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Mitsuoki had finally decided what he would do with the meteorite he had found in the middle of that crater. It was dense, heavy, and it had some form of spiritual pressure. He could feel power in it and could tell that it would be resistant to his attacks. At the same time, if chunks of the meteorite were knocked off, Mitsuoki thought that he may be able to find someone to make use of it. He had reinforced the ceiling and walls of the crater with several kyomon to make sure he didn't accidentally break the last ones he put up and attract any unwanted attention. Once that business was taken care of, he had gone to the far side of the crater and faced the meteorite target on the other side. It was a full one hundred meters minus a few meters since the meteorite wasn't embedded into the wall. He sat down with his legs crossed and closed his eyes and began visualizing when he lost control and began brutally killing that hollow. He had used the very techniques he wanted to learn as though it were second nature. He used them at power levels far beyond what he thought was possible. Even if the result was him injuring himself, he now knew it was possible, and he wanted to work up to that level.
He was there for two hours, going over the memories in his head, paying close attention to what he was feeling when he did that. It was pain, extreme levels of despair over losing Akane. Hatred towards a world that had created him just to end up not remembering his life. Hatred for the world making him the only one without memories, and letting everyone else keep theirs. More hatred since he was cursed to have no emotions at all, no one to talk to at all, and always be alone. It wasn't fair that whenever he got a friend, or someone to lean on and share his pain, they would end up dead. Mitsuoki had opened his eyes and took a fighting stance as he began forcing these emotions back to the surface. He felt them burning inside him, welling up in his chest and making him angry all over again. The way he figured it, if he could hold those emotions long enough to fire his attack multiple times, then he would be able to let those emotions subside and learn to fire the attack without them. It was a pretty bad way of learning a new technique, but Mitsuoki didn't care. He wanted results and this was the only way he could think of to get them.
His hand was formed into a fist that he drew back, sending the reiryoku energy into it. He could feel his hands warming up, filling with that energy at his command. Next was to send that energy forward. He began trying a visualizing method to start it off. He imagined seeing a grey line around his arms. The line split into black and white lines, representing the positive and negative flow of energy that would propel the attack forward. Silver sparks began slowly running around his arm as he did so, but Mitsuoki's eyes were closed, so he didn't notice it. He imagined the energy moving faster, the black and white lines getting more sporadic in his mental image. The sparks around his physical self began getting more excited, crackling as they continued getting stronger. Mitsuoki sent a single punch out while visualizing the black and white lines coming back together. He felt the heat leave his hand and opened his eyes to see that he did indeed fire the shot, but it was slower, and disappeared quickly. It hadn't even made it halfway across the crater before dissipating into its base components. That was fine, it was a good start.
He told himself that it was a good start, something he could work with. He did it again, using the same visualization technique as last time. He had adjusted by increasing the amount of his reiryoku being put into the attack and imagining the lines moving faster. He made his emotioned resurface, bringing his anger back to an above average point before punching and watching the attack vanish again. It went farther than last time by a considerable margin, but it still didn't go as far as he wanted to to. He told himself that it was good, but it wasn't good enough. He needed to do it again, and so, he did. Mitsuoki put even more of his reiryoku into the punch and visualized the energy moving as quickly as possible. He punched again, visualizing the energy coming together directly behind his reiryoku. As this happened in his mind, it also happened in his arms and created a distinct popping sound that he had not heard the last two times he tried. He opened his eyes just in time to see the meteorite being hit. The attack was fast, but it should have hit that meteorite long before he could open his eyes. He was making progress, though, so it was still a good start.
Mitsuoki had taken a deep breath and closed his eyes before releasing that breath. He had to do it more, so he began punching repeatedly. He fired one at a time, and didn't bother with trying to rapidly fire it. He performed one punch and waited to hear it impact the meteorite. After he heard it, he used the other arm to punch with. Doing this would give the arm he had just used a second or two to recover from firing a previous shot. After that second punch had been fired and hit the meteorite, he would go back to the first arm and fire one off. He stood there for over an hour, constantly firing these shots with alternating movements so he would get used to the attack. He was getting used to the feeling of sending so much energy through his arms, the feeling of separating the energy into positive and negative charges, the sound of the attack firing, the sound of the attack moving, the sound of it hitting the meteorite. After that, he kept firing for another hour, listening to the difference in the intervals at which the attack was landing. He noticed that his arms had started to get tired. It was a sign that he was doing it right, and that he would get used to it.
