The monster inside

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proud town of independent people full of desires and dreams which they wish to fulfill. A proud town full of strong people with great reiatsu that attracts Hollow's of different class along with shinigami. A proud town of five teenagers that stand up with the power to protect what they love. A town of banished shinigami; who were charged with crimes that they did not commit. A proud town which held a war that held the fate of the world.

Laid in flames

The once proud and vase town lay in ruins; bodies that were being burn or just lying there were scattered across the streets. Pools of blood now lay in chips around where the major of the bodies were gathered. Building's that could no longer stand; tumble to the ground and created more food for the flames. The once proud town that had children running around playing and having fun with smiles on their faces was no longer there. The only remains were a torn and hellish city which should have not had any part in a war of the spiritual worlds.

Sitting on the edge of the only remaining building that was standing; Kurosaki Ichigo looked over the once populated town which he swore to protect. He was no longer in his human body; do to it being destroyed in the war/massacre along with everyone else he cared about. He was dress in his Bankai shihakusho, only it was longer and flared out more than it once was and his right sleeve was tore off. Tensa Zangetsu was now held in his right hand, connected by a long black looped chain.

His spiky orange hair was longer, stopping just at the middle of his buttocks and flaring out; his long bangs fell over his eyes to give him an even darker look. His head was resting on his left knee, while his eyes kept roaming over the town where he once lived in. White socks along with sandals which seem to be unaffected by the intense heat from all around him. Each hellish memory of everyone dying before his eyes just kept plaguing through his mind, not giving him a change to rest at all, leaving him to suffer horrored memories do to his failure to protect his family, comrades, and friends.

Dad

Yuzu

Karin

Orihime

Chad

Uryu

Rukia

Renji

Hat-n-Clog

Yoruichi

Everyone

Every single one of them was gone from his presence, not even giving him the chance to even feel them on his skin. They were all wipe away in one fell swoop from thousands and thousands of Hollow's and Quincy's that were unleashed upon Karakura by two men's fear of his power. His friends and comrades no! Brave and powerful warriors, who despise being wounded severely, stood up and fought for a town that each of them swore to protect just like him. Each one of them fighting until they were no longer able to stand up right, some stabbing their zanpakuto into the ground, while others use techniques to sacrifice themselves and as many Hollow's and Quincy's as they can. He had tried so hard to protect each of them, but they were too many enemies to even take a chance to even help them. He watched each and every last one of them fall until he was the last one standing in the burning town.

Weeks as passed since that day and Ichigo still haven't moved from his spot; memories of him failing just wouldn't let him move. Rain poured from the heavens, seemly crying for him because he no longer had the tears to cry. Even with the rain that has been falling for weeks, the flames were still there burning everything within the barrier that Kisuke had made. The hellish flames burn brightly, lightly up the whole dark sky for miles on end. But even while all this happen, the town that he was born and raised in, Ichigo still refuse to move.