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Spirits were his specialty. Dealing with living creatures was another business that he wasn't used to dealing with all that much in his lifetime. Of course, he liked talking to those whether they were dead or alive and would try to make conversations with them, but he was terrible when it came to having long outdrawn conversations. Some had once considered him knowledgeable whenever he talked, but Ichigo wasn't quite sure if that was the right term to use. Being a Death God meant that his job was to send souls and ghosts that were still in the world of the living to the afterlife where they could rest in peace. It was easier said than done where there were certain corrupted spirits were always after him and the spiritual power that he constantly seem to give off. He had always been a novice when it came to controlling his spiritual power, but at least he got it under control enough where he didn't have to worry about hurting anyone or making someone sick. He wasn't a complete Shinigami though, as he was half mortal and half Shinigami, giving him two paws in two different worlds. If anyone met another Shinigami they would probably get an entirely different reaction. Most didn't consider those in the world of the living worth anything and only their job, refusing to connect with them and letting their cold demeanor get the better of them. When he was in charge of the organization he had been hoping to change their opinion on that, but it wasn't easy for him to do as Shinigami were stubborn and were rooted in their traditions that most older groups were. He didn't blame them, but that didn't mean they couldn't change either.
The main threat to his life usually wasn't the aspect of other clans, and instead it was the demented entities that could only be seen with those with high spiritual pressure, for what some called Clairvoyance. Ichigo had once called it the Sight to be able to see spirits, and there were only a select few that had that ability, and those that did usually became targets. It had been one of the reasons why all the apprentices he had through the course of his life ended up slaughtered by the corrupted spirits. The corrupted spirits were created when a soul was left in the world of the living too long, giving into anger and negative emotions would transform the regular looking soul into something extremely dangerous. To the point where only certain weapons could damage the beasts, and in order to do their job correctly they needed to cleanse their spirits by killing them with their special weapons, or finding the souls and sending them to the afterlife before they got to that point. The corrupted spirits were usually called Hollows. But there were only a select few that new of the secret society that the former leader was in, and those were the ones that used to work with him. On top of that, the ones that he did reveal the secret to died soon after, so giving up his secret was no longer an option to those around him. Just because he was a Death God though didn't mean that he couldn't die. He was completely mortal, and had actually died once before three years ago. A moment that he would never forget, and he knew the next time that he did die it would be permanent. He was entirely mortal, the only difference was that he aged a little bit slower than most animals. Which didn't help much when he was already old as he was. Ichigo was used to having aggression shown toward him, and if he was younger he would probably spit out threats himself, but he knew better than that.
The armored cougar had at least learned a little bit here and there from his mistakes. It didn't take much for Ichigo to feel the presence of another that was nearby and that immediately took his attention. His ears perked and his bi-colored eyes began to look around for the source of the energy. He was also hearing the sound of heavy breathing, and very slight movements that were coming toward him through the use of his enhanced senses. The cougar shifted his armor slightly, and he could feel a small familiar feeling in the back of his head. His attention was soon drawn toward the leopard that stopped in front of him. A slate gray and scarlet aura flickering in front of him. It was certainly an interesting aura and one that he would be quick to memorize in case he ever came across the soul or had to find them again for any reason. When the leopard spoke, the tone she spoke it reminded him slightly of Lacey. A former comrade of his that usually inhabited a leopard body herself before disappearing and Ichigo evidently meeting her son that had the ability to sense Hollows like he did as he was half-Shinigami too. Ichigo wasn't sure if the other was still alive or not, and that would be the harsh reality of all the friends he knew. Ichigo kept a neutral expression on his face, well as neutral as his scowl could get anyway. The questioning of his sword was something that he got quite often, but if he got into a fight it was his last option to actually use it.
"Yo. I was just wondering if you could tell me what this place is called? I heard there are a couple clans in the area so I'm visiting all of them to get an idea of which ones I should avoid for my own health." Ichigo wasn't lying when he said that. He had obviously been with clans before and spoke in a calm manner, obviously not bothered by the other's suspicion. When he addressed the sword, he would shrug his shoulders. "Sorry if it makes you uncomfortable. Its the gear I always wear around and are currently my only possessions. I can put it on the ground if it helps at all." Ichigo would say before he would turn to crane his neck in an obviously slow manner. If the other told him to stop, he would. If Agathe didn't, he would take the hilt of the blade in his hand, the entire blade seemingly wrapped in a cloth, and put it down on the ground to the left side of him. Pushing it slightly away from him. Very few were capable of holding the blade itself, so he wasn't really worried about someone potentially stealing it if they were large enough. Once he settled back down, the cougar realized that he hadn't introduced himself. "Oh. I'm Kurosaki Ichigo." The swordsman would introduce himself with a small dip of his head.
