Let it go, just let it go, Chie is gone. Phoenix has risen from the ashes. For those of you who don't know Who Chie was, Chie used to be a third seat of the fourth division, she had escaped from captivity in Hueco Mundo without her zanpakuto, created a gigai out of hollows, vomited hollow meat on Shun's shoes and survived, and a couple other achievements like being the only Shinigami to never win a fight till death. But the good girl is gone.
Phoenix is basically looser, flirtatious, ambitious, and on the outside went from the quiet college girl trying to get good grades to the party girl who still remains to get shit done despite hangovers, you know that one girl who you just gotta ask, how did they get time to study that, you'd think she cheated but when it comes to debates while we are all recovering from hangovers, she's able to make coherent arguments, you know, well, she's that girl now. She now wants everything she denied herself, pleasure, power, the finer things in life!
What can I do for you?
Ah, now we're talking, what could I potentially do for you? You know the basics, a rival, a tutor, a drug dealer etc.
Hollow-breeds (Unless your name rhymes with Nevi pisha)
A leader to follow, we need someone to set hollows back on track.
A sparring partner.
A friend.... to get wasted with.
Just someone to know?
A mentor figure.
Someone to mislead you.
Someone to experiment on you.
Forbidden or parental disapproving romance
hidden lover on the side.
Black market dealer
Someone to try and kill
Someone to blame problems on like a arrancar Donald Trump
What can ya do for me?
Simple answer is, give me relationships and potential followers. My goal is to make the hollows relevant again, and as much as I can try on my own, I'm gonna need help from the existing hollows to do it.
Seireitei is crumbling and the Gotei is a shell of its former self. Ravaged by the plague, the surviving Shinigami struggle to maintain the balance, but with so few of them left, the work is taxing and their fortress-city has fallen to neglect. Spread thin across all fronts, their diminished presence has been noted by friend and foe alike.
The Arrancar have rebuilt Las Noches and are rallying. The throne remains empty, but self-styled Espada have risen up from among them and are vying for control, each one endlessly testing the others’ weaknesses. Too evenly matched for any one of them to claim the crown, they bide their time, waiting for the opportune moment.
On Earth, all seems well—but there is a war being fought in the shadows as the mortals find themselves lacking the protection they once had and so sorely need. The Quincy, having realized the oppressive specter of the Shinigami is no more, are flourishing, and are fighting the Hollow-breeds with renewed vigor.