Forbidden
Prelude

There are three rules to Madness.

1. Power leads to Madness.
2. The only way to escape Madness is Death.
3. Madness is man’s self-inflicted Sin.

However, these rules are flawed.



Entrance



Sitting…

Pendulum swinging…

Life flowing…

“This is boring,” Kamui muttered under his breath. “All these tests are starting to piss me off.” Kamui filled in #68. “Man…” #69 done. “Why can’t the day be over?” #70. Test over. Kamui flipped his test sheet over and dozed off. Kamui had deep black hair with streaks of orange flowing through them. He was 16 and was in very good shape. His eyes were brown and he always wore a sort of grin on his face.
“KAAAAMUUUUUUI!” The girl sitting behind Kamui pushed him to wake up. “Kamui get up! It’s time to go!” She walked up to Kamui and poked at his face. Poke. Poke. Kamui is awake.
“…” Kamui’s head slightly rose from its nest created by his arms and testbook. The first thing that Kamui saw that afternoon was large breasts. Very fascinating. “What is it Fyuma?” Kamui mumbled trying to hide the deep lust of red from his face. His eyes moved up and down her body and the rush of sensation flowed throughout his entire being. Her long red-orange hair only added to it. According to many of the males in the class, Fyuma had a very nice body. He put his face back down into his arms to avoid embarrassing himself.
“Kamui, what are you doing? I said it’s time to go home.” She bent over and her breasts brushed the top of Kamui’s hair. Sensation. She poked at Kamui’s face again and went back into standing posture. “Kamuuuuuuu~i!” Fyuma bent over yet again and pulled his face up a little. Again, the breasts. His face burned red and he quickly got up and ran to the teacher’s desk with his test materials, dropped off his test and booklet, and ran out of the room. “Huh? I wonder what that was about.” Fyuma dropped her test materials off at the desk and walked out of class alone.
“My god, what’s with me today?” Kamui grabbed his bag out of his locker. He started for the exit of the school when he saw Fyuma again. “So she waited for me…” Kamui ran up to Fyuma and laughed slightly. “Eh, sorry about that, Fyuma. I’m not being myself today.” Kamui laughed again.
“It’s okay, Kamui,” Fyuma brushed her hand through her hair and looked at him slightly. “I’m sure that you’re fine.” Fyuma sighed and started walking along. Kamui stuttered and then quickly followed along.

“Kamui!” Kamui’s father tried punching Kamui in the face. “GET READY!” Kamui ducked and made his father miss. “Very nice, Kamui!” His father chuckled and gave Kamui a big pat on the back. Kamui turned and looked at him with a look of pain in his face and made his way to his bedroom. “Dinner will be ready in half an hour!” Kamui’s dad stared at Kamui with an awkward smile on his face. He didn’t turn back. “Teenagers…” Kamui’s two sisters sitting at the table stared at their father and continued on their business.
“Man, what a day…” Kamui plopped onto the bed and stared at the ceiling. Kamui turned and looked outside his window. “I guess I can nap a little…” Just as Kamui started to nap, a girl in traditional robes opened his window and walked into his room. “WHO THE HELL ARE YOU!?” Kamui jumped off his bed and stared at the girl who just walked in. Her hair was black like his and had gold streaks running through it. Her build wasn’t as amazing as Fyuma’s, but Kamui saw that she was an attractive opposite. She was shorter than Kamui, probably by 4 inches. Her robe was black and around her waist was a sheath with a sword tucked inside. She turned and looked at Kamui, then continued walking on. “HEY YOU! I’M TALKING TO YOU!” She turned around and stared at him.
“You can see me?” She questioned.
“OF COURSE I CAN SEE YOU! YOU JUST WALKED INTO MY ROOM!” Kamui seemed very frustrated and annoyed at the same time.
“This is no good. Oh well - my name is Shi’in.”



