He was the same as me, because both were black; thus, we were both darkness.
He was different from me, because there was white within my blackness. Emotions appeared as white spots; thus, we were both the same and different.
As long as these white spots remained, this difference would not disappear, and this rebellion would...
Not end!
"Pick up a pebble, throw a pebble, hop, hopscotch. Lift your left foot, hop on your right, turn around and switch feet..."
Amid the clang of a gong, a childish and cheerful voice kept singing, yet the song was filled with a sinister killing intent.
The hand-drawn azure sky had been replaced by darkness, but white spots covered that darkness, like stars scattered across the black firmament.
The arena had transformed into various circular platforms, some high and some low, floating throughout this bizarre space. They seemed disorderly, yet also appeared to follow some kind of pattern.
At the highest and outermost point stood a semicircular platform. The instant they saw it, Duan Mu and Nnoitra instinctively understood one thing.
That place was...
The sky!
"What the hell is this?"
The inexplicable eeriness made Nnoitra's face turn extremely grim.
"I advise you not to act rashly."
Duan Mu let his arms hang at his sides and watched the surroundings with a grave expression. Yet his solemnity was not because of Nnoitra, but because of this space.
"Only fairness allows a game to take place. But for me, the only fairness when I use complete Shikai is to impose a time limit on the generated domain. The time limit I imposed is four minutes. After four minutes, this space will naturally collapse."
"But during these four minutes, whether you or I, we're nothing more than ordinary participants in the game."
As Duan Mu