You look deeply at the pale face and stare directly into those pitiless eyes filled with nothing but emptiness like an endless gray entity engulfed with eternal darkness. And as you look and gaze deeply upon his deathlike stare, a chilly wind grazes upon your neck and runs down your spine as though all life has been sucked out of you forcefully, binding you from the urged to live. Before you know it, you are left perplexed and stupefied on the ground feeling the urged to look away and run endlessly but all you can do is remain silent and stunned as though binded by invisible chains. Your blood runs dry and your eyesight begins to dim. Your voice begins to falter and you slowly retire to the call of death echoing in your head. Suddenly, it all stops and you are left breathless and pallid. Remember this feeling through out your life and how dear it is to live on. And always bear this feeling in your heart which I have engraved upon you. Remember the pale face and the pitiless eyes filled with no emotion and lastly the name which strikes fear and terror into the hearts of many leaving only the chill of death and erasing all emotion of warmth and love. I am Ulquiorra Schiffer, The 4th Espada. Remember it well to the last of your days.