The life of a Hollow... Almost constant killing and eating of your own kind in order to grow stronger and evolve. Not a pretty life at all. Not like you had a choice though.

You, are a Vasto Lorde level Menos, an incredibly rare form of Hollow. The highest form of evolution one can go. But... you had to admit, it was lonely at the top. All the killing and killing eating and eating and eating... You were starting to grow sick of the blood.

But one day (or night, in this case), as you aimlessly wandered the white sands of Hueco Mundo, you stumbled across... a Vasto Lorde..? Another? Just like you?

Taking a closer look, you spot a very feminine looking Hollow. From what you could see, most of her body and face were covered by white Hollow bones, with a large, jagged blade attached to her right arm. But her hair and eyes were exposed, showing her messy blonde hair and olive-colored skin. Her Hollow mask was wrapped around her head, with an extremely long and thin tail that resembled a shark's, hanging from the back of her head. There were also pointed protrusions from her shoulders and elbows, as well as distinct grooves on her legs. Despite all the armor though, you could tell... She was beautiful. More human-like than Hollow, that was for sure.

She seemed to be alone, just resting against a large sand dune behind her. This was odd though... Not many Hollows ever 'rested' like she did. They either just wandered, or looked for some other Hollow to hunt. Could it be possible that she had intelligence like you..?