In my chest lies a gaping hole. A void endured. It tears itself open until eventually nothing remains. I am a Hollow. Once a man pleased with love and life but now a revenant troubled by unfulfilled dreams and desires long forgotten. Why does this man dressed as a samurai, this "Soul Reaper", and his ebon-skinned friend judge me? Try to attack me with his weapon? I feel my sorrow turning to rage, hatred towards the world, towards that "Soul Reaper". You wronged me, all of this is YOUR fault. THIS WORLD HATES ME, I'M THIS MONSTER BECAUSE OF YOU, EACH AND EVERY ONE OF YOU SHARE THIS GUILT. I feel my heart slide out of the hole, it hurts for a moment but no longer. I see it sliding up my chest then I can't see. My MASK, my SHIELD, my POWER. I feel it, the pain from before, but it no longer hurts, It has become my power. I FEEL THE STRENGTH TO CRUSH YOU WORMS. I WILL END EVERYTHING. But wait ... why do I need this mask for power? Have I stooped lower than my weaker, more ignorant form? No. I will not become this mask. I will not let it control me. I feel resolve building within, energy rages out of me, the city feels a typhoon of power surge over it. The mask does not want to let go, it clings desperately. I will not relent, pulling, ripping, tearing, yanking, clawing and suddenly it lets go. The typhoon increases dramatically and is over. My power is gone ... No. My power is one hundredfold what it was. Knowledge floods my mind, I feel the weight of my past lifting, I care no longer. I have reached the power of eternity, a higher existence, I am Arrancar. The Soul Reaper backs off in fear, I laugh coldly. I strike the being down with one pitiful blow. No man or woman whether spirit or human or anything else shall stop me. I have become god and I will bring this world down piece by piece, I will fracture it, then I will break it. Humanity shall rue the day I came into existence.
- Atsuzuri Kuroda, once Soul Reaper Captain of Squad III, Now the new Hollow King of Hueco Mundo.