[Death] Void bite

Pain is strange.

Pain shouldn't be something unfamiliar to Xu.I looked at my body, which had turned into nothingness almost instantly from the wound, with more shock than fear. Pain, pain is no stranger to me, but I clearly know that it will bring death, and the pain has become some kind of complicated pain.

But walking on the edge of life and death should be quite normal for Xu, right?

Ahhh.

Yes, I have my naivety.

Let's not talk about talking too much with the enemy, or even telling the enemy what a stupid mistake it is.In fact, even later, even if I was stabbed in the chest by a knife, I didn't really lose the ability to fight back.If you want to, at least seriously injuring the enemy is a simple matter.

Didn't Maru Silver do the same thing when it went public?

The time between stabbing me and Wanjie is long enough for me to kill him two or three times.

I just... couldn't do it.

Is it because somewhere in my heart, because I think I'm not alone, it doesn't matter if I lose, it doesn't matter even if I lose the battle, that's why I have become this cowardly.

I took two weak steps, almost fell to my knees on the ground, and then realized that I was instinctively vibrating the Reiatsu, and let out a call.

Then, almost at the same time, I remembered.

——This is the boundary.

Not a virtual circle.

Although to me it doesn't matter anywhere as long as it's not that damn anti-membrane bandit, I can hear Ulquiorra calling from anywhere.But I vaguely understand that other people's probing nerves can't do this, although I didn't ask him.

He is calling me.

From just now to now.

I like the sound of the heartbeat, I like the sound of the heartbeat even if I don't have a heart, it is the proof that I am no longer alone, it is the proof that I also have my companions in this world.

mine.

But he didn't hear my call, and it was this unchanging heartbeat that proved that if he had heard it, he wouldn't have called me so repeatedly and anxiously.

I tried to move my footsteps, but this time I really lost my balance and fell to the ground. The super-speed regeneration also lost its effect, and the wound swallowed all the incoming spirit particles like a black hole.I didn't notice when Gin Ichimaru left, he didn't give me the "final blow", but maybe it was because "this" was the last blow.

There are always a lot of bones on the ground in the broken world.

Why are there bones here?False, Reaper?Stuck in a black cavity and can't leave?Because of detention?I don't know how many years they have gone through, just by falling on it, they shattered into a ball with a crisp sound.

...there is no strength to get up again.

Ah, I really don't want to die.

If I die, won't he be alone again?

But not like this.I was the one who wanted to follow him from the very beginning, no matter how much I got used to each other's existence in the long meaningless years, it didn't mean anything.I'm just weak, useless, dispensable, I can't be needed by him.He is Varstord, and he doesn't need anything to live.

It's that I don't want to die alone.

He'll be fine, he won't be sad.Because he doesn't know what sorrow is.

That would be the best.

That's it.

I blinked - the background of the broken world was a chaotic darkness.I always feel that it is very similar to the virtual circle. In the endless night, the sky in the distance looks like this.

Even the things I saw gradually became blurred, as if in the darkness that seemed to exist, chaos turned into various shapes.

I'm going to die, I thought.

Probing nerves, Reiatsu, the passing of Reiatsu, nothingness, silence, distant heartbeats.

Ah, can I still think—it seems like a very, very long time, I wondered dully.But I am dying.

Although I died a long time ago.

I want to close my eyes, but I can't quite remember why I did it, and it seems that I don't even have the strength to do it anymore. My field of vision just slowly narrows, becomes blurred, and becomes Darkness.

It's dark--

From the enemy I killed the first time, to other things I remember or don't remember, the images flashed quickly in my mind: the broken horn that was stuck in the opponent's body, torn in two and ended up on the ground. A struggling snake, a solitary skull, a broken arm that cannot move, the taste of eating the hair together, the tail, blood, red cannon, garan, garan, because there is no meaning, so garan is the most suitable , a new day, a new moon, sunlight, trams, blackboards and desks and cherry blossom trees outside the window, strange human girls.

……Humanity.

……Humanity?

