He breaks a piece Armin's Titan's broken skull fragments in the air with his right hand holding the blade, with only two fingers at ease

Then right away fires the last Thunder Spear with his left hand

At the same time:

He lost his right eye 3 days ago

His right hand is injured and lost two fingers

His left knee is injured

Internal damage overall

But he still fights badass like he's not half dead already.

HE'S TOOO OP!!!

Just what we expect from Humanity's Strongest Soldier!!

He's Saving The World!!

Beside The Dying Fire (part nine)

[DnD AU with the tour!verse]

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8

Word count: 2313

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Queen Jane Seymour’s kingdom wasn’t always called “the Unbreakable City.” Before the land was ravaged by battles, it was called Babylon, the capital of Cyprus and the safest place to live on the entire continent. It got its name from the gorgeous hanging gardens decorating the palace and mountains the city was situated on.

But after five years of nonstop battles and attacks on the capital, its name was changed to the Unbreakable City to symbolize how much it had withstood against Henry’s army. 

The Unbreakable City was set up on the side of a mountain, boxed in by a deep chasm called The Great Crystal Cliffs, which glittered in streams of petrified rainbows in the sunlight. But there wasn’t much sun left in the capital, as Henry had cast an eternal storm over the city, buffeting it in rain and snow and sleet and wind as long as the queen continued to not surrender. 

A large ebony wall towered around the perimeter of The Great Crystal Cliffs, protecting the people that lived within. Five impenetrable bridges conjured by the strongest magic lay over the chasm, allowing people to come and go from the city as they pleased. A pitch-black gate wrapped in vines and clusters of violets creaked open when Katherine and her companions arrived, and they followed Cleves and Bessie into the queen’s kingdom with their heads held high.

The senses of the city overwhelm Katherine from every direction. First, there was the noise, the cacophony of hundreds of people: merchants hawking their wares; dozens of different conversations; the cries of animals and children; the rattle of carts; and a million other noises. It was all the bubbling babble of a village meeting magnified a thousandfold.

Then there were the smells: the sweat and stink of thousands of bodies; the stench of rotting food, smoke, and cooking grease; the mixed odor of grilling meat and sizzling vegetables; the pungent musk of farm animals on the outskirts of the city; the constant aroma of rain. Smells were everywhere, all slamming into her in powerful waves of stink.

Finally, her ears got used to the cacophony and her nose began to filter the overpowering stench, and she could see the glory that was the Unbreakable City: houses piled three or four stories high, stretching into the distance like a jumbled mass; the high, raised pillars of spires and turrets and crenelated bulwarks in ebony stone; the caves carved into the towering stretches of cliffs all around; and the plants. There were so many plants all over the place, roses and violets and bluebells and sunflowers bursting in barrages of color from building to building. 

And then, there was the palace.

Queen Jane Seymour’s palace had to be the most beautiful building Katherine had ever seen before. It was carved out of polished black marble, half-built deep into the mountain where dozens of rooms were chipped away from mossy stone for all the workers and nobles to live. A wide curtain of willow and lichen hung down from the cliff overhead, gently draping over the black beauty. Moss and blankets of tightly-woven flowers were cascading from several grand balconies, glowing with vibrant life, and vines crawling with roses were coiled delicately around intricately-carved spiral pillars. Waterfalls were pouring out from crevices in the mountain wall, falling into the chasm below like streams of crushed diamonds.

  “Beautiful, isn’t it?”

Katherine turned her head to see Cleves smiling at her. The Minotaur gazed up at the palace, and her golden-brown eyes glittered in the light drizzle. On her shoulder, Bessie’s black tail feathers were wagging like a happy dog’s.

  “It is,” Katherine said. “It’s amazing.”

Cleves smiled even wider before walking up the steps to the palace pavilion, Katherine and her companions following. A marble courtyard of lush greenery was built around a statue of an elegant quartz dragon sitting regally on a glittering throne. The entrance to the palace was a high arch with a curtain of vines that tickled Katherine’s shoulders when she passed through them.

  “Woah,” Joan murmured at her side.

The inside of the castle was just as incredible as the outside.

A huge foyer yawned out before them, with a visible catwalk stretched around the upper sections of the high-vaulted walls where maids and other workers bustled about. Several hallways were carved deep into the mountain, most likely leading to even more magnificent rooms. 

