Zanshin Zaigou, Original Sin

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"I will plead my insanity until the very end. What's done is done. I, Zanshin Zaigou, shall rise above the ashes."
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◇The Persona◇

"All this time, you've been addressing me as 'Shinigami', but the real truth is that I'm human!"

First Name: Zanshin
Middle Name: Xan
Last Name: Zaigou
Aliases/Nicknames: N/A
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Race: Bounto
Ranking/Job: Leader

☆The Strategy☆

"The Soul Slayer is the mirroring of the user. The whiny bitch calling them 'partner' is weak. That's a line for the both of us!"

Element Affiliation: Doll: Somewhat Near Life and Death, Sword: Reaitsu Based
Weapon: Zanshin Zaigou, Original Sin Monster_udah

(All you need to know is its 5"1 in height and that it pretty much stinks with the decaying and all)
Fighting Style: Hakuda
Special Abilities: Zanshin's doll as only one ability. Resurrection of the Dead. Zanshin's doll has the ability to revive those who have been taken by death as long as they have a body, meaning it would be impossible to revive things with arms if they had no arms before death or being totally incinerated and such things as that. Zanshin's Doll stops the spirit of the body from leaving the body to go to Rukongai or wander the earth until the spirit would be eaten or sent to Rukongai. The doll traps the spirit within the body thus creating a type of life within the dead body. This dead being is only loyal to the doll which the doll is loyal to Zanshin and so he can manipulate the dead making *Zombies*. He can put in more spirits in one body thus creating a more powerful body, the zombie retains certain memories from their earlier lives such as combat moves and certain motifs but in a few hours their will will only belong to Zanshin no matter how strong willed the previous holder was but they have the same personality of their previous lives, if in the previous life they were idiots they are gonna be idiots in this one too. The body has dead nerves and non functioning organs thus they cannot feel pain or be killed unless you managed to get rid of the entire body (putting it on fire and turning it into dust). You could decapitate their head, but it won't stop them moving. They will keep on going. This ability can be only used on other players characters that have died in battle against Zanshin. If they are revived and Zanshin's Doll goes back to its sealed state the *zombie* will still live and be controlled by Zanshin. The medium is a rather large sphere with ancient markings in a bright red color, this sphere needs to be held in two hands to properly display it.
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□The Approach□

"I've grown bored of your face."

Appearance: Zanshin is shorter then those who are around his age he is of the age of sixteen and yet he is only five foot five in height, thus this makes people believe that he is much younger then how old he actually is. As a result of his height, he doesn't weigh a lot either, he weighs 93 lbs. thus most people would be able to lift him up quite easily and things such as that. Despite how much he weighs or how tall he is he has a slightly muscular body built thus making him look a tad bit stronger then without it. He is incredibly pale compared to others, practically as white as snow. However the temperature of his body is quite cold thus when you touch him it feels as if he was made out of ice. On the upper left of his torso, there is a type of Tattoo colored a brownish color, this is a Tattoo given to those that were slaves which were forced to do manual labor and other things as well. This is how Zanshin has a slightly muscular built, due to him being a slave until he was released from slavery. His skin, flawless one might say, despite his days as a slave there are no scars, old cuts or anything. No freckles, no acne, he doesn't have any naturally all that there is, is his perfect face. He has a nearly hairless body except for his head.

He usually as is eyes semi closed due to being somewhat tired all the time due to him being a insomniac which means he doesn't sleep. His eyes are a purplish color which they seem to be observing everything around him even behind his back. These eyes they seem to be able to see through everything and understand everything, these eyes of his usually make others nervous as though as if he knew everything about themselves. His hair color is unusual for a Guy since it's color is a pink type of color. His hair is in a spiky style, covering his head with pink. Bangs of the front drop down until it reaches his nose, his hair is semi long due to the fact that he didn't cut it for a while and he likes it as it is right now. The hair hides his ears as it drops down, thus you wouldn't normally see Zanshin's ears unless a gust of wind picked up and made the hair at the side of his head fly in a direction.

