Bleach: Stir Up the Situation

Yes, since his own death power and pure white, that is, the power of the Hollow, together form his Zanpakutō, then the only one who can appear as a disguise is Uncle Zangetsu, the only Quincy in his bloodline. Stronger.

But when the hateful face of Yhwach gradually overlapped with the person he was most familiar with and who had fought side by side for a long time, Ichigo was still reluctant to accept it.

But no matter how reluctant he is to admit it, the Zangetsu he is familiar with and has always trusted is his Quincy power, the same Yhwach from thousands of years ago!

It rained again in the silent and empty city. Zangetsu once told Ichigo that he hated rain, because every time it rained, it proved that Ichigo was hesitant and sad, so no matter what, he didn't want to It rains here.

But this time, Ichigo and he were in the rain together. The rain brought sadness to Ichigo's face, "What's going on, Zangetsu?"

"As you heard, I am not Zangetsu."

With the understatement of 'Zangetsu', the whole world began to collapse, and the buildings collapsed and fell into the water.

Ichigo and Zangetsu both fell into the water. Even if he heard it with his own ears, he still didn't want to believe it, "Are you really Yhwach? Are you really not Zangetsu!"

"I am the source of the Quincy power within you. I am Yhwach and not Yhwach."

Zangetsu's plain attitude was unacceptable to Ichigo, and he shouted: "I don't understand, are you an enemy or a comrade? Are everything you have said so far all lies! What is going on!!"

"I am neither an enemy nor your companion. However, the words and thoughts I have said to you are not false, except for the name I have said to you."

Zangetsu's reaction was still so calm, but not lacking in sincerity, "Ichigo, you should already know everything you have experienced so far. When I taught you to use the Zanpakuto, when you used the power of the Hollow, , When you were still unable to exert the power of the Zanpakuto, when your life was in crisis, it was not me, but Hollow who saved you."

Yes, whether he first received training at Urahara Shoten or later practiced swastika and practiced emptiness, he relied on his identity and power as a god of death, but now everything is clear. Those are the powers of his god of death, but It has nothing to do with the man in front of me.

The most familiar man in front of me is still saying, "I don't want you to become the God of Death, so I contain your original power that has not yet been fully stimulated, and I occupy the center of your power."

"Why?" Ichigo asked confused.

"Why? Do you have any doubts about me, who wants you to avoid danger and avoid fighting?"

Although his tone was cold, the Quincy's power came from his mother, and it seemed to represent his mother's gentle wishes.

"If you become the God of Death, you will be involved in the battle whether you like it or not. You will be injured and in pain. Then one day, I will have to kill you with my own hands."

Zangetsu said, and a lightsaber turned sword condensed in his hand, "So, I can never let you become a god of death. Once you become a god of death, you will definitely end up being killed by me. This is what I think."

Ichigo clenched his fists. He wanted to punch the man in front of him, but he couldn't.

Similarly, although Zangetsu held the sword in his hand, he only stood opposite Ichigo, "But you still embarked on the path of death. By chance, after various trainings, your strength was also improved. Along with the trauma and pain, You are on this path of your own free will.”

"Every time I see these, my heart will cry out and I will be shaken." Zangetsu said, with a hint of sadness and satisfaction in his tone, "Not long after, I originally wanted to keep you away from the path of death. The will gradually tends to help you."

"That's why I can be like this now..."

Suddenly, Zangetsu, or the figure that belonged to Yuhabach thousands of years ago, began to shatter like a weathered mural. "Because of this, I can leave with peace of mind like now and feel a little joy."

"Ichigo, you have become stronger.

, I can always be by your side to protect you when you are growing up. There is nothing happier than this. I am very satisfied. "

"Wait a minute, Uncle Zangetsu, I haven't..." Looking at Zangetsu gradually dissipating, Ichigo finally couldn't help but rush forward.

He wanted to stop the other party's dissipating figure, but the other party was like foam in the water, turning into nothingness at the first touch.

Yes, he has not expressed his gratitude to Uncle Zangyue, let alone said goodbye to him properly...

But Zangetsu's figure just disappeared in the water, or in other words, disappeared in Ichigo's heart, and only his voice still echoed.

"Ichigo, the power you have used so far is just a fragment of the power that I could not completely suppress you. You can now fight with all your strength. Take it, that is your real sword. Soul Sword."

"Zangetsu!"

Accompanied by violent light and deafening explosions, this empty, lonely and rainy world was finally destroyed, or in other words, it ushered in a new life!

Ichigo was wandering in this world that was on the verge of being broken or was being reborn. What he recalled was himself and Zangetsu, not the past of the Quincy's power.

Yes, there is no falsehood. There is not a single word in the words he uttered or what he said.

You used the Quincy's shadow to save me, you used the Quincy's blood to stop my bleeding, and you lent the Quincy's power to let me, who was fragile, win.

Zangetsu, no matter who you are or what you represent, I don’t mind. Although you deny it, you and he must both be Zangetsu, right? It’s okay to think like this, Zangetsu?

His Majesty Phoenix, in the forging platform, amidst the dazzling flames, the outline of the sword is still clear.

Suddenly, Ichigo rushed forward, stretched his hands directly into the flames, and grasped the red handle of the knife.

"Hey, what are you doing!" The girl who was assisting in forging the sword was about to step forward to stop this suicidal behavior, but was stopped by Wang Yue, "It's okay, right, Ichigo-chan?"

Wang Yue put away the hammer, "I was thinking that if I just inject little Ichigo's soul here, it would be done. You seem to have felt this too."

Sweat flowed down his cheeks, and Wang Yue's eyes showed a little exhaustion, but more of it was anticipation, "Come on, pull it out, little Ichigo, pull out your Zanpakutō!"

Ichigo did not hesitate, even the blazing flames could not stop his hands. Although it was just an outline through the flames, he seemed to have seen Zangetsu in his eyes, and that was how it should look in his heart!

. : Transcoding has been serious recently, which makes us more motivated and updates faster. Please use your little hands to exit the reading mode. Thanks