Raijin Loraine

Name: Loraine, Raijin

Rank: Espada, Third Elite

Age: Apearing age: 16 Actual age: 1,990

Appearance: Raijin is rather short, perhaps ths shortest of all the Espada. His comes at a hieght of 5'3. From head to toe he is the only Espada that wears all black. Ontop of his head is his hair of which is fairly spiky in some areas. At the root of his head his hair is dark in color, but as it gets to a certain length the color gets lifted. His sideburns are perfectly pressed down and around the sideburn is somewhat of an scar that travels down to his chin on both sides, he calls it his battle markings. To show some originality in the group; connected to his hair at the root are multiple feathers that lay on his shoulders and back. This is to be a hint of where he is from.

His eyes are crimson red like blood for they show passion while he is in battle with a worthy foe, but that is not the case. His eyebrows are shaped in a devilish way that does not fit his natural facial expression. But when he is upset then they are at home. His nose is at the normal length and width for a person of his visual age. His mouth is unseen for that is where his ask is. round his mouth, chin and jaw lies the remains of his mask. It slightly resembles a compressed beak that has three small open stripes on the side of them. This is to give him a mysterious tone whn speaking. Though it slightly resembles a beak it is more so compressed to look like a mask worn by the average shinobi.

Though he wears all black that is only because it reminds him of his past life. He wears a black cloak that has a wide collar. The cloak reaches to the heels of his feet. It is long enough to coat his entire body. But what lies under the cloak is the color of bright white Espada clothing. He wears a white vest that that's as long as the cloak that he wears. The vest only ha two buttons in total. They button up at the abdomen. Leaving the chest to be bare. At he chest is where his hollow hole resides; around it is a marking that resemble air, it swirls around the hole as if it is sheltering it.

He wears white pants that resemble th shinobi bottoms. At the shin they are wrapped up in black wrapping that wraps all the way to the ankles. There leaves his feet, he does not wear shoes for he does not like them. On the surface o he feet are markings that only he can understand. Let' go up abit shall w. His shoulders are bare of clothing, but not of markings. Around his forearms isa black wrapping that wraps down to his wrist. His hands are normal besides from talon like nails.

Raijin is a slender, yet fairly muscular, male Arrancar of the average height to a teenager with a melancholic appearance. His facial expression rarely changes, and one would think he is almost always frowning even though they cannot see his face.

Gender: Erm, MALE, duh.

Personality: Raijin is a very cold, callous, dispassionate figure, and is rather aloof, brooding, and indifferent, willing to harm both his comrades and enemies should they ever get in his way. He refers to anyone he does not find interesting as "annoying one" and treats them as expendable. Despite this, like most of the other Espada, he is not particularly violent and will only fight when provoked or ordered to do so.

Raijin has a strange habit of killing victims he is particularly interested in by stabbing them with his bare hands. Whether he is consciously aware of this habit or not is unknown. He claims that he does not believe in emotions, he states that becuase he cannot physically see it with his own two eyes or can he touch it with his one two hands. These words, and much of Ulquiorra's overall behavior, can lead one to assume that he is a firm believer in the concept of materialism, which also connects to his aspect of death as an Espada, nihilism.

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His cold demeanor allows him to stay completely calm and in control in most situations, and he is not easily surprised or caught off-guard. However, he does not seem to comprehend the human trait of fighting against all odds or the very concept of their emotions; he tends to briefly lose his cool whe met with someone like that causing him to shout at the being out of frustration.

Raijin is also highly perceptive, cunning, and analytical. Raijin seems to be demanding as well. He is fully capable of committing truly abhorrent and inhumane actions without feeling any shred of remorse or hesitation. Some without so much as getting his hands dirty as he does it.

Raijin rarely speaks, and when he does, he's fairly serious. Compared to his fellow Espada, who are usually arrogant, boastful, impulsive, battle-hungry, bloodthirsty, and egotistical, Raijin is composed, receptive, analytical, and prefers not to engage in combat; he is content on silently observing both parties until the fighting reaches its conclusion and getting his hands dirty, and actually fights only when he is challenged and attacked by an opponent or commanded to fight by his superiors as stated before.

