*Bleach belongs by Tite Kubo along with all Bleach characters
*For Honor belongs to Ubisoft
*Arata Takahashi belongs to me
*Takes place after the Soul Society Arc
Hitokiris. Ghostly warriors who have lost all faith in humanity. They are agents of d...
Arata ran through dark alley ways and streets to the strange presence. The closer he got, the more the pressure on his body became. The pressure became so heavy, he had to stop running to collect himself or he would have passed out.
Just keep running. You'll find the source soon.
The hitokiri did not even know why he was running to this ominous source. Anyone in his place would be running AWAY from such a thing but with Arata it was different. He always ran toward danger, even before he became a hitokiri. He guessed it was out of curiosity or that this presence could answers the questions in his mind.
He rounded a corner and a little boy knocked into him. The boy reached his hips and wore khaki shorts and a white t-shirt. He had messy black hair underneath his backwards baseball cap and eyes wide in fear. The feature that caught his attention though was the chain on his chest. At it didn't look like it was on his t-shirt but his actual body.
The boy looks up to see an imposing figure. A man with a strong body and a height of 6'7. His head was shaved and showed a large scar near the top of his head. He wore old fashioned Japanese garbs with a long piece of red cloth draping over his left shoulder, with rope bindings for his upper body and limbs. He wore black steel armor on his shins, biceps, and forearms. On both his arms were red dragon tattoos, both leading to his chest and upper back. On his waist was a waist-cloth decorated with puppet heads. The most scary thing about this man was probably his mask. Instead of white wood, it was made of something stronger, like bone. Its facial expression was devoid of emotion and only contained two eye holes and an open horizontal oval mouth. Red markings were underneath each eye and a red circle on forehead. The mask was attached to red rope which was lined with streamers.
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(Just the mask. Without cloth cap. In red)
The boy cried out in fear at Arata and shielded his face with his arms.
Arata expected this. He was never good with children but he tried his best to stay patient with them.
"Child, stop your crying". It did the exact opposite. The boy cried more after hearing Arata's raspy, deathly voice.
Before he could tell him to stop again, he felt the presence again and looked in its direction. It was behind the boy and it wascoming quick. From Arata's eyes he saw a simmer at first until a creature started to form. It came in the form of a big dog, the size of a house, but it lacked any fur, instead showing off a grayish-blue skin. It's face was covered with a white mask like him. On its chest was hole. It roared as it neared Arata and the boy.
Arata thought quickly and grabbed the boy and ran. He and the little boy ran through narrow streets and alleys, all the while avoiding the dog creature. But the streets and alleys were a maze for the inexperienced executioner. He ran through to the best of his abilities but eventually ended up in a dead end. After turning around to head out, the dog enter the alley and blocked the two.
