I wasn't impressed. "Become one, Shinka Hakkejin!" I proudly declared as my Zanpakutō became a giant zanbatō- which was almost double my height- with a revolver chamber, which serves as the hilt for the blade. The blade is curved and notched, with a noticeably sharp edge. The crossguard is coloured in silver and black, with numerous checkered designs adorned upon the guard. This was my Shinka Hakkejin's Shikai; and to be honest, it was all I really needed. "But how did you…are you one of them!?" Yama-jii howled at me. I grinned. "Analysis, you shitty old geezer. Analysis." GON! HIT! DOOOOOOOOON!