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Hair Color: Black

Likes: Unknown

Dislikes: Unknown

Crushes: None

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Specialties: Highly perceptive, cunning, and analytical.

History: Could one take an actual guess to find out who or what Raijin is or was? To be truthful it was quite imposible; for he was al that there was to be and he was nothing, he was nothing that was free from death.

It pains him when he looks back on his superior life above all others. Nothing could touch him, his heart was at a hieght tat most wish they could experience. His eyes saw all and nothing could escape him even if it tried to. When he open his mouth all heard himand witnessed his greatness in awe. Many envy him and hated he fact that he as knon as the protector of the gret blue skies. Some refered to him as a spirit, a spirit of the fallen guiding them to the gates o the next life. He was honored for that andhe felt honor for that.

Then you had those who wasn't satisfied with that, oh no, they needed more to believe in his reat power, they needed to experience the power first hand. In therwords,hey needed to obtain it, obtan the power of the great black Eagle of the great blue skies. That was when it turned around for him. They planned it perfctly. They waited for him to fall asleep a deep sleep. Which he did, that wa is fault.

Me wearing markings on their faces and feathers of his brothren on their heads and in their hair approached his home. They were swift, but more so calm. It was as if they knew that what they were about to do was to be a successful moment yet a tragic memory for him. It was quiet, so quiet that the only thing that culd be heard was te blowing of the wind. This sound occur fo quite some time, that was before the sound of multiple wires being stretched back and ready fo release.

He didn't see this coming, he never would have thought that something like this was to happen. Perhaps that was th cause of his death, not believing in what he could not see. His eyes then open, but it was too late, he had been already killed. Surrounded ndthen feast upon was his fate.

This was not suppose to happen. He had a duty to do for these people and e did it with every ounce of his will. He was betrayed and then devoured by greedy humans, so that they may gain what t was that he had. Which was nothing that they didn't..a RESPONSIBILITY. He was given a job by these people and killed for doing it too well. He wasnot going to sit well with that. He hated that and he grow angry for just thinking about it.

His body was devoured in full, but his soul wasn't. His soul instead was contaminated and darken. It was nothing that he could do to contain himself. By the time that he realize that he was being taken over by the hatred it was too late.

-The Life of an Hollow, the Life of Anew-

He became of a race of creatures which are born from souls of the living who, for various reasons, do not cross over to Soul Society after their death. He was now a corrupted soul with supernatural powers that devour the souls of both living and deceased, an Hollow. Hollows are former Pluses that lose their hearts to despair or remain in the real world for too long. Some spirits, however, stay in the living world to fulfill certain goals, such as looking after a loved one, protecting a particular location, or pursuing a grudge from beyond the grave. However, with only limited abilities to interact with the living, and by definition tied to their goals, many ghosts find they are unable to cope when their loved ones move on or old enemies forget them. At this point, some will become dangerously obsessed with fulfilling those goals, even if the means to fulfill them renders the soul empty: for example, killing anyone who comes near a loved one, in order to keep them from hurting that person. In doing so, the ghost warps into a Hollow and, ironically, often makes the focus of their obsession into their first victim.

The process by which a soul becomes a Hollow usually takes a year, reflected by the length of the soul's Chain of Fate, which resides in the center of their chest. The Chain of Fate slowly corrodes over time, reflecting the degradation of the soul's ties to the living world. The process can be accelerated under certain conditions, such as being attacked by a Hollow, giving into extreme despair or through the use of certain spiritual powers. When the chain completely decays, they become a Hollow when a hole opens up on their chest, where the chain was attached it is signifying that they have lost their hearts.

However this was not the case. Raijin was no longer in the world of the living, he was else where. He was in a place that he did not understand. He had no thought of his own and no memories of who he was. All hat he had to himself was hunger. The need to feed. Thus that came with the instinct to eat in order to survive and many other tendencies.

Once he became a Hollow, he was driven by an eternal and insatiable hunger to devour other souls, living or dead, to fill the void caused by his descent. One would think that his former obsession would be his first target, but he became so mindless that he was concerned only with finding the most potent souls to devour. Most would recall that this would make him a weak Hollow, but it was very contrary to that, he was in fact more powerful then those that could remember their past life.

