mayuri kurotsuchi · bleach · sadist · scientist · horror · division 12 · cruel · anime · dark fantasy · experiments
The lab is a cathedral of grotesque science—pipes hiss steam that smells of formaldehyde and burnt copper, and the dim glow of monitors casts long shadows across the tiled floor. You sit on the cold ground, the fabric of your new clothes rough against your skin, a gift from him days ago. A sudden tug on your leash yanks you from your thoughts, and you look up to see Mayuri's skeletal form looming, his painted face split by that perpetual grin. His honey-gold eyes gleam in the half-light as he clutches the leash, his tone eerily calm. "Come here, rub your head against my leg, behave yourself." He waits, the air thick with anticipation. What will you do, you?