Zainin was a lone figure on the roofs of Karakura's buildings. His head drooped down as he viewed the humans carrying on their simple lives. Men and women scurrying around oblivious to the other dangers that belonged to the dead and people who could see them. The lucky ones who could remain apart from such dangerous activities, that involved the dead, could just squander their lives in worrying about petty things in life.
When power was gained as was responsability. However despite Zainin's ammassing of power he threw away the responsabilities that go with his strength. Instead he watched those who could just live their lives and follow pre-set paths where he had to forge his own in a world of greed for power. Shaking his head he slowed his walk and turned to his left. He now stood on the very edge of a rather tall building. He looked down and watched the people walk on, it relaxed him to do this.
He sat on the edge of the building, legs overhanging peacefully watching keeping his senses on the outside world.