

Ryder made it to the graduating day of his high school year successfully without any serious permanent injuries. He was glad to have made it through this successfully, and did not bother to even go to the graduating ceremony. His mother was too busy working to make a living and Raito didn't even bother. Raito went to the local pizza shop to get some pizzas with his group of friends. They ate pizza and congratulated each other for making it through the crazy four years. Some would now move on to different paths, some the same, but they would never know what the future held for them. But in the meantime, Ryder and his group were talking about the graduation party being held that night. The group decided to part until later that night for the party. Everyone went their own ways.

Ryder walked down the sidewalk, looking ahead at the bus stop. He looked behind him seeing a bus coming from a couple of blocks away. Ryder walked over to the bus stop and checked his pocket for some money. He barely had enough change from buying his friends pizza to get him on the bus. Suddenly, a boy behind Ryder shoved him slightly. "Chikao-baka?!" he yelled in surprised, as he turned and looked at the stocky fellow. Chikao was about half a foot shorter than Ryder, but he was a pretty buff guy. Chikao was one of the juniors he had beaten up this year, and had probably wanted revenge.
"Ryder I want to fight you! Right there in the alley!" Chikao yelled out at Ryder.Ryder smirked hearing the challenge and decided to follow up on it. Ryder knew he could beat this kid up again. His reach was definitely the advantage, Ryder was thinking of.

Ryder started to follow Chikao, and looked behind him to see that the bus was still couple of blocks down. It would be another good couple of minutes before it reached the alley. Ryder would have to finish this quick. No words were spoken as he went into the alley. Ryder could see that there were many shadows due to the setting sun. But as he walked into the alley, he got blinded by the sun and quickly covered his eye.

Out of nowhere, Ryder felt a punch to his gut and he quickly stepped backwards. He slowly gained his vision, as he decided to go under the shade of a large tree. The punch to the gut had hurt him and he was taking a second to get his bearings. Ryder suddenly felt a fist to the side of his head, knocking him sideways, he stumbled. Regaining his senses, he looked to see that he had not one, but four enemies. This had been a trap gone too well. Now he was in an alley as the sun was setting, fighting four guys he had beaten up before. This wasn't the best way to start out his freedom from high school.

"F*CK IT! Ryder yelled, as he rushed into all four of them. The four graduates rushed at Ryder at the same time. Ryder could see that another kid about his height, yet lanky, was the first to rush in. He gave him a quick jab to the nose. Ryder then looked towards the next rushing in target; he knew the jab to the nose would stun a man for a little at the least. Ryder then looked over to an average looking boy, and quickly hit him a couple of times in the body and once on the side of his head. He then saw Chikao diving straight at him attempting a flying tackle maneuver. Raydersmirked seeing that he was a little above his knees.

Seikatsu smirked as he raised his knee, hitting Chikao right in the jaw. But the flying 'projectile' could knock be stopped and knocked Ryder down. He cursed as he pushed the stocky fellow over and took his arm. Grabbing an arm bar on Chikao, Ryder did not hesitate to pull his left arm out. Before he could realize there were others he was fighting, two boys were throwing fists and stomping Ryswe. The endangered male had to go into a defensive position as the third graduate with a bloody nose joined in. Ryswe covered his face with his arms and tried his best to kick the foes away. He looked throw the spaces between his arms as he tried his best to kick them all away. Ryder had felt a hard kick to the side of his head one of the hardest hits he had ever taken.

Raito heard a sound he never thought would feel this good. It felt like a great grace had washed over him. It was the sound of a bus' loud honking. The young adults quickly scrambled down the other side of the alley as the bus driver yelled for the police. Ryder got up and brushed himself off, as he saw that Chikao was still knocked out with his arm limped. Ryder didn't feel any regret for someone who had set him up.

"Hop in, kid, I didn't really call the police! But sure looks like you did a number on them!" the bus driver yelled at him, as he laughed. He seemed to be in a very jolly mood. Ryderlooked at the bus driver and got in, putting in his change into the bus. "Oh its on the bus! Just take a seat!" the bus driver said, with another jolly laugh. Raito just finished putting his change in there, as he walked into the bus to find a seat. Ryder could see there were many eyes of random strangers looking at him. The exhausted male's clothes were covered in blood and dirt. Ryder's only injury was couple of bruises and he had about four scratches on the side of his head from having skid his head against the pavement. Ryder was glad it was over, he didn't even think about the party. He knew his mom wouldn't allow him to go. Ryderwanted to go home, eat, and sleep.