Cleves ended up taking them down the corridor at the very front of the foyer, which led into a giant throne room that was dressed in flowers and plants, fed by spring water streaming from the smooth stone walls and collecting into troughs edging the floors. The ceiling was completely covered in dark phosphorescent moss that was freckled in glowing bright blue speckles, mimicking the night sky. One of the two thrones was a beautiful marble creation, studded with opals and pearls and fluffed with silver velvet cushions. The other, however, was completely wrapped in prickly vines and painfully sharp thorns; it was clear that sitting in it was not allowed, though a freshly-polished silver circlet hung from one of the back points.

Cleves looked around the throne room, while Bessie jumped down from her shoulders. Her talons clicked against the shiny floor as she paced around.

  “Shiny?” She called out in a youthful voice. “Queenie?”

  “Hm,” Cleves said. “I’m disappointed but not surprised.”

  “What?” Katherine looked at her.

Cleves chuckled. “Nothing. It’s just very like Jane to not be on her throne. Come on, follow me.”

They took a hallway to the left and walked further into the castle. Instead of feeling claustrophobic from being inside a mountain, Katherine felt quite secure and protected within the stone walls of the palace.

They stepped into another huge room, and Katherine couldn’t help but gasp at its beauty.

It was a library, but also a forest. Giant thick trees towered out of the mossy stone floor, their twisted branches hanging with lanterns and writing materials. Holes were carved in the trunks, where scrolls were neatly slotted info and marked with letters in the bark. Several more cubbyholes were dug out into the walls, filled with ancient texts and grand stories, while high, shined mahogany bookshelves actually held all the books. Wooden tables dotted the space, along with several places to sit, like hollows in the trees and nests made of fluffy lichen. A spring burbled softly in the center of the library, giving off a natural bioluminescent glow, which bathed the two figures by the water in soft blue light.

The figure standing up was a Leonin woman, dressed in shiny glass armor and wielding two curved swords. Her fur was a dark sandy yellow color, speckled with light brown on her back and shoulders, and her eyes were bright amber, sharp and alert.

The figure sitting on the ground reading a book, however, was a beautiful dark-skinned human woman. Her skin was unblemished and shiny from the golden oils she bathed with, contrasting brightly with the silk silver dress she was wearing. Teardrop-shaped crystals were draped along her shoulders, cascading down her gown in a bright glittering stream. A metal circlet sat on her head, studded with diamonds and opals. When she looked up, her eyes were a warm golden-amber color.

Cleves and Bessie bowed, then Katherine and her companions copied. The queen smiled.

  “Anna, Bessie,” Queen Jane Seymour said, and her voice was smooth and husky. “It’s good to see you both again. I’m glad you’re home safe.”

  “Queenie!!” Bessie chirped. She launched herself forward and threw her arms around the queen, nuzzling her with happy bird coos. The queen chuckled and stroked the feathers on her head.

  “Hello, Bessie,” Jane said. She glanced at Katherine and her companions. “Hello there. Who are you three?”

  “Katherine Howard of Ghent,” Katherine dipped her head, despite already bowing. “These are Catalina and Joan. We request your assistance in something.”

Jane raised an eyebrow. She closed her book and stood up, suddenly looking very alert. “Oh? Is that so?”

  “They had a run-in with Mannox, My Lady,” Cleves informed.

Joan flinched slightly when the name was said, flicking her ears back. Katherine gently touched her shoulder for support.

  “Do tell,” Jane said. 

  “My village was destroyed by Henry’s forces,” Katherine said. “Ghent. It was in the Needle Forest.”

Jane frowned. “I heard about that. I’m terribly sorry.”

Katherine nodded slightly. “I’m here to urge you to get more involved in the war. Henry is tearing apart the continent. You need to start fighting back more than you are. Please.”

Jane stared at her and, without hesitation, said, “No.”

Katherine’s jaw actually fell open. She watched as Jane briskly turned around and began walking out of the library. The Leonin followed her, and Cleves and Bessie copied after glancing at Katherine to gauge her reaction. Katherine hurried after them, Catalina and Joan on her tail.

  “Wait!” Katherine shouted. “Your Majesty!”

Jane turned to her. “I can’t risk losing any more of my soldiers. By pushing out more, I anger Henry, and that is not what I want.”

  “But people are dying!” Katherine cried. “Innocent people! What about them?”

Jane sighed. “I feel bad, I do, but my people come first.”

  “You’re a fucking coward,” Catalina hissed.

The Leonin growled lowly, bristling her fur. “Watch what you say, Aasimar.”

  “What do you mean? Watch what I say about the truth?” Catalina scoffed. She narrowed her eyes at Jane. “What kind of queen are you, hiding inside your castle? Do you enjoy being blissfully ignorant towards the things going on outside your walls? Katherine is right, innocent people are DYING because of YOUR husband! Control him!”

