Irei

Name: Manbyou, Irei (Manbyou = all kinds of sickness, Irei = illness)

Age: 1507

Visual Age: 22

Gender: Male

Division: ex-2nd Division but currently a rouge Shinigami and templars’ leader

Personality: he tends to keep distant from others as of his body being a container for every disease known to man and Shinigami, is calm to the point of seeming a bit lazy at times, will give you a respectful bow before making your body brake out in all sorts of disease but can be stubborn at times, but will generally leave you alone if you let him be.

Appearance:


History/Background
He died at a young age dew to sickness and it seemed how he died was how he lived from then on as a Shinigami, he was always fascinated with disease, the way an infection would eat away at the wound turning gang green and rotting off, the way a simple illness could bring down the most fearsome warrior and this fascination did not stop when he got older, when he first entered in to the Shinigami academy the truth about his body was discovered, Irei was a carrier for all kinds of diseases and his mere presences was making a few of his ‘weaker’ classmates ill, but this did not stop him from graduating with high marks in both swordsmanship and Kido.

When he first joined the 13 court guardians he was first assigned too the 12th division, his fascination with disease coming back ten fold as he was left to play with the amount of lab martial available to him, he experimented on what some illness - that where fatal to humans - would do to Hollows if they where infected, he even went as fast as using his own body to create a new virus that could infect a powerful spiritual being. How ever his experiment was never completed as after many years of being in 12th division he was transferred to 2nd, how…. Convent would it be to have all your enemies die from falling ill would it be? He never complained though, not when he got to see first hand both Hollows and Shinigamis fall ill and died in front of him.

Fascinating just fascinating.

How ever his lack of remorse for some collages who died too the diseases he carried soon makes the captains concerned, and an order from the central 46 was soon issued to end his life, but as his would be assassin drew Irei’s blood his opponent fell ill and died in a matter of minutes, knowing now that his life in Soul Society was at an end he fled to the human world in hopes of someway to live. After some time he became dishearten from his fate as a lone wonder, who was it for the Shinigami to decide what was right and wrong? They acted so high and mighty but they where no better then dogs who would bite their master.

Irei would not stand by for a thing like this, as his hate fested inside of him like a disease, ironically, it was not long till another attempt on his life changed his mind, he would go to the root cause of this, the spirit king himself, no one had the right to snuff out another’s life like it was nothing, any who did, anyone who did not cherish life, did not deserve to live in his eyes, and so he set about the task of gathering likeminded individuals and head for the spirit king, to calve out a new world.

RP sample:

Irei sat there, twisting his blade in his hand as the human tried to crawl away from him, the only other sound of the human dragging his body across the floor was the genital dripping of blood on the stone floor, not the human’s blood but that of Irei’s, the deep crimson on sickly pail skin, the blood of the disease bringer was fatal to any that came near it, he had not laid a finger on this man but yet his target was almost dead, he human coughed and spluttered, splitting out blood as he tried to breath but it only came out in wheezing gasps.

With a sigh Irei rested his chin in his hand, his pail half lidded eyes laid on the man in front of him, he licked his lips quickly, wetting them before speaking.

Give up.

It was a demand, not a comment or advice, Irei was telling this man to give up, after all there was no point fighting an incurable disease that had taken over most of his body, another sigh sounded as Irei waved his hand followed by a muffled scream, the man dry heaved before throwing up maggots, thousands of them flowed from his mouth and onto the floor before crawling away in all directions, the Shinigami just looked on as the flood of blood covered insect lava continued on, the man now lying still at his feet, mouth open and eyes looking up blindly as the maggots started on their first meal.