Where will the grave go?
Ryder lived his school-less life doing meaningless things to keep him occupied. He would be on and off with jobs, getting into fights with customers, co-workers, and even bosses were his problem. Raito would meet up with his friends and have drinks at least once a month. Everything was going not bad, but alright. Raito didn't even want a job and would rather be jobless. The male just kept living his life trying to help his mother. It was age and stress that was taking a toll on his mother.

It seemed as days passed by his mother's health got worse and worse. Ryder did as much as he could to help his mother, but it seemed nothing was helping. Ryder didn't know what to do, so he had to release his stress and worries through drinking. But it wasn't the alcohol he desired, he desired the fighting. Ryder used alcohol as an excuse, so he would not look like a savage guy. Ryder would come home to a sick mother and be worried again. Nothing would help him, and it seemed his life was getting worse and worse.

One night, Ryder came home drunk. He could feel the alcohol pumping in his blood, as he stepped on his front step and jumbled in his pockets for his keys. He dropped his wallet as he dug out his keys. Raito cursed under his breath, as he picked up his wallet and stumbled around trying to find the right key for the door. Raito finally found the right key and walked into his house. As the male walked in, he felt something wrong. He felt like that something wasn't right and he had this weird feeling that something had happened to his mother.

Ryder stumbled through the house, bumping into walls and picture frames. He knocked some over, as he rushed into the open door of his mother's room. She laid there, looking peaceful as if in a deep sleep. Ryder felt peace come back as he walked over to his mother. He felt her body and it was still warm. Raito knew she was alive, as his tired drunk body started to kneel next to the bed. He laid his head on his mother's chest, as he felt the pounding in his head and wanted to sleep like his mother. He laid his head there feeling the alcohol rushing through his systems. Something clicked in his mind suddenly, that gave him chills. He was only hearing one constant pounding... he couldn't hear his mother's heartbeat. Ryder's head was right next to her heart, yet he couldn't hear it. Ryder knew he was being paranoid and raised his head up. He looked at his mother and softly put his hands near her nose. Ryder didn't feel any airways going in or out. This stunned him momentarily, as he slowly put his hands against her neck. The frightened son checked every part of the neck for any signs of any kind of beating, or activity. Ryder couldn't believe it and he felt himself in an immobile shock.

The shocked male started to shake his mother and cried out for her. He kept shaking her, hoping somehow his mother's soul would return. Ryder wanted his mother back, and couldn't believe what was going on. He didn't believe it and he didn't want to. Ryder begged for his mother to come back, as he felt eighteen years of pain and sadness coming out. Tears flooded down his eyes, as he knelt next to his mother and held her body close to his. This was the saddest time of his life, as he regretted drinking. He only thought about the things he could've done better that could have pretended this. The tears flowed as it stained the shoulder of his passed away mother.

Ryder stood in front of a large apple tree that stood in the middle of their backyard. It always seemed to be barely living and never seemed to fully grow apples. Ryder stood there looking at the tree, resembling it with his own life. It seemed nothing ever fully came to a good end. There was always a bad ending. He looked down at two medium stone tablets embedded in the ground. It was the two graves of Ryder's parents and he gave respect to them. Ryder felt that combining these two graves under this tree would give life to it. He hoped this tree would come to peace as his parents.

Ryder's next couple months were spent grieving. He didn't really do much, but just stay at home. The house was his father's, so Ryder had nothing to worry about. He just needed to rot in this house until he had joined his parents. Ryder had run out of supplies for his house and was really hungry. He had spent his nineteenth birthday making a large meal for himself to share with his parents. He ate at their grave and it was the last of the food in the house.

Ryder walked down a couple blocks to grab some groceries to last him for at least a month. There was some leftover money from his parents and he was using that. The sad male turned a corner and he saw a familiar face about seven feet away from him. He had sunglasses on and a hat on, but Ryswe could see he was very familiar. Raito watched as the mysterious figure took a step back, raising his right hand with a gun. But as he walked a step he could see that the males left arm was limping. It seemed he had no control of it. "Now I'm going to take your arm!" the mysterious male yelled,as a loud bang followed. The last of the man Ryder saw was the man running with a limp arm. "Chikao..." Raito muttered, as he felt himself weakening.

