Name: Jun'Ichi Masaru (June-E-Chi Mass-A-Ru)

Aliases/ Nicknames: Doc
Physical Description: X
Age: 27 November 16/1971-March 4/1999

Zanpaktou's Spirit & Name: Mikado X

Zanpaktou: X At First it appears to be just a regular Katana, until it is released. It rest on his lower back sitting horizontal ready to be drwan at a moments notice.
Not Achieved

Shikai Release: Supress Them, Mikado
Not Achieved

Shikai: X
When Released the sword and case begin to melt into one leaving only the solid form of a black wooden Bokken. The weapon is like a reiatsu sponge able to soak up amounts of and release upon attacks, or allow the user to discharge from their body. Beyondthat of slashes of energy and beams his blade is never meant to cut the body, on the outside. The stored reiatsu can be released say when landing a glancing blow. The energy is them passed off also intensifying the blow. So upon a full on blow discharging most or all of the stored energy, could result in something catastrophic. The reiatsu is gathered through time upon the strength of the wielder fatigue and wounds may slow the absorbtion. Also landing a blow on an enemy may allow for theft of reiatsu.
Not Achieved

Bankai: Rule Over All, Shinko Mikado
Uttering the words, his shadow beginds to slither up his body and then pull away from until the image of his sword stands next to him. The marks that adorn his Zanpakto's spirit begin to mark him as well. Both wielding Bokken they act independtly on their own. Mikado is able to do just about everything his master can with a few exceptions. In times of drastic measures he will use his final skill, which upon both forms driving their weapons into the other fuse. X In this form their weapon vanishes, taking on its abilities they are able to absorb the reiatsu around them and empower thier kidou or hand to hand combat. Thus again with each blow driving thier energy into their opponent, either adding more power to the punch or attempting to damage an organ bone or muscle. Either to disable, and only to kill in situations that demand it.
Not Achieved

Special Accessories: None as of yet.

Skills: A strategist from his love of chess and igo. A doctor by trade and scientist by curious nature. Boarding schools taught him swordskills in the range of fencing and kendo. He began taking martial arts later in life to stay healthy and keep his body as sharp as his mind. Kidou is now his next task in wish he plans to be a master of, or at least one of the best.

Abilities: Slight reiatsu manipulation.

Personality: A calm collected young man, and very light hearted. Not one to let much hang on his shoulders, laid back in a sense. Yet still at all times he is constantly taking in everything around him constantly analyzing it all. Loyal at heart to his cause along with determined and just to the point.

Biography/History: He is the only son to a well known doctor father, a mother well versed in the ways of massage and acupuncture. Between them both he got a very quick and early grasp of the human body and its workings. Around his fifth birthday his mouther died in traffic accident, his father wanting him to be raised correctly sent him off to a fine boarding school for young men. He was groomed and raised to be a gentleman and scholar. His mind was sharp, ready to learn always and quick to grasp the straws. Fencing, chess, igo, kendo, and martial arts all activites that he picked up at school to keep his mind and body active. At the age of seventeen after leaving school he began college quickly attempting to follow in his father footsteps and make him proud. Now twenty-four and several months before he was to begin his first practice, his father passed away in his sleep. He began to learn acupuncture as a way to honor his mother and carry on both of his familys practices.

One late night at the hostpital he was on his way out only to find a young man stealing medicine. Appoaching the man a gun was soon brandished by the theif and in a panic state shot at the doctor. Only meaning to scare him, it was only when the smoke cleared that his aim was a bit off and the Jun'ichi began to slide down the wall. Death slowly began to embrace him and he only began to fret as he felt he let his parents down.

Much later he was wandering the lab halls of the hospital, before he had the feeling that something was following him. He quickly ducked into a room and soon after a voice called out to him, no hissed out after him. The very words that echoed around him seemed drenched with evil.

"You smell so sweet and succlent" it cried out, "Come out and end this game, Let me devour you!" were its last words as it began to approach the room he was in. Soon he began to muster his courage to face this threat before something halted him. It was another voice, a womans she was stern and commanding to the other. That was before something of a confontation began, sounds of blood spilling and screams of pain shot out. Panicing he back up knocking over a glass, as it soon feel to the ground and shattering it grew quiet. Everything seem still and silent till the door opened and in stepped a small frame, a woman. None of this mattered to him as his eyes were transfixed to the blade she was holding dripping with blood. Assuming it was the demon outsides made no difference the rush of everything caused him to fall his knees weak. He closed his eyes and lowered his head awaiting death.

The sound of a chain jingling was heard before a soft hand was on his cheek. It lifted his chin as he opened his eyes still to dark to see the face of the lady.

"I am not your executioner, I am here to set you free" she said to him softly. This lifted his heart and spirit a bit before she spoke again. "Are you ready?" she asked as he nodded it felt as if the hilt of bade touched his forehead. As she bgean to back away from him he felt a warmth fill his body, his fears and doubts and sorrows washed away. Soon a light filled him and the room and in a flash all that was left was the young lady, holding a butterfly.

"Go ahead, you are free" she whispered as she raised her hands allowing it to fly away. As soon as it was out of sight her head slowly dropped the smile still on her face. "I thank you for letting me save him from my fate, maybe you still have something of a heart left.." she said as the figure form before snake up behind her its jaws opening to engulf the injured shinigami. To fatigued and badly wounded to go on she readied herself for death, at least her soul was at peace.

Shortly after Jun'ichi arrived at Soul Society, to start a new life.

Signature/Patented Technique: None as of Yet

Guild Status: None as of yet

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