Death God



Mysterious girl…

Mysterious night…

Mysterious feeling…

“…” Kamui just stared at Shi’in. He scanned her body yet again and his heart was pumping with trauma and excitement. “Get out right now.” Kamui went to grab a baseball bat from under his bed. He slowly moved for it as Shi’in examined him and his room.
“That isn’t necessary, boy.” She blurted at him.
Boy? Who does she think she is? She looks exactly my age! Many more things blared through Kamui’s head that moment. “Boy? You look like you’re my age!” Kamui paused his movement as he heard a thunderous sound outside. “What the?” He turned around and looked outside his window, only to see an incredible beast walking down his street. It had a devilish white mask and an enormous hole in the middle of its body. Enormous muscles. Its whole being surged with a dark energy that Kamui trembled to. “What is that?” Kamui barked at Shi’in.
“You can see that, too?” Shi’in questioned.
“See that, too? What are you talking about? Do I look blind?” Kamui barked back at her.
“Hm, you must have a bit of spirit power in you, then.” Shi’in made her way for the window which she entered from. Kamui grabbed her arm and pulled her back.
“Tell me what the hell is going on!” Kamui gripped her arm even harder. She quickly pulled it away from him and continued making her way. “Just tell me what’s going on!” Shi’in looked at him then at the beast outside, which seemed to just be walking around aimlessly. Shi’in sighed and looked like she was about to say something.
“First of all, I’m not really sure why you can see me, or feel me for that matter,” Shi’in stared into Kamui’s eyes. “I’m a Death God, or a Shinigami I would say. I reap souls and send them to Soul Society.” Shi’in looked outside at the creature. “Don’t follow me.” She put a foot outside the window when Kamui grabbed her again.
“Listen, you must think I’m a complete idiot to believe your fairy tale.” Her eyes twitched as she muttered something under her breath. “What are you do-” Suddenly Kamui fell to the ground as an immense force pulled him to the ground. “What the hell is happening?” Shi’in bent down and got out a little drawing pad and several coloring utensils.
“Listen here, boy, I’m going to explain to you some more.” She bent her knees all the way down and was just above Kamui. She started sketching on her drawing pad as Kamui stared at her panties. Lace. Wow. Kamui’s face got red while Shi’in drew her picture. “Alright, look at this.” She put the pad in Kamui’s face. “As you can see, there are two different types of souls.” She points at the “souls” with smiling faces and explains that they are called “pluses”. “Now these here,” she points at disgruntled figures that looked like black crap. “Are Hollows, which are bad souls. The thing outside is a Hollow, and it feasts on normal souls. Now then, stay here while I go take care of that.” She got up and started making her way to the window, again.
“Your drawings are terrible.” Shi’in paused with her foot in mid-air and stared at Kamui devilishly.
“Terrible, you say?” Shi’in unsheathed her sword and pointed down at Kamui’s head. A rush of terror flowed through Kamui’s body as he realized this was going to be one of his last moments of life. Instead of cutting him down, she turned it to the hilt and hit the forehead of a soul floating by Kamui. It slowly floated away. Kamui sighed in relief. “I sent that soul to Soul Society, so now do you believe me?” Kamui grunted. “Fine.” She stepped out of his bedroom into the outer-world and disappeared.
“Damnit! I still can’t get up!” Kamui tried pushing himself up and failed. Nevertheless, he continued to push up and his body slowly started to rise. His grunts and roars were getting louder and louder as he pushed his body up. Soon, he was finally up and able to move again. “Damn that Shi’in.” He ran to his window and saw that she was in front of the giant beast, or Hollow. He quickly jumped out of his window and fell to the ground, for his bedroom is on the second floor. He squirmed on the ground as the beasts thunderous footsteps got louder and louder. He looked up and saw the Hollow was not even 20 feet away from him. Its breathing was so deep and dark that it made Kamui’s insides tremble. Why did I jump outside? I should’ve let that Shi’in handle this thing. Slowly the creature started to move towards him.
“Ah finally, a tasty soul! Look at all that spirit power you possess! And you smell like a shinigami! Amazing!” The Hollow’s voice was distorted and loud. It moved in on him and it swiped its gigantic arm at Kamui. Instead of being crushed, Shi’in was there to block the strike. The Hollow screamed as one of its gigantic fingers got cut. “Little Shinigami girl! How dare you!” The Hollow then swiped its other arm and threw her away at the wall.
“Shi’in!” Kamui got up and ran staggered toward Shi’in. “Are you okay?” There was a deep wound that ran from her shoulder to her chest. At this rate, she was going to die. “Shi’in!”
“Boy…” She said.
“My name is Kamui Ishirin!” He blurted, not meaning to.
“Kamui…The only way to defeat this thing is if you take my place as a Shinigami and destroy it.” Shi’in said in a fading voice. “Do you accept?” Kamui looked at her in terror as the Hollow’s shadow soon towered over the both of them.
“I accept!” Kamui said in terror. He didn’t know what he was getting into, but it was to save his life. Shi’in grabbed her sword and pointed it to Kamui.
“Take my Soul Slayer. Let it enter your body and my Shinigami powers with it.” She stared at him as the life started to flow out of her.
“I ACCEPT!” He grabbed the blade and thrust it into his body. A burning flash of light emitted from the sword and energy flowed throughout the area. As the light faded out, both Kamui’s and Shi’in’s appearances have changed. Kamui was now in the same black robe that Shi’in was wearing and had an immense sword resting on his shoulders. Shi’in’s black robe had now turned white and it seemed that her wound was completely gone.
“Amazing…First he sees me, then he escapes my soul-bind…And now he takes all my Shinigami powers? And that Soul Slayer…It is amazing…” Shi’in muttered. She stared in awe at Kamui and his immense Soul Slayer. The amount of spirit energy you possess is equivalent to the size of your Soul Slayer. Her original sword was the size of a Katana and it was now 10 times as large.
“Hollow,” Kamui pointed the large Soul Slayer at the beast. “You’re going to pay for causing this trouble.”
“OHO?” The Hollow’s voice boomed. “SHINIGAMI BOY THINKS HE CAN DEFEAT ME?” The Hollow burst into laughter as Kamui stared at it.
“This is the end!” Kamui jumped into the air and severed the Hollow’s arm.
“WHAT’S HAPPENING?” The Hollow jumped back as its wound bled crimson blood. “HOW DARE YOU!” The Hollow jumped into the moonlit night and was going straight at Kamui. It swiped its other arm at him while Kamui slashed it back. Its other arm got severed as well, as the Hollow fell to the ground in deep pain.
“Sayonara.” Kamui sliced the Soul Slayer down the center of the Hollow’s head and it slowly faded away into the darkness.