Rayder felt the pressure of the sting, and he looked down at his body. There was no blood on his left arm, where he thought he was hit. He looked down to see his mid-area had started to leak a vast amount of blood. He felt blood slowly drip out from his mouth, as he struggled to breath. Ryder's lungs were punctured by the bullet and he was dying from suffocation. He felt himself buckling, as he fell to the ground and looked up at the setting sun once again. The sun lit the incoming night with a stain of red and orange. Ryder felt a smile come across his lips to finally know his life was coming to an end. It was an awkward feeling, but he liked it. He felt like everything was ending. Ryderlooked at the red stained sky, with a smirk across his face as he passed away in the Human World.


Soul Society- Rukongai District 293

Heaven?
A male woke up in a strange bed that was not familiar to him. It was very uncomfortable, and he moved around, still feeling groggy from the sleep. He felt tired and just wanted to keep sleeping. Ryder tried to get comfortable in this awkward bed and couldn't find a spot that kept him comfortable. He opened his eyes and looked around the room. It seemed there was everything in a small square space. There was a kitchen, bed, table, and other basic house appliances.

Ryder was confused as he looked around, for some reason he was confused and forgot everything. He didn't know where he was, who he was, and how he ended up here. It seemed like he was reborn into a new life or something, but he looked at his body. His body was fully grown, as if he had been living this life for the past two decades. This was really getting Ryswe confused, as he got up and walked out the cots front door. Many other small cots like the one h was in littered the area around them. It seemed the area he was in was very country-like, but it seems there was not much authority around. Ryder watched as two boys fought each other and the winning boy taking the loser's bread. The male was too confused to react to this and just looked around. Then a boy that looked about in his teen years walked up to him. "Hey Ryder!" the younger boy called out to him.
"Who are you? Where am I?" he replied to the boy. Ryder had to figure his situation out before going on with his life. It was way too confusing for him and he needed to clarify some things.

"You're Ryder, we named you Ryder because your spiritual light was much brighter and larger than others. You're in Soul Society; this is the life after death. 'Heaven' as many people in the Human World call it. But this place is nothing like Heaven," the boy explained, as he carried a small bag of skimped groceries. It was coincidental how his human world's name was the same as the one in Soul Society. "I'm Keitaro, this is my cot, I'm just trying to help you start your new life, so don't worry" the male assured Ryder, as he followed Keitaro back into the cot.

Rdyer sat on a chair across from Ketiaro. It was a small wooden table accompanied by two small wooden chairs. "So... explain to me, what is this all?" Ryder asked, curious of this new experience he was gaining. "Also, why can't I remember anything if I'm supposed to be from the Human World?"

"You're in Rukongai District 293, you're basically in the ghetto of Soul Society. There are four main sections of Soul Society, north, east, south, and west. There are 320 districts in total, eighty in each section of Soul Society. The numbers mean how many districts you are away from Seireitei. And Seireitei is the main "government" area of Soul Society. They help run this world and the Human World. They are called Shinigami," Keitaro explained, as he split a quarter of a bread with the hungry Ryder.

"So then, don't these Shinigami help us out? Why is this area so 'ghetto' as you say?" Ryder asked, still trying to take in all the information.

"As time goes by you'll get the hang of things. The Gotei 13, the governing body, has many important things to handle and believe that the rural, ghetto districts of Rukongai will never change. Besides, the Gotei 13 is only obsessed with finding possible Shinigami," Keitaro explained, not liking the Shinigami at all. Keitaro believed that the Gotei 13 did nothing to try and help the people of Soul Society. "Everyday will be a challenge to survive for you, Ryder, this is a never-ending life and if you can't find a way out.... you're stuck! This is nothing like 'Heaven', the Human World would be much better than living in this dump!" Keitaro stressed, feeling his anger starting to rise.

"I see, well then, we gotta do what we gotta do to survive, huh?" Ryder said, as he smirked. It seemed this new life did not change Ryder at all. He still loved to fight and it seemed like there were no barriers this time. It was lawless, he didn't know anyone, and it would be his main survival factors.

Never-ending Years of Fighting
Ryder had not ceased fighting, as he lived his limitless life. He soon became one of the best fighters in Rukongai. Ryder would sometimes commit crimes against others for his own personal needs. Ryder still lived with Keitaro, and they helped each other live. Keitaro was like Ryder's angel, for he always helped and guarded him from doing unnecessary things. Ryder sometimes wouldn't listen, but for the most part, he knew Keitaro was a good guy at heart.

