Chapter 389
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Chapter 389:
My original plan was to head back to Izzy and the others to relay what my next move was, but....then I saw the giant black hand in the sky and realized that something may have went wrong.
I of course quickly called Izzy to figure out the situation and she said she had it handled. Though Yoruichi seemed to be freaking out in the background for some reason.
Something about a Captain ambushing them and she gave him a time out in the shadows.
I suppose it didn't really matter. If Izzy said she had things under control, I trusted her. She also suggested I just finish up everything else before coming back as to not need to keep coming and going to check in every time.
So....here I was now, heading towards the supposed leader of Shinigami.
I admit I was just the slightest bit nervous. Based on the strengths of some of the other Captains I've met thus far, I could summarize that their leader would be something of a monster himself. I hoped this could be settled to both of our satisfaction because I didn't really enjoy handling the welfare of other people in my hands.
Honestly, I didn't even want to get involved again. I was pretty much done with what I had planned to do here, but I can admit I may have caused a little bit of a problem for the Strawberry brat due to my own flippant attitude, so I resolved myself to look out for them. I suppose it didn't hurt that they were just kids doing something stupid so the protective side of me didn't want to see anything happen to them.
[It's amazing, who could have thought this would have come back to bite you in the ass?]
In my defense, what was the likelihood that the idiots wanted to invade the afterlife?
[Yeah, what kind of idiot would do something like that?]
I had a good reason.
[They kinda do too.]
Fair. I know I'd do something just as reckless in their spot.
With a kick off the ground, I accelerated forward quickly, covering quite a bit of ground before coming to a stop.
[You're getting better at that technique.] Ddraig noted.
"Thanks, I think so too. It's really quite a wonderful movement technique. The more I get used to it, the more I'm just genuinely in awe of its ability." It's not like other people couldn't match this kind of speed, but the amount of effort to move like this, and the sheer versatility was just absurd.
[Mmm, it is impressive. The people here may not be as powerful as the ones back home, but they got their own good spots.]
"Yeah, I think I figured that out too." I looked around before ducking behind a corner and casting an illusion. "It seems like the people here took the path of extreme speed and precision over strength."
Well, maybe I just haven't had enough of a sample size to say that with certainty, but that was my current thought.
[Makes sense. Those Captains you met so far didn't really seem like the kind to start throwing fists and taking big hits. Seeing the peak of that Shunpo, it's like what you said, Godspeed at the top.]
That Gin, he got a little hurt just from taking one of my strikes. That's not to say I think I did any mortal or even lasting damage, but it's clear they aren't as physically durable as me. But on the flip side, they all seem to have mastered such a high degree of speed that I can admit I'm inferior to them. Even with my lightning movements, it falls short.
That being said, I was ready to get serious if he released his Bankai. My instinct were telling me that was something I most certainly couldn't take lightly.
And I don't actually think they're....Glass Cannons, just an observation when compared to powerhouses of my birth world.
[Even so, just because they can move in the same realm as Gods, that doesn't put them on the same level. Well, maybe a few of the lesser ones, but if you're talking well known ones, just being able to match them in speed won't be enough.]
Right, being well rounded was important. Unless you strive for one peak so vehemently that you can ignore everything else. But that's just not really a plausible situation.
My previous speed wasn't too far off from that 'realm'. My fight with Susanoo, the first time, he favored strength, which my body could attest to with how sore I was afterwards. But even still, he was able to perceive and react to my attacks which perhaps breached that barrier by themselves.
My Gungnir, for example, I was confident it could handle one of these Shinigami Captains moving at their top speeds. I don't think it lost out in that department, but even so, Susanoo was able to block and deflect it during the fight.
Well, I'm curious to see how my own Zanpakutō influences my abilities in the end, considering that my 'starting point' was beyond what most of these Shinigamis could reach in their lives....unlives?
[Speaking of Zanpakutō, should probably give you an update.]
"Something happened?" I admit it's a very interesting situation here, Ddraig being able to watch my Zanpakutō form around itself and develop my supposed 'inner world' as they Shinigami call it.
[It's been poking me every so often.]
"What do you mean, poking you? Like it's actually trying to reach out? Or just an accident because you're also inside my soul while it's trying to form?"
