Adrian King
Arrancar
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Mr. King
”War. War Never Changes."
The King's Index
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Birth Name: Adrian King
Hollow Aliases: Kinetic King | Mr. King
Gender: Male
Age: 1000
Birth Date: 6/6
Rank Status: 5th King
Cero Color: Cyan
Aspect of Death: Greed
Hollow Hole Location: Lower Stomach
Appearance: The Kinetic King has a peculiarly young structure, maintaining it even though he is as old as a millennium. He stands only at 5'5", but for his small stature he maintains a rough build that is toned and condensed to show off that he is like a mini-cannon ball. Adrian's skin is smooth and milky, contradicting what one would expect out of someone who was accustomed to pain and death as well as the fight for dominance. Adrian has bleach-blonde hair, having an almost radiant shine to it with an infinite softness to it. It extends out to seven inches, somehow not drooping entirely and maintaining just a slight bend forward and to the right to it. His eyes are a piercing blue, soft for most people to look at but often there is a disarming sense of evil in them that just contradicts the enjoyable side to the eyes. Adrian still has the Smile of Greed, the significant and most symbolic smile greedy beings have that just sits at the side of the face, narcissism and plotting intertwining into the source of all micro-movements in the face. His ears are elf-like, just not entirely pointed but having a delicate structure. Around his left and middle finger on the right hand are a white and black band respectively.
Adrian usually wears white and black attire as most arrancar do, but his usually is stylized to be more modern and like the dwellers of the living world who AREN'T dead. The outfit is black on one side and white on the other, the shirt and pants having opposite sides for which has white and black. His shoes are entirely black with tight laces to seal them shut. On both ears, Adrian has two bulbs for gold earrings, engraved in them the symbols PE and KE, left and right side respectively. Under his left eye is a spear-like symbol stabbing down, multiple silver orbitals around the shaft of it. The spear itself is tribal in appearance. Even with all his attire, Adrian is a whopping 165 lbs.
Personality: Adrian is a man of many points, whether it be greed, sadism, violence, dominance, loyalty, or otherwise, he has both the usual aspects of good and bad. Most see him as a seed of evil, but he sees himself as efficient, a rightful king, and a proficient politician. The important aspect of everything is to maintain a level of manipulation that one can avoid, defend against or counter the threats of the living and the threats of the dead. Adrian is a man who cannot deny his greed, but claims the greed of mankind and the evil that he represents is equivalent to one average man. Adrian has an unusual taste for dominance and sadism, loving the concept of underlings and even if he has to be respectful or a mighty arse, he will gain their loyalty one way or another. If they have to be forced into submission, Adrian will indeed do so with brute force. Adrian is more of a physical person, and will resort to using his hands more often than hiding behind magic. The concept of directly feeling the body of another become crushed by his force pleases him more than watching them become eradicated from existence in seconds.
The slow way is his preferred way, but he will do what he must at times, especially if the meal for his sadism has proven to be unsatisfactory. Aside from his cliche' violent side, Adrian is full of psychological contradictions such as being totally kind to some, completely brutal to others, and all for the sake of accomplishing his goal of ruling directly or indirectly, as long as he was ruling. Adrian tries to be influential as well, using wit and silver-tongued word-play to curve situations into his favor. As a politician of the past, he has experience in controlling the masses of the mindless and dealing with those that think. Adrian is weak to undermining, as when it is done by someone he has not seen as superior he will lose it. His control, his restraint, all of it washes away where those who disrespect him do so intentionally. Unintentionally done brings the situation of mercy, but it wears thin on him really quick and so does the mercy in a parallel fashion. Aside from the flaws of humans bleeding into his spirit life, Adrian does have his own normal likes and dislikes in the worlds. For one, he likes hallucinogenic drugs but at the same time sees them as a weakness, as he believes recreational time has been reduced to nothing upon becoming a ruler. He dislikes the notion that the heart cannot be won over by the display of wealth, as any being is weak to the sight of quantity whether it be human or the demonic arrancar. Adrian enjoys music, enjoying what has been crafted over a thousand years to the present, except for Dubstep as he cannot understand Dubstep. He enjoys the notion of relationships, and would like to see if something can become reality just for fun, not for the wish to pursue love.