Ryder was in a way getting tired of the same old rugged, thugs coming up to him and trying to fight him. He wanted to fight with stronger people, these rumored Shinigamis that rarely entered the ghetto districts. Ryder talked to the local informant who gathered news from all over Soul Society. He was told that there was a small team of Shinigami passing through soon. Their mission was to stop some illegal activities in a farther district. But Ryder decided that he would interfere with their plans momentarily and challenge them to a fight. Most Shinigami could easily defeat any spirits, so there were only two of them passing through. The informant had also notified that a high-seated officer would come as back up, in case of anything, so Ryder would have to be careful.

Ryder's smirk didn't leave his face, as he stood at the end of the road leading to the next district. He saw two black-robed males with swords quickly drawn in front of him. They ordered him to move, but Ryder only smirked as he got ready to fight them. He wondered how strong these guys were. He had been living in the same district for so many years and he had yet to see a Shinigami fight. He smirked, as he started dashed towards the one on the left. The male Shinigami went for a diagonal slash, which Raito stepped forward toward. This gave him no space between the two males and Ryder took the chance to push him. He stumbled, as Ryder punched him in the gut and sent him rolling on the ground. The second Shinigami attacked Ryder, and Ryder quickly blocked with his wrists. A small aura of reiatsu engulfed his arms as blood started to draw out from the shallow cut. Ryder used his reiatsu without really knowing it as he blocked. He already had many scars from fighting other thugs with swords or any other weapons. Ryder taught himself to use his reiatsu to block. Usually, Ryder would have easily blocked a sword with no injuries, but the Shinigami was using reiatsu to attack also.

Ryder had no idea what this spiritual energy thing was, and simply thought this Shinigami was someone on his equal footing. The Shinigami started throwing slashes at Ryder's body, creating cuts in his ragged white t-shirt. Blood started to seep out of the cuts he had gotten. Ryder had blocked most of the slashes with his arms again, but it was getting much more difficult now that the first Shinigami got back up. The two Shinigami struck at Ryder from two different angles. Ryder responded quickly by raising his forearms to block the attacks. He could feel these slashes hurt him, as the swords carved into his skin deeper than before.

Ryder started to pant, feeling a loss of energy. His spiritual energy was flaring on and off, as he barely controlled them to help him protect him. Suddenly, a third Shinigami appeared in front of Ryder Blocking the other two Shinigamis that were about to attack him again. Everyone stopped to see this new Shinigami. "Another one?! More to fight!" he exclaimed, as he ran towards the new Shinigami that arrived. Raito attempted to knock him out with one hit, by aiming for his chin. The new Shinigami easily blocked his punch with a sheathed sword. Ryder grunted, as the man spoke no words and watched yder. "I am the Fourth Seating Officer of the Gotei 13 3rd Division, I ask of you peacefully to come with us," the Shinigami asked Raito. "I want you to join my Division, you have strong reiatsu and Also pure talents! You may join us after you graduate”

The bleeding male agreed, seeing that he couldn't fight with them forever. It didn't seem like this officer wanted to fight with Ryder anyways, so he would agree to follow the officer. He looked a little confused wondering how he would become a Shiigami or a student It was a mysterious area for him and he had no idea what Seireitei held for him. But Ryder loved the idea of leaving the rural district and entering the unknown Seireitei.

Road to Seireitei and the Blood Demon
The Shinigami trio returned to Ryder's district after finishing their duty. They went together through the many other districts and through some unknown terrain. It was actually a pleasant trip, since they had taught him how to use his reiatsu to help him run faster. He was a beginner and had no idea of what using his reiatsu was. They all traveled together one night through a dense forest. The seating officer had suggested that it would be faster and they would be able to make it to Seireitei before dawn.

A voice spoke to Ryder, it was deep and distant, but he could hear it. "Zanpakutou! Use reiatsu...." the ghastly voice whispered. Ryder stopped and the Shinigamis turned around.

"What's wrong, Ryder?" the seating officer asked. It seemed there was a strange occurrence happening with Ryder's reiatsu. The seating officer could sense the fluctuation of the reiatsu.

