The Unforgiven from Shinigami
Is Hueco Mundo collapsing?
Shiraishi frowned slightly.
The sea of sand beneath my feet was trembling.
The Garganta isn't impossible to open now; it just collapses immediately if you try to open it. Judging by the current situation, anyone who goes in might drift away to who knows where.
" The Soul King is dead." Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto pursed his lips, his face almost frozen, his hand gripping the hilt of his sword tightly. "At this crucial moment, am I really going to stand here with a brat and watch the world be destroyed?"
"Look at what you're saying, I don't want to be with an old geezer like you either."
Shiraishi retorted, annoyed, "It's all your and Kisuke Urahara for letting us down at the crucial moment. I trusted you so much."
"Ah, you can't rely on people. Thank goodness I sent Unohana out of Seireitei, ensuring their safety."
"When the world is destroyed, do you think anyone can escape? Everyone will die in the impact, and the scattered Reishi will begin to coalesce into a human again, but it will no longer be you."
Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto was well aware of what would happen if the Soul King died. The clash between the World of the Living and the Soul Society would be relatively minor, only causing a large number of casualties.
The conflict and merging of the three realms will inevitably lead to the extinction of all living beings.
The humans who were reborn later have no relation to the current humans.
Shiraishi knew Aizen somewhat; he was more interested in raising venomous insects than in exterminating his enemies. "What's the use of your anxiety? Just trust Kisuke Urahara and the others to stabilize the world."
Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto opened his mouth, then fell silent again. Yes, what was the use of his anxiety?
It's not a matter of distance now; it's a direct separation by Dangai.
Hey, after serving as the Captain-Commander for so many years, when it really comes down to it, he's not as clear-headed as a kid.
Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto sat Fuza, gazing at the trembling world, and sighed deeply, "This time it's our incompetence that has dragged humanity down with us."
In the World of the Living, Karakura Town.
An earthquake struck.
At first, the window and the pen holder on the table were shaking slightly. Masaki Kurosaki noticed something was wrong, quickly threw back the sheets, and suddenly ran outside, shouting, " Isshin, there's an earthquake! We have to get out of here!"
"Um."
Isshin Shiba also ran out in his pajamas.
The ground is still shaking.
The two ran down to the street outside the clinic, where the streetlights were flashing and people were shouting from every house.
Some people didn't take it seriously, Japan is a country that frequently experiences earthquakes, and everyone is very familiar with this kind of tremor; it will stop after a while.
Someone rushed out in a great hurry.
Masaki Kurosaki pressed her hands to the ground; the tremors continued without intensifying or weakening. "Is this a normal earthquake?"
"I don't know. Urahara told me that if the Soul King dies, Soul Society will be the first to collapse, followed by the Dangai and Hueco Mundo. The World of the Living will be the least affected and the last place to face the impact."
Isshin Shiba's face was grave. "At that time, the entire world, all of humanity, will perish in an instant."
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"Hey, Isshin, there's something I know is inappropriate to say right now, but if I don't say it now, I might never have the chance to say it again."
Masaki Kurosaki tilted her head back and smiled, "Actually, from the first time I saw you, I had a special feeling for you, and now I'm even more certain that I think I've fallen in love with you."
"Huh?!" Isshin Shiba was taken aback by those words, instinctively avoiding the gaze of those clear eyes, but forcibly restraining himself, he said, "Yeah, me too."
"Really? That's great!" Masaki Kurosaki hugged him tightly.
Isshin Shiba for a moment, then hugged her back.
At this point, even the calmest person can no longer remain calm.
Because the earthquakes have been ongoing.
Compared to the mildness of the World of the Living, the Soul Society is in a state of utter devastation, with the earth cracking and stones defying the laws of nature, floating upwards and dissipating into Reishi from human sight.
It made it clear to everyone that the Soul Society was doomed.
Sky, earth, trees— Kaname Tōsen watched as Soul Society marched towards destruction, his heart filled with excitement.
This Soul Society, filled with sin, is finally about to perish, thus giving birth to a new world.
At the last moment, Kaname Tōsen chose not to kill Yoruichi Shihōin, but instead let those people watch the Soul Society be destroyed.
Kaname Tōsen Sonído a cemetery. The cracks in the earth had not yet spread here. An unmarked tombstone stood in front of a semi-circular grave.
His light is buried beneath.
Suddenly, Kaname Tōsen shed his Hollowfication and reverted to his blind self, dressed in a white robe with Kakyō (a type of Suzumushi) hanging from his waist.
"I'm back, Kakyō."
"I'm sorry I couldn't follow the path you chose, nor could I inherit your will, but in the Ninth Division, I will uphold your justice and pass it on to an outstanding young man."
Kaname Tōsen stepped to the tombstone, squatted down, touched the tombstone, and said with a gentle expression, "His name is Shūhei Hisagi. He looks a lot like me, and he looks a lot like you. Lord Aizen will take him into the New World so that he can continue to fight for justice."
I believe that Hisagi is capable of handling the work ahead.
Thinking of that vice-captain, Kaname Tōsen smiled, knowing fear yet still willing to fight for justice.
Even if he is slightly lacking in strength, given time he will become a very qualified captain.
"As for Komamura, whom I often mention... his personality wouldn't tolerate Aizen -Lord Aizen killing Genryūsai. He'd rather die in this old world with me."
Kaname Tōsen sighed heavily, pulled the Suzumushi sword from his waist, and plunged it into his own heart. "Wow."
He spat out a mouthful of blood, turned around, leaned back against the tombstone, and slowly fell. Blood drew a long line on the pale tombstone. "I'm sorry, I chose to carry out justice in the way you hate the most, but I can't do what you did."
To still speak words of love to this world that hurts you—I am not a saint.
His voice grew weaker, Kaname Tōsen lowered his head, " Lord Aizen, you will surely create a better world."
The earth split open, like a giant beast opening its mouth, swallowing the grave along with Kaname Tōsen.
A smile played on his lips.
The Reiatsu disappeared.
Aizen looked away.
Gin Ichimaru nearby, asked, "What's wrong?"
Aizen replied, "The required Reiatsu will disappear."
Gin Ichimaru asked in surprise, "Who killed him?"
He committed suicide.
Aizen answered expressionlessly, raising his right hand downwards, his fingertips radiating amethyst-colored light.
It pierced through the ground in an instant.
The fingertip-sized beam of light rapidly magnified after leaving the Soul King Palace, transforming into a conspicuous pillar of light that pierced the Shakonmaku above the Seireitei.
The Espada and Arrancar gathered below were enveloped, and the ground beneath their feet detached from the earth, slowly rising into the air.
"Wait, I'm not there yet!"
A Arrancar was still on its way, shouting loudly.
The light didn't wait; it vanished into thin air.
Immediately afterwards, beams of light rained down on the Seireitei from the sky.
It covered the Third Division Vice-Captain Izuru Kira, the Ninth Division Vice-Captain Shūhei Hisagi, as well as the Shinigami from the two divisions and the Fifth Division.
Light also flowed into the World of the Living and Hueco Mundo.
They were all residents who had been granted access to the New World.