The new three realms and a new era
"The destruction of timelines also occurs in different ways."
Shazo patiently explained, "The biggest difference lies in how much the variable being changed is."
"If it's just the life and death of an ordinary person, it's merely a matter of a single thought for you, and it doesn't require much effort."
"But since it involves you, the Soul King, even just relieving the near-death injuries rather than directly eliminating death, it can still make you feel somewhat exhausted."
Shazo said with a smile, "But like now, by cutting you down, we've also severed the boundary between Hueco Mundo and Soul Society. The situation is completely different now."
"This timeline is too powerful; you shouldn't have the ability to eliminate it, Soul King!"
The Soul King's wounds, cut in two, were pressed against the sandy ground. His two halves were facing upwards, tightly suppressed by chains of Spiritual Pressure. He could only stare at Shazo with a dozen or so surviving eyes.
As Shazo continued rambling, he used the broken Heaven-Measuring Ruler to draw and write one Root Characters after another on the sand.
"I really have to thank you. Without you showing me the nine Root Characters, I wouldn't have known that the power of the Bleach World could be used like this."
"Oh, I see. You want to ask me how I know how to use Root Characters and Runes?"
"Because in the next world, Sealing Technique are prevalent, and a group of professionals called Ninja are very skilled at using sealing Runes."
slip."
"Although our powers are different from theirs, the way we use them is the same."
"You want to ask me what I'm doing right now?"
"My goal is simple: I want to rewrite the rules of this world, I want to bring back Hell, and I want to reunite Soul Society and Hueco Mundo to rebuild the Spirit Realm."
"Centered on the World of the Living, and supported by the natural repulsion between the Spirit Realm and Hell, they maintain an Eternity stable structure, preventing each other from collapsing."
I think—
"The cycle of the soul needs to be redefined. After death, people in this World of the Living are guided by the Death God Reaper to the Spirit Realm (the place where souls return), where they are punished and rewarded according to their sins and merits in life."
"Ordinary people with neither deep sins nor outstanding merits are cleansed of their Shattering memories and souls, then descend into Hell and decompose into soul factors."
"Those with heinous sins are cast directly into Hell, where they disintegrate into soul particles during the long process of decay."
"Regardless of its origin, the soul element is pure and can be re-ascended into the World of the Living using the energy of Hell, becoming the soul material for an infant."
Those who accumulate merit will be refined into new Death God Seed, receiving the education of the Death God, and slowly growing into new Death God, ruling the world.
The authority to govern the world, serving this world.
"When Death God grows weary, old, and wants to rest, it washes away memories through Divine Tranquility, and reincarnates with a complete soul."
"This is a rudimentary Three Realms structure, but one that can barely sustain development."
Shazo finished drawing the last Runes, stood before the Soul King's two bodies, and gave a final summary. "I know this isn't a perfect structure, and it's prone to problems."
"But I wouldn't be foolish enough to presumptuously design a complex soul cycle structure in advance. That should be left to the Death God to design and adjust gradually in practice."
"Only problems discovered in practice are real problems. Only solutions proven in work are effective solutions."
"In any case, it will be a hundred times, a thousand times better than me just sitting here and thinking wildly."
"My job is simply to cover for them."
"Look, I don't have to work too hard, and I can still get things done. That's the best of both worlds."
"Oh, so what am I going to do by suppressing you here?"
Shazo laughed loudly, "Don't worry, I won't seal you again. There's no need, and I wouldn't be so cruel."
I will sacrifice you.
Soul King: "?!"
Shazo: "Right, it's a sacrifice!"
"It takes energy to pull Hell back to its original course, and it takes even more energy to reunite Hueco Mundo and Soul Society, because I have to protect the current Rukongai and Seireitei."
"This energy isn't something you can just grab and use; it needs to be in large enough quantities and be tolerated and accepted by the world."
"Anyway, I don't have that much power that the world can accept, but you have the energy of both of us within you, which just meets all our needs."
"Therefore—you are the only sacrifice I can offer as the price for world change."
Soul King: "!!!"
Shazo smiled sheepishly, "Oh, I know, you must feel very wronged, very aggrieved, and want to curse, hit, or even tear me to pieces."