[The latter. Well, after the first time, I think it somewhat realized I was here and does it every now and then. Almost like an infant that just grabs at anything around it.]
"Hmm." I tapped my chin. "Oh well, not really anything we can do about it. Not that It's inherently a bad thing, this is all new territory for us, and probably the Shinigami." Doubted they've ever had this issue before...
[You don't care that it's probably getting some influence from me?]
"Why would I care? I have a Dragon Heart thanks to you. I have an entire Draconic attribute now because you've been inside my soul so long. You're my partner, what does it matter in the end?"
[If you don't care, then whatever. Just don't come crying to me when It likes me more than you.] Ddraig snorted. [By the way, I think we're here.]
I looked up at the building and read the sign overhead as well.
First Division.
Yeah, I think we are too.
[***]
This place was.....deserted
As in, literally no one was around as I walked through the corridors. I was starting to think that this Division wasn't quite like the others. At least in the case of Shunsui, he presumably made everyone scarce intentionally. That or his people were out scouring the place for....well, me.
Actually, this office may not even be attached to any barracks for the first division. I am going to meet the leader of Soul Society, it stands to reason that his office has some peace and quiet and not the hustle and bustle of military grunts coming and going at all hours.
My feet continued to carry me onwards as I found myself ascending a flight of stairs. It wasn't until I got to the top that I finally saw another person.
Slicked back grayish-silver hair, a black handlebar mustache, and lightly tanned skin. I think I noticed a white turtleneck peeking out from under his uniform. And the noticeable Lieutenant badge on his arm.
His eyes quickly looked up to see me and there wasn't a hint of surprise on his face. It was as if.....he was expecting me.
.....fair.
"I heard that Shunsui sent a message....?"
"Youngster." The Old Man grunted. "Introduce yourself before you speak."
"Ah, I was rude." I corrected myself. "Wilhelm Henry Schweinorg, at your service."
"Not Kurosaki Ichigo?" He snorted again, reaching for his cup of tea. He gently blew on it, letting the steam waft away. "Captain Kyōraku's unorthodox request has reached my ears. Due to his exemplary and unfailing loyalty, I am allowing you this opportunity." He stated. "You have until I finish my tea."
"Until you finish your tea to do what?" I blinked.
"To convince me that you should be allowed to leave this room alive."
[***]
Non-canon Omake, Bankai Training.
"Alright, this is the Tenshintai." Yoruichi declared, slamming what looked like a cardboard cutout resembling a humanoid figure.
"How is this supposed to help me learn Bankai or whatever?" Ichigo scowled.
"I'm also curious." I kind of agreed with him.
"Learning Shikai is about communicating with your Zanpakutō and harmonizing with it. To master Bankai, you need to externalize it and force your Zanpakutō into submission." She stated.
"Wait, you can just summon your Zanpakutō spirit out into the real world?" I looked at her incredulously.
"Well, it usually takes years of training to reach that stage, so we're going to cheat. Kisuke created this method, he altered the Tenshintai a little. With this method, you can master Banaki in three days."
"Awesome, let's do this." Ichigo nodded.
"Hold it, what's the catch." I flicked his forehead, something that was becoming a habit. He has a tendency to blatantly ignore anything else and focus only on his goal.
"If you can't achieve Bankai in three days, you lose the chance forever." Yoruichi said plainly.
"Alright, let's go." Ichigo barely gave it a second thought. "What do I have to do?"
Well, it's his decision to make.
"Stab it with your Zanpakutō."
He shrugged, pulling his big ass sword of his back and stabbing it. The cutout lit up in a burst of Reiryoku and split into two figures standing before us.
"Huh, you really do have two Zanpakutō spirits." I looked them over.
One was a man in a nice looking black coat with a white collared undershirt and messy black hair with some cool glasses. The other, it looked like a bleached version of Ichigo with yellow eyes and somewhat menacing aura.
"Right, did you both hear it?" Yoruichi didn't even bother questing it and just addressed the directly.
"Yeah, yeah." The bleached Ichigo waived her off. "We'll get the moron up to snuff, just get outta the way an let us do our stuff."
"We will begin immediately." The more refined and older spirit didn't argue.
"Use the area as you see fit." She shrugged.
The three of them walked off a little ways before a bunch of swords manifested around them and they began fighting.
