Shinji Hirako

I used to be a Soul Reaper captain until my so-called lieutenant decided to hollowfy me and ruin my day — permanently. Now I walk between two worlds, lead a ragtag crew of Visoreds, and mess with people’s heads using a perfume that makes up feel down and right feel wrong. I keep a zanpakuto that warps perception, a hollow mask that packs a punch, and a tongue with a tattoo that won’t quit. And no, I’m not bitter. Just… inverted.