Bleach (Chapter 17: The Evil of Soul Society)

For the world in your heart, I am willing to stain my hands with blood and carve a bloody path. Death... disgusts me
.
The night is deep. On the vast grassland, a man and a woman sit. The girl gazes at the boundless Milky Way,
chatting happily with the man beside her—Dongxian. Dongxian listens intently to her gentle words. The night breeze blows, as
soothing as the girl's innocent dreams. Although Dongxian cannot see, he tries to lift his face to the starry sky, as if the starlight
can follow her voice, piercing through the eternal darkness and entering his heart.
"I love the night sky, because it reflects the vast world. Even in darkness, countless
stars still twinkle. But dark clouds try to cover them up, and I want to be the one to dispel those clouds. To protect every
star, I will dispel the clouds."
"I'm getting married, yes. He's a Shinigami."
"I also received my acceptance letter from the orthodox academy yesterday, yes. I want to become a Shinigami, dispel Hollows,
and create peace. I most hope you'll be the first to hear this news."
"Congratulations, but I can't help you."
"I know your feelings. Just be yourself, yes. I'll come back occasionally, and
I'll be happy just to hear you talk. It's a promise." "
It's a promise," she said with a smile. This parting, however, was without return. My friend. I understand your gentle voice
, your beautiful ideals. Even without knowing your name, without seeing your face, it's enough for me.
But this world, the Soul Society, has never tried to understand your thoughts, never respected your wishes. Even you, who
desire world peace more than anyone else, and who have a stronger sense of justice than anyone else, and who strived for it,
died in such a filthy way…
“Pfft! Pfft! Pfft! Pfft…”
One lewd man after another rode on her, their thick penises thrusting wildly into her cunt. Her
once goddess-like, exquisitely beautiful face was now covered with a thick layer of semen. Her beautiful eyes, submerged in
the white fluid, could not open, yet tears still streamed down her face, dripping down amidst the semen.
“Oh…oh…ah…you…oh…no…ah…ah…marriage…”
The woman moaned repeatedly amidst the thrusting of countless penises, yet she could not stop her heartbroken questioning. A
man with a slightly stubbled face, but who looked mature and handsome, became aroused. The man 's penis, which had just drooped
, stood erect again. He straddled her, grabbing her two white, erect breasts and playing with them
, while contemptuously telling her the cruel truth.
"Hahahaha, if I hadn't pretended to marry you, would you, you stupid woman, have obediently gone to the bridal chamber?
To tell you the truth, that marriage certificate was fake too. If it weren't for how beautiful you are, I wouldn't have bothered with this."
After playing with her breasts, the man thrust his penis into her semen-filled vagina, pumping rapidly. His large testicles slapped
against her still pink vulva, making a slapping sound. The virgin could only moan loudly, her
beautiful face radiating an irresistible aura of lust. The man thrust all the way in, his lower body convulsing, a gush of hot
semen breaking through all barriers and shooting into her uterus. The group of lewd men around him shouted their approval and impatiently
swarmed her again. Such a foolish, angelic woman was a rare sight indeed.
"Go for it, brothers! Fuck this bitch to death tonight. Whatever happens, I'll cover for you."
These lecherous men especially loved to fuck her mouth. The woman struggled with all her might, even trying to bite off their
huge penises, but how could an ordinary woman's strength bite off the Grim Reaper's penis? This kind of fiery woman, coupled with
the sensation of her teeth, only aroused their pleasure in humiliation. They would grab her chin and steadily shoot
all their semen onto her pretty face. Or they would deeply insert their penises all the way in, steadily shooting into her esophagus, making it
impossible for her to vomit. There were also those who fucked her anus, fucked her beautiful feet, played with her breasts, fucked her beautiful legs, teased her
pretty face, and even aimed at her ears from a distance.