"But I'm sorry, I'm the one who beat you up, so I'm in charge of this."
"Besides, this mess was left unresolved because you were so stupid, so it's perfectly reasonable to use you to clean it up now. There's nothing to complain about."
Don't worry, you won't suffer this time.
"I will instantly drain your energy, causing your complete death, so you will no longer suffer the torment of being half-dead for millions of years."
"If I can find those who betrayed you among the souls accumulating in Hell, I will carefully preserve them, extending their decay by millions of years, as a reward for you."
"Finally, since you have so much to say, you can't possibly finish it all, so I won't give you any more time to speak."
"Time's up, let's stop here."
Shazo stood up, Zanpakuto, Meriten-chi, high in the Heaven-Measuring Ruler. He poured endless, unfamiliar power into it, but that power actually made the Soul King feel a clear sense of death.
Strangely, this power of death did not appear sinister or terrifying, but rather filled with a sense of peace and tranquility, and one could even sense a subtle vitality.
This is the fundamental power of the "Scripture of Reincarnation and Salvation" that Shazo Zuo has cultivated for many years, a power characterized by death, reincarnation, rebirth, and transformation.
As half of the Heaven-Measuring Ruler was inserted between the two parts of the Soul King's body, a cataclysmic change began.
The Soul King is dead. This time, he is truly dead, and everything he has become part of the new world.
They have been missing for a long time, but the Hell that the Death God and the Menos Grande inevitably go to after death has returned.
Hueco Mundo Shattering, beginning with an indescribable, enormous slash mark, and Shattering completely, along with the vast majority of Hueco Mundo, Shattering fragments of Spirit Particles.
These fragments crashed into Soul Society like meteors, growing ever larger with Soul Society at its core, forming a New World billions of times larger.
All the wandering spirits and Death God could sense that this New World had its own will and name, calling itself the Spirit Realm.
From then on, the Three Realms of the Bleach World were: the Spirit Realm, the World of the Living, and Hell.
There is no Soul King, no King of Hell, not even the Zero Division anymore. There is only the Seireitei and the Gotei 13, as well as the Captain-Commander Shunsui Kyōraku, who was forced into his new position.
The story of the Bleach World has entered a brand new chapter.
A world of heroes, an elven Forest, an unnamed village.
"I really envy Shazo from the Bleach World. Although he didn't recreate the world or reshape the earth, fire, water, and wind, he at least reshaped the rules of the world."
The Hero Shazo, awoke on a self-made recliner and sighed with envy, "If only my world had a Soul King, I could simply kill him and sacrifice him to solve the world's rules problem. How wonderful that would be."
"Damn it, we only have the Demon King! An endless stream of Demon King we can't kill!"
"So annoying!"
"Goddess of Magic, it would be nice if you could show yourself. It would be better than me just sitting here doing nothing."
"By the way, in the Bleach World, Shazo is openly flirting with Sister Hua. It's so enviable. I also want a big older sister like that."
Suddenly, a series of impolite shouts came from afar, "Shazo! Shazo, where are you?"
"Shazo, come out quickly! Demon Race have appeared again at the edge of the Forest! Let's go kill them!"
Shazo rolled his eyes, sat up helplessly, and shouted back, "Frieren! You should be more polite to me! I'm the hero!!"
"Don't be so polite!" The tiny elf Frieren rushed over upon hearing the noise, grabbed Shazo's long ears, and dragged him outside.
"You lazy bum, do you even deserve to be called a hero?"
"If you're so capable, go draw that Hero's Sword and cut down the Demon King!"
The moment Shazo's ear was grabbed, he was immediately enchanted with seven or eight auxiliary spells by Frieren, including [Floating Magic], [Featherweight Magic], and [Inertia Reduction Magic].
So he didn't feel any pain in his ears before being dragged away by the tiny Frieren.
His complaints went on the whole way. "Frieren, what's the rush?"
"Wait, what do you want with me?"
"You're a great mage, what kind of Demon Race can't you handle?"