On top of the pink, semi-long and spiky hair rests a hat. Zanshin usually has the hat on. The hat is more for a fashion sense and as well it distracts others from the color of his hair. The hat fits perfectly for his head, it's bigger then his head due to his hair it fits pretty nicely. The hat is colored a dark type of color with a white silvery with hints of green and a purplish pink streak going across it. The middle of it there is a green colored circle and by its side it seems to have wings colored a silvery white with hints of pink and green. At the end of his hat there are a few silvery accessories stitched into it, both of them who look like hearts stabbed through with the same metal which resembles a metal pole of some sorts. Around Zanshin's neck lies a type of collar of sorts, it is made out of red colored leather and as silvery circles at equal distance from another going around the collar, this collar absorbs his Reaitsu by 80% and stores it within the collar to make him appear weak and make others not detect him as easily. Zanshin wears a white colored short sleeved shirt. The shirt is small sized and it looks practically perfect for Zanshin. The third or so last button is the only button that is buttoned up, Zanshin usually has his shirt like this so you can see how he is little physically built he is. On both of his hands are brown colored gloves.

As for the subject of pants, like most people Zanshin has them as well. He has a pair of jeans that are colored a Dark Blue type of color. They are a tad bit tight as Zanshin prefers to have pants like this. However the pants are long, they practically touch the ground that Zanshin steps upon thus he could easily trip over them if he wasn't careful. Around his waist there is a belt, seemingly matching his hat and collar. The belt falls off of Zanshin's figure as usually nothing special about it then to have more fashion sense. Zanshin wears sneakers, with a mixture of white and black and gives it a nice balance between the two, However Zanshin usually has those shoes off as he feels more constrained from moving due to the shoes and socks, so you could probably usually see Zanshin without his shoes or socks if you looked down to his feet which despite not having anything to cover them up while walking around, they seem pretty clean.

Personality: Zanshin possesses just enough intellect to see past the games of breakfast, lunch and bed, and not quite enough to know that buckling down and working to control the world was a far safer venue that setting yourself up as a demonic lord. But to hear it from him, the latter itself would be foolishness; there are far greater prizes to be won than kingdoms or even gods. Zanshin has an ambition which burns inside him to possess reality itself, and to those ends there is nothing sacred. All those who would cling to the practice of gaining traditional power or worshiping deities who seem so weak on their own thrones are considered lacking in ambition by the Bount, who tends to see rules and restrictions as challenges for growth. The concepts of dark arts are laughable for Zanshin, who sees no such thing as good or evil. Morality, in his eyes, is set down by the gods to be followed by quaking mortal sheep, and if you need not obey them then why should you abstain? For this reason, it is quite simple for the man to perform deeds which could be considered perversions of nature or of justice-why bother stopping? Who was going to catch you? The police? Well, if you were weak enough or shortsighted enough to be stopped by a -cop-, then you deserved your fate.

Understandably,Zanshin thinks of the divine as being nothing more than overgrown humans who have power that they should keep better watch over lest it be taken from them. There is no reason in his eyes as to why a human cannot attain that level, particularly not when the gods pluck away souls and then bind them to their wants. By the same token, Zanshin suffers from feeling as if there are no absolutes in the world. He occasionally tires of his own games, knowing by his own logic that reality is only what he is reaching for, and if he should put his side of the playing pieces down then there are no stories of justice or morals to rally him back. He is far too proud to resort to giving into such illusions, however, What do you do when you see the seams of the world and also see just how frail they truly are? When you can shake out the game of mortal lives and bind it to your own ambition to give it its only worth, what rule is there to command you when the nights are quiet and the rewards not as bright as they had once seemed to be?

You entertain yourself. Zanshin has no intentions yet of giving into the same despair which his own logics have brought him to, and if his laughter is a little too wild and a little too out of control-forgive him, he's only having a long day. Zanshin also has a noted lack of patience, expecting other people to at least be enrolled in whichever task they claim to be intent on. Those who will not either admit to having no interest or no purpose in being involved with a subject are only wastes of time. When the Bount has a more relaxed schedule, he does not mind being diverted, but when he is fixed upon a task he demands for it to be completed and to the flames can be resigned any who do not intend to help or get out of his way. Because of this, many can be put off by Zanshin's mannerisms, which swing from utterly playful to ruthlessly in demand for them to perform appropriately. His life in a complete disarray he follows his own.