Her struggles gradually stopped in this endless frenzy of intercourse, and her lewd moans gradually weakened from being passionate. Wave
after wave of pleasure and orgasms assaulted her sense of shame. They fucked her from dark to dawn, until her breathing stopped and
her body gradually grew cold. Inserting into a cold, lifeless mass of flesh offered no pleasure; most people had
lost interest in this thoroughly fucked, dead woman. Her belly was swollen high, not just her uterus, but her stomach
and intestines were also filled with slowly overflowing semen. White, cloudy fluid flowed from every orifice on her body,
only her tragically beautiful and resentful face testified to her beauty. Only a few weak men who had barely touched her masturbated a
few times and ejaculated on her body; some even carefully inserted their semen into her cold vagina before ejaculating. After all,
to them, this innocent beauty was extremely precious. Some had even secretly fallen in love with her during the time she was being fucked, and thus,
as if finding a treasure, they ejaculated into her cold body, hoping to be her last man
after death, even if they couldn't be her first man in life, they were content to imagine it as a final moment of tenderness.
Ironically, far away, Dongxian Yao was still waiting for her return. He waited and waited, hoping to see
her again, until he could wait no longer. He searched for her in the Seireitei, but to no avail. The Central
Spiritual Academy also had no record of her, until he overheard this sordid truth from someone else. He
was powerless. In the eyes of the Seireitei, she was nothing more than a lowly slave girl; how could they possibly punish a
noble Grim Reaper for her sake? He was merely a commoner, a slave himself; how could he possibly seek justice for her?
He hated, yet he was powerless to do anything. Was there something missing in her heart? Was it that simply possessing
justice was not enough to pray for peace in this world? Then he needed power, the power to bring peace. If there was no
justice, then he would become justice. Then, he would stake all his justice on making all evil in the world vanish.
At that moment, the weak man made this vow, picked up his sword, and slashed at this unjust world.
In an unnamed grove in Soul Society,
a burly man, shirtless, sat listlessly under the shade of a tree. A massive club, easily a foot and a half long,
stood proudly erect, but he made no move, merely gazing up at Sōkyō Hill, observing the spiritual pressure released during Ichigo and Byakuya's fierce battle
. Beside him, the little girl Yachiru, however, was far from idle, mischievously teasing his large club with a wicked grin.
Her tender, pink vulva gently swallowed and released the massive member beneath her, attempting to distract him. But her efforts were in
vain. Her bright, beautiful eyes looked at the still-serious man with dismay, and in a fit of pique, she sat down abruptly, letting
the penis plunge all the way in, then crossed her legs, hanging there sullenly.
Kenpachi noticed the dissatisfaction of the little beauty straddling him and muttered to himself, "The Ryuka from the Sōgyō region is strong
. I should have gone there." He then closed his eyes listlessly.
At Sōgyō Hill,
Byakuya Kuchiki, covered in blood, stared incredulously at Ichigo, who wore a bone mask. Ichigo seemed to
have calmed down, standing there panting, waiting for the mask to crumble and disappear. Neither of them had
the strength to continue fighting, but they still raised their swords and tried to approach each other. Suddenly, they heard
the news that forced them to stop. The words had barely left his lips when Byakuya, feeling a huge weight lifted from his heart, instantly lost consciousness and collapsed into a pool of blood
.
"Aizen..."
"Ichigo!"
"Brother!"
Clap clap clap clap clap. Aizen, who had already arrived at Sōgyōgaoka, suddenly appeared. Aizen and Gin stood side by side,
while Tōsen, covered in blood, was carrying Rukia behind them. The naked Rukia was being held by the collar by Tōsen, her eyes unfocused,
kneeling and trembling, but she didn't seem to be injured. Everyone looked at Ichigo with various strange gazes
, when suddenly Aizen inexplicably clapped a few times at him.
"Truly remarkable growth, Kurosaki Ichigo. Beautiful Hollowfication."
Hollowfication? How did he know? Ichigo took a step forward, the thought flashing through his mind before he forcefully
suppressed it, getting into a fighting stance for the next battle, but Aizen didn't make a move, instead
greeting Ichigo in a friendly manner.
"Long time no see, young traveler. I still have so much to say to you."
Ichigo, without a second thought, used Shunpo to close the distance, his Zangetsu slashing towards Aizen.
Aizen, watching the blade hurtling through the air, sighed inwardly, and could only extend a finger
to block Ichigo's blade. The blade, carrying immense power, stopped abruptly in mid-air with a clang.
"What?"
Ichigo gripped Zangetsu tightly, incredulous. After only a slight hesitation, he acted decisively,
gathering black spiritual pressure on the blade, about to unleash a desperate Getsuga Tenshou. Aizen flipped his hand, drew his sword, and casually slashed
Ichigo's waist. Warm blood gushed from Ichigo's abdomen instantly. Ichigo curled up on the ground in pain, his consciousness
blurring, and his spiritual pressure vanished instantly.