The camera freezes for a moment.

Day after day, I live in a daze without knowing what the future will look like, so it doesn't matter what happens.She was reading a book, a book—no, a comic.A boring story, but perhaps also slightly interesting.Grim Reaper, some familiar words for some reason, black hem, companion, go save her, go save her - boring story, is that so.It will be fine, even if you encounter enemies that are too powerful to match, you will be fine in the end, because this is the future of a story.If you win, you won't kill, if you win, it's a fair fight, if you win, even though you have faced each other with swords, but because you are equal opponents, you can become partners someday.

What a story, because how could such a thing happen in reality.

Won.

Eh.

The failed and broken Void was thrown aside like some object, both legs were lost and one arm was gone, and then the existence that was once a god of death but now completely monster-like raised its sword again.

The black sky lock cuts the moon.

beautiful knife.

No, but wait a minute, because—

I open my eyes.

This was probably the most lucid moment I can remember.

I remembered, Urquiola, the name.

I should have killed Kurosaki Ichigo.He should be killed even if he is not a big threat, even if he is only fighting us to protect his comrades, he should be killed even if Aizen-sama is interested in him, even if he is Urquiorra His prey should be killed--even if somewhere in my heart I approve of him.

Why hesitate to kill the enemy?I was born to kill, and now I get it.

Threats that should be erased the moment you see them.

Hollow, Human, Reaper, Enemy, All.

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...he will die.

"Don't want to remember at all?"

Even what I said just a few minutes ago seemed like fate was laughing at me.

I reach out and hold my Zanpakuto, how can I still do this? ——It doesn't matter anymore.It was slowly pulled out of the scabbard, and the metallic buzzing separated the silence of the boundary.

I thought I had already lost my feeling and my uncontrollable body could struggle to stand up again, and my numb hand could hold the sword... The distant heartbeat stopped, and he no longer called me. Maybe something happened, but he still Alive, and still alive.

His spiritual pressure is still there.

Do you want to live again now, Garan?

A voice spoke—it sounded like me.

I must have also felt somewhere in my heart that anything goes.Otherwise, if you really want to live so much, go to Orihime Inoue or Saar Apollo as soon as possible, it is better to have some hope than to sit and wait for death.I'm not really immobile, isn't that proof now?

...but it doesn't matter if you live or not.

I just need to die later, that's all.

I should live a little longer

i must live a little longer

I have to kill Kurosaki Ichigo

What time is it now?Kurosaki Ichigo has already fought Grimmjow.Then the assistance of Soul Society——

With a "boom", the noisy humming echoed in my mind. I looked down at this body that belonged to me. It seemed to have been eroded and lost its existence. I could see the broken part through the damaged part skeletons on the ground.I can't even support this intensity of probing nerves anymore, me.

Longshi, my Zanpakuto, is also my very existence, I raise it.

No blood, pure white blade.Even if I do it again, I might not be able to kill Ichimaru Gin, and I can't say I regret it now, it's just that I really, really have to do something.It is trembling.Hurt myself with it, is it the second or third time.

I cut "I" in half.

As a result, the part below the neck simply and completely died, turning into powder almost instantly, and even holding its arm, it fell to the ground sadly.Maybe I'll die right now, but I must, if only to try.But in the end, the poison like maggots attached to the bones disappeared from my Reiatsu.Cough, cough, I coughed instinctively, but I couldn't make any sound-of course I couldn't cough without lungs.

Hands, I need at least one hand.

A misshapen, shapeless hand regenerates, almost groping, and I hold my Zanpakutō.

- Go hunting, dragon and lion.

The pitifully small number of spirits reassembled at the last moment, so that I could have a new form that was ostentatious.Can walk and bite.Can live for a few minutes.I know there's nothing inside me - overdrive regeneration can't restore lost guts.

Is it enough?

not enough.

I still need……

what.

Almost like fate, I think of it.

Also like fate, I... happen to be carrying this.

I took a small black cube out of my pocket.

...I need to hurry up.