The Bount also enjoys amused whining and being utterly off-balance in his approach to others. At heart, he knows that he would rather be seen in thrall to a baker's cart than actually resist fulfilling one of his plans due to mere complaints, but it's far too entertaining to watch other people react. For a man with such a sense of pride, he gives up a surprising amount in just how silly he can get-incomprehensible to all save those who see just how sensitive he can get when his intellectual capacities, the true root of his vanity, are mocked and assumed lacking.
Likes:
◇ Enjoys Eating Peaches
◇ Being Near a Person
◇ Sarcasm
Dislikes
◇ People in General
◇ His Doll's Appearance
◇ Pointless Tasks
Fears:
◇ Many Insects
Bad Habit: When he feels frustrated, depressed etc... He gets really drunk

△The Purpose△

"I wanted to be strong and hold it all in, but I realized I was hurting those around me. Don't do it alone, you selfish bastard!"

Parents: Higari Zaigou (Father) Sizume Kirokure (Mother) Both Death
Siblings: One Sibling Alive, Someone may RP as him/her. PM me for details.
History: Zanshin, how did the light, become so dark?

Zanshin, he didn't had a normal childhood like any other boy. Where did he come from? Just who is he? No one truly knows who Zanshin truly is. Zanshin seems like a harmless boy, however he isn't. There used to be a village, a village of a ancient tribe of people who clearly believe in the gods, this was a small but yet prosperous village. It was a village where no one had any out of the ordinary heritage, where everyone was just normal people under the guide of the village chief. This village was located in the desert, very close to a oasis. Back when the village was first born, the ancestors of the village chief were prophets and priestess's, it was told that on the 18th generation, the second child of the descendant from that century would be the embodiment of every sin that humanity has ever committed. This child was to be sacrificed to the gods to pardon humanity for its sins. One day the village chief and his wife had a child, by the name of Zanshin. He was the second child, he would eb sacrificed to the gods when he came to age of 18 years old, to die the most painful and longest death. The parents knowing that this was supposed to be done when he was of age, thought they may as well make his life as perfect as they can before he would be to be sacrificed to the gods, the other villagers agreed as well to take good care of the child. However, Zanshin's older sibling was jealous of him. As now the people of the village were more talking about Zanshin then the older sibling. However as years passed by, the older sibling's jealousy and envy disappeared. Zanshin was respected and quite well liked throughout the village, others would often play games with him and he would be happy. At least appeared happy. When Zanshin was eight years old, something happened to the village. It was destroyed. Who did it? Was it Zanshin? How? It was indeed that Zanshin was the one that destroyed the village and no one else. However, Zanshin at the age of eight couldn't possibly destroy the village all by himself, neither would someone of the village help him accomplish it. All he did was say a few things here and there and watched as things unfolded. People killed one another, people who used to be friends, lovers. People killed children, their own family and even Zanshin's father and mother. The village was in a state of chaos, the village was burning to the ground and everything was disappearing from his life. The faces, people he knew and people that loved him died. Those faces that he saw suffer and die... This made Zanshin feel so alive. As he was gazing at the village from a safe distance, observing what is happening. Why? Why did Zanshin do it? He knew what was gonna happen to him and he sure wasn't gonna let it happen, besides... he's the embodiment of every sin that humanity has ever committed, of course he would be evil. He laughed, laughed loudly where if anybody in the village that was still alive could hear it.

Hehehehehe... Hahahahahaha!

This was what made his blood boil, what made him tremble with excitement! This is what he loved, this is power that he wants! He laughed as this made him feel truly happy, where everyone he knew died and suffered. At least he thought, one of the villager's managed to survive this. His sibling. However Zanshin was pretty sure that everyone was dead and so he gathered up provisions and water. He was gonna travel, he was gonna find other things that bring him such excitement. That's all he wanted. He set out into the desert, days have passed and his provisions were getting low, but nonetheless he knew what to do. He found a way to salvage the food and water that he had left and managed to come up with a way to survive for roughly around two weeks. However two weeks have long since passed and he still hadn't seen a village, let alone a traveler. His hunger, his need of water and his fatigue brought him down unto his knees. Is it Karma? he thought to himself before his body fell down unto the sandy floor of the desert. He never believed that God existed, if he did then he was one cruel god. Why must good people like from his own village die, they had never done anything bad and were good but God didn't do anything to stop Zanshin. This was Zanshin's theory on God, there's a chance he might exist but if he does he is obviously cruel. Zanshin wasn't expecting anyone to save him from the brinks of death, especially since he was lost and in the middle of the desert. He slowly succumbed to sleep as he thought he might as well sleep while he dies. The next day, a stranger in a cloak that hid his face found Zanshin while he was walking towards somewhere, the stranger applied medical treatment and gave him food and water while he was unconscious.

