User:EternalJunior/Heavy Duty Training

Shihouin Rin, wishing to test and further his own limitations; gathered in Fake Karakura Town. Wispy gusts of wind billowed around abandoned streets and demolished buildings of Fake Karakura Town, aftermath of the White Invasion. A good deal of the city a ruin and was by no means inhabitable, but great location for putting ones battle skills to the test. Following the war, its was employed by many as a means of practice, very useful in this regard. In order to reach his goal, he would have to put forth his very best in order to become stronger; in order to fully access his Zanpakutō, in addition, to increasing his already quite fearsome shinigami abilities.

Completing his two-hundred fiftieth push-up Rin leaped up, wiping the beads of sweat rolling down from his brow. "Still not enough" he muttered. The bright sky above left a feeling of empathy surge through him, emanating about was the multiple battles previously fought here years ago between the Espada and Gotei 13. Sighing, Rin bolted forth with shunpo at excessive speeds. Moving from building to building and decimating them as he did, he attempted to keep his pace consistent though he was tiring rather quickly.

After having come to the fringes of town, he stopped and frowned. "Dammit. I only made two go-arounds." He said, noting that he had only dashed around Karakura Town twice. Dropping to the ground, he commenced another series of push-ups. A moment passed before he had began to slow down, finally dropping to the ground in a heap of ragged breaths. "...224...225..226." Panting, he attempted to bring himself back up to no avail for the first three times before he managed to get to his feet.

He allowed a moment to rest before he began another session. Gingerly, he brought his hands to the sky and suddenly, a torrent of hellfire rained down onto him like a storm. "Ōkasen" he chanted. Glaring up, he flew into the sky averting the array of yellow blasts that sought him out. He moved to the left, ducked and the left again to avert. His eyes batted about flagrantly as he desperately evaded, unfortunately being caught by one in his shoulder. Suddenly, followed up by another strike to the shoulder and then one to the gut, sending him crashing into a building.

In a low crouch above a demolished building ingrained with torn over trees and rocks, he sighed in disappointment. Long ago, he had Yoruichi put up a field around the town, more of a fence, it was composed of the same entirety as the sekkiseki stone. The stone would faciliate all spirit energy and consume any attack reinforced by spiritual energy, following it would partially absorb the energy. Thus, whenever in this location his spiritual energy is lessened considerable, so survival of any attack would be lessened to a degree.

Even with that in mind, Rin was angered by his own weakness. Visions of his mother and Komishinara arose as he unsheathed his blade, his vow to her and commitment to do right by everyone were fading unless he become stronger.

"I'm suprised, Shihouin Rin. You don't seem the least bit interested in using me, do you?" said a lilthe voice, a fraction of a supple, serenely ornamented visage appeared from the corner of Rin's eye, slowly shaping into view. Long flowing black hair and sharp eyes stung, watching every single movement Rin preformed.

He failed to turn around, simply agitated by her very presence. He sighed before clinching is fists and releasing a small growl "My beautiful Camellia. Nice to see you doing well."

"Please, refer to me by my name, Jigen Kyori. It's disrespectful to do otherwise."

"I apologize, Camellia." he retorted. "Why're you here?" He inquired, spinning around to confront the Zanpakutou spirit. Astonishingly, the spirit was already standing directly in front of Rin. Her elegant pink dress billowed in the sudden gust of wind, a scowl etched onto her ghostly pale face.

"You know exactly why I'm here, master." She stated plainly, generating a massive shockwave of energy which rippled through the rooftop and sent Rin flying back, crashing into another building and making it come crashing on top of him.

"She's in Karakura Town. She is getting more powerful. Unfortunately, even if I do manage to beat her this time I still won't be able to harmonize with her." Rin thought.

"I can here you" she replied, "We are one in the same, Shihouin Rin. You cannot escape me. You will learn what true fear is." From underneath her flowing kimono, Jigen Kyori rose a slim katana, consequently, her master did the same. "You are aware that I am far superior to you in battle. We have battled many times before. I have won every time. You have"

"Shutup, Camellia. I haven't failed at anything. Your just a bad spirit. I do not fear you and will never fear you." Wiping the dirt on his shoulder and sleeve, he exerted spiritual force that partitioned the gathering cloud of debris around him. "You always interrupt my training. You never cease to annoy me, Camellia."