Jane went quiet for a moment, rubbing her fingers over a sapphire pendant around her neck. “My husband,” She murmured. She shook her head. “Henry had been changing long before the war started. I couldn’t stop him then. I’m not sure what you expect me to do now.”

Catalina barked a cruel laugh. “You are unbelievable! So many people are dying, women and children, because of YOUR petty marriage issues, and for what? What is even the point of this stupid war?”

Jane stared at them, silent, then said, “Follow me.”

The queen led them all through a mossy hallway with sewing rooms and music rooms and learning rooms in them, then up a flight of smooth stone steps. She was quiet as she approached and opened a wooden door.

Inside was a room with walls that were decorated with bright, colorful flowers and sparkling crystals. A large light purple rug was stretched out across the stone floor, and several large pillows, blankets, books, and toys filled the rest of the space. A small castle was carved out of stone in one corner, fit with a slick flint slide and a woven rope swing. Long dark green curtains billowed in the wind streaming inside, and the doorway they blocked led out onto a balcony thriving with plant life. Stars whittled out of luminescent blue stones dangled from the ceiling, swaying slightly in the breeze.

It took Katherine only a moment to realize this was a playroom.

  “Mama!”

A little boy burst out of the stone castle and ran to Jane, hugging her leg tightly. He was small, with ivory skin, dark brown hair, and bright blue eyes. A purple blanket was tied around his neck like a cape, and he clutched a pegasus toy tightly in one of his little hands.

  “Mama! Mama, guess what!!!” The boy exclaimed. “Today when I was learning with Mister Hugo, I read ALL BY MYSELF!!!!”

Jane smiled, rubbing the child’s head. “My smart boy,” She said lovingly. “I’m so proud of you!”

The boy beamed, then noticed Katherine and her companions standing there. He perked up.

  “Woah!!!” He cried. “Mama, look!! New friends! And a TIEFLING!!! Look at her, Mama! She’s SO PRETTY! LIKE A DIAMOND!!!”

Joan blushed, folding her ears back bashfully. She clearly wasn’t used to be complimented for her strange coloration.

  “I see them, sweetheart,” Jane said, then looked at Katherine and her companions. “This is Edward. My son.”

/Her son/, Katherine repeated in her head. She remembered hearing rumors about the queen of the Unbreakable City giving birth to a prince, but never knew if they were true, as not much information came out about him. She had just assumed the prince had died somehow until that moment.

  “Eddie, why don’t you go show the pretty Tiefling your swing?” Jane said. 

  “Okay!!!” Edward chirped. He bounded over to Joan, but held out his free hand to her instead of just grabbing her own. Joan hesitated shyly, then took his head and was taken over to the rope swing on the castle.

  “Five years ago I gave birth to Edward,” Jane said to Catalina and Katherine quietly. “I barely survived. Henry wanted to take him to learn to be a ‘proper prince’, but I refused. I hadn’t almost died just to not be with my son. Henry didn’t like that. He had already been hanging by a few threads, but this did it. He left Cyprus and then declared war two months later.” She shook her head, looking up at Katherine. “Now do you see why I can’t risk fighting him further? I can’t lose my son.”

Katherine looked at Edward chatting excitedly with Joan as they swayed on his swing, taking in how happy he looked, despite the tragedy raging outside the city’s walls, then said, “Is there anything we can do to change your mind?”

Jane considered her. “There are these beasts in each of the other territories. Henry created them to scare the people out of the war. If you can kill them and get the other kingdoms on my side, then I’ll join the fight.”

Katherine chuckled. “Alright.”

After all, she had wanted to be a hero.

CAN’T FEAR YOUR OWN WORLD Vol. II Part 4 Full Translation

This is part 8 on the app.

Chapter 8

Hueco Mundo "……Grimmjow has disappeared?" Las Noches, once used as a base in Hueco Mundo by Aizen Sōsuke. Despite the destruction of several walls and spires through battle with the Shinigami led by Kurosaki Ichigo, it is still considered habitable as a base for the Arrancars. Tier Harribel who is using a corner of that former fortress as a temporary base, listened to the report from Rudbornn and remained expressionless as she returned another question. "Have you ascertained his destination?"

