Chapter 32-33: A Strange Zanpakuto
<span style="font-weight:400">Kazuya crumpled to his knees, clutching his face in agony. Pain was no stranger to him, having lost an arm before, but this torment surpassed all previous experiences, even exceeding his initial death. Despite his Pain Resistance skill, he felt like screaming ceaselessly, and in fact, he was screaming, oblivious to his own cries.
<span style="font-weight:400">"Kazuya!" Harribel reached out to him, but her words vanished into the chaos surrounding him. “KAZUYA!”
<span style="font-weight:400">His Reiatsu began to surge, trembling the very ground they stood upon. It dwarfed M Rose''s Reiatsu, despite the fact she could rival a weak Vasto Lorde’s Reiatsu in her base Arrancar form.
<span style="font-weight:400">A wave of Reiatsu erupted like a deafening sonic boom, hurling everyone beyond his reach.
<span style="font-weight:400">Harribel struggled to her feet, Kazuya now no more than a violet speck in the distance. His Reiatsu had propelled her that far. She raced back towards him, only to falter momentster, clutching her head. Kazuya''s Reiatsu permeated the air, bearing down on her soul with suffocating pressure, causing her head to pound.
<span style="font-weight:400">It was as if gravity itself had intensified in the area surrounding him. The Reiatsu was different from anything she had ever felt. It wasn’t just powerful or massive. It felt alien. The thick and heavy energy felt like something other than Reiatsu. But Harribel knew it was Reiatsu belonging to Kazuya.
<i><span style="font-weight:400">‘Wait for me. I’ll be there.’</i>
<span style="font-weight:400">Determined and unyielding, Harribel pressed onward, her eyes locked on Kazuya.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Harribel-sama!”
<span style="font-weight:400">M Rose, gripping her broadsword tightly, followed Harribel''s lead, with the others a mere step behind, united in theirmitment to aid Kazuya as he had once helped M Rose with her Arrancar transformation.
<span style="font-weight:400">However, their progress was short-lived, halted after a dozen steps. Kazuya''s Reiatsu bore down on them like an oppressive weight, sapping their willpower to the point they felt terrified of taking another step in his direction.
<span style="font-weight:400">Api let out a strangled cry, her legs trembling under the relentless pressure. "W-What the hell is this? This Reiatsu is too much."
<span style="font-weight:400">"This Reiatsu is different from his." M Rose, faring better than Api and Sung-Sun, discerned the unique property of the Reiatsu. "It''s... sinister and cold."
<span style="font-weight:400">“We can’t go further,” Sung-Sun whispered calmly as she moved back. “Let’s retreat for now.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Api gave her a death re. “I’m not going anywhere. I’ll help him.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Sung-Sun hissed. “Don’t you fucking give me that look. I want to help Kazuya as much as you. What the fuck can we do?”
<span style="font-weight:400">Api recoiled, terrorized by Sung-Sun''s furious eyes. Never before had the snake lost herposure, but the sight of her friend writhing in agony pushed her to the edge. She felt utterly powerless.
<span style="font-weight:400">Reluctantly heeding Sung-Sun’s words, Api and M Rose withdrew and regrouped with Ciri.
<span style="font-weight:400">She looked terrified of his Reiatsu far more than the three. “It’s stronger than Baraggan.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Baraggan, having dwelled in Hueco Mundo for an unknown length of time, had amassed Reiryoku through innumerable battles. He was considered the Hollow with the most potent Reiatsu in Hueco Mundo. Yet, Kazuya, the young Hollow, disyed a Reiatsu that eclipsed even Baraggan''s. The difference was staggering.
<span style="font-weight:400">Ciri realized that Kazuya’s dream of ying Baraggan would be reality. “If he survives…”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Argh!” Api screamed out in frustration and stomped the ground. “What the hell do we do? We can’t leave him be.”
<span style="font-weight:400">"What can we do?" Cyan Sung-Sun murmured, despair in her voice. "We have to trust Harribel-sama..."
<span style="font-weight:400">Harribel hadn’t stopped for a second, even if her pace looked shaky. Sung-Sun put her trust in her leader to save the day.
<span style="font-weight:400">M Rose flung her Zanpakutō aside and tugged at her hair in despair. Though her Reiatsu might have neared Harribel''s in her Resurrión form, she couldn''t harness it after exhausting her Reiryoku during training. Even if she could assume her Resurrión form, she wouldn''t have advanced farther than Harribel.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Dammit. It’s my fucking fault.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“It’s not the time to me yourself.” Api gritted her teeth audibly, her fiery gaze on the cocoon in the distance. “Sung-Sun, you said you were smart and efficient. Think about something. Ciri, stop standing there.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“What do you want me to do?!”
