Intro

What is the dark? What is the light? Is evil the absence of good? Or good the lack of evil? And if hollows are evil, and soul reapers good, then what am I, who stands on both sides of a bloody coin? My name is Miguel DeHoyo. I stand six feet tall, with black hair cascading onto my shoulders. My soulless red eyes like pools of blood on an unremarkable face, excluding a bone white mask remnant on my upper lip resembling two fangs and four canines between them. I am one of the last Arrancars in Hueco Mundo, and probably the strongest.