"Yes. Given that there were sightings of a Garganta being used, he must have gone towards the Human World or Soul Society." The sound of another female's voice could be heard coming from behind Harribel. "Surely, it's not like he went to fight Kurosaki Ichigo is it?" It is Nelliel Tu Odelschwanck who had arrived to discuss the future course of action for Hueco Mundo and the Arrancar. "It's going to be a serious problem if Grimmjow acts recklessly in the Human World. Unless I stop him right away…" "With all due respect, allow me to humbly offer my counsel, Nelliel sama. Despite appearances, Grimmjow sama is a man who thoughtfully awaits an opportunity. If he truly went to fight solely out of amusement in a pleasure-seeking manner, then Grimmjow sama would have already left for Karakura Town during these past six months." At Rudbornn's words, Nelliel half inclines her head. "Is that so… it seems to me that his behaviour is somewhat dictated by his mood." Then, Harribel spoke of her own opinions regarding Grimmjow. "That guy has his own pride to consider. He was once defeated in a battle that staked his pride. It's unlikely he would so rashly go in to attack without good cause." "That means it's still a question of mood one way or the other…. Well, it's also true that the last time, he backed down quickly even though I was the one to stop him…" When she reunited with Ichigo in Soul society, Nelliel was the most vigilant about Grimmjow starting conflict with Ichigo, however she recalls the fact that in the end, they forged an alliance taking the form of rivals who were placed in the same boat. Naturally, she had assumed that it would be necessary for her to make every possible effort to put a stop Grimmjow, but it was a little surprising even to Nelliel that Grimmjow himself had buried the hatchet before it got to that stage. "Grimmjow is a man who strongly embraces his animal instincts. Launching an attack or something of the like, to the point where he would be forced to head outside Hueco Mundo, a territory he's supposed to protect, he wouldn't do that without a significant reason." After Harribel said as such, Nelliel recalled one more thing. At the time of their joint cooperation with Ichigo during the the war between the Quincies and Shinigami, Ichigo had asked Grimmjow "why did you decide to come over to our side?" A simple answer escaped from Grimmjow's mouth at the time, "if Hueco Mundo disappears, where the hell am I supposed to kill you?" From his words in that moment, it seems he also placed great importance on the matter of 'settling the conflict in Hueco Mundo'. ---- Is it because Hueco Mundo is more of an advantage to Arrancar? No, Grimmjow is not that type. ---- Perhaps, he may also strongly sense… ----…the Hollow element which remains deeply rooted within Ichigo. It is for this very reason that Kurosaki Ichigo is able to demonstrate his maximum potential only in Hueco Mundo where his Hollow element is strongest. Perhaps it is only meaningful to defeat Ichigo under those conditions? Or is it just a simple reason, that is to say, wanting to exhaust all one's power in a spacious location where no one can easily get in their way. Nelliel makes speculations about Grimmjow's innermost being from various angles, but she realises that even if she wanted to know the answers to those questions, the crucial party isn't here. "…When all is said and done, what did Grimmjow go to do and where?" "Did he go to crush the Quincy survivors, or maybe he went to track down that strange shinigami from back then…?" "Isn't that our of our Jurisdiction…?" "In brief, there is 'significant cause' to do so. In fact, that Shinigami child is worrying me too." Harribel recalled the Shinigami-like young boy -- or girl -- who intruded upon the battle against the Quincy survivors the other day, she spoke with a slight look of melancholy cast on her face. "To be more precise, I am worried about the Zanpakutō that Shinigami was handling."

Soul Society The powerful Arrancar Reiatsu which had materialised from a Garganta was of course noticed by the Seireitei too, and some of the Shinigami who were in the vicinity of the East Gate close to the scene in Rukongai also sensed the appearance of a Hollow. A few among the seated members class who were especially proficient in Reiatsu detection were even able to ascertain the fact that it was clad in a Reiatsu which far surpasses Menos Grande, they made a report to their superiors as soon as they felt the cold atmosphere. As a result, they received an answer through the 12th division stating that it "falls under the category of experimentation", most of the Shinigami settled down and the remaining few were seized by a strong sense of unease instead because the 12th division were involved. In the midst of all that -- one captain rank Shinigami was able to make an immediate connection with that Reiatsu. "Hn? What's this? A heavy Hollow Reiatsu appears without warning?" Captain of squad 5 Hirako Shinji casts his eyes to the west of Seireitei whilst displaying a blatant look of dissatisfaction on his face. "This Reiatsu… I encountered it in Karakura Town too, quite some time ago." As he tilted his head, Hinamori Momo who was next to him had already made contact with the observation unit to ask for the particulars -- However, she knit her eyebrows together as if she was troubled whilst informing Hirako. "Captain, just now, I made contact with the observation room of the Department of Research and Development but… their response was 'there's no problem because it's part of the experiment'…" "Ah, of course. Is it the usual squad 12 experiment? I'm sure that this time they're going to invite Arrancar and conduct a tea party experiment too, honestly, when someone like Hiyori can fill the role of deputy president, you just know the Department of Research and Development are a fun loving bunch…… fat chance! Do they take us for fools?! An Arrancar level Hollow just came in from beyond an open Garganta! Like hell it's no problem!" After a drawn-out solo nori tsukkomi*, Hirako issues instructions to a flustered Momo. (*TN -- Nori tsukkomi is a Japanese comedy routine where the "tsukkomi" aka "straight man" sarcastically plays along with a ridiculous notion for a short while before completely trashing the idea because of how silly it is. Normally a tsukkomi routine is done with two people, the "boke" - idiot and the "tsukkomi" - straight man.) "Forget it. If the opponent is an Arrancar, then it would be no different than going on a suicide mission for ordinary foot soldiers anyway. I will head directly to the scene, so I'm going to ask you Momo to report to the captain commander." "Y-yes! Captain Hirako, please be careful!" "…Well, to be quite honest, I think it's more hazardous to associate with the 12th division than it is with Arrancar."

