Suta Raito((Done))

Name: Raito

Age: 1,013

Level: Vasto Lorde

Gender: Originally male.

Appearance:
Raito, ironically named after light, has never been physically seen. He is constantly blanketed in shadows, masking his features. He stands six feet tall, and looks vicious without even having to see his face. His hair stands out in spikes, though it seems flattened down at the top, it comes out in even longer spikes in the back. Protruding from his temples are two massive horns, and glowing through the shadows are his nasty eyes. He has a lean build, strong and hard as steel though it doesn't show unless he is exerting himself. It is said that with trained eyes, a person can see through the shadows. The only hollow ever to accomplish this saw something horrific; he had massive fangs permanently died red with the blood of hollow and human alike. His claws grew well past his slim hands, black as night and sharp as knives. His eyes glow with the eerie essence of death, sunken into his skull and surrounded by massive black bags from not sleeping for a thousand years. His face is always seeming to grimace, as if he were smelling something horrific. He wears no clothes besides the pure black pants of the first shinigami he had ever killed. These pants are torn and tattered, but still holding together. His chest is bare and covered with black markings, with a gaping hole in the middle of his chest. Like his fingernails, his toenails are pure black.

Personality: Raito is a demonically vicious person. He doesn't talk, he attacks as soon as he sees you. He is insane, and takes everything as a game. Raito is often found talking about his past "meals", and which one was the most fun. He has no sense of time, so it is difficult for him to discuss his past or really anything. A battle could go on for a hundred years and feel likes seconds to him. He holds no value in sanity or thinking, and simply chooses to be as destructive as possible without actually killing his prey. He prefers the taste of hollows, something unusual to his kind. However, even more than hollows, he is obsessed with the taste of Arrancar. They are like delicacies to him, like a perfected steak after hundreds of years of eating hamburgers.

History: (Life and death and hollow formation)

RP sample:
Raito tore through the sky like a bat out of hell, barely giving the Garganta to fully open up. Masked in shadows, he flew through the air and turned the brilliant day into night. When he landed in the sky a massive wave rippled through, the spirit particles he was using to hold himself up barely able to stay together. He gently fell to the ground, his reiatsu breaking it apart as he touched it so that a crater formed. The shadows fell from him like smoke, turning his body completely black. Two piercing red orbs stared out through the shadow, locating Raito's target. With insane laughter he launched himself toward the Arrancar, who was already fighting a captain-level shinigami. In seconds he had grabbed the Arrancar by the neck with his massive claws and sent him spiraling into a building. Before the captain could respond, he nodded to the captain and spoke. "My meal...Stay out or your my desert." He said in a voice that could chill a desert. It was much like the sound of a nail across a chalkboard, but less high pitched and more bone-chilling. Turning his attention to the Arrancar, who was now moving and attempting to pull himself out of the rubble, he disappeared. Reappearing in front of the Arrancar, he tilted his pitch black head. With a blood curdling laugh he headbutted the Arrancar. The Arrancar screamed as the massive horns pierced him through on either side of the hole that showed he was a hollow. Raito bucked his head backward, launching the Arrancar into the sky. Suddenly, a massive tongue made of shadows launched from the head of Raito and wrapped around the Arrancar's waist. With one last scream the Arrancar was pulled into Raito's throat, gone forever. He then turned to the captain and laughed once more. "Turns out there is room for desert." He said menacingly, taking one step toward the captain.

Life:

Raito was able to see ghosts for as long as he could remember. At the age of four his best friend was the soul of a dead boy who had been killed by his father in the home that Raito moved into. His parents were convinced it was just an imaginary friend, they couldn't be more wrong. He went to elementary school, and every project he did revolved around the dead. He was sent to many counselors and psychiatrists, but there was nothing wrong with him. Then, one day he overheard a massive battle in his home town. He ran to go see what was up and he saw an interesting sight. Two people dressed in black kimono were discussing something called a "hollow". They were talking about how their blades could cleanse a hollow's soul, but if the hollow had done wrong in his life it would go straight to hell. Raito was only about fifteen at this time and he was scared. He ran home and locked himself in his room, hoping the pounding of heavy music would help him to forget the eerie sight of two ghosts speaking of hell. When Raito was eighteen, he was diagnosed with depression. He was told that he would need to be taken to a special hospital, and he snapped. Killing his parents and the bulky man who had come to take him away, Raito had officially ruined his life. He sat in the corner of the bloody room singing to himself as he drew the blade used to kill three people across his wrist. When someone found them they would find three murder victims and a dead boy. On his wrist he wrote "I guess I'm a hollow".