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Arddull Ymladd
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Specialist
Innate Ability: Adrian has the natural ability to shut off his pain gates, essentially nullifying his pain but otherwise does nothing.
—Sonido- Level (1,2,3)
—Reiatsu
- Level (1,2,3)
—Heirro
- Level (1,2,3)
—Cero / Bala
- Level (1,2,3)
—Resureccion
- Level (1,2,3)
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History:
The Death of a Salesman
Adrian wasn't the one who died, this time. Adrian was the one who did the killing, the orchestrating, the self-corruption and creation of the monster he is today but it isn't as simple as counting the first three numbers a child knows, it's the log of a circle. The two had a wonderful relationship, one filled with lies but not without grandiose levels of bonding and trust-building along with keeping the family relationships quite healthy and revitalized. This was the aging of the pure, the corruption of the blank into a pile of dark muck. Progressively, Adrian had been digging deeper and deeper into his salesman's father's true dealings, and the further he dug the more his father fell deeper. His son was suspicious of the poor broker, breaking trust just to seek the truth and soon he would be exposed by his own son. But Adrian had no intention beyond curing curiosity, and he did just that while simultaneously destroying his family in the most tragic way possible: taking down the Totem poll. By destroying the mental stability of a man, one can crush everything around them and create such a force just purely from the chain reactions. Adrian's peeping wasn't so easily concealed, and this was proven when one day he was caught reading the letters hidden in the salesman's office. The first reaction, the first thought was a snap and blank. All of a sudden the salesman awakens and his son is brutally beaten. This was a day and age where it was easily accepted, so Adrian's beating was as usual as breakfast for the wealthy. The difference was, the family never required such actions to be taken and now the bonding and trust that had bee built was demolished by betrayal, on both ends at that.
Over the course of the next few years, Adrian became increasingly suspicious but while there was fear at first, the boy trained himself and became fit - superior to his father's physique. As his daring nature grew, so did the frequency of the beatings but one of them had more restraint. This birthed the immature lack of tolerance over those who undermined him when they were clearly not superior. The boy trained every day just to build up to the day the jar of rage would burst open and unleash upon those who are within the blast radius. Even his mother began to recede into loneliness, and his several siblings began parting ways to do all sorts of crimes whether it be being part of a cult, murdering, drugs, or other forms of corruption. Resilient to most forms of corruption, Adrian stood up to his father and discovered his human trafficking ring that he ran. Judging him ultimately for it, the man brought mass truth upon the boy to teach him that he was no saint either, destroying the bonds that tied their family together as well as becoming the ultimate source of betrayal. If it wasn't for Adrian, the siblings wouldn't all mostly be criminals, and his mother wouldn't be in the nut house for her isolated state. Adrian, twisted by the truth, had entered the final confrontation with his father and at the peak of it, he sent his father tumbling into the public with blood staining the ground, pooling all along whatever kind of road had been used. Skipping along with the father, a mundane knife dropped full of blood. Adrian stumbled down to watch his dying father look into his eyes. "Son, you are a King. If my corruption has taught me anything, is that the will to rule is everything a man has." Watching his father die by his hands, Adrian began shedding the last bit of genuine tears, the salt burning and slowly they stuttered down his cheeks. Why was there remorse?
The Death of a King
Adrian was torn by the death of his father, and that led him down a path of darkness unlike his siblings', he was becoming more and more a demon and killer than the measly muggings that brought death the relative murderers performed. He willingly sought out the fathers of other families, destroying their structure as society was heavily influenced by patriarchy at the time. Families of nobility, peasantry, royalty, they all became prey to the ire of Adrian's serial attitude and taste for killing. The pattern in which he did mattered in the beginning, for he was someone oblivious to his own actions and feelings for quite some time. The reckless boy eventually summoned and ire of its own nature, against him and with the intent to enact revenge with the greatest levels of malice. The boy could not anticipate who it was, for he was more so in a blind rage the entirety of his killing years. In the shadows, his own mother lurked ready to avenge the Salesman and the man she wed after his death, Adrian unknowingly killing her second love. Now utterly devoid of purity, the mother sought to kill her own son and to a point, she was successful...but she brought her own demise. Through her endless seeking of the offspring's death, her mistakes led to the death of the remaining children other than Adrian and in an act of suicide-murder she executed the both of them. It was in the brink of dusk, and Adrian was led to a false target as planned. But little did his mother know, his spiritual cognition had developed greatly.