He would travel the land of which he walked in search for food to cease his hunger. Those that he come across he would feast on and those that come across his, he would still feast upon. He would then find that his feet lead him to a cave filled with nothing more then countless hollows. This brought a craven to his blood and his core. He needed to feed on them because with every bite and every Hollow that he ate he felt stronger and more superior.

He would enter the cave and be the very first one to make a move on eating from his own kind. This would rally the other hollows to do the same, thus creating a monterous feast that appeared to have no sign of an end. This feast would go on for days, weeks and months. With that a new powerful presence was created.

-The Becoming of a Menos a Greater Class-

Though most Hollows are simply transformed souls, a sub-group of Hollows known as Menos exist. Menos are conglomerations of hundreds of normal Hollows, resulting in a single composite entity of far greater strength than any normal Hollow. This is what he have now become. His new massive body have been from feasting on countless fellow hollow. Thus creating what we have before us now.

This cannibal Hollow and many other like it are attracted to one another, and a mass inter-devouring follows, resulting in a Gillian. Not only was he as Gillian, but he was also known as a Menos Grande. Yes, he was the one to have the stronger will over all the other hollows that he merged with. Though he is stronger then the average hollow, he is also apart of the weaker classes of the Menos.

Though he was still different, his mask was unique. It wasn't like that of the average Menos, his mask was completely different. It had markings on it that said so. He didnot have the pointy nose instead he did not have one at all.

As he and many other Menos gathered around one another, it happened again. He had the earge to feed again. He needed to feed again. His body turned to the Menos that was close to his left, he then attacked it with all that he could. Ripping into it's flesh and feeding on it. He would then turned to another as he used his tongue to smash it's mask apart and then feed on that one.

Like before this was to rally and it did all the other Menos that was wihtin the area. The only difference this time is that they did not feed on one another. They tried to feed on his. He did not allow a single one of them to even snip a speck of his flesh. And if they did, he was to be shure to feed from them at his best.

-The Transformation to a Adjuchas the Second Stage-

Over time he have became something more powerful then a mere Menos Grande, he was a Adjuchas now. Now one of the middle class of Menos in terms of power, and the second stage of Menos evolution. Like many Adjuchas he obtained a radical appearance, but it wasn't what you would think, but then again it might have been. He took the form of an Eagle. Superior in size then a Menos. Superior in strength and cunning as well.

He flew from the cave of his former home and sore trough the odd vines that looked like pillars ready to skewer. He then resurrected from the depths of the white sand. Soring hight into the sky dwarfing the area that hes shot up from. His wing span ws great going on for miles almost without end. Hie crimson eyes lingered from spot to spot. His talons were extremey sharp as he let them stretch out and clutchback together.

He then landed creating a great rumble on the surface of which he chosen. He could feel the power coursing through his body, his new body and he could not get enough of it. He could also feel the other hollows comprising his mind and form as well. He knew what he was to do. He then spread his wings and then kicked off from the white sand as he thrusted through the air. All could see him as he was coming, he was coming to feed.

Lke the great beast that he was, he spotted a few targets and despite his massive sive he was as quick as the smallest Adjuchas. He swiftly fell down and cought a two of the few hollows in his talons. He would then fly over to a different spot ad land in order o feed on them. Once he was done with them his eyes gaze back on the rest of them. He then attacked again. Feeding on the hollows that he could find, but it wasn't enough.

As he sore though the air, he spotted a group. A group of Adjuchas. That was what he was looking for, that was what he needed to keep from changing back and to keep the others from over taking him. The group would see him as he got closer. They have heard of him and tey could guess what he wa there for. They ready theirselves. Unamused by that, Raijin swooped down at a great pace and snatched up one of the members of the Adjuchas group and feed from them devouring them leaving nothing to remain.

He then turned back as he was ready to select another of the group. The group saw how fast he was and did not wish to continue, they began to run away. Though they were quick they stood not chance for him. He swooped down and took two more and as he was raising he feast on them both eating them one after another. Taking his time with each of them. Thus after he was done with them two, his eyes landed on the last one. That one was the biggest of the group meaning he was the leader of the pack.

