Chapter 12: Changes
<span style="font-weight:400">The open court of Las Noches was under the roof as its ruler had imed all thend under Hueco Mundo’s sky as his domain. To earn his title, he had bested every Vasto Lorde of his era. Those who sought to defeat him died, and those who feared him became his war assets, namely the Espada.
<span style="font-weight:400">He currently sat upon his throne with a regal air, draped in an ethereal, navy-blue robe. A crown of gold adorned his skull head. He was a Hollow very reminiscent of a lich, the pinnacle of undead as known by many.
<span style="font-weight:400">His throne was upon a pedestal, and his followers-subjects kneeled on either side of the red carpet. Everyone in his court belonged to the Adjuchas tier or above. The Hollowdy serving him drinks from behind was a Vasto Lorde. A powerful Vasto Lorde who chose to submit her entire being to him once he beat her.
<span style="font-weight:400">King Baraggan, the Godking of Hueco Mundo, the Ruler of Las Noches.
<span style="font-weight:400">He was no mere Hollow. Achieving the realm of Vasto Lorde and then breaking his mask, he had be one the most fearsome being within Hueco Mundo. Bearing the Aspect of Death ‘Senescence’, he could decay and age any life around him at will.
<span style="font-weight:400">Hecked nothing in Hueco Mundo.
<span style="font-weight:400">He had everything.
<span style="font-weight:400">Nothing in Hueco Mundo interested him anymore.
<span style="font-weight:400">The monotony of such a life left him bored enough that he pondered over dividing his army into two factions and starting a war between them.
<span style="font-weight:400">It was at that moment a muscr Adjuchas ran up the red carpet. “My Lord, two wandering Vasto Lorde are killing ourrades.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Two Vasto Lorde?” whispered Baraggan before holding out a hand. “Summon them to the court. Wait, send Espada to fetch them.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Baraggab Louisenbairn considered every Vasto Lorde beneath him except for the Primordial Hollow. But two Vasto Lorde would prove to be a headache for his subordinates. Thus, he sent troops from the strongest army under him.
<span style="font-weight:400">The Espada.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Yes, My Lord. It shall be done.”
<span style="font-weight:400">***
<span style="font-weight:400">Keeping track of time was impossible in Hueco Mundo. Kazuya felt like it had been a month since he became a Hollow. In that unknown period of time, quite a few changes happened. Most noticeable one was in the Hollows of his party, mainly Api, M Rose, and Sung-Sun. Their Reiryoku level steadily grew. Api’s growth was the most impressive of them all. Her Reiatsu had be thicker and denser, reaching the levels of the first Adjuchas Kazuya killed. All thanks to his generosity to provide her with a steady stream of Gillians and asionally Adjuchas.
<span style="font-weight:400">His innate ability ‘Crumbling Heart’ could also be held responsible for their growth.
<span style="font-weight:400">The second change was in Kazuya himself. Day by day, his mind and muscles became more attuned to battles. Harribel also gave immense help with honing his natural abilities. With every battle fought, he became an increasingly tougher opponent for Harribel. She also grew stronger after sparring with someone who could go toe-to-toe with her.
<span style="font-weight:400">She could go all out against him, letting her experiment with new techniques and styles. It was a win-win situation for both of them.
<span style="font-weight:400">Last one was ack of response from Baraggan after he killed three Adjuchas in Baraggan’s service. He was even ready for a visit from Baraggan himself, yet nothing of sorts happened. It made him question if Aizen already transformed Baraggan into an Arrancar with the Hōgyoku.
<span style="font-weight:400">In a conundrum, he sought counsel from the wisest of hispanions, Sung-Sun. He asked solemnly while she studied him with her beady eyes. Then suddenly, she threw her head back and released a cheeryugh. The earrings dangling from her ears swayed in rhythm with her joyous outburst.
<span style="font-weight:400">“You’re na?ve to think King Barragan can wipe every one of his subordinates’ asses.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I overestimated him, huh?”
<span style="font-weight:400">He overrated the structure within the current Las Noches. Baraggan never left his court, and his most loyal subordinates rarely left his side. Naturally, there would be a massive dy in recognizing the missing Adjuchas and more dy in investigating their cause of death.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Yep, Hueco Mundo is huuuuge, and Hollows die every day in every corner of itsnd. He can’t ount for every Adjuchas under him. They might’ve eaten each other for all he knows.” Sung-Sun coiled her tail around his waist and caressed his neck with the tip of her tail. “All I’m saying is, rx. King Baraggan won’t know how and where his subordinates died.”
<span style="font-weight:400">He shrugged. “Got it.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Sung-Sun’s tongue flicked in and out as she stared at him. “You look disappointed.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I expected Baraggan to send somepetent stepping stones for me to test my strength.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Talk about confidence.” Sung-Sun giggled. “What if Baraggan didn’t send anyone and came himself? What would you do?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I’d run the fuck away, with all of you, of course.”
<span style="font-weight:400">She couldn’t help butugh at his adorable response. “Keep that mentality, and you’d live a long life in Hueco Mundo. I mean every word I said. Listen — today’s defeat can be converted into a victory tomorrow. Today’s death can only be converted into sorrow and tears.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Sung-Sun had thought a long time to string together a wise quote to stop her group from taking a wrong step. She wanted everyone to live… for a long time.
<span style="font-weight:400">He shook his head. “I’d take a fun life over a long life any day of the week.”
<span style="font-weight:400">On paper, his previous life was great, if not perfect. Did he enjoy it? Not much.
<span style="font-weight:400">“That’s… I can’t help but agree with you,” Sung-Sun admitted with a sigh. “But we, Hollows, are confined to our fate. There isn’t much we can do in the way of having fun. Why not go for long lives?”
<span style="font-weight:400">He gently extended his hand and touched the snake’s head. The cold, scaly texture of the seashell mask fused to her head made him flinch. Her eyes showed confusion as they nced this way and that, blinking softly in the dim light.
<span style="font-weight:400">“I’ll teach you how to have fun. It’s my promise, okay?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“You treating me like a child might be the most absurd thing that ever happened to me.”
<span style="font-weight:400">He chuckled and drew back his hand. “I’ll do it again if you look depressed.”
<span style="font-weight:400">She had massively helped him in adapting to Harribel’s training. She was the reason Harribel didn’t go full hardcore from the start and took strides in guiding him through different levels of skills.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Note to self, don’t look depressed in front of Kazuya.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Won’t work, Madame. I tend to bring out the worst in people around me. Just look at Api.”
<span style="font-weight:400">The mention of Api made Sung-Sun giggle. Over the past few weeks, Sung-Sun and Kazuya made Api’s life lively by constantly teasing her and making pranks on her.
<span style="font-weight:400">Hearing distinct footsteps, he looked over his shoulder. “Speak of the devil.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Api entered the cave, ring at him with fire in her eyes. “What are you two plotting now?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I take the fifth on that.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Me too.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Fuck you, Sung-Sun,” Api muttered under her breath and strode out of the cave.
<span style="font-weight:400">Sung-Sun shook her head. “She got angry… or jealous.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“She’ll be back to her me-spitting form by tomorrow.” He nudged Sung-Sun before leaving the cave. He spotted Harribel sitting alone on a hill and joined her. “Here for a breather?”