"Huh, seems more pedantic than I imagined."
"Did you expect Ichigo to be complicated?" Yoruichi looked at me.
"Fair." I hummed. "Hey, got anymore of those things?"
"The Tenshintai? Why, you wanna give it a go too? You haven't even gotten Shikai yet, it's not gonna work for you."
"Nah, just wanna give it a look over."
"I have a bunch of them, this thing you gave me is handy." She waved her arm, showing off a storage bracelet I made her. "Here's ten, have fun cause this is gonna take awhile."
I picked the first one up, giving it a look around and I was a little curious. If this was supposed to bring out a swords spirit or whatever....what If I used something else?
My Academic mind compelled me.
I stabbed it with the True Longinus.
And.....a new figure stared back at me.
Confusion written on his face mixed with surprise and astonishment.
"....what?" Yoruichi stared at us.
"Huh, that was easier than I thought it'd be. Missing accomplished I suppose." I blinked. "Yoruichi, meet God. God, meet Yoruichi."
".....what?" Yoruichi repeated again.
[***]
A/N
Wilhelm Secret Technique: Talking things out like adults.
But yeah, Captain Commander is pretty damn strong. I know there's going to be arguments, but for the sake of the story, know that he would be listed in the top 10 of DxD. I'll have a better sort of ranking in a few chapters because I know people were arguing over that kind of thing and where the bleach people rank.
Anyways, if you want to read 7 chapters ahead or support me, visit my p.a.t.r.e.o.n.c.o.m / astoryforone
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Chapter 389:
My original plan was to head back to Izzy and the others to relay what my next move was, but....then I saw the giant black hand in the sky and realized that something may have went wrong.
I of course quickly called Izzy to figure out the situation and she said she had it handled. Though Yoruichi seemed to be freaking out in the background for some reason.
Something about a Captain ambushing them and she gave him a time out in the shadows.
I suppose it didn't really matter. If Izzy said she had things under control, I trusted her. She also suggested I just finish up everything else before coming back as to not need to keep coming and going to check in every time.
So....here I was now, heading towards the supposed leader of Shinigami.
I admit I was just the slightest bit nervous. Based on the strengths of some of the other Captains I've met thus far, I could summarize that their leader would be something of a monster himself. I hoped this could be settled to both of our satisfaction because I didn't really enjoy handling the welfare of other people in my hands.
Honestly, I didn't even want to get involved again. I was pretty much done with what I had planned to do here, but I can admit I may have caused a little bit of a problem for the Strawberry brat due to my own flippant attitude, so I resolved myself to look out for them. I suppose it didn't hurt that they were just kids doing something stupid so the protective side of me didn't want to see anything happen to them.
[It's amazing, who could have thought this would have come back to bite you in the ass?]
In my defense, what was the likelihood that the idiots wanted to invade the afterlife?
[Yeah, what kind of idiot would do something like that?]
I had a good reason.
[They kinda do too.]
Fair. I know I'd do something just as reckless in their spot.
With a kick off the ground, I accelerated forward quickly, covering quite a bit of ground before coming to a stop.
[You're getting better at that technique.] Ddraig noted.
"Thanks, I think so too. It's really quite a wonderful movement technique. The more I get used to it, the more I'm just genuinely in awe of its ability." It's not like other people couldn't match this kind of speed, but the amount of effort to move like this, and the sheer versatility was just absurd.
[Mmm, it is impressive. The people here may not be as powerful as the ones back home, but they got their own good spots.]
"Yeah, I think I figured that out too." I looked around before ducking behind a corner and casting an illusion. "It seems like the people here took the path of extreme speed and precision over strength."
Well, maybe I just haven't had enough of a sample size to say that with certainty, but that was my current thought.
[Makes sense. Those Captains you met so far didn't really seem like the kind to start throwing fists and taking big hits. Seeing the peak of that Shunpo, it's like what you said, Godspeed at the top.]
That Gin, he got a little hurt just from taking one of my strikes. That's not to say I think I did any mortal or even lasting damage, but it's clear they aren't as physically durable as me. But on the flip side, they all seem to have mastered such a high degree of speed that I can admit I'm inferior to them. Even with my lightning movements, it falls short.
