My name is Hoshimaru Namikoto, and these are the remainders of my journal. I have scattered these across the land since I fled from the Soul Society. My tale is one of violence, blood, and hatred.
Hoshimaru was but a young soul reaper who had recently joined squad 11 under the command of Kenpachi Zaraki. Hoshimaru was the 4th seat of the division and was exceptionally skilled with his Zanpakuto, Kimera. He was happy with his placement in squad 11 until one day a newcomer joined their ranks and challenged Hoshimaru to a battle over the 4th seat position.
"Very well, I accept your challenge!" Hoshimaru shouted as he drew his zanpakuto, readying himself for battle. "Thank you, Hoshimaru." The young challenger smiled as he drew his own zanpakuto. The battle started and Hoshimaru, although he had joined squad 11, actually hated fighting and conflict so he was usually reluctant to do battle. Unfortunately, it is stated that he must answer any challenges as a member of squad 11. The two collided and the younger challenger was already struggling from the start to keep up with Hoshimaru. The battle continued for several more minutes before the younger combatant released his zanpakuto. "Hmph! Very well, if that's what you wish to do. Feast on his flesh Kimera!" Hoshimaru released his zanpakuto. Hoshimaru's blade divided into two separate blades and became slimmer, as well as gaining a red tint along its blade. "Now we shall see if you're capable of lasting more than thirty seconds against me!" Hoshimaru said bluntly as he used flash step and stabbed his opponent from behind. "Now, feast on his flesh Kimera!" Hoshimaru jumped back, leaving his sword implanted in his opponent's back. Seconds later the flesh around the sword turned black and started to fall away from the blade, leaving a hole in his opponent. "I yield! Please, make it stop!" The younger soul reaper begged. Hoshimaru removed his sword from his opponent and the effects of his zanpakuto faded as soon as the sword lost contact with the newcomer's body. They both turned their heads as they heard clapping from behind them. It was soon revealed that the person applauding was none other than Kenpachi Zaraki, the squad captain. He wore a smile on his face as he started to speak. "Now Hoshimaru... Wouldn't you rather fight someone who would make you work and sweat and truly feel the joy of combat? Someone like... me?"
