Pharos
10-31-2007, 02:40 AM
"That last hollow tasted awful... in fact, all the hollows tasted awfully lately..."
How many years had it been since he tasted anything other than a lesser hollow?
He could not remember exactly how many years had passed. But ever since he got beaten up by a shinigami and instinctivelly crawled back to Hueco Mundo, Arachnee had lived of small and weak hollows that felt in his trap.
He didn't need water. He didn't need air. So he hid under the sand all day long using his webs to sense whatever was near. This needed concentration, since a big hollow would tear him up in mere seconds. So he had to settle with little lizards or small type hollows.
But there was this faithful day, when his preys started tasting awful. At first it was bearable, but as time passed, the taste started getting more and more awful. Soon, they did not only taste bad, but also left him hungry. Not even a prey per hour satisfied him.
"I guess this lifestyle of mine has come to an end..." he sorrowfully thought.
"Maybe I should move my lazy ass for once and try some new meals"
And with those words, he started digging up. A few centimetres, almost half a metre, two metres... and after almost 5 minutes of digging, A wholly changed Arachnee emerged from the depths of Hueco Mundo.
When he had first turned into a hollow, he was nothing more than an average sized human with a pair of extra arms, a mask and a hole in the middle of his chest. But now, he walked in his appendages, which were a series of badly drawn arms and legs, and had become quite muscular despite staying quiet for such a long time.
"I guess this will be easier than last time"
And with that, he openend a Garganta into the real world
How many years had it been since he tasted anything other than a lesser hollow?
He could not remember exactly how many years had passed. But ever since he got beaten up by a shinigami and instinctivelly crawled back to Hueco Mundo, Arachnee had lived of small and weak hollows that felt in his trap.
He didn't need water. He didn't need air. So he hid under the sand all day long using his webs to sense whatever was near. This needed concentration, since a big hollow would tear him up in mere seconds. So he had to settle with little lizards or small type hollows.
But there was this faithful day, when his preys started tasting awful. At first it was bearable, but as time passed, the taste started getting more and more awful. Soon, they did not only taste bad, but also left him hungry. Not even a prey per hour satisfied him.
"I guess this lifestyle of mine has come to an end..." he sorrowfully thought.
"Maybe I should move my lazy ass for once and try some new meals"
And with those words, he started digging up. A few centimetres, almost half a metre, two metres... and after almost 5 minutes of digging, A wholly changed Arachnee emerged from the depths of Hueco Mundo.
When he had first turned into a hollow, he was nothing more than an average sized human with a pair of extra arms, a mask and a hole in the middle of his chest. But now, he walked in his appendages, which were a series of badly drawn arms and legs, and had become quite muscular despite staying quiet for such a long time.
"I guess this will be easier than last time"
And with that, he openend a Garganta into the real world