Raijin then landed before the last one ceasing his running. The Adjuchas looked at him with fear. He offered to join up with Raijin in order o bring him greater Adjuchas to feast on, but Raijin simply deneid and stated that it would be foolish of him to let something so mouth watering to escape. With that said the Adjuchas tried to attack, but in a swift movement fail and was feed upon by Raijin. It was not long after that he found more to feast upon.

-The Becoming of a Vasto Lorde, Power in Totality-

Over the ages of him feeding on countless Adjuchas, he finally became something of complete power and destruction a Vasto Lorde. The most powerful class of Menos, and the final stage in the Menos evolutionary line. But he was not just some average Vasto Lorde, he was much ore bright and keen then the others. He was homed by other Vasto Lorde and he had became aprt of their family. A trusted member to say the least.

He was the smallest of all that was around him, so they did not see him as much of a threat in terms of feeding on them. He watched them and learned from them each and every day. His hunger was not like it used to be, it only revealed itself once in a month. He figured that this was common for all other Vasto Lorde. After all this was what he was told by many of them.

Little did he know that he was being lied to, but he did have his thoughts t carry him to this. He would catch any other Vasto Lorde eating constantly and in large quanities. He knew that something was not righ about hat, it seemed that all waseating except him on a regular basis. Though he did not jump to a conclusion. It was until on day that he was walking through the sand of the dark world that he lived in that he over heard the whisper of two Vasto Lorde speaking of him.

This caught his attention like a snap. He stopped all movement as he continued to listen. He over heard them saying that in a few more months they wuld have eaten a fair share of Hollow, Menos and Adjuchas and then they would be so powerful that they would then be able to devour the Vasto Lorde without a problem. Raijin's eyes widen a bit, but that was not the reason it was what he heard after that.

One of them said his name, they said that he was so foolish to believe that he was not to eat everyday and thay he was to be the first to be eaten. He did not understand, he was yet again betrayed by those he trusted. It was like the time of his life experience. He was not going to allow that to happen again. He stepped from his hiding spot to reveal himself to the two. They looked at him in shock. He revealed to them that he heard all that they spoke of and he was not going to show them any mercy for saying what they did.

Thus he attacked them and killed them both where they sttod, he ten devoured them afterwards. Makng his way back to the depths of the dark sand, he was greeted by another Vasto Lorde one who he attacked and feasted on. He would then attack and feed on each and every one of them that he could find. He would then search out those that he knew as not there. This took mulitple decades to do, but he did it withou problem.

-Becoming a Arrancar to an Espada-

Over some time, Raijin came to an end of his search for the Vasto Lorde that betrayed him. He killed and feed from each and everyone of them. There was nothing else for him to do at that point. All that was left was to await more prey and more power. Thus as he did that, he recalled that if he was to remove his mask that greater power would come to him.

He then placed his hands on his mask and then gripped it so greatly. He would then pull away from his face with all his might and as he did so he was wrapped in a white cacoon like substance. This took some time in total about two hours before he could completely remove his mask from his face. Thus a great burst of reiatsu was released and his cacoon like substance was destoyed from his own power.

The area he was standing in sent off a great shockwave and explosion that dwarfed the entire area. As that was done and everything was settling, there standing there was he. He was not clothe. Less then thirty minutes someone came to him. They must have felt his spirit energy from far away. They came to him with clothing and revealled that they were the Primera of a group known as the Espada. They wished for him to join their ranks. They tossed the clothing to him and told him that if he was to accept then put the clothing on, but if he did not do not touch the clothing.

Raijin looked at the person and then the clothes. He then reached for it and placed it on. The person, Primera then smiled as he asked for Raijin to follow him. So he did.

After some time travelling to the place of which he was to call his new home, he was greeted by a number of Espada. The Primera walked from his side to join the group and asked him of his name. Raijin then looked at each of them and said nothing for a moment. He then looked them down with his eyes aimed at them like daggers and said. "My name is, Raijin Loraine." The Espada then smiled at what he said and the they all welcomed him into their home.

