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Zanpakuto:
Nagareboshi (Meteor). Kaen's fully sealed Zanpakuto is a black wakizashi that's always strapped to the small of his back. The grip of the sword is wrapped in dark tape, as if to help Kaen keep a grip on it while he's riding around on Snakebite. The cross-guard of the weapon is a smooth black orb. The sheathe of the weapon is dark and completely featureless. While Kaen is the kind of Lieutenant who isn't shy in regards to wielding his sword, he likes to use a varying medley of his skills depending on the abilities of his enemy. This sometimes causes Nagereboshi to remain sheathed until he activates Shikai.

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Zanpakuto Spirit:
Kaen's inner world is a molten, craggy landscape that sprays fountains of black fire and brimstone out of every fissure. The sky is the color of blood, as if to say that all visitors to the realm are there on borrowed time. While the heat is unbearable and the terrain perilous, there are safe spots of solid stone here and there; places where Kaen often takes refuge when he visits the hazardous plane. Most guests find themselves on dangerous ground when they arrive. Weaker Shinigami are warned that Kaen's inner world is one of the more treacherous landscapes around; a fact that mirrors the potential damage his Bankai is capable of. Should they not heed the warnings and enter the inner world, they risk vanishing into the strange black lava that covers most of the visible surface. Those that are lucky enough to appear on solid ground are momentarily safe until the tides of molten rock alter the exposed areas. Kaen knows the secret of the inner world, but visitors who expect to meet a humanoid spirit are quickly shown the error of their assumption when Nagareboshi reveals itself.

Nagareboshi is the ground on which Kaen and his guests stand. The powerful spirit takes the form of a gigantic, mile-wide sphere of molten black rock that floats in the blood-colored void of Kaen's inner world. It has no facial features or visible clues to tell that it's the spirit. It speaks to visitors only after they spend approximately ten minutes on the plane without succumbing to its dangers and burning away, and when it does, the voice echoes and rumbles from within the ground like an earthquake. Nagareboshi is only concerned with the inevitability of destruction and its hand and the death of Kaen's enemies. By all accounts, Nagareboshi is evil. It's bloodthirsty, maniacal, and generally insane to the point where it doesn't care about Kaen's death so long as it can take others with him. This homicidal outlook has made other Captains very cautious when dealing with Kaen or his spirit, and has caused a few to consider his execution in order to stave off potential damage to the Seireitei. Luckily, Kaen can keep Nagareboshi from flying into a killing spree through his years of training. During Shikai, the fissures of Nagareboshi split wide open and spill more and more black magma outwards.

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Shikai:
To activate his Shikai release, Kaen holds Nagereboshi horizontally across his body. His left hand grabs hold of the orb-shaped cross-guard as he chants, "Obliterate. Nagereboshi." With a quick motion, Kaen pulls the orb to the left, across the blade. As it continues, the blade seems to change in thickness and composition. Instead of being sharp like a wakizashi, it becomes thick and made of a rough, granite-like stone. The ball grows larger as it continues past the tip of the blade, creating more of the stone handle as it moves outwards. Once it reaches about eight feet long, the orb has grown to have a diameter of five-and-a-half feet. It's no longer made of black metal. Instead, the head of the mace-like weapon appears to be a meteor made of red and black stone. Small wisps of black fire escape from the cracks and fissures across the surface. Immediately, one can feel an intense heat being emitted from the weapon. Nearby flam

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　　 ♦▬ Name: Cloud Strife
　　 ♦▬ Affiliation: n/a
　　 ♦▬ Position: Mercenary
　　 ♦▬ Abilities: Swordsmanship, Materia User
　　
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　　Resonating pulses. Hearts awaken. The forgotten memories of his past shiver briefly as their surroundings warm. They feel the touch of another soul, many souls, calling out to them. These cherished memories cannot be locked up any longer.

　　A waterfall, a young man. He's washing his face. The earth tremors, the world splits beneath him. A great plume of materia overtakes the swordsman as if life itself was leaking from the planet. Is this a second chance..?

　　We all live in strife.