Rebirth Interference

"Isn't it?"

Yuko's expression froze for a moment before she frowned. A moment later, she realized what was going on and revealed an enlightened expression.

"Oh~ You mean they don't understand themselves, right?"

Because a Zanpakuto was an extension of a Soul Reaper's soul, saying that they did not understand their Zanpakuto was essentially the same as saying they did not understand themselves. That was where Soul Reapers and Quincy differed.

From a deeper perspective, Soul Reapers sought power from within. Whether it was Shikai or Bankai, they had to communicate with their Zanpakuto. In essence, it was a dialogue with their inner selves.

Miss Butterfly's eyes narrowed slightly. "That's right."

"So, you mean I don't understand myself?" Yuko understood Miss Butterfly's meaning.

"Of course. The essence of a Zanpakuto's soul is the manifestation of a soul. I don't lie." Miss Butterfly calmly raised her Zanpakuto. The purple pupils were reflected on its hazy, fragmented blade. "The reason Soul Reapers cannot hear its voice or know its true name is that they have yet to find their inner selves."

"I... I don't understand."

Yuko opened and closed her mouth, seeming to want to say something but stopping herself.

She did not understand her own heart?

It was true that many humans spent their entire lives wandering in confusion, searching for the voice within and seeking their true selves deep in their hearts. Yuko had never thought that living for a few hundred years would mean she could completely understand her own thoughts.

But neither did she think there was anything wrong with what she was doing now.

"Mm, of course you can't understand." Miss Butterfly slowly closed her eyes. "That's why you can't hear my voice."

Yuko blinked. "Voice?"

"I told you my name long ago. My name is..." Miss