Kazui's POV:
"Yo, Kazui"
I sat up abruptly as I heard the voice. I looked around and found that I was surrounded by white once again. That's strange, wasn't I in...?
It took me a while before I slowly looked up and saw a white figure with black eyes and blue pupils smiling at me.
"Its you again, whatever your name is"
"Yup, and you're really pathetic, you know that?", he finally hopped down and stood in front of me, a large white sword held behind his back.
"What gives you the right to say that?", I sighed and stood up as well, facing him eye-to-eye, "Just take me back to where I was, I'll take over from there"
His sword then pointed at my chest, "Nope, you'll just fall down again and make a fool of yourself again in front of Zaraki. So no, you won't be going anywhere"
Before he could strike me down, I rolled out of the way to evade his attack. I was about to take out my own blade but couldn't feel anything from my white robes. Wait. When did I have white robes in the first place?
"As long as you're in this realm, you'll abide by its rules, and you can't get out unless I say so"
"You mean unless we say so, huh? #########?", a deep voice stated behind me.
I wonder why I couldn't hear what he said. Each time that white figure's name is said, the words sound jumbled and unintelligible. What was this guy's name anyway?
I turned around to see a dark smoking figure with long black hair.
"Mugetsu. Why'd you two bring me here?"
"First of all, I'm sorry for your loss. You have worked hard to attain all of these skills that have come naturally to you, but it is not enough to succeed. You aren't strong enough"
Those words hurt like an arrow piercing through my heart. If it were from a mentor or from a friend, it wouldn't be that bad. But coming from your own Zanpakuto, your own source of power. Man, that hurts like hell.
"Then what...then what can I do to become stronger?", I whispered quietly but both figures just stayed silent, "Tell me...WHAT CAN I DO?"
"You'll never attain full strength but will only reach up until a point where all progression stops. If you want to return, then you must gain your sword back", Mugetsu picked up a tall black blade from the white surface of this dimension and pointed it at me.
I tried to grab it from him, but he pulled it away quickly.
"What's up with that, huh? Thought you wanted me to gain it back"
White tapped his foot on the floor and fiddled with the black bandages on his blade, "What the big man means, is that he wants you to prove that you are worthy to wield his blade. In a fight of course"
"Thanks for the tip, but how am I supposed to do that without a swo-", before I could say what my problem was, Blue Eyes threw his white blade at me. In midair, it transformed into a normal Zanpakuto which wasn't in my Shikai form.
Mugetsu then clashed swords with me and pushed me backwards, using the force of his strength against my own.
He was strong. And based on my recent fight with Kenpachi and Kensei, the force of his blade was better than both of theirs combined. I was being pushed back, thrown, and beaten up everywhere in the white realm. There were only a few moves that I could keep up with, but none of them being that effective as his strikes. After a while, I finally used my hybrid dash to gain some distance before rushing back and landing a couple of hits again.
But it was the same way when I had been taken down before. Mugetsu's hand was at the back of my head before slamming my face onto the ground.
"Predictable. You always rely on your speed and agility before your own strength. You always use Getsuga Tenshou, which is only to gain distance or for a finishing blow. Are you afraid or are you that weak?"
"What did you say? Because I'm not sure if I heard that right", I say, gritting my teeth as he pushed my head down further into the pale ground.
"Unless you don't understand your own combat strategies, then you are a fool. It is both predictable and weak", Mugetsu says coldly and finally kicked me up and hit me with the flat of his sword.
I flew over the ground and landed on my back. Struggling with my body, it took a long time before I crawled up and grabbed my sword. I swayed back and forth, having trouble to even try and stay up straight.
I didn't even see Mugetsu rushing towards me before I finally was hit. The blade sliced across my face, but no blood spilled out. Pain unimaginable pierced through my very soul and being and I screamed out loud. Collapsing to my knees, I continued to feel this pain. My lungs were burning, and black flames escaped from my mouth.
Mugetsu stared down at me, with not a look of disappointment, but of understanding.
"Why do you fight, Kazui?"
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Bleach: New Generation
FanfictionKazui Kurosaki, a 17 year old in Karakura High, is not as normal as a regular high school student. Like his father Ichigo, he is a Substitute Soul Reaper who possesses incredible power. Read the story about the new Substitute Soul Reaper trying to e...