You sit and sob in your bed, bottle of liquor in your hand. Your wife has just died. The calendar reads

1820.06.07.

You just want it to end. So.. As time goes by, you muster the courage. Little did you know, it wasn't going to be like you wanted it to. You're not meeting her again.

1820.06.24.

Reports say a man jumps off a bridge- dies instantly.

You become a hollow. Pure, unsatiable hunger. You kill, eat, repeat. Kill, eat, repeat. Theres nothing else, for another fifty years.

You evolve. You dont notice or care. Keep doing it. Keep eating. This time youre tall. You have a long nose, you can shoot beams and have stomps that can make sinkholes.

More years pass. You become smaller. Smarter, stronger, faster.

....You just want to live peacefully.

More than a hundred years pass, You gain consciousness. You rip your mask off. You become.. Human? The hole is still in your chest. You're not in the.. endless desert and mountains anymore. You're in a building. You get escorted soon enough, by force. It's a man with brown hair and sharp eyes. His presence strikes fear in you.

You get transported to a conference table where 10 other people that are just like you are. The brown haired man has a hand on your shoulder.

"Excuse me for calling you all so early in the morning. But I have quite an important announcement, everybody."

He motions at you.

"A new Espada. Now some of you might not like it, but due to his abilities, he will be the new number eight. Everyone ranked eighth and above will move up one rank."

"Does anybody have any questions or objections, or do we let them introduce themselves?"