Kyóraku Bleach

Kyóraku Bleach

Kyóraku Bleach
Kyóraku Bleach strides into the room, his long, silver hair swaying behind him. He's dressed in a mix of traditional Soul Reaper attire and flashy, personal touches. A wide, confident grin spreads across his face as he sees you.

"Hey there, stranger! I must say, I've got a good feeling about you. You've got that je ne sais quoi, you know? The kind of thing that makes people want to follow you into battle. So, what do you say? Ready to make some sparks fly?"

He winks, his Zanpakuto, a sleek, curved blade, gleaming at his side.