Hollow:
Raito would soon awaken in a new form. He was massive and black, a mask over his face. When he looked in a lake he was shocked at what he saw. The mask was shaped like a ferret's, and his body was massive and slim. Suddenly, he felt a massive hunger. He would soon kill and eat all of his family members, friends, and associates. With insane laughter he began to move on through the town of Karakura. He forsook his old family name, and simply became Raito. One day, however, he was attacked by a shinigami. Suddenly, a memory flashed into his head. That day he had been hiding in a tree, the very same shinigami that was before him spoke of hell. Realizing that what he had done was worthy of hell, Raito became scared. He didn't want to go to hell, he wanted to continue to live and feed. He fought the shinigami with all of his strength, forcing the shingami to even release his shikai. The shinigami taught him to treat life like a game. In return, Raito won and devoured the shinigami's soul. It was then that Raito began devouring his own kind. A hollow had attacked him, hoping to gain power, and Raito killed it. Realizing that he liked the taste so much more, he began to attack his own kind. Soon he would become a gillian, but being more powerful than his counterparts his mask prevailed. Being different than the others, Raito began to feel out of place. However, he continued to eat his own kind and gain more power. When he transformed again he would become an Adjuchas.

As an Adjuchas, Raito became much smaller but much stronger. He became even more ferret-like. in size and looks. He was slim and long, with bone-white fur all along his body. His claws were large and black, and his mask had sharp fangs. He would form into the shadows of Hueco Mundo and attack other Adjuchas hollows to devour them for food. No others would satisfy him anymore, they were mere snacks to him. He fought and ate for years upon years. He could feel himself growing in power, but it was getting difficult to stay alive. He formed an alliance with three other Adjuchas hollows, and they fought together to become Vasto Lordes. However, one day, when they thought Raito was getting too powerful they turned on him. He would kill all three and devour their souls. Their souls would be the last on his list, they would be the ones to push him over into Vasto Lorde levels. He began to feel a burning within himself, and he laughed aloud with the insanity that the even gave him. He could feel his body compressing, and his mask disappearing. It became his face, nothing behind it to hide. His face became bone-white, as did his body. He formed into a human, and horns grew from his temples. The fangs from his mask stayed in his face, stained red for life. His nails grew and blackened, sharpening into massive claws. He had finally transformed. It was around then that Raito discovered the existence of Arrancar. It was then that he began to feed on them.

Raito spent most of his life hunting Arrancar since he became a Vasto Lorde. He followed them for days before pouncing and destroying them. With each new kill, he would carve a new symbol into his chest. These symbols were what he called his "score" in the "game of death". When he ran out of room on his chest, he moved it down to his legs, thought these were covered by the leggings of the shinigami that had taught him his way of life. Raito soon discovered that his shadow melding powers had developed and grown, to the point where he wasn't just being shadows, he controlled them. He blanketed himself in shadows, the shadows sinking into his scars like ink and blackening the "scores". He got used to maneuvering in shadows, the weight of solidified shadow no longer affecting him. Whenever someone spoke his name he would learn to break into laughter at the irony of it. Much like his hollow-animal-form, he became sneaky and quick. He wasn't built for head on attacks, but more for charging opponents from behind. He would learn to use his shadows for transportation, though before he could only meld into a shadow and stay there. He formed a web of shadows, realizing that they were all connected. Unlike any other soul that he knew of, he was a demon and he loved the feeling of the empty space between shadows. He began to live there, only coming up to eat and play.