Frieren wouldn't tolerate his complaints; she retorted sharply with every one of them, "Of course I'm worried! Those damned Demon Race are dying way too close; their blood will pollute the Forest!"
"What will you eat if the Forest gets dirty?"
"Of course we'll look for you! You're an incredibly brave warrior, the only one of your kind in our Elf Race. Destroying the Demon Race is your duty!"
"Although I am a great mage, I have killed too many Demon Race in the past. I need to hide my strength and name to avoid being targeted for research by the Demon Race."
"If a magician is thoroughly understood, he can be killed by the weak. You wouldn't want your childhood sweetheart Frieren, to die a tragic death, would you?"
Shazo stared in disbelief. "Wow, who taught you this Japanese language?"
Frieren scoffed, "Besides you, my damn childhood friend, who else could influence my verbal tic?"
"You taught me the old sixth-rate strategy of concealing intelligence!"
"I now believe you're right, so you have to take responsibility."
Shazo looked at the petite Frieren, especially her disproportionately large frame, and couldn't help but sigh, "If you were two heads taller and four letters bigger, I would definitely happily accept you as my childhood sweetheart."
"What a pity, my aesthetic sense doesn't allow me to be perverse----"
Bang!
Frieren's ears turned bright red with anger, and she swung her little fist and punched Shazo hard on the head.
The small fists weren't very strong; what was powerful was the [Giant Strength Hammer Magic], which not only made Shazo's head clang, but also gave him a slight, tangible pain.
This surprised Shazo greatly. "Frieren, your magic skills have improved quite a bit! You even hurt me!"
Frieren suddenly felt very happy and said proudly, "What you said was that you were impressed by Sanri-dang. It's been 40 years since I last beat you, of course I would have improved."
Shazo was stunned. "Huh? Forty years have already passed?"
When was the last time we met?
Oh, I remember now. The last time we met, I happened to run into Flamme, Frieren's human disciple, who brought the underage protagonist of the world Frieren, to pay their respects to their teacher.
That day, he learned where this world was and what the main story was.
Unfortunately, there are still a full thousand years before the story begins, and besides him, the Demon King was killed for the first time a long time is still far off.
As a result, the lazy Shazo became even lazier. There was still a thousand years to wait, it was so annoying.
He now realizes that time actually flies quite fast; it's as if he just took a nap, and suddenly 40 years have passed.
If I take another 24 naps, I should be able to see the most enlightened hero Himmel.
Shazo was extremely curious.
He desperately wanted to know just how powerful Himmel really was.
He also wanted to know, how did Himmel kill the Demon King with an ordinary sword? And after being killed by the destined protagonist, would the Demon King be resurrected?
That was an opportunity for change.
In any case, it's better than repeating the same thing countless times.
Soon after, Frieren dragged Shazo to the edge of a decaying Forest clearing and carefully hid him behind a large tree.
She pointed to the deformed Demon Race in the center of the open space and said, "Domenico, the Corroder of Magic, is a monster born by the Demon Race race to fight against mages. It can distort and weaken all magical effects and is immune to most elemental magic."
"It is the natural enemy of all mages and archmages."
Shazo finally perked up and said seriously, "So it's Domenico. It's become quite famous in recent centuries."
"My Frieren is very wise; she didn't recklessly rush into battle against her natural enemy just because she's strong."
"Hmph! I'm not yours!" Frieren said haughtily. "It's not that I can't kill it, it's just that my magic distorts strangely when it hits it."
"No matter how careful I am, my magic can still get out of control. If an anomaly occurs that causes it to overextend and spread its flesh and magic throughout the entire Forest, that would be a real problem."
"I don't have the magic to cleanse the entire Forest; it would be polluted into a monster Forest."
Shazo Zuo nodded, then silently broke off a branch from the tree and casually wiped away the excess leaves, thorns, and side branches.
Thus, the best weapon in a man's heart was created. It has a one-piece hilt, guard, and blade, and can definitely be played with for a year.
Frieren: Oh, I didn't see it! (ノへ,)
This ancient elf, thousands of years old, still plays with tree branches like a child, even though he has collected so many legendary weapons in his home.
Shazo: The most deadly male is a teenager!