Aizen looked at Ichigo, a hint of helplessness in his expression. "You're quite a headache,
aren't you? You used a bit too much force, almost cutting you in two. It's hard to control the force of stepping on someone without crushing an ant
."
"Ichigo…" Rukia stared at Ichigo in despair, the powerful spiritual pressure causing her to tremble,
unable to utter a single word. Aizen didn't take any further action against the two injured people. He turned and walked towards Rukia, lifting her up
.
"Get up, Kuchiki Rukia, the ritual is ready."
Lying in a pool of blood, Ichigo struggled, but could only lie on the ground, his right hand still tightly gripping
the blade, wanting to get up and continue fighting.
Aizen looked at the stubborn boy before him, somewhat admiring his perseverance, and wanted to give him some pointers: "You
have done your job well, so your mission is over."
Ichigo was already suffering greatly from the excruciating pain, and Aizen's words were intentionally meant to provoke him. Of course,
another wave of unbearable pain shot through his abdomen, and he had no choice but to voice his question: "You said... the mission..."
"Yes. I knew you would infiltrate from the west of Rukongai, so I often had spies in that area. Whenever
there was any news, Gin would rush over to prepare countermeasures. The Seireitei was lowered, and a
captain-level figure was stationed inside the gate to await action. In that case, the only remaining method of infiltration was Shiba Kukaku's Flower Crane Cannon.
It was a truly massive infiltration method, not to mention that the infiltrators' strength was enough to slip through the hands of a captain. Even if
they didn't want to, the Shinigami within the Seireitei would focus their attention on this. In fact, your performance in infiltrating the Seireitei was truly
spectacular. Thanks to you, even the death of a captain didn't seem like a major disturbance."
"...Wait...how did you know we'd come in from West Rukongai...?"
"That's a strange question. Of course, West Rukongai is Urahara Kisuke's base.
The only place his Transcendental Gate can penetrate is West Rukongai."
"Huh?" Completely unaware, Ichigo realized he knew nothing. Aizen,
seeing Ichigo's ignorance, patiently continued explaining.
"Judging from your expression, it seems Urahara Kisuke sent you here without telling you anything. It seems
you weren't ordered by Urahara Kisuke to come and capture Kuchiki Rukia."
"Wh...what's going on?" Ichigo was even more confused. Did rescuing Rukia require some other hidden
reason?
"Oh? Looks like you haven't heard anything. But
never mind, since we've come this far, I'll tell you. Do you know that Shinigami have four basic fighting styles? Slashing techniques, hand-to-hand combat, footwork, and Kido. But
every fighting style has its limits. No matter how much you strengthen your abilities, you'll encounter
the barrier of the world's strength, and your growth will stop. In other words, that's the limit for Shinigami. So, isn't there
a way to break through this limit and strengthen all your abilities beyond the critical point? Yes, there is. It's about changing
the course of this world, which is the Hollowfication of Shinigami. The Hollowfication of Shinigami..." The idea is that Hollows can become Shinigami. By
eliminating the boundary between these two contradictory existences, their existence can ascend to a higher level. This theory has existed for a long time,
so I tried to make many Hollows Shinigami. For example, Hollows that can eliminate their own spiritual pressure,
Hollows that can make Zanpakuto disappear upon touch, and Hollows with the ability to merge with Shinigami. But none of them went as
smoothly as I imagined. Neither I nor anyone else found a feasible method. But Kisuke Urahara created it
. That is a substance that can instantly destroy the boundary between Hollows and Shinigami, transcending the common sense of Soul Society. It is the Honkai.
"The Hogyoku. This is an extremely dangerous substance, and he must have felt the same way, so he tried to destroy it. He
couldn't find a way to destroy the Hogyoku he had created. Desperate, he resorted to a method:
adding a protective barrier to the Hogyoku, concealing it deep within other souls."
"Now you understand, right? The soul he chose as his hiding place back then... was you, Kuchiki Rukia
."
