Invasion? No couldn't be...[Challenge to Ryosen through Rebellion]

Reynado stood on the inside of Las Noches. In his private room and looked up at the ceiling. Things had been chaning around. He had started out as the 5th Espada and due to his strength and his will and intelligence he had moved up to the rank of 2nd Espada. However it was now that he wasn't sure if it was being cocky or just a change in his mind about what was going on but he was ready for change again. He wanted to be on the top and that to be undisputed among the arrancar. Reynado was going to become the King of Hollows or he would die in his attempt to become the king of hollows. Either or was the way he was going. Balling his hand into a fist, he had been training his physical condition so that he would require less of his reiatsu. He was now very muscular so that in some situations he wouldn't need Reiatsu to match the strength of others meaning an addition of his reiatsu would tip the battle to his favor not to mention his Hierro which would destroy most others in combat situations. Nothing could break it in one hit unless it was some kind of god like attack. Some existed and Reynado knew this however he was pretty sure he would not be hit by one during this rebelliong against a system that he decided was not worth its salt and therefore needed change. Reynado was the one who thought of the change so being fair he thought he should be the one to institute the change. Only being fair.

Reynado closed his eyes for a long moment before standing up from his bed and pulling his sheets down to make his bed look nice and tidy again. That was the goal right? To make everything look normal yes. As most rebellions went they were in suprise. Reynado was not one to think of himself as one who would rebel against the authority however he was proving himself wrong at the moment. He had decided on it and if his mind was still made up by the time he got into where he was supposed to be and began his movements he would not be able to take it back no matter what. However Reynado was 100% sure of his skills in combat and his leadership abilities. He knew how to use people and a few especially. The one Sanga could be a very good attack commander with his raw strength and his will to fight with almost anyone. The one known as Hayato Nakamura would be a very nice addition to be Reynado's personal bodyguard. He was trustworthy soul and he deserved to be high ranking in the Espada. Another that caught interest was Shiroi Ookami. He had been Reynado's ally and friend from the very beginning. Shiroi could be the Cero Espada easily because he was cut out for the duties that the Cero Espada lived for. However when Reynado took office he would make the Espada a completely remade job description. The whole arrancar world would be turned on its back and redone and if it worked then Reynado would have been the most influencial arrancar ever to have lived. If it failed then Reynado would go down in the history books as the greatest failure to the world that he would ever go through. Reynado sighed, his only audible noise for the past few days total.

It struck others as incredibly as how Reynado could go so long without conversation or companionship of any kind and why he didn't talk very much. However it was in Reynado's opinion that if you didn't have anything to say you shouldn't say anything at all. Why through crap at people with words if you really had nothing to say. Why argue with people. One if you is right and the other wrong and if with a simple few sentences of the absolute calculated truth from one person cannot convince the other then either they are correct and the one speaking needs to change their mind or the other is so set in his false reality that he could not be corrected unless killed. One does not change and therefore one does not deserve a second chance. In combat in life or in social situations. One has one shot at life and one has one chance to do what they are meant to do. This was how life was lived through the eyes of Reynado and so this was how things would be lived. He had read about a man named Plato once. He had read about his republic and he thought of the idea similar to modern day communism.


Reynado ran over a summar of the republic idea in his mind. Why do men behave justly? Is it because they fear societal punishment? Are they trembling before notions of divine retribution? Do the stronger elements of society scare the weak into submission in the name of law? Or do men behave justly because it is good for them to do so? Is justice, regardless of its rewards and punishments, a good thing in and of itself? How do we define justice? Plato sets out to answer these questions in The Republic. He wants to define justice, and to define it in such a way as to show that justice is worthwhile in and of itself. He meets these two challenges with a single solution: a definition of justice that appeals to human psychology, rather than to perceived behavior. Plato’s strategy in The Republic is to first explicate the primary notion of societal, or political, justice, and then to derive an analogous concept of individual justice. In Books II, III, and IV, Plato identifies political justice as harmony in a structured political body. An ideal society consists of three main classes of people—producers (craftsmen, farmers, artisans, etc.), auxiliaries (warriors), and guardians (rulers); a society is just when relations between these three classes are right. Each group must perform its appropriate function, and only that function, and each must be in the right position of power in relation to the others. Rulers must rule, auxiliaries must uphold rulers’ convictions, and producers must limit themselves to exercising whatever skills nature granted them (farming, blacksmithing, painting, etc.) Justice is a principle of specialization: a principle that requires that each person fulfill the societal role to which nature fitted him and not interfere in any other business. The parallels between the just society and the just individual run deep. Each of the three classes of society, in fact, is dominated by one of the three parts of the soul. Producers are dominated by their appetites—their urges for money, luxury, and pleasure. Warriors are dominated by their spirits, which make them courageous. Rulers are dominated by their rational faculties and strive for wisdom. Books V through VII focus on the rulers as the philosopher kings

Reynado finally walked outside of the place. He walked into the room where he figured that the current leader Ryosen would be in. He walked under a giant arch on the way in and noted the elegance of the room. It was a wonderful renessiance room however it was not where Reynado wanted to finish things. Reynado tapped his blade and closed his eyes. He focused his Reiatsu at the wall leading outside into the white sand desert where the battle would be 100% fair. Reynado walked towards the wall and as he approached his raw power gaining stronger and stronger as he focused more and more into his right hand finally began to crack the walls all around him. The walls started caving in as Reynado aimed his hand and fired his fist forward and connected with the wall. The wall exploded taking out not only where Reynado punched but the entire 50 feet to the left and the right because of raw pressure. Reynado then jumped out and landed his legs taking the impact of falling about 15 stories. His Hierro protecting him as Reynado focused the Reiatsu he used to punch the wall to land. As he landed to the sides of him the wall fell. The wall stirred up the sand as Reynado took a few steps out of his position and into the sand desert. Keeping his pressure up Reynado eventually got to about 50 ft. out where he could be seen however he could be felt throughout the whole of Las Noches. Reynado roared on the inside however he had yet to speak a word. He just waited for Ryosen to come and face his killer. Reynado.