Fun fact about shinigami power: once it manifests, it slows physical aging considerably. Now seventeen, Toushirou sadly doesn't look any older than twelve, still. And won't look any older than twelve for at least a couple of centuries. It's pretty annoying, really.
Like the dutiful little grandson he is, he's still around Locke, still with his granny. Finishing up high-school this year, even. He's got the grades to get into just about any university, but will probably end up going to Locke U just to stay by his granny. Family is important.
Oddly enough, for someone so serious, so goal-focused . . . he's not really sure what to do with his life in general, though hell knows he won't allow himself to be low-rung on the ladder. He'd been a captain, damn it. He'd been in charge. Whatever he chooses to do, he'll be running the show, thank you. Just you watch.
Bad Ending
Some reincarnates are feeling beaten down, don't have the will to keep fighting anymore. Toushirou is not one of those people. It's never been in him to quit; as long as there's still a world, there's still something to fight for. Any losses of people important to him deeply upset him, but instead of sending him into a crushing depression, it only fuels him to fight harder, more viciously, even. There is no mercy on his end when he fights the aliens; it's either blinding rage, or clinical detachment.
The latter has had some of the more poetic people around call him "as cold as the blade he wields". It sounds pretty, whether it's true or not.
There's so much to do. Too much, at times. He's taken on the role of a strategist and a leader; it's what his old self was good at. He needs that here. But in addition to the fighting . . . there are so many souls that need to be helped along to their proper place. Between the living and the dead, there's just so much for him to look after.
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Fun fact about shinigami power: once it manifests, it slows physical aging considerably. Now seventeen, Toushirou sadly doesn't look any older than twelve, still. And won't look any older than twelve for at least a couple of centuries. It's pretty annoying, really.
Like the dutiful little grandson he is, he's still around Locke, still with his granny. Finishing up high-school this year, even. He's got the grades to get into just about any university, but will probably end up going to Locke U just to stay by his granny. Family is important.
Oddly enough, for someone so serious, so goal-focused . . . he's not really sure what to do with his life in general, though hell knows he won't allow himself to be low-rung on the ladder. He'd been a captain, damn it. He'd been in charge. Whatever he chooses to do, he'll be running the show, thank you. Just you watch.
Bad Ending
Some reincarnates are feeling beaten down, don't have the will to keep fighting anymore. Toushirou is not one of those people. It's never been in him to quit; as long as there's still a world, there's still something to fight for. Any losses of people important to him deeply upset him, but instead of sending him into a crushing depression, it only fuels him to fight harder, more viciously, even. There is no mercy on his end when he fights the aliens; it's either blinding rage, or clinical detachment.
The latter has had some of the more poetic people around call him "as cold as the blade he wields". It sounds pretty, whether it's true or not.
There's so much to do. Too much, at times. He's taken on the role of a strategist and a leader; it's what his old self was good at. He needs that here. But in addition to the fighting . . . there are so many souls that need to be helped along to their proper place. Between the living and the dead, there's just so much for him to look after.