Becoming one who could sense the dead, the spirits of vengeance whom supported him had led him to avoid several attempts at his life before the straight-forward approach was chosen. While more powerful than his mother, he was still taken by her poison. A blade had hardly done anything to him, and he had strangled the life out of her bit by bit, forcing a slow and very painful death upon the woman who gave birth to him. It wasn't until his final moments did he realize all that he had done, all that he had become and while some might feel remorse, he was too far gone to feel anything but pride and joy in what he had done with his life. Not even the death of his mother gave him feelings of despair, as if he lost all sense of it at that very moment. No, he knew there was an afterlife after connecting to the spirits around him, but that connection was only a sign of imminent death - that sign came true. His mother died with despair and wretch on her face, rotten by the anger that swelled up in every bit of tissue constituting her body. Leading himself to the world of the death, he had easily seen the embodiment of his mother but his thoughts were not specific, his rage was instinctual and preying on her was the first message that passed through his nervous system.
The Dead King
Rising from death, Adrian only obtained dark enlightenment in the wake of his consciousness returning, several centuries spent observing the living world and feeding on the weak, becoming the desert's fear for whatever bit applied that status. Food was the only thing he saw the other hollow as, for he remained a Gillian and even a Menos Grande for quite a while before evolving. The King's current state of mind grew, fleshing out as miniature gangs and empires rose and fall as if it were the Golden ones of Earthen history. But the lack of scathing upon his body allowed him to ascend as his allies fell to his manipulation, only acting as the final source of food. The more power he grew, while mindless for the most part, the more the hollow fell under him and followed him. A King he became, and the King he was before returned to him, malicious and violent but now manipulative. Seeking nothing but power, pleasure and dominance over the Hueco Mundo, Adrian eventually used the forced evolution to Arrancar that occurred amongst many who could endure to become one of the Sand Kings, the remnants of the Espada and he was the Sixth. THis was done by his carving of the mask, insanity swelling and flooding his brain for the moment of true clarity that became the Arrancar's enlightenment. Eventually, his frightening powers allowed him to done names such as Mr. King and Kinetic King, but of course the other kings had their own separate feelings.
In all honesty, it was quite an anomaly how the evolution worked but that's not what mattered, what mattered was that he obtained power whether it be through the time-wasting process of feeding off the inferior, aimlessly doing so for centuries, or the process of inflicting the greatest of pains to ensure that one involved into something so much greater than what they were before. It was true, the road to obtain the pinnacle of power was a very long, demanding one but it ultimately paid off. The politics of dominance, to become the alpha of the beasts that populate, it all was very exhausting to most and that is why he survived; he survived from being the only one empowered by his status as an Alpha. When it came to growing from Gillian to Adjuchas to Vasto Lorde, the requirements grew exponentially as they began to demand more than mindless feedings. It demanded more complex neural plasticity, more cognitive development, and all that rested within the Adjuchas stage of non-life. To become a Vasto Lorde required grand psychological, physiological and anatomical development to the point where one escapes the prehistoric nature of being even an Adjuchas, and this applied even for becoming an Arrancar as a Vasto Lorde. Whether it be evil or good, the one quality that truly applied was perseverance in the quest for becoming the ultimate ruler. But even though Adrian accomplished his tasks, his goals, it still took centuries in itself to simply evolve to Vasto Lorde before he could carve his mask for further evolution. After being a lion king to the Gillian, a Patriarch to the Adjuchas, the return of the past life's memories and re-learning of societal factors, the humanoid status eventually was bestowed upon Adrian.
All it took was the excruciating last step, to reach a brink of insanity and craving more power like any simple-minded beast, devolving for just a moment so that the true chrysalis could occur and bring about the return of the past in humanoid form. Adrian forced his evolution unlike the nature of his prior evolutions, creating a tangent from Darwin's theory of evolution...to be able to force one's self to evolve multiple times within a lifetime - or non-lifetime - could make a true observer think if it applied to the living species. After becoming one of the cream of the crop, Adrian proceeded to perform the rituals of a kind and attempt to dominate, and as stated before he was able to do so through his usual violent or seductive habits. All just to satiate his greed for only one moment.
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