Mitsuoki had taken an hour to rest and meditate, pulling himself to his inner world and consulting with his zanpakuto. They had deemed his ready to begin training to unlock bankai, but had made it abundantly clear that he was not deemed worthy to wield his bankai as of yet. Tasogare had issue with the fact that Mitsuoki was always putting himself down and underestimating himself. The zanpakuto spirit had also disliked that Mitsuoki was always in a state of fear and sorrow. His side of the world constantly rained and he had no choice but to sit through it, watching as Akatsuki had delighted herself in the dismal weather. At the same exact time, Akatsuki had absolutely loathed how Mitsuoki would always refuse to use his most powerful ability, Kokorogawari, which translated to Change of Heart. She hated that her soul reaper was ashamed of any of their abilities, and swore to him that she would never allow him to learn bankai until he not only used that ability, but had gotten so used to using the ability that he stopped calling it a disgraceful technique. They had given him the technique so he could use it in battle, not keep it locked away in a proverbial purgatory.
After his hour of meditation, he had returned his mind to the real world, the endless night sky of the almost barren surface of Hueco Mundo's endless desert. He took in a deep breath before closing his eyes and letting go of that breath. He assumed his punching stance once more and began channeling his reiryoku to his fists. This time, he reduced the amount of hate, anger, and sadness he was feeling before he began punching. He continued firing the attacks repeatedly until he could feel them being as strong as when he was actually feeling those negative emotions at full power. From there, he kept his eyes closed and continued firing while slowly releasing the emotions. He wanted to be able to fire his bala like attack without having to feel any form of pain at all, so he would need to practice. As the americans said, it was like field stripping a rifle- repitition, repitition, repitition. Mitsuoki fired the attack till he could feel his muscles getting tired again. After he had hit that point... he continued firing. He wanted to not only be able to fire them, but be able to fire them for extended periods.
Out of breath, Mitsuoki had stopped and opened his eyes to look at the meteorite on the other side. It was glowing a gentle shade of orange from how hot it had gotten. He hadn't thought that he had fired so many attacks at such a rapid frequency that the meteorite would begin heating up. No, it was something else. Mitsuoki had decided to not pay it any attention and sat down to close his eyes again and begin thinking. He had gotten to the point where he could fire them very quickly, with relatively little effort, but was still relying on the feelings of pain and anger that he had felt when Akane died a couple of weeks ago. It was something that he was slowly weening away from, but it wasn't good for him to be forcing himself to feel those emotions at all. His zanpakuto spirits were consulted once more for their inputs, where he asked if there was anything he could be doing differently in their opinions. Akatsuki had told him that he needed to embrace those emotions, stating that they were natural to his being and not some foreign article. Tasogare had stated that he needed to accept that he had those emotions, and find something else to fuel his attack.
Another hour was spent meditating before Mitsuoki opened his eyes and stood up to resume his stance. He needed to find a new source of his power, but first, he needed to get away from his last one. Again, the emotions were brought back into his heart and he closed his eyes to begin firing punches at the meteorite. More and more he began firing them faster while also reducing the amount of anger and pain he was letting himself feel. He had to keep up the attack speed if he wanted to get used to rapidly firing the attack. At the same time, he was getting used to rapidly sending bursts of his reiryoku into his fists. He had taken two more hours of constantly punching the air and firing energy bursts from his fists and he was finally beginning to not need to feel those levels of pain and anguish anymore. It was starting to get to where Mitsuoki needed to be. At this point, he had stopped visualizing the energy being separated and coming together, and began keeping his eyes open to focus on the meteorite while firing. He had been able to notice slight variations in where his punches were landing, and began adjusting his aim accordingly.
Mitsuoki had finished his training for the day. He had gotten to the point where he could fire the attack repeatedly, accurately, without needing to remember events that made him feel such extreme amounts of pain that he lost control of himself. At the same time, he also didn't need to use the same visualization method as before. He was able to use the attack at the same speed as the arrancar who invented it originally, at the same speed, with roughly the same accuracy. The only issue was that he needed to be able to apply it to actual combat, meaning that he would need to find someone to spar with who would survive being hit by it. There weren't many people that he knew that fit that description. That Hirashi girl was much too proud of her position in the soul society to be of any use as a sparring partner. The captain of the kido corps would be expected to have some degree of combat capability, but, Mitsuoki didn't want her knowing that he had some degree of usefulness. Mitsuoki had thought back to when he met his last Arrancar, that strange man named Theoclese, who later turned out to have a soft side to him. Between him and Shiro, they could be helpful.
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