Innate Ability: For some odd reason through mean unknown to Raijin himself, he has acidic blood. His blood does not do any harm to him of course nor does it do any harm to him while it is out of hs body. It does do harm to those it make contact with.

Picture of Character: Avi

Sample Chapter: As the white crystalizd rocks blanket the entire area the wind breeze through you both and ran the sand into the air. It could be sensed that something or someone was about to appear and it was strong too. The demintional fabric to the right of Touou and the left of Vincitore was swiftly tampered with. A slit was opened up about four feet wide. It slowly opened like a door from top to bottom. If one was to look into the relm they would see complete nothing.

The Gargantua remained open for the time being as the one that was inside looked to the outside of it. To the appearance of what the one lurking inside saw was two Arrancar that about to engage in combat. The being inside of the relm began to walk to the light that lead outside. The first thing that was to reveal itself was the Arrancar's feet the left one to be exact. As the Arrancar foot was revealed so was a great amountof reiatsu along with it. The Arrancar then revealed its entire body.

The Arrancar was wearing the usual Arrancar uniform with a few self customizations. The pants where like slacks that were wrapped in a black cloth around the calf. The shoes were the original Arrancar footing. His waiste was wrapped in a cloth which was white. The body covered with what appears to be a jacket that strongly looks like a hoody. The face of this Arrancar was calm and dangerous. The iris of his eyes were dark blue and around them was pitch black. His hair was a sandy blonde color and below his eyes and on both sides of his face was two markens that look to be scratches.

This Arrancar was holding an unusual Zanpaktou as it was two of them and connected and gigantic as well. In his right hand was a very large broad sword that was larger then his entire body and it was black with a red seam along the blade. In the center of the blade was two holes and as the blade curl at the tip it looks like a crescent blade. The hilt was red with black trimming on it and at the base of the blade and the hilt was a fur that looked like it belonged to a Lion. The Arrancar took that blade and raised it with ease as he placed it on his shoulders and as he did that the Gargantua behind him closed and vanished repairing the fabric behind it.

In his left hand was a long black pole that was Titanium and seven feet long. At the end of that pole was the weapon itself a gigantic claw that was black with a red seam along the blades. The base of the pole and the claw was the same fur that was on the first weapon. At the end of the pole was a black chain that connected with the first weapon. The Arrancar held that pole in his hand firmly.

The Arrancar looked at both of the other Arrancar and then turned his eyes on Touou. He knew Touou as they are the Fraccion of the Primera Espada. The Arrancar had much respect for Touou and thought that this was going to be the perfect way to show him how strong he was. The Arrancar then spoke.

"Touou-Sempai, it is good to see you again. I see that you are about to engage in combat with this other Arrancar here. I think that this was going to be a bit of a handicap for him to face you alone seeing that you look serious I thought that I come and add fluid to the flames. Now...do not get my wrong I am not here to help him out in fact I am not sure what this is about, but I am sure of one thing....I am not going anywhere. I am going to fight you both."

The Arrancar then lazily turned his eyes to the other Arrancar, one of whom he did not know. The Arrancar looked at him and read him like a book. The Arrancar was interested in the Arrancar's appearance and could tell that he was the type to see himself as royalty, that amused him greatly as the Arrancar saw himself as royalty as well in fact this Arrancar was looked at as Royalty by many. The Arrancar then spoke again.

"You, I do not think I know you in fact I know I don't. But I do not need to know you, you only need to know me. I am....Raijin Loraine. I am the King. I am also Fraccion of the Primera, but that will soon change once I get the chance to fight a Espada myself. I hope that you are as strong as you look, but if you are not then....ol well."

Raijin stood there as he was waiting for one of them to make the first move. He was not going to do it so someone else have to. His eyes steady pacing from Touou to the other Arrancar. His Zanpaktou ready for attacking and countering. The breeze swaying his hair before his eyes and his mouth creating a grin of sinister thoughts.

Curse ye! Choosing to wear darker clothing, and I thought I was going to be the only one who had crimson eyes, black hair, and dark clothes. XD. Jk, jk.

Anyhow, approved, I suppose. Welcome aboard good sir.