Name: Raden Furen

Age: 43

Raden was confused. He had lost his whole sense of direction in life long ago. He didn’t know where to go or who to turn to. He had thought that all the events in his life would eventually lead him so a better and brighter future where things made sense and cruelty and brutality were nonexistent.
The death of his brother, the appearance of his powers, and the progression of his powers had all led poor Raden to believe that he had a purpose in life. At first he thought it was to be a Hollow Hunter and eradicate all of the violent creatures that had killed his only living relative. But that ended in failure. The more hollows he killed the stronger his powers became. And the stronger he became the more Raden began to feel like a hollow. It was like a new voice in his head had been slowly picking at his conscious and pushing him farther and farther off the deep end.
Eventually, after learning more of the hollows and talking to the hollows-humans called Última Posición. Raden decided to join them and travel to Hueco Mundo. But still, even though he felt more at home in Hueco Mundo then Earth, Raden still felt alone. And on top of all that he even felt guilty. He joined the very creatures he once swore to annihilate. He joined the very creatures that killed Yochi!
In fact it was really his power’s fault. He needed it now more than ever just to stay sane. It was like a drug to him. Turn on the arm and forget the guilt, lies and worry. Take it off and Raden was swimming in his own self-hatred. It was as if the power had a mind of its own now. He was no longer a human, just a sick form of a hollow.
Even worse was that Raden could feel that his powers had not ended. A few years back after his first arm transformed Raden had felt his other arm change a bit. He got a little denser and harder to lift but that was it. At first he thought it was just a side-ffect of the transformation. But after traveling to Hueco Mundo there was a big difference. The arm became almost as strong as the first one and it was lighter and more agile.
Once while traveling through Hueco Mundo alone Raden wsa attacked by one of the mindless Menos. He easily dispatched it but as he was walking away victorious he was caought off-guard by another Menos and had a full charged Cero coming straight towards him “Crap! Always be alert!” He yelled at himself and lifted up his left arm in defense of himself. Shockingly the Cero hit the arm and Raden didn’t even feel an ounce of pain. Then he threw off the Cero and killed it in an instant. Raden was shocked at the new some-what ability he had. For even though he didn’t feel the pain, there was a savage burn mark where the cero had hit.
After spending a few more years at Hueco Mundo Raden was invigorated, he could feel the power pumping through him. But the suddenly out of nowhere his left arm started to tingle. The tingle started to ache and then started to sear. “It can’t be that Cero shot years ago can it?” Raden wondered. But deep down he knew that wasn’t it, it was a second transformation. The pain was excruciating, it was more than Raden could bear. He threw himself into the walls, into the people, into anything in a blind, wild struggle to contain this fury and pain inside of him. He curled up into the fetal position and bit on his arm hard to try and ignore the pain but that didn’t work. After hours of this he pain reached its climax and the most wonderful but terrifying thing happened. His left arm exploded and reformed into a hulking monster. Then it began to shrink. It compressed its massive energy into one lethal weapon. After the process was complete Raden felt more powerful than anyone or anything he had ever come in contact with. His new arm was sleek and smooth. Its strike could take down any opponent in battle and he knew he was invincible. This new amazing arm was the fruition of all his hard work.