"Death" I thought it was just a monster

The blood sprayed out, and it was still warm when it splashed on the body.He stood in a sea of ​​corpses, lowering his eyes slightly.The blood pooled on the ground, and the whole ground has become sticky/thick/fishy/slippery/.The last one has also fallen down, the fingers are slightly bent, and the wrist is extraordinarily white against the blood red lining.

He watched the wrist twitch slightly until there were no more signs of life.There was darkness around him, and even the last obstacle around him had already been killed by himself, as long as he killed the young man who had been hanging on the spider's thread, all of this would be over.But he was standing there, with the point of the knife pointing down, his eyes drooping, and his eyelashes covered the look in his eyes.Obviously such a quiet and powerful existence, but something is about to shatter and surge out.

"Ahhh..." The boy yawned a little.Somewhat bored, he wiped away the physical tears from the corners of his eyes. "Is it true that they were all killed in the end?" He changed to a more comfortable position, moved his fingers slightly, and only made half a circle, and spider threads appeared faintly on his fingertips. , five spider threads have formed on the fingertips, which obviously look thin and fragile, but have a strange blue luster.

"Either you die, or I die. Obviously the ending has been decided, but still struggling, suffering, and collapsing." The young man played with the spider silk in his hand with one hand.It's like playing with a bracelet with one hand, turning it into different shapes and patterns.

"Fate is just like a thread in my hand. No matter how it changes, it cannot escape my grasp." He raised his eyes and looked at the man standing in the sea of ​​blood. "So are you."

At this moment, it was so quiet that it seemed that even the breath had disappeared.

The last drop of blood slowly slid from the blade to the tip.crumbling.Rolled into the sea of ​​blood.

--drop.despair.

It's like a switch is flipped.The lips that had lost the smile from the very beginning now have a slight hook at the corners of the mouth.

The expression of the boy who was still playing with the spider silk changed.Hands raised anxiously.Blue glowing spider threads spit out from every corner continuously, forming a huge web, separating Aizen in the middle.But even so, it still didn't make the young man feel at ease, on the contrary, more chills and fear welled up from the bottom of his heart.

The trembling under the absolute power made his soul scream.

——Even though the man on the opposite side didn't move at all, it made him feel that something was gathering in the darkness, looking at him without mechanism, and devouring himself in the next second without warning.

Something is about to get out of hand.

"Ha, ha ha..." The young man was suppressed by the invisible fear and smiled nervously, his face that was always shy and calm now twitched slightly - it was because he wanted to suppress the fear floating on his face with a smile Get weird face.

"This is my enchantment!" He raised the volume, and the clear voice that belonged to the young man was broken now, looking annoyed and stern. "Here. I am... the king!"

The word "Wang" came out, and the spider's thread was like a snake coming to life, rushing towards Lan Ran.

Block all ways of life!There is no way to avoid it!There is no way to avoid it! !

Silent chuckle.

He looked up.On the gentle and handsome face was the same gentle smile as usual, that smile seemed to never disappear from his face.But.Those amber eyes, now in the darkness, became a deep black.There is nothing in it.

"King?" a low voice.

"In front of me, do you dare to be king?"

Power, emerge.

The enchantment that originally belonged to the boy also began to become strange. If you look carefully, you will find that something darker than black is slowly rotating and flowing in the enchantment that was originally black.

The spider silk began to tangle and break due to invisible tension.Starting from the top of the barrier, it was like dominoes being toppled, breaking faster and faster.In the end, there were only a few blue spider threads left, sticking around him.But if you take a closer look, you can also find that the spider silk is beginning to tighten due to inexplicable tension.

The boy's face was full of fear and viciousness, and it had long since lost its original appearance.He was already standing on the ground from the moment the spider silk started to break.Then he kept collecting spirits from the outside world and transformed them into his own power, trying to regain control of the barrier, but as the spirits continued to gather and input, those supposedly powerful forces seemed to sink into the sea without any movement.And the man who was still standing in the sea of ​​corpses looked at him with a smile, as if he was looking at a clown.

Unforgivable... simply unforgivable!

The boy bit his lower lip deeply, trying to use the pain to calm his slightly trembling body.However, the body is completely out of control.

hateful!hateful!His heart was screaming, but his body couldn't move at all. Obviously the man just gave him a quiet look, but he was like a frog being targeted by a snake, and he didn't even have the strength to move.

I'm going to die... I'm really going to die this time!

He didn't even have the ability to use the static blood costume. Under the terrified expression of the young man, his body was like porcelain, and cracks slowly appeared. First, there were small side faces, and then slowly the lines spread, climbing all the way. Climbing, when he opened his eyes wide and opened his mouth to shout, his body cracked and blood splattered everywhere.

The blood bead flying towards Lanran was blocked not far from him and slipped down.

All the blue spider threads were broken, leaving only the slight echo of the thread breaking in the enchantment.There was no other sound.The only standing man stood there, wondering what he was thinking.

Black pupils, nothing.

Ah... what to do next...

He lowered his eyes.The blood droplets that splashed on the hair before slipped from the hair on the forehead, across the forehead, and into the eyebrows.Then, the drops fall to the ground.

From a distance, it looked like a drop of blood and tears shed by that man.

The heart is still beating, the breathing is smooth, and the spiritual power is full.Nothing has changed.

nothing has changed...

……no matter what……

His black eyes couldn't reflect anything. He stood there with his head slightly lowered, as if he was thinking about something.Suddenly do not want to move.He didn't even want to mobilize the power of the mirror flower and water moon that he just got back.

I just want to stand quietly like this for a while...

soon...

"Blue dye!"

Panic, voice.

The hand holding the knife twitched inexplicably, he slowly raised his head, and then the girl in the deadly costume rushed towards him as if she had found herself from another dimension, and threw herself into his arms.

warmth.petite.

She wrapped her arms around herself, then looked up in his arms, exasperated and resentful. "You really killed 'me'! Do you know how terrifying it is to see so many of your own corpses! It's too much to be merciless..." The words stopped suddenly.

His eyes slipped down from her face - the Zanpakutō was resting on her slender neck.The handle of the knife was firmly held in his hand.

The first time was a hundred years ago when she foolishly used ghost tricks on Hua.

The second time was when she pierced his heart on the double slit.

This is the third time that he has murderous intentions towards her.

"What, what?!" She was scared but pretended to be fierce.He didn't even dare to move, his eyes flickered. "You can't cut it smoothly, can you?"

"Tell you, the one in front of you is real! The only one is real!"

He looked at her, no smile on his face, just watched quietly.Then after she calmed down because of anxiety, she slowly bent down, and slid her left hand from her neck to the back of her head, touching her forehead intimately.

He saw the unsmiling self in her eyes.Said very calmly.

"next time."

"Next time if you dare to let go of my hand easily."

"I'll kill you with my own hands."

"do you understand?"

She nodded timidly.The hand that never let go of the sword let the Zanpakuto fall to the ground when she nodded, holding her face while the iron object fell to the ground, and bit her face fiercely for the first time. lips, pushed her and staggered to suppress her on the barrier.Force her to share her sweetness and softness.

Always have peace of mind.The eyes are quiet.Very stable fire.

All emotions are based on confidence in the mastery of the situation, but of all things, she is the only one not included.

Only when you see it will you feel at ease

Only by holding it tightly can you be sure of her existence.

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So don't let go of my hand.

The author has something to say: I will tell you that this story appeared because I wanted to write about this somewhat glum Aizen-sama~╭(╯^╰)╮