The stranger then brought Zanshin along with him, the stranger walked for a few hours and he was facing apparently what seemed like a castle on the outside. In truth this was actually a Arena, where people are brought and forced to either do Manuel labor or fight to the death like gladiators. When Zanshin woke up, he looked around as he slightly and slowly lift himself from a bed. He was apparently in a prison cell. The stranger was in front of his cell, looking at Zanshin. His cloak's hood hid his face in darkness so Zanshin wasn't able to tell who it was. The stranger told him in exchange for saving Zanshin's life, that he would stay here for a while. Zanshin thought it was fair and agreed, but he wasn't sure what he was getting himself into. He was doing manual labor for a while, the labor that he had done greatly enhanced his physical prowess. When he was old enough, he started to be a Gladiator, the manual labor was certainly a great help as it helped prepare him strength wise. Zanshin was certainly a great fighter but there's always those that would be able to beat him in a fight so he improvised. He said things here and there and soon enough those that would be a nuisance to Zanshin were disposed of by large groups of people that he would be able to take care of if they should ever fight. One day, Zanshin said things here and there and people killed one another and Zanshin as usual just stood idle and watched the event that was going along with his default expression with closed happy looking eyes and a small smile. The guards came to check out the noise and saw that everyone was dead, Zanshin was the only one unharmed and there alive sitting in a corner with him hugging his legs with his default expression. The guards figured it must've been Zanshin that killed all these people and so Zanshin was turning into a celebrity and people from all over the country and others came to see him fight at the Arena. The Arena was doing good thanks to Zanshin.

Fights have been getting much easier for Zanshin, he was using the fear that he had create through the people of the Arena to his advantage. There were people who were stronger then Zanshin in terms of Strength but thanks to the fear that he had created, they were afraid of him and that very same fear made them that much weaker. He was a God here, he liked it. Power. Everyone feared him because of that power. This is what he likes. This is what he loves. This is what he wants. However, he knew that no matter how long hell stay here it won't satisfy his thirst for power. He wanted so much more, he wanted so much more that he couldn't take it. He did exactly what he had done to his home village. Say a few things here and there, and merely observe whats going to happen. The arena was in a state of chaos and everyone was dying, he was happy. This is what made him feel so happy. He laughed once more.

Hehehehehe... Hahahahahaha!

When he stopped laughing, he opened his eyes and realized something pretty important. He was still in his cell, locked in. The metal was reinforced type of steel so breaking that would be near impossibility for Zanshin. He looked around him, and he saw nothing more then a bed and a pillow and brick walls. Nothing here is gonna help him get out, was he stuck here forever? He decided he may as well figure out something in the morning, he was tired. So he walked towards his bed and then started to sleep in his usual fashion of sleeping to the left on his sides, thus facing the wall. The next day, he woke up early due to the smell of rotting corpses and insects and animals of the like chewing on the corpses. He looked under his bed because maybe there was a trap hole or something under it, but he was pretty sure that there wasn't any trap hole since its so cliché. However he did realize a crack in the brick wall, he moved his bed away to examine it better. He started to poke the crack and the crack grew bigger and he managed to pull the brick to himself and it reveal a passage hidden by Darkness, however its either going straight out, or falling down as he wasn't sure if the floor was there since it was so dark in there. However, he still went after there. But... instead... he was falling. However it wasn't that deep so Zanshin didn't die from falling but he did get a bit hurt. He walked along the darkness, following his instinct as he couldn't feel anything around him or even smell if there is fresh air. All he could do is rely on his intuition. He got out of there, guess luck is on his side. He then continued to travel, he traveled by foot and by boat. Going from land to land hoping to find something that may benefit him to his goal of absolute power. Like last time, he was getting tired, hungry and thirsty and he as the same as last time succumbed into darkness. However the stranger from before found him and dropped him off at the next town, Karakura. Zanshin, had shown to use abilities and was regarded as a Bounto. He didn't go to school as those things didn't interest him and him being there would make him stand out too much. He lives in Karakura Town, inside the Bount Mansion.
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