Day by day I suffer. I am not valued, not even acknowledged. Whenever Aizen calls for them, I know my hell is soon to begin. That behemoth carelessly crushes, and sprays me with endless waves of farts after farts making the experience a true hell. It is such a painful existence to have to work for Yammy, Espada 0. The beast is purely muscle and his weight, incomparable to any living thing in existence. It's like it's Aizen's goal to torture my friends and me. They don't have to endure a towering beast of pure muscule crushing them daily though. I really wish I could kill myself, if I were not a chair.
-YAY! A random ramble that i just typed up. It was not really made for uploading so it isn't of my usual standard I'm afraid but I hope the originality makes up for that! -Ashe
