Ikatsui Karite (vizard)

Name:Karite, Ikatsui
Age:600+
Visual Age:27
Ex-Division:1
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Personality:Ikatsui is usually a quiet person. Not one to say much though he likes to observe and learn things about people and places. He may or may not share this information after he has learnt it. He only considers a select few people as friends as he is one that does not trust others easily. At most times he has a serious demeanor, though he can be charming and funny at other times. He lives by the honor of the warrior; that one should live, fight, and die with dignity and pride. He does love a good drink and likes to flirt. Both these traits counteract his serious demeanor making him more of a layed back kind if guy that's only serious when the situation calls for it.     

Background/History:Ikatsui was born in Kyoto, Japan some six hundred years ago. His father was a samurai and his mother was what most mothers were back then; a house wife. His father was a renowned samurai and Ikatsui wanted to grow up and be just like him. So the day he was old enough to walk without falling after five steps his father allowed him to begin his training. He was around 5 years old at this time, but his father still did not take it easy on him training him as he would train anyone else. 

By the age of seventeen Ikatsui was as great a samurai as his father. He won many battles and survived many wars. Ten years later, one night when going for a walk he was ambushed by several men. He managed to take out 5 of them before one of them finally scored a fatal wound to him. Driving their blade in his chest puncturing a lung. He could feel the life leaving his body as the sharp pain resonated from his chest. He put his hand over the wound to feel the warm crimson liquid that gave him life pouring out of him. He raised his blade as a last stand and struck down the man who had stabbed him before the others who ambushed him could finish him off. Ikatsui collapsed to his knees, three katana sticking out his chest, then he fell face first and breathed his last breath. Or so he thought. 

He heard a scream, sobbing, crying and mumbling. Ikatsui opened his eyes wondering what the commotion was. He saw a crowd around him, he raised himself slighty wondering why there were so many people in his room, then he heard the jingling of chains. He looked to see a chain attached to his chest, pulling it he saw that it was attached to a dead body and then memories of his death came to him. Getting of the ground he realized he wasn't in his room but on a sidewalk. 

He looked around him, focusing on his environment, then he saw a man dressed in an all black kimono. The man stared Ikatsui right in the eye then began to approach him. Ikatsui quickly noticed the blade at the mans' side and took up a defensive stance. Even though he could not fight with his own blade, he could still defend himself with his bare fists. Ikatsui prepared himself to defend an attack coming from any direction when the man in the black kimono stopped his forward motion and looked up to the sky. The man immediately became tense and got ready to unsheathe his blade. Right after there was a loud howl, one that sound like it came from the depths of hell, then soon following the howl, came an immense pressure, Ikatsui felt as though he were being crushed.

Ikatsui quickly glanced around him, it seemed no one but he and the man in the black kimono were being affected by this situation. In that one second of distraction a large beast appeared in front of Ikatsui. Just from the looks of it, he knew he would not be able to defeat without a sword. The monster raised its arm and slashed at Ikatsui. He jumped back to avoid the slash, but the chain linking him to his real body got severed by the attack.

  No chance of me going back there now I guess, he thought to himself as he watched the links of the chain fly through the air. As her landed his momentum carried him back, so he lowered himself to the ground in a crouch, trying to regain control of his balance. As he kept his gaze on the monster he saw a slight movement out of the corner of his eye, then blood and a terrible howl after which the monster simply disappeared. Behind the disappearing beast stood the man in the black kimono. Ikatsui had completely forgot about him, but not knowing if the man was friend or foe Ikatsui began a quick retreat.

Thought he did not get far as he had difficulty breathing. He stopped to catch his breath, then felt a sharp pain in his chest. Looking down he saw the chain links eating themselves, then the suddenly stopped. He stayed where he was for a few more minutes before running off again. over time he would have to stop because of the excruciating pain from the chains erosion. Eventually he just gave up and sat there waiting for it to end though he knew no good come of it. As soon as the last erosion began, the man in the black Kimono appeared in front of him and drew his blade and placed the hilt on Ikatsui's forhead.

The next thing he knew, he woke up in some office with no chains or any difficulty to breathe at all. Standing up a man approached him and introduced himself. Ikatsui asked what was going on and many other questions to which the man gave all the answers. Ikatsui soon learned of the Shinigami school where he would learn to fight hollows, others like the monster that attacked him and decided he would go to the school to learn.

After a few years he graduated on top of his class and ended up in division one of the Gotei 13. Ikatsui slowly worked his way up to Lieutenant a position with which he was truly content, not wanting to challenge the captain commander until he knew he was absolutely ready to take him on. One day he heard someone whispering his name, but there was no around. Thinking nothing of it Ikatsui went about his duties as usual.

As time went on the whispering became more frequent and a lot louder. Ikatsui went to squad 4 and explained to them what was happening. They took him in for testing and found that his reiatsu was changing, becoming somewhat hollow like, but still that of a shinigami. When news of this reached the ears of central 46 they immediately ordered Ikatsui's execution. While he was locked up the voice in his head began to talk to him, saying things like, they only fear our power, just let me take control for a second and we can bust outta here, don't let them kill us.

After hours of this pestering voice Ikatsui gave in and allowed his 'hollow' free reign of his body. A mask formed on his face and reiatsu gained a massive increase. Ikatsui easily broke out the cell in which he was held and made his way outside, taking down every guard that tried to stop him. When he made outsaide of Seireitai Ikatsui began to wreak havoc among the people of Rukongai. Realizing what was happening he began to fight for control of his body. After regaining control he quickly left the area and headed towards the middle of no where. After a few years of wandering he found a group of people like him. They called themselves vizards. They taught Ikatsui how to control his hollow completely and then told him he was free to do as he pleased. Ikatsui stayed with them to train a bit more and then left to go on his journey.