Y/n Shiba carries a hidden legacy that begins to stir within him. As his powers grow, so do the mysteries surrounding his past, leading him toward a fate he cannot yet understand.
Y/n Shiba stirred from unconsciousness, his body heavy and his mind clouded in a thick fog.
What really happened to me? That's the true question. I just felt a bit as if I was ill for some reason...but why?
Y/n opened his eyes to find himself in a room. The room he found himself in was dimly lit, with the only source of light coming from a small lantern on the wooden floor. The scent of incense filled the air, and the faint hum of spiritual pressure buzzed around him. As his senses gradually sharpened, a jolt of pain shot through his chest. Groaning, he pushed himself upright, wincing as the ache spread across his body.
Urahara: Easy there Shiba.
Y/n blinked as he looked to see Urahara walking towards him. He fanned himself lazily, though his eyes were sharp as they observed Kaede's struggle.
Y/n: Where..?
Y/n realised what happened. He remembered how he was fighting Renji but then he somehow lost control and passed out.
Urahara: You are in my shop, you took a beating from some of the soul reaper's finest didn't you?
Y/n remembers Ichigo and Uryu as he was about to get up but just gasps in pain as he was bandaged quite a lot
Urahara: I don't know what happened to you, but there was a lot of cuts and wounds on you
Y/n: What of Ichigo and Uryu? What happened to them?
Urahara fanned himself before looking at Y/n
Urahara: Ichigo is fine, Uryu wasn't too injured so he just went home....he also said one thing to me
Y/n: What was it?
Urahara looked at Y/n. His eyes covered by his hat
Urahara: He believed that you and Ichigo could be the ones to get Rukia back
Y/n's memories begun to flood back to him as he reminded himself about Rukia
Y/n: Is she okay...!
Urahara looks down
Urahara: She got taken back to the soul society for his execution
Y/n's heart sunk
I failed.
He couldn't even protect Rukia, let alone match the strength of Renji and even control himself. The weight of his powerlessness hit him like a ton of bricks, crushing his chest with frustration and anger.
Y/n: I wasn't strong enough. I wasn't strong enough to control my own emotions
Y/n looked down into his hands with sadness. That was the place where he was holding his bow and arrow
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Y/n: I couldn't stop them. I lost control.
Urahara tilted his head looking at Y/n with some curiosity