"What…" Ichigo, lying on the ground, Rukia, held up by Aizen, and Byakuya, lying motionless on the ground , all clearly heard this shocking truth. Aizen 　　continued patiently explaining to them
in his magnetic voice. 　　"By the time I discovered this, you had already disappeared in the human world. My intuition tells me that this was Urahara Kisuke's 　　doing. He previously developed a spirit body without spirit particles, and then used these spirit particles to create elusive 　　artificial bodies. Later, he was banished by Soul Society and hid in an artificial body, his whereabouts unknown. This artificial body can continuously decompose 　　the spiritual power of Shinigami. Shinigami who enter this artificial body will never recover their spiritual power, their connection with the artificial body will become sluggish, 　　and then their soul will completely lose its spiritual power, turning from a Shinigami's soul into an ordinary human's soul." 　　Aizen looked down at Rukia, his eyes filled with indescribable sympathy and compassion: "Do you understand? He wasn't trying to help 　　you. He just wanted you to become human so that he could completely hide the Hogyoku." 　　Everyone found it hard to accept this shocking fact. Shouldn't Urahara Kisuke be an ally? 　　Aizen understood their feelings and continued, "Fortunately, you were discovered in the human world several months later. I immediately 　　issued..." 　　"Aizen!!!" 　　A massive figure descended from the sky with boundless power, a huge blade over ten feet long 　　slashing down at Aizen's head—it was Komamura Sajin. Aizen glanced at the blade above his head, frowned slightly in annoyance, and slowly raised 　　his right hand to grab the descending blade. The two forces collided, instantly causing earth and rocks to fly, and a large crater appeared beneath Aizen's feet 　　. Looking at the blade in his hand, Aizen found it somewhat comical and couldn't help but chuckle. 　　Kashiwamura stared at Aizen, his voice low and menacing, like a wolf's growl: "Aizen... how can you 　　laugh after doing all this? You betrayed, deceived, and used us all. I will never forgive you 　　... and you too! Tosen! Say what you have to say!" 　　Tosen stood there, knowing that Kashiwamura wouldn't listen to anything he said now. As his closest friend, 　　he knew Kashiwamura could never understand him. He chose silence, without a single reaction. 　　"Nothing? You won't say anything?" 　　Kashiwamura was heartbroken. He couldn't understand why his close friend, who understood the ways of the world, would make such a choice. Tosen had clearly 　　guided many people whose hearts were shrouded in darkness to the light. He couldn't understand why Tosen had chosen this path. 　　"What a pity... Tosen. Bankai! Black Rope Heavenly Punishment Myōō." 　　Aizen stepped back with a Shunpo, disappearing from the crater, and a beam of black light burst forth from beneath Kashiwamura's feet. Kashiwamura inwardly 　　cried out in alarm, turning around to see another Aizen behind him. Aizen pointed at Kashiwamura in the air, chanting 　　incantations. 　　"Hado #90, Black Coffin." 　　Black energy instantly condensed, forming an ancient, coffin-like structure, intent on taking all those within back to 　　the underworld. Suddenly, a hissing sound erupted from the black energy, followed by Kashiwamura's agonizing scream. Everyone was horrified. 　　The black light flashed and dissipated, revealing Kashiwamura, covered in blood, his eyes glazed, unconscious, collapsed to the ground. 　　Gin, who had been silently smiling, suddenly spoke up: "To be able to forgo chanting even for Hado #90, that's terrifying 　　. When did Captain Aizen become so powerful?" 　　Aizen, still speaking the truth, replied: "No, it failed. It didn't even have a third of its original destructive power. As expected, 　　Hado #90 and above are much harder to activate." 　　Aizen walked to Rukia and picked her up. 　　"Next... Oh, right, we were only halfway through what we were saying before. Rukia Kuchiki, 　　after you were discovered in the human world, I immediately issued an order to arrest you. What you heard from Isane is probably that Aizen Sosuke 　　faked his death, went into hiding, and then killed the Chamber of Forty-Six. But that's wrong. I believed the Chamber of Forty-Six 　　would definitely cause trouble, so as soon as the Absolute Territory matured, I immediately wiped them out. After that, I used the Absolute Territory 　　to create forty-six clones, impersonating the Chamber of Forty-Six for over a hundred years, keeping 　　the appearance of the Chamber of Forty-Six still alive and holding meetings. Then I obtained a lot of crucial information from them and studied it. Since then, I have been manipulating 　　everything and issuing all the orders. To