Mayhem, destruction... and torrents of blood.
A fight in which even after training so hard, Ryōma still found himself stuck in a defensive position in front of Kenpachi's abrasive power. This man was like a walking mountain of Reiatsu, like a heavy object that perturbed the Reiryoku in the surroundings to lean his way.
*CLAANG!*
Zampakutō met Zampakutō on the desolated and evacuated streets of the Seireitei.
Ryōma could use Shitsutora offensively and defensively; there was little margin for Kenpachi to deal a vicious strike. He sliced and ducked, shifted and flickered... but for his every move Ryōma had a response.
'Impeccable performance' Kenpachi thought with boiling blood.
"Even with this much you still won't go down, good... GOOD!"
Kenpachi held his eyepatch and yanked it away fiercely.
*BOOOMMMMM!!*
*WHOOSH!*
An explosion of golden Reiatsu took over the Seireitei, gaining the attention of a few high-profile individuals; it was like the world had gone heavier. Ryōma was amazed that Zaraki Kenpachi could still get stronger, but this only increased his desire to fight even more... his Reiatsu was like a Tsunami.
"I never expected you to be so fucking strong... I could almost shiver~" Ryōma smirked, glad he had arrived in a world where such swordmasters existed.
Kenpachi touched one of the little bells that were attached to his spiky hair, he pointed his sword forward in full length.
"Do you know why I wear these bells? It is because any fight nowadays is barely interesting... I have to do at least this much to make those fights worthwhile by making my enemies aware of my presence at all times, it's annoying".
"It must have been hard".
"Yes, for you too... but not anymore, kid. You won't feel that hopeless frustration after I have massacred you~" Kenpachi took a step forward, and the ground shook with a single step.
"Whichever of us wins is just going to lose one great opponent, a pity indeed" Ryoma stepped forward as well, one step at a time until two beasts were in front of one another.
"After feeling this power, do you still think you can win this fight...?" Zaraki Kenpachi growled with a grim.
*RUMBLE!*
Two powerful Reiatsu peaked up threatening to shatter the world, in no way would any onlooker not mistake this young man for a captain. Gold and purple irradiated forth.
With one swift move, they yanked each other's Haori.
"Show me otherwise!"
*BAAAANGGG!!*
A strong headbutt that exploded like a bang had either of them gritting their teeth in order to hold the blood from rushing off their lips, miserably failing to do so. With one swift move, Ryōma gained a stance, risking it all.
There was no reality in which Kenpachi could be defeated without giving it his all.
*BOOOOMMM!!!*
Another explosion of Reiatsu enveloped Ray in not a shiny aura, but instead a malignant dark purplish one that caught Kenpachi off-guard. He couldn't help but gasp as he never felt anything like it.
Mikoto and Sakuya were together with Kurayami in a faraway rooftop looking at the fight, both girls gasped, "R-Ryōma had achieved Shikai with Hebimaru? When?".
"He did not too long ago. As for the reason why you didn't know... it is because I took Ryōma to a separate concealed place in order to unleash and train it" Kurayami said, "It was days ago... thankfully he did so or he wouldn't be able to face Zaraki Kenpachi right now".
Sakuya frowned, she wasn't clear why the details of this hadn't been told to her as there was rarely any secret Ryoma withheld from her. At least that she knew.
"Why did you have to do that?".
Kurayami bit her lips, "Because his Shikai was too dangerous and he didn't want you to be exposed to it by mistake as he learned how to control it. In fact... he still doesn't know how to control it".
...
"Two Zampakutōs... two Shikais? HAHAHAHA!" Kenpachi billowed madly.
The length of Ryōma's sword extended until it was the same length as Kenpachi's nodachi, roughly two metres just in blade alone, emitting a purple hue with a sharp purple edge that emanated danger. He held it while also having Shitsutora with gauntlets and gloves.
Without even waiting a second more, Ryōma swung his sword casually... he sliced the air and was nowhere close to striking Kenpachi, hence why the latter didn't bother to evade it... there was not even any intent in that strike.
However, a purple line was swiftly drawn on Kenpachi's chest, shining ominously... and the next second he regretted his leisure.
!!!!
"UGHHHH!!!!"
"Only a fool would just stay there... allowing a venomous snake to bite him".
Kenpachi shrieked, fell on his knees feeling a pain that couldn't be compared to anything he had ever experienced. His veins boulged and the skin went red.
"I live for pain... it doesn't matter if I cause it or suffer it... I get stronger".
*RUMBLE!!*
Even more energy left Kenpachi's body as he struggled against that pain that made him wish he was dead but unable to. It was a lethal poison... but it wasn't a poison that could kill.
Unohana stared at everything in the distance, "It is the same with Kurayami, a phantom pain that attacks deep inside... such a technique at a Shikai form, how is it possible?".
"It is a power that targets the very soul" Aizen commented with a smile on his face, rubbing his shin, "Those are quite rare, the last precedent of a Zampakutō capable of tampering with the soul directly rather than Reishi..."
"Captain Yamamoto's flames" Unohana finished, "An individual's body is made of soul, mind and reishi (spiritual amalgamation), most Zampakutō target the Reishi or the mind" she sent a mysterious glint towards Aizen.
"He is directly causing pain to Captain Zaraki's soul, bypassing the Reishi, which means..." Aizen mumbled, "His power is unblockable".
...
"Stand up, Kenpachi... even if its painful, you ain't gonna tell me this much is gonna stop you, right?" Ryōma teased, "If I was to be honest, when I unlocked this power I was a bit disappointed with its effects. There is no doubt this is who I am... but this power would make my fights quite boring".
He kicked Kenpachi lightly and that was enough for the man to collapse in shrinking pain with his eyes lost and unfocused.
"What's the point in fight where your opponent can't even stand?–"
A hand gripped Ryōma's leg with such strenth that it nearly crushed the bone. With a swift move his whole body was swung like baseball bat and thrown towards the nearest building.
*BOOOOOOMMMMM!!*
"You are fucking right, this hurts like hell!".
*WHOOSH!*
*CLAANG!*
Ryoma blocked Kenpachi's strike unsuccessfully, once again thrown away like a ragdoll and wondering if his power was actually working... he knew because Kenpachi's face was almost purple, sweating with popping out veins.
He was suffering but was ignoring the pain!
*BOOOMMM!!*