That being said, I was ready to get serious if he released his Bankai. My instinct were telling me that was something I most certainly couldn't take lightly.
And I don't actually think they're....Glass Cannons, just an observation when compared to powerhouses of my birth world.
[Even so, just because they can move in the same realm as Gods, that doesn't put them on the same level. Well, maybe a few of the lesser ones, but if you're talking well known ones, just being able to match them in speed won't be enough.]
Right, being well rounded was important. Unless you strive for one peak so vehemently that you can ignore everything else. But that's just not really a plausible situation.
My previous speed wasn't too far off from that 'realm'. My fight with Susanoo, the first time, he favored strength, which my body could attest to with how sore I was afterwards. But even still, he was able to perceive and react to my attacks which perhaps breached that barrier by themselves.
My Gungnir, for example, I was confident it could handle one of these Shinigami Captains moving at their top speeds. I don't think it lost out in that department, but even so, Susanoo was able to block and deflect it during the fight.
Well, I'm curious to see how my own Zanpakutō influences my abilities in the end, considering that my 'starting point' was beyond what most of these Shinigamis could reach in their lives....unlives?
[Speaking of Zanpakutō, should probably give you an update.]
"Something happened?" I admit it's a very interesting situation here, Ddraig being able to watch my Zanpakutō form around itself and develop my supposed 'inner world' as they Shinigami call it.
[It's been poking me every so often.]
"What do you mean, poking you? Like it's actually trying to reach out? Or just an accident because you're also inside my soul while it's trying to form?"
[The latter. Well, after the first time, I think it somewhat realized I was here and does it every now and then. Almost like an infant that just grabs at anything around it.]
"Hmm." I tapped my chin. "Oh well, not really anything we can do about it. Not that It's inherently a bad thing, this is all new territory for us, and probably the Shinigami." Doubted they've ever had this issue before...
[You don't care that it's probably getting some influence from me?]
"Why would I care? I have a Dragon Heart thanks to you. I have an entire Draconic attribute now because you've been inside my soul so long. You're my partner, what does it matter in the end?"
[If you don't care, then whatever. Just don't come crying to me when It likes me more than you.] Ddraig snorted. [By the way, I think we're here.]
I looked up at the building and read the sign overhead as well.
First Division.
Yeah, I think we are too.
[***]
This place was.....deserted
As in, literally no one was around as I walked through the corridors. I was starting to think that this Division wasn't quite like the others. At least in the case of Shunsui, he presumably made everyone scarce intentionally. That or his people were out scouring the place for....well, me.
Actually, this office may not even be attached to any barracks for the first division. I am going to meet the leader of Soul Society, it stands to reason that his office has some peace and quiet and not the hustle and bustle of military grunts coming and going at all hours.
My feet continued to carry me onwards as I found myself ascending a flight of stairs. It wasn't until I got to the top that I finally saw another person.
Slicked back grayish-silver hair, a black handlebar mustache, and lightly tanned skin. I think I noticed a white turtleneck peeking out from under his uniform. And the noticeable Lieutenant badge on his arm.
His eyes quickly looked up to see me and there wasn't a hint of surprise on his face. It was as if.....he was expecting me.
.....fair.
"I heard that Shunsui sent a message....?"
"Youngster." The Old Man grunted. "Introduce yourself before you speak."
"Ah, I was rude." I corrected myself. "Wilhelm Henry Schweinorg, at your service."
"Not Kurosaki Ichigo?" He snorted again, reaching for his cup of tea. He gently blew on it, letting the steam waft away. "Captain Kyōraku's unorthodox request has reached my ears. Due to his exemplary and unfailing loyalty, I am allowing you this opportunity." He stated. "You have until I finish my tea."
"Until you finish your tea to do what?" I blinked.
"To convince me that you should be allowed to leave this room alive."
[***]
Non-canon Omake, Bankai Training.
"Alright, this is the Tenshintai." Yoruichi declared, slamming what looked like a cardboard cutout resembling a humanoid figure.
"How is this supposed to help me learn Bankai or whatever?" Ichigo scowled.
"I'm also curious." I kind of agreed with him.
"Learning Shikai is about communicating with your Zanpakutō and harmonizing with it. To master Bankai, you need to externalize it and force your Zanpakutō into submission." She stated.