<span style="font-weight:400">Panic gripped all four of them, each expressing it in their own way. Three genuinely cared for Kazuya''s well-being, while the former Espada simply wanted him alive to fulfill his promise of revenge against Baraggan.
<span style="font-weight:400">“I am doing my best—wait, it ended.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Their attention snapped to Kazuya''s cocoon, which began to fracture, his Reiatsu gradually receding. They sprinted towards him with every ounce of speed they could muster.
<span style="font-weight:400">Harribel, with her superior Sonído, reached him first, catching him before he could tumble from the cocoon. As she knelt on the ground, she tenderly pressed a hand against his face, unfazed by the viscous fluid that coated him.
<span style="font-weight:400">Feeling his breath and the steady beat of his heart, she drew him into her embrace. "You scared me... I thought you wouldn''t survive."
<span style="font-weight:400">Holding him like this, she realized the depth of her affection for him. If he had died, she would have been consumed by madness.
<span style="font-weight:400">“You’re my family…”
<span style="font-weight:400">Unconscious, Kazuya was unable to hear her gentle murmurs. Perhaps it was for the best, as he would likely have responded with something offensive or teasing.
<span style="font-weight:400">"Harribel-sama, is he alright?" Api''s voice trembled with urgency as she inquired. "Is he...?"
<span style="font-weight:400">"Safe," Harribel replied, her voice a low murmur, oozing with fatigue. The oppressive Reiatsu had almost knocked her out. "Just unconscious."
<span style="font-weight:400">“M Rose was so energetic after her thing,” Api mused. “This guy does everything like an anomaly he is.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I also can’t be a human, either,” M Rose retorted, rolling her eyes. She knelt beside Harribel, poking his face with a curious finger. A viscous, milky substance stuck to her fingertip, and she hesitantly tasted it. Grimacing, she spat onto the ground, desperate to get rid of its weird vor. "Yuck, it''s so salty."
<span style="font-weight:400">Api stared at M Rose. “Don’t taste everything you see.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Sung-Sun exhaled a sigh of relief, studying the changes that had urred in Kazuya’s body. Harribel''s protective embrace obscured the full extent of his transformation, but as if sensing Sung-Sun''s gaze, she tenderly lowered him onto the ground, allowing them to observe everything.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Wow…”
<span style="font-weight:400">A collective gasp echoed from three Adjuchas. Even Harribel''s eyes widened in awe. The most striking transformation was Kazuya’s face, no longer hidden behind a mask. Instead, two imposing horns curved at the sides of his head, remnants of his once fearsome Hollow Mask.
<span style="font-weight:400">M Rose patted his face. “Why does he look so fucking powerful in this form?”
<span style="font-weight:400">Api nodded at M Rose’s words. “Following this pattern, I will have a horn on my forehead, which will help me with Cero.”
<span style="font-weight:400">She could predict the direction of her Arrancar form after witnessing two Arrancar transformations.
<span style="font-weight:400">Sung-Sun flicked her tongue, imagining all the possibilities. “I will keep the earrings. I like them. Do any of you see Kazuya’s Zanpakutō?”
<span style="font-weight:400">M Rose’s eyes darted around, only tond on something utterly unexpected. “No way!”
<span style="font-weight:400">“That’s…” Ciri’s jaw hung open. “st. It can’t be his Zanpakutō.”
<span style="font-weight:400">The group received another shock. They were truly speechless this time around.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Let’s leave before Hollows get curious.” Harribel lifted him in his arms, finding him far more hefty than his form implied. “Rose, take his… Zanpakutō.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Harribel hesitatingly addressed ‘it’ as his Zanpakutō.
<span style="font-weight:400">M Rose lifted the round object in the air like a prized trophy. "I can''t wait for him to wake up. Hahaha!"
<span style="font-weight:400">She couldn''t help but grin, envisioning the sweet taste of revenge for all the teasing she''d endured, herughter ringing out once more.
<span style="font-weight:400">Ciri felt a tug at her lips. M Rose’s energy was infectious. She stepped forward and ced a hand on Harribel’s shoulder. “Harribel, you’re not in the best shape. Um, let me carry him.”
<span style="font-weight:400">It was a rare moment for Ciri to offer assistance on her initiative. After seeing the party work things out, she had to offer something.
<span style="font-weight:400">M Rose pointed at herself with her thumb. “Yo, let me. I got stronger arms than this petitedy.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Who are you calling petite?” Ciri frowned, missing her whip more than ever. “Brute.”