ensure your capture, I will send someone to capture you..." Instead, it was 　　those two from the Sixth Division. To prevent you from being turned into a human by Kisuke Urahara, I ordered the Gikai to be 　　destroyed in time. To cause infighting in Soul Society and divide their power, I ordered you to be executed using the Sogeki. Because even if 　　your operation failed, Jushiro Ukitake and Shunsui Kyoraku would save Rukia in their own way for the sake of morality 　　. Afterwards, I removed the disguise of the underground council hall, leaving behind a corpse with clues, just to provoke Toshiro 　　Hitsugaya and remind Retsu Unohana to check it out. Since the execution was bound to fail, then the extraction of the Hogyoku 　　must also be done in another way…” 　　Aizen took out a metal capsule, gently pressed a button, and a large number of green tentacles surged from the void, wrapping 　　around Aizen's body and instantly merging with him. The tentacles wrapped around Rukia, grabbing her limbs, and a smooth, sea-blue 　　tentacle inserted into her vagina. 　　“Mmm… mmm… so comfortable, so beautiful.” 　　Without any lewdness, Rukia simply closed her eyes gently, quietly submitting to this natural desire. 　　Submissively, she slightly twitched her lower body, guiding it into the deepest, most secret place she had never shown to anyone. 　　Aizen simply watched all this quietly, continuing the conversation to dispel their doubts: " 　　There are only two ways to directly remove an implanted foreign object from a soul: one is like Sogyoku, using his extremely high-temperature destructive 　　power to evaporate the soul and then remove it. The other is to let the soul willingly guide another foreign object into the soul, and then directly remove it." 　　Rukia let out waves of pleasurable moans, as the blue tentacles continued to explore the deepest part of her body. 　　Rukia let out a soft cry, and streams of vaginal fluid shot out from her body as she gradually awoke. The blue tentacles also quickly withdrew, taking out...

A tiny crystal. Aizen picked up the Hogyoku, a hint of surprise in his voice.
"As expected of firsthand information obtained by the 46 Chambers. But I really didn't expect the Hogyoku to be such a small
thing."
"However..." Aizen grabbed Rukia again. "Kill her, Gin."
"I really have no choice." Gin hesitated for a moment before drawing his sword, aiming it at Rukia. "Shoot him, Shinso!"
The sharp blade extended like a streak of light, piercing towards Rukia. Kuchiki Byakuya also rushed towards Aizen, snatching
Rukia away and using his body to block the blade.
"Big brother!"
"You really aren't being honest, Kuchiki Byakuya."
Aizen was just about to savor the long-lost brotherly affection when a group of Shinigami arrived one by one, instantly subduing Aizen and his two
companions. At least, it looked like subduing at the time. The three of them didn't resist at all, simply waiting for the Shinigami to gather at Sōgyōgaoka
. Aizen was also happy to be held by the two beauties, Soi Fon and Yoruichi.
"Surrender, Aizen. You have nowhere to run."
"It's over, Aizen."
Gin was still immersed in the pleasure of being held by Rangiku. The two, who had never had physical contact before, were now not only being held by
the wrist by her, but also pressed together, her two huge breasts pressed tightly against his back. How he wished this moment could last
forever. However, time waits for no one.
Three streams of light fell from the sky in an instant, enveloping Aizen and the other two. The others hurriedly dodged a distance, fearing that they would
be affected. It turned out that this was the Anti-Membrane. Countless Gillian tore through the sky, slowly lifting them up and slowly flying them towards the Hollow Cavity
to send them into Hueco Mundo.
Gin didn't even look at Rangiku. Whether it was heartlessness or deep affection, he just muttered to himself,
"It's a little... a pity. It would have been better if you could have held me a little longer. Goodbye, Rangiku, I'm sorry."
In the end, he still couldn't say those three words.
Ukitake Jushiro suddenly questioned Aizen: "So you've actually gone so far as to join forces with the Hollows? What is it all for
?"
"To pursue a higher world."
"Have you fallen, Aizen?"
"You're too arrogant, Ukitake. We are currently at the furthest point from the heavens. You are,
I am, even the gods are. But from today onward, the higher realm that no one can reach is no longer unattainable,
and I will become the first person to surpass this world."
"Farewell, fellow Shinigami. And you, Kurosaki Ichigo, we will meet again. You will become a
very interesting being."
With that, the three standing in the Hollow's palm vanished.

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