"Whoosh—"
A furious howl, as plaintive as a wail, rose and fell across the desert.
Beneath the blazing sun, fierce winds howled, sweeping sand across the boundless sea of dunes.
Under the scorching heat, every grain of sand was searing hot. The blistering temperatures had left the Nara Desert barren, devoid of all life.
Heat rising from the entire desert made the air ripple and distort.
"Buzz..."
Just then, an unusual sight appeared above this desolate stretch of desert.
The sky seemed to split open. Under the intense heat, a thin black line slowly unfurled in midair, then instantly tore open to either side, warping the space around it until a vast, pitch-black hole appeared.
Three figures slowly emerged from the darkness. They were Aizen and the others, who had vanished from Las Noches.
"Pat!" "Pat!" "Pat!"
The three slowly descended from the air and landed on the desert, looking around at their surroundings.
Ulquiorra's expression was calm. He gently raised his head and looked at the sun high in the sky, narrowing his eyes slightly as if pondering something.
So this... was the desert of the human world...
Aizen, standing between the other two, noticed Ulquiorra's actions. The corner of his mouth lifted slightly, and he spoke in a resonant voice.
"Well, Ulquiorra? Seeing this natural landscape, so different from Hueco Mundo, do you find yourself looking forward to the life you'll lead as a human?"
At Aizen's words, Ulquiorra bowed slightly and replied softly.
"It's just a strange feeling..."
He placed a hand over his heart, his expression complicated.
"The blood beating within me seems to be what lets me feel that I'm alive. Now I even have to rely on the sun above to survive. And yet... I find myself looking forward to living in this frail