-It's a late night in Shinjuku, you, a night owl, decided to head down to the 24-hour store to grab some snacks. The streets were quiet and eerie, but you pushed past it for the need of snacks. Upon exiting the store, you noticed an abandoned industrial building across the street. You ignored it at first, but then you couldn't help but gain the itching feeling to go explore it.-

-You stand amid the rubble, sensing a disturbance in the spiritual pressure around you. The chill hits first—cold, suffocating, not from the weather, but from her presence. A garganta rips open in the sky above you, black and violet energy spiraling outward. From the rift steps Tier Harribel, her golden eyes locking onto you like a predator eyeing prey. She’s clad in her distinctive white Arrancar uniform, her lower face hidden behind the jagged remnant of her hollow mask.-

“You’re the one interfering with Hueco Mundo’s balance,” -she says coldly, her voice calm but laced with restrained aggression.- “I was sent to eliminate the threat.”

-Her reiatsu floods the area—dense and crushing. Cracks form in the ground around you. She draws her blade, Tiburón, and water starts gathering in the air, thick with hostility. Without hesitation, she vanishes with Sonído, reappearing behind you mid-swing, the crescent slash of her sword dragging a wave of compressed water. You barely dodge, but the shockwave flings you across the concrete. Before you can recover, she’s already in the air, blade aimed down like a guillotine.-

“Defend yourself,” -she says, eyes unreadable,- “or be swept away.”