<span style="font-weight:400">M Rose’s brow twitched. “You want a fight?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Stop this meaningless fight right this instant.” Sung-Sun hissed. “Harribel-sama, do you need help?”
<span style="font-weight:400">Harribel held Kazuya closer instead of separating from him like a mother clinging to her son. “I can do it.”
<b>***</b>
<span style="font-weight:400">The colossal surge of Reiatsu ensnared the attention of nearby Hollows, regardless of their strength. They could feel the spiritual presence of a terrifying being,pelling them to stay far away.
<span style="font-weight:400">On the outskirts of a vige alive with the chatter, a centaur-like Hollow stood guard. Her head swiveled to the north, her grip on hernce involuntarily tightening. The ancient Reiatsu sent shivers cascading down her spine.
<span style="font-weight:400">She couldn''t fathom the fate that had befallen the Hollows in closer proximity to the source of this ominous power. Could they have died?
<span style="font-weight:400">Her hazel eyes flickered, narrowing into a razor-sharp focus."I have to investigate."
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<span style="font-weight:400">Hollow’s Evolution ‘Arrancar (First Form)’ achieved.
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<span style="font-weight:400">Kazuya''s eyes flickered open to a System prompt announcing his recent achievement.
<i><span style="font-weight:400">‘I’m alive… barely.’</i>
<span style="font-weight:400">He couldn''t fathom what might have happened if he hadn''t acquired the Pain Resistance skill. He surely wouldn''t have made it out alive.
<span style="font-weight:400">Feeling the familiar cool embrace of skin beneath him, he instantly recognized he was lying on Harribel''s thighs. Fatigue weighed heavily on every muscle in his body, yet he couldn''t help but smile, knowing the ever-devoted Harribel remained by his side.
<i><span style="font-weight:400">‘This obsessed mommy.’</i>
<span style="font-weight:400">"You''re awake," Harribel noted, sensing the fluctuations in his Reiatsu. "You gave us all a scare."
<span style="font-weight:400">With considerable effort, he sat up, rubbing his head as the world swirled around him. His Reiryoku had barely recuperated while hey unconscious. "I didn''t think I''d survive either. That was... extraordinary."
<span style="font-weight:400">“It’s all in the past. You’re an Arrancar now.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I guess I am.”
<span style="font-weight:400">He summoned his status and observed his model.
<i><span style="font-weight:400">‘What the fuck?!’</i>
<span style="font-weight:400">His Arrancar form portrayed him without a mask, but with the same distinctive horns curving on either side of his head. The most significant change, however, was in his attire. He donned a white ensemble that revealed a symbol on his chest — a ck outline resembling a phoenix.
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<span style="font-weight:400">The Hollow holes on his legs had vanished, reced by metal shackles encircling his wrists and ankles, trailing a remnant of chain. He appeared like a runaway prisoner.
<i><span style="font-weight:400">‘I ran away from Gramps so it makes sense? Like hell it does!’</i>
<span style="font-weight:400">He tried taking off the shackles but they were stuck fast. He clicked his tongue. “Harribel, where is my Zanpakutō? I can’t feel it.”
<span style="font-weight:400">"It''s here~. Feast your eyes on the strongest Zanpakutō in existence!”
<span style="font-weight:400">As if waiting for an opportunity, M Rose rushed into the cave and thrust a football-sized egg into his hands. The egg''s shell bore a pale violet hue, its surface mimicking the texture of Sung-Sun''s scales. More importantly, the egg continuously released a small amount of Reiatsu akin to his own.
<span style="font-weight:400">Harribel ced a hand on his shoulder. “This magically appeared at the ce of your transformation. We believe it’s your Zanpakutō.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Kazuya watched, speechless.
<i><span style="font-weight:400">‘I… Iid an egg. What the hell is happening?’</i>
<span style="font-weight:400">He knocked on the egg. “Anyone there? Is this like the case with Starkk…?”
<span style="font-weight:400">Coyote Starkk''s Zanpakutō had taken the form of another Hollow, Lilte. But a Zanpakutō in the shape of an egg — that was an entirely unprecedented phenomenon.
<i><span style="font-weight:400">‘I see a phoenix mark on my chest. Will the egg give birth to a new me?’</i>
<span style="font-weight:400">He shuddered at the thought of another him running around the world, causing as much chaos as him if not more.
<i><span style="font-weight:400">‘Nah, it can’t be another human. It has to be a creature.’</i>
<span style="font-weight:400">The events unfolding were even more bizarre than the fact he reincarnated in the world of Bleach. There must be a reason behind the egg being his Zanpakutō, one that would surely be revealed when the egg cracks.