Prologue

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"Our people, here and in the Soul Society, have failed to learn the name of their zanpakutos," the knight spoke as he walked in the throne room.

"What news have you brought about Makoto? The Queen asked impatiently.

"Makoto will be entering the World of the Living soon, Your Majesty," the knight kneeled down, bowing before his Queen.

"Has she regained her memories yet?" The Queen asked her kneeling servant.

"She has shown no sign of doing so, Your Highness."

"How about learning the name of her zanpakuto?" The Queen reached to her own, which was hidden as a scepter.

The knight shook his head. "No again, My Queen. But she is quite powerful enough without its name."

"I see," The Queen spoke softly. Then, to her servant, she said, "Continue watching Makoto. Alert me immediately if there is any changes in her demeanor. You may leave now."

The knight stood up, bowed stiffly, and left the room. The Queen turned her head to stare at the windowless wall.

"We are neither human," she murmured to herself, "nor Soul Reaper, nor Hollow. Yet, Makoto is convinced that she is a Soul Reaper. What have they done to her? And why haven't they done it to my remaining slaves that I have hidden in the Soul Society? Why must they choose Makoto, my daughter? She is a changeling, not a Soul Reaper."

The Queen of the Changelings looked forward at the double doors of the throne room. "Do not worry, my precious daughter. I will have you by my side once again."

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