Spirits were his specialty. Dealing with living creatures was another business that he wasn't used to dealing with all that much in his lifetime. Of course, he liked talking to those whether they were dead or alive and would try to make conversations with them, but he was terrible when it came to having long outdrawn conversations. Some had once considered him knowledgeable whenever he talked, but Ichigo wasn't quite sure if that was the right term to use. Being a Death God meant that his job was to send souls and ghosts that were still in the world of the living to the afterlife where they could rest in peace. It was easier said than done where there were certain corrupted spirits were always after him and the spiritual power that he constantly seem to give off. He had always been a novice when it came to controlling his spiritual power, but at least he got it under control enough where he didn't have to worry about hurting anyone or making someone sick. He wasn't a complete Shinigami though, as he was half mortal and half Shinigami, giving him two paws in two different worlds. If anyone met another Shinigami they would probably get an entirely different reaction. Most didn't consider those in the world of the living worth anything and only their job, refusing to connect with them and letting their cold demeanor get the better of them. When he was in charge of the organization he had been hoping to change their opinion on that, but it wasn't easy for him to do as Shinigami were stubborn and were rooted in their traditions that most older groups were. He didn't blame them, but that didn't mean they couldn't change either.
The main threat to his life usually wasn't the aspect of other clans, and instead it was the demented entities that could only be seen with those with high spiritual pressure, for what some called Clairvoyance. Ichigo had once called it the Sight to be able to see spirits, and there were only a select few that had that ability, and those that did usually became targets. It had been one of the reasons why all the apprentices he had through the course of his life ended up slaughtered by the corrupted spirits. The corrupted spirits were created when a soul was left in the world of the living too long, giving into anger and negative emotions would transform the regular looking soul into something extremely dangerous. To the point where only certain weapons could damage the beasts, and in order to do their job correctly they needed to cleanse their spirits by killing them with their special weapons, or finding the souls and sending them to the afterlife before they got to that point. The corrupted spirits were usually called Hollows. But there were only a select few that new of the secret society that the former leader was in, and those were the ones that used to work with him. On top of that, the ones that he did reveal the secret to died soon after, so giving up his secret was no longer an option to those around him. Just because he was a Death God though didn't mean that he couldn't die. He was completely mortal, and had actually died once before three years ago. A moment that he would never forget, and he knew the next time that he did die it would be permanent. He was entirely mortal, the only difference was that he aged a little bit slower than most animals. Which didn't help much when he was already old as he was. Ichigo was used to having aggression shown toward him, and if he was younger he would probably spit out threats himself, but he knew better than that.
The armored cougar had at least learned a little bit here and there from his mistakes. It didn't take much for Ichigo to feel the presence of another that was nearby and that immediately took his attention. His ears perked and his bi-colored eyes began to look around for the source of the energy. He was also hearing the sound of heavy breathing, and very slight movements that were coming toward him through the use of his enhanced senses. The cougar shifted his armor slightly, and he could feel a small familiar feeling in the back of his head. His attention was soon drawn toward the leopard that stopped in front of him. A slate gray and scarlet aura flickering in front of him. It was certainly an interesting aura and one that he would be quick to memorize in case he ever came across the soul or had to find them again for any reason. When the leopard spoke, the tone she spoke it reminded him slightly of Lacey. A former comrade of his that usually inhabited a leopard body herself before disappearing and Ichigo evidently meeting her son that had the ability to sense Hollows like he did as he was half-Shinigami too. Ichigo wasn't sure if the other was still alive or not, and that would be the harsh reality of all the friends he knew. Ichigo kept a neutral expression on his face, well as neutral as his scowl could get anyway. The questioning of his sword was something that he got quite often, but if he got into a fight it was his last option to actually use it.
"Yo. I was just wondering if you could tell me what this place is called? I heard there are a couple clans in the area so I'm visiting all of them to get an idea of which ones I should avoid for my own health." Ichigo wasn't lying when he said that. He had obviously been with clans before and spoke in a calm manner, obviously not bothered by the other's suspicion. When he addressed the sword, he would shrug his shoulders. "Sorry if it makes you uncomfortable. Its the gear I always wear around and are currently my only possessions. I can put it on the ground if it helps at all." Ichigo would say before he would turn to crane his neck in an obviously slow manner. If the other told him to stop, he would. If Agathe didn't, he would take the hilt of the blade in his hand, the entire blade seemingly wrapped in a cloth, and put it down on the ground to the left side of him. Pushing it slightly away from him. Very few were capable of holding the blade itself, so he wasn't really worried about someone potentially stealing it if they were large enough. Once he settled back down, the cougar realized that he hadn't introduced himself. "Oh. I'm Kurosaki Ichigo." The swordsman would introduce himself with a small dip of his head.
YOU DON'T WANT TO BE LIKE ME
YOU DON'T WANT TO SEE ALL THE THINGS I'VE SEEN
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YOU DON'T WANT TO SEE ALL THE THINGS I'VE SEEN