"Wait, you can just summon your Zanpakutō spirit out into the real world?" I looked at her incredulously.
"Well, it usually takes years of training to reach that stage, so we're going to cheat. Kisuke created this method, he altered the Tenshintai a little. With this method, you can master Banaki in three days."
"Awesome, let's do this." Ichigo nodded.
"Hold it, what's the catch." I flicked his forehead, something that was becoming a habit. He has a tendency to blatantly ignore anything else and focus only on his goal.
"If you can't achieve Bankai in three days, you lose the chance forever." Yoruichi said plainly.
"Alright, let's go." Ichigo barely gave it a second thought. "What do I have to do?"
Well, it's his decision to make.
"Stab it with your Zanpakutō."
He shrugged, pulling his big ass sword of his back and stabbing it. The cutout lit up in a burst of Reiryoku and split into two figures standing before us.
"Huh, you really do have two Zanpakutō spirits." I looked them over.
One was a man in a nice looking black coat with a white collared undershirt and messy black hair with some cool glasses. The other, it looked like a bleached version of Ichigo with yellow eyes and somewhat menacing aura.
"Right, did you both hear it?" Yoruichi didn't even bother questing it and just addressed the directly.
"Yeah, yeah." The bleached Ichigo waived her off. "We'll get the moron up to snuff, just get outta the way an let us do our stuff."
"We will begin immediately." The more refined and older spirit didn't argue.
"Use the area as you see fit." She shrugged.
The three of them walked off a little ways before a bunch of swords manifested around them and they began fighting.
"Huh, seems more pedantic than I imagined."
"Did you expect Ichigo to be complicated?" Yoruichi looked at me.
"Fair." I hummed. "Hey, got anymore of those things?"
"The Tenshintai? Why, you wanna give it a go too? You haven't even gotten Shikai yet, it's not gonna work for you."
"Nah, just wanna give it a look over."
"I have a bunch of them, this thing you gave me is handy." She waved her arm, showing off a storage bracelet I made her. "Here's ten, have fun cause this is gonna take awhile."
I picked the first one up, giving it a look around and I was a little curious. If this was supposed to bring out a swords spirit or whatever....what If I used something else?
My Academic mind compelled me.
I stabbed it with the True Longinus.
And.....a new figure stared back at me.
Confusion written on his face mixed with surprise and astonishment.
"....what?" Yoruichi stared at us.
"Huh, that was easier than I thought it'd be. Missing accomplished I suppose." I blinked. "Yoruichi, meet God. God, meet Yoruichi."
".....what?" Yoruichi repeated again.
[***]
A/N
Wilhelm Secret Technique: Talking things out like adults.
But yeah, Captain Commander is pretty damn strong. I know there's going to be arguments, but for the sake of the story, know that he would be listed in the top 10 of DxD. I'll have a better sort of ranking in a few chapters because I know people were arguing over that kind of thing and where the bleach people rank.
Anyways, if you want to read 7 chapters ahead or support me, visit my p.a.t.r.e.o.n.c.o.m / astoryforone
Chapter 389:My original plan was to head back to Izzy and the others to relay what my next move was, but....then I saw the giant black hand in the sky and realized that something may have went wrong. I of course quickly called Izzy to figure out the situation and she said she had it handled. Though Yoruichi seemed to be freaking out in the background for some reason. Something about a Captain ambushing them and she gave him a time out in the shadows. I suppose it didn't really matter. If Izzy said she had things under control, I trusted her. She also suggested I just finish up everything else before coming back as to not need to keep coming and going to check in every time. So....here I was now, heading towards the supposed leader of Shinigami. I admit I was just the slightest bit nervous. Based on the strengths of some of the other Captains I've met thus far, I could summarize that their leader would be something of a monster himself. I hoped this could be settled to both of our satisfaction because I didn't really enjoy handling the welfare of other people in my hands. Honestly, I didn't even want to get involved again. I was pretty much done with what I had planned to do here, but I can admit I may have caused a little bit of a problem for the Strawberry brat due to my own flippant attitude, so I resolved myself to look out for them. I suppose it didn't hurt that they were just kids doing something stupid so the protective side of me didn't want to see anything happen to them. It's amazing, who could have thought this would have come back to bite you in the ass? In my defense, what was the likelihood that the idiots wanted to invade the