" ": You talking
' ': You thinking
* *: Narrator/Voice-off
Your POV:
Yhwach: 'So... That blade is from a transformation of his writing brush... It's so thick... And massive... But I don't sense any reiatsu from it or anything...'
Yhwach: 'What was that... ? For an instant, just now...'
Ichibe: You seem perplexed... Could it be a brush or a blade ? Having a hard time distinguishing the two ?
Yhwach: What the hell is that blade ?! Even though it's splattering ink everywhere, I can't slice through it at all ! Is that the very same blade... You've had up until now... The one that sliced my "name" in half ? Regardless now, I already know...That both my "Name" and my power that you've cut in half, I can return them back to how they were, with my very own strength ! You cannot defeat me with that blade of yours... Because now, with this here, my- ... ... ... ?!
Ichibe: Hrm ? Your what ? Go on... I believe you were about to... Enlighten me as to what that sword's name is... You wouldn't know. Or, perhaps you so... the fact that blade, actually has no name.
Yhwach: ... ...
Ichibe: Anything that has been blotted out by Ichimonji... Loses its name. And that without a name has no power. With a nameless blade... And a nameless cross... The prospects of you killing me seem rather dim...
Yhwach: In that case, I shall steal your power too !! Not with a nameless power, but with my body's very own power !! SANKT ALTAR !! (Holy altar)
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Unaltered Past (Bleach x male reader)
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