About the same time as Hirako heaving a sigh with a sense of foreboding, an Arrancar's facial expression lit up with delight. "…He's come.” In a voice that was mixed with a tinge of childlike wonder, an Arrancar who had a physical appearance similar to that of a young boy, opens his mouth to speak. "Ah… sorry, everyone. It appears that I'll be the very first to attain my goal." As he flashed a sadistic smile, Luppi spoke towards the Arrancar who were behind him. Although his eyes gleamed like that of an innocent child who had discovered treasure, a Reiatsu which intermingled with a thirst for blood emanates from his whole body. "That Reiatsu… it can't be, Grimmjow dono!?" Instead of responding to Dordoni's words, Luppi kicked off from the ground with great vigour. "Hey! Wait a minute! If you act of your own accord again then……" Picturing Mayuri's impending electric shock attack, Cirucci tried to stop Luppi but he was already leaping away energetically, and before she knew it they were separated by a distance her voice could not reach. However, there was no indication of an electric shock coursing through the bodies of both he, Cirucci and the others. The Arrancar turn towards Mayuri in puzzlement only to see his finger suspended over the button, a somewhat high spirited smile played on his lips as he gave utterance to his words. "Humph…it is unauthorised conduct, but the reason why that Arrancar is here… I'm interested to see what sort of action the Fullbringers and Quincies will take in front of multiple Arrancar." Then, he muttered something at the Arrancars’ backs as if he was half talking to himself. "If you are so inclined, I don't care whether you lot want to get mixed up in this scuffle too." "Hey, it's not like we're battle hungry you know! Regardless of whether or not there is a motive, or if beauty is present there… Grimmjow-chan is a little too coarse on the topic of beauty for me. Although, when one is around my level even a wild style can become as beautiful as a wild rose." Disregarding Charlotte who expressed his unique opinions whilst following Luppi with his eyes, Mayuri grinned as he turned his attention towards Grimmjow. "It seems that is the Hollow that Urahara Kisuke formed an alliance with… well I never, don't tell me that man is pulling the strings from behind the scenes?"

Urahara Shōten "That reminds me, does Urahara san… still have a connection with that Arrancar bunch?" Hisagi was suddenly struck by an idea and decided to raise some delicate questions for Urahara. When Urahara hurried over to Hueco Mundo, he took it upon himself to form an alliance thus making allies of prominent members of the Arrancar. Although it was a situation where there was a possibility that Soul society could charge him with new crimes if things didn't go well, in actuality it's true that the Arrancar also contributed to the defeat of the Quincies in the last great war. Even though Central 46 were still uncertain, at least he could conclude that captain commander Kyōraku probably wouldn't reprimand him for the matter now that things have come to pass, Hisagi posed his question as one among the Shinigami. "I guess, in order to preserve the peace, we should lay out as many pipelines of negotiation as we can. Unlike Quincies who believe Hollows should be eradicated, the goal for a Shinigami is to persist in maintaining the balance." "Nonetheless, that lot carried out massacres in this place before as well. Are you really okay with that?" "At present Hueco Mundo is being managed by Harribel san and Nelliel san who are both a moderate faction. Grimmjow san is certainly belligerent, but he's different from the types that pointlessly cause a riot." As a matter of fact, the Arrancar known as Yammy who had carried out the mass killings in Karakura Town was never heard of again. Stories say that he did battle against Kuchiki Byakuya and Kenpachi Zaraki, but there is little possibility that he escaped with his life after having those two as opponents. Assuming as much, Hisagi decided to accept it and move the conversation forward despite experiencing a slight sense of conflict. "To be quite frank, I still have a mixed frame of mind. Sure it's not that Hollows are an absolute evil, rather it