afterlife? Yeah, what kind of idiot would do something like that? I had a good reason. They kinda do too. Fair. I know I'd do something just as reckless in their spot. With a kick off the ground, I accelerated forward quickly, covering quite a bit of ground before coming to a stop. You're getting better at that technique. Ddraig noted. "Thanks, I think so too. It's really quite a wonderful movement technique. The more I get used to it, the more I'm just genuinely in awe of its ability." It's not like other people couldn't match this kind of speed, but the amount of effort to move like this, and the sheer versatility was just absurd. Mmm, it is impressive. The people here may not be as powerful as the ones back home, but they got their own good spots. "Yeah, I think I figured that out too." I looked around before ducking behind a corner and casting an illusion. "It seems like the people here took the path of extreme speed and precision over strength." Well, maybe I just haven't had enough of a sample size to say that with certainty, but that was my current thought. Makes sense. Those Captains you met so far didn't really seem like the kind to start throwing fists and taking big hits. Seeing the peak of that Shunpo, it's like what you said, Godspeed at the top. That Gin, he got a little hurt just from taking one of my strikes. That's not to say I think I did any mortal or even lasting damage, but it's clear they aren't as physically durable as me. But on the flip side, they all seem to have mastered such a high degree of speed that I can admit I'm inferior to them. Even with my lightning movements, it falls short. That being said, I was ready to get serious if he released his Bankai. My instinct were telling me that was something I most certainly couldn't take lightly. And I don't actually think they're....Glass Cannons, just an observation when compared to powerhouses of my birth world. Even so, just because they can move in the same realm as Gods, that doesn't put them on the same level. Well, maybe a few of the lesser ones, but if you're talking well known ones, just being able to match them in speed won't be enough. Right, being well rounded was important. Unless you strive for one peak so vehemently that you can ignore everything else. But that's just not really a plausible situation. My previous speed wasn't too far off from that 'realm'. My fight with Susanoo, the first time, he favored strength, which my body could attest to with how sore I was afterwards. But even still, he was able to perceive and react to my attacks which perhaps breached that barrier by themselves. My Gungnir, for example, I was confident it could handle one of these Shinigami Captains moving at their top speeds. I don't think it lost out in that department, but even so, Susanoo was able to block and deflect it during the fight. Well, I'm curious to see how my own Zanpakuto influences my abilities in the end, considering that my 'starting point' was beyond what most of these Shinigamis could reach in their lives....unlives? Speaking of Zanpakuto, should probably give you an update. "Something happened?" I admit it's a very interesting situation here, Ddraig being able to watch my Zanpakuto form around itself and develop my supposed 'inner world' as they Shinigami call it. It's been poking me every so often. "What do you mean, poking you? Like it's actually trying to reach out? Or just an accident because you're also inside my soul while it's trying to form?" The latter. Well, after the first time, I think it somewhat realized I was here and does it every now and then. Almost like an infant that just grabs at anything around it. "Hmm." I tapped my chin. "Oh well, not really anything we can do about it. Not that It's inherently a bad thing, this is all new territory for us, and probably the Shinigami." Doubted they've ever had this issue before... You don't care that it's probably getting some influence from me? "Why would I care? I have a Dragon Heart thanks to you. I have an entire Draconic attribute now because you've been inside my soul so long. You're my partner, what does it matter in the end?" If you don't care, then whatever. Just don't come crying to me when It likes me more than you. Ddraig snorted. By the way, I think we're here. I looked up at the building and read the sign overhead as well. First Division. Yeah, I think we are too. *** This place was.....deserted As in, literally no one was around as I walked through the corridors. I was starting to think that this Division wasn't quite like the others. At least in the case of Shunsui, he presumably made everyone scarce intentionally. That or his people were out scouring the place for....well, me. Actually, this office may not even be attached to any barracks for the first division. I am going to meet the leader of Soul Society, it stands to reason that his office has some peace and quiet