"Oh how I do hate that nickname."

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Bursts of compelling energy coalsced in the sky, followed by a resounding metallic clang of swords. Spiritual force rained down from the sky in torrents, the two going at each other like a bull attacking a competiting male bull. Blades locked, swerved and clashed once more; shrieks of shredding flesh and gentle trickling of blood came into existence.

Tormenting wounds spewed crimson as Rin glared at Jigen Kyori, his eyes slanted while he formulated another plan of attack, all the while, preparing himself for another collision. "Master, your attention seems to be elsewhere. Please don't tell me that the notion of Akutō is actually appealing to you."

Rin immediately began to exude anger, though it was cleverly hidden by his exterior, he ripped his sword back and charged forth. Thrusting his blade with his right hand, Rin raised his left index finger and shot forth a stream of pure lightning toward his opponent. While that ensued however, Jigen Kyori had already displayed her prowess; placing her blade horizontally to deflect the blade while twisting her body around to avoid the Byakurai. As he entered her proximity, a burst of reishi via Jigen Kyori greeted him; consuming his left arm and leg in a blinding flash.

Without fail, Jigen Kyori began a series of destructive swordplay; swinging her blade about with careful precision, targeting any vital point in the two afermentioned limbs. Before he could react, Rin barreled from the gathering of spirit energy, crashing into the side of another building, causing a crater to form around him. His left arm and leg were dressed in multiple slash wounds.

"You still don't fear me, do you, Shihouin Rin?" Jigen Kyori appeared a few steps in front of Rin.

"Give me a break." Releasing himself from the crackling crater his crash caused, he flew toward his zanpakutou spirit slowly, just before suddenly, demonstrating his speed; using shunpo he gathered himself behind the spirit, his palm open, upward and angled toward Jigen Kyori. "Hyapporankan" he chanted, causing a rod of dense blue energy to form in his palm. Splintering off into multiple rods as he threw it, pinning down the unharmed Jigen Kyori with the assistance of her rather large kimono. The majority of the rods trapped her by wrapping around her limbs, but three others impaled her leg and lower stomach.

With her trapped, Rin brought his fist up. A crackling noise began to reverberate as his fists shook violently, radiating energy at the seams. Blue energy became dense around his fist and arm, before shooting outward and vanishing. As it did, he swung his arm forth, causing a blue thread of energy to wrap around Jigen Kyori. Try as she might, she could not move from the current position. She wiggled her arms and legs back and forth but that was as much she could manage. "What is this?" She asked, entrapped by Rin's clever usage of magic.

"Seki. I contain the spell around my arm and use the replusive force of the spell to my benefit, constructing a Seki thread around my opponent to prevent movement. It only lasts for a few minutes so don't worry." As he spoke, blood slowly ran from his lip, left limbs, and abdomen. "Your swordsmanship surpassed mine, but I am well aware that you lack efficiency in magic. Or maybe, your creativity is what hinders you. I don't really care."

Panting heavily, Rin noted the damange done to him by his oppone---his sword, and the lessening of the spirit energy at his disposal. "You are a wall that I will shatter, Jigen Kyori. Goodbye." He motioned, grabbing the sword and thrusting it toward the center of Jigen Kyori. However, as his attack commenced Rin was blinded by a blinding flash of purple that forced him to reel back, covering his eyes with his bloody left arm.

After the flash ended, he shook with disbelief. "I forgot."

Watching Jigen Kyori, her physique small while she looked down on Rin from above. In her hands were two pair of Dao Swords, colored a stainless amber steel tempered through the anvil of battle and swordplay she held them expertly while shaking her head, frowning. "I'm sad to see that you forget so easily. How long ago was our last battle."

Rin groaned to himself as he watched the building around him diminish and crumble, arrays of them all crashing and seemingly imploding all around him. All the while he felt the sharp sting of a blade pierce his stomach, swallowing his own blood in the process, he felt the blurring of his eyes and fading of consciousness. "I will never fear you, Jigen Kyori."

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Awakening in a daze, Rin was atop a building in Fake Karakura Town. Having been, once again, nearly killed by his Zanpakutou. His training was interrupted by his quite insistent Jigen Kyori, but even so, with the current wounds that pained him, he remained content with his training session.