"Zanpakutou... How do I make this zanpakutou??" Ryder asked, as he felt something lurking in him. He knew for sure there was something that had awakened these last few days. The male stood there as he felt the confusion, yet something powerful in himself. Rayder had no idea what this was, but he wanted it... badly. The male stared at the officer, he could see it in the officer's eyes. That man knew how to obtain this 'Zanpakutou'.

"It's a difficult process... but if you can do it, then try..." the officer spoked.
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"KEEP HIM DOWN!" the officer yelled. The officer use the hilt of his zanpakutou to smash an odd hollow mask on Ryswe. The two lower rank Shinigami quickly held down Raito by his arms. "Calm down! We'll give you what you want! JUST COME WITH ME!" the officer stated strictly.

Ryder's hand gripped tightly onto a katana. The katana had a red silk-sewn hilt, with a dark silver guard, and the blade was a strong dark black steel color. It had a red outlining along with red going down the sharpened middle of the blade. His forearms were covered in a red reitasu as he struggled.

Ryder had little to no strength to resist two men on top of his arms. He had spent the whole night doing as the man had taught him. The officer's trick worked, but it had suddenly gave him a drive for blood. A drive for battle. He wanted to fight more people and it was the Zanpakutou's desires that Ryder wanted to carry out. "Alright!" Ryder agreed with a smirk on the side of his lips.

Shinigami & Zanpakutou

Gotei 13 and Academy
Rayder looked at the blacksmith in his barracks as he unwrapped some cloth. He unveiled two normal steel guards. The Shinigami took the blacksmith's item and slipped them on. He smirked; he liked how it fit perfectly. Raito made his hand into a fist and moved his fingers around. It was strong and flexible. He wanted to see how it would look with his sword. The eager male grabbed his sword and unsheathed it. In an instant the blade was horizontal in front of him. Suddenly, his steel guards started to be engulfed in red reiatsu. Raito's guard's steel changed colors similar to the blade's. It was dark black silver, and the biggest change was that it grew sharp claws.

"It looks like your Zanpakutou took a liking to the guards and use it's reiatsu to take its own form," the smith suggested, not really seeing any other explanations. The black smith was surprised to see this himself and it wasn't everyday one of his works was turned into something more magnificent.

Ryder's face was accompanied with his notorious small smirk on the right side of his face. He looked at the blacksmith and looked back at his blade. The became even better than before thanks to the blacksmiths help to reforge and refine the sword,it's all my gratitude for him.Me and him talked for a while about this sword the man keep flattering me for though an uknown reasons

Ryder walked out of the blacksmith's forge and smirked, feeling his new 'accessory' to killing. The male walked back to his 'room' and smirked. He had a lot more to go, he needed to get stronger. Ryder felt the reiatsu of his zanpakutou almost strengthening him. He already had a plan in mind and it would take more years to accomplish it. It didn't matter to Ryder, because he had a many years to prepare for it.

The New Beginning
Silence fell over the training area of the Shinigami academy. It was a stunning surprise, as the whole Gotei 13 watched what had just happened. A low unseated shinigami or a student had just defeated the 3rd Division Unseated shinigami at ease. Ryder had defeated the shinigami who are and stood there with his blade covered in blood. His guards were covered in blood. Ryder was covered in blood. He stood there with that same smirk on his face, as he whipped his sword towards the ground. The blood on the blade violently hit the ground.

Ryder stood in the middle of the training field of his Academy. He smirked once again as he stood at the same spot he had attained his Victory Ryder looked up to the sun that was rising; it stained a bright color in the sky. It was the color of a new day, a new beginning.


Rp sample: Ryder would run in with his sword out in front of him and his clawed hand stretched out behind him. The black metallic color glistened off the light that shined into the prison. The Students was faster than before, as he started to reach the Hollow. When he caught up with the wild Hollow, he pretended to swipe his claw at the Hollow, but the Students brought his hand to his face. Using the guard to block his face in case of any attacks to fatally wound him. At the same time, he used his Zanpakutou and did a quick thrust towards the stomach area of the Hollow. He wasn't sure if his reiatsu was masked enough for his blade to pierce the Hollow's Hierro. Ryder grinned as the blood splurted out as he thrusted the blade. Ryder hoped that if he wasn't strong enough, Ryouga and his Luck would do the job. The blood would splash onto the Hierro, stain it, and slowly burn away the reiatsu based Hierro.

[ Short because insuffient amounts of time ]

Okay i'll edit it soon xD