and not the hustle and bustle of military grunts coming and going at all hours. My feet continued to carry me onwards as I found myself ascending a flight of stairs. It wasn't until I got to the top that I finally saw another person. Slicked back grayish-silver hair, a black handlebar mustache, and lightly tanned skin. I think I noticed a white turtleneck peeking out from under his uniform. And the noticeable Lieutenant badge on his arm. His eyes quickly looked up to see me and there wasn't a hint of surprise on his face. It was as if.....he was expecting me. .....fair. "I heard that Shunsui sent a message....?" "Youngster." The Old Man grunted. "Introduce yourself before you speak." "Ah, I was rude." I corrected myself. "Wilhelm Henry Schweinorg, at your service." "Not Kurosaki Ichigo?" He snorted again, reaching for his cup of tea. He gently blew on it, letting the steam waft away. "Captain Kyoraku's unorthodox request has reached my ears. Due to his exemplary and unfailing loyalty, I am allowing you this opportunity." He stated. "You have until I finish my tea." "Until you finish your tea to do what?" I blinked. "To convince me that you should be allowed to leave this room alive." *** Non-canon Omake, Bankai Training. "Alright, this is the Tenshintai." Yoruichi declared, slamming what looked like a cardboard cutout resembling a humanoid figure. "How is this supposed to help me learn Bankai or whatever?" Ichigo scowled. "I'm also curious." I kind of agreed with him. "Learning Shikai is about communicating with your Zanpakuto and harmonizing with it. To master Bankai, you need to externalize it and force your Zanpakuto into submission." She stated. "Wait, you can just summon your Zanpakuto spirit out into the real world?" I looked at her incredulously. "Well, it usually takes years of training to reach that stage, so we're going to cheat. Kisuke created this method, he altered the Tenshintai a little. With this method, you can master Banaki in three days." "Awesome, let's do this." Ichigo nodded. "Hold it, what's the catch." I flicked his forehead, something that was becoming a habit. He has a tendency to blatantly ignore anything else and focus only on his goal. "If you can't achieve Bankai in three days, you lose the chance forever." Yoruichi said plainly. "Alright, let's go." Ichigo barely gave it a second thought. "What do I have to do?" Well, it's his decision to make. "Stab it with your Zanpakuto." He shrugged, pulling his big ass sword of his back and stabbing it. The cutout lit up in a burst of Reiryoku and split into two figures standing before us. "Huh, you really do have two Zanpakuto spirits." I looked them over. One was a man in a nice looking black coat with a white collared undershirt and messy black hair with some cool glasses. The other, it looked like a bleached version of Ichigo with yellow eyes and somewhat menacing aura. "Right, did you both hear it?" Yoruichi didn't even bother questing it and just addressed the directly. "Yeah, yeah." The bleached Ichigo waived her off. "We'll get the moron up to snuff, just get outta the way an let us do our stuff." "We will begin immediately." The more refined and older spirit didn't argue. "Use the area as you see fit." She shrugged. The three of them walked off a little ways before a bunch of swords manifested around them and they began fighting. "Huh, seems more pedantic than I imagined." "Did you expect Ichigo to be complicated?" Yoruichi looked at me. "Fair." I hummed. "Hey, got anymore of those things?" "The Tenshintai? Why, you wanna give it a go too? You haven't even gotten Shikai yet, it's not gonna work for you." "Nah, just wanna give it a look over." "I have a bunch of them, this thing you gave me is handy." She waved her arm, showing off a storage bracelet I made her. "Here's ten, have fun cause this is gonna take awhile." I picked the first one up, giving it a look around and I was a little curious. If this was supposed to bring out a swords spirit or whatever....what If I used something else? My Academic mind compelled me. I stabbed it with the True Longinus. And.....a new figure stared back at me. Confusion written on his face mixed with surprise and astonishment. "....what?" Yoruichi stared at us. "Huh, that was easier than I thought it'd be. Missing accomplished I suppose." I blinked. "Yoruichi, meet God. God, meet Yoruichi." ".....what?" Yoruichi repeated again. *** A/N Wilhelm Secret Technique: Talking things out like adults. But yeah, Captain Commander is pretty damn strong. I know there's going to be arguments, but for the sake of the story, know that he would be listed in the top 10 of DxD. I'll have a better sort of ranking in a few chapters because I know people were arguing over that kind of thing and where the bleach people rank. Anyways, if you want to read 7 chapters ahead or support me, visit my p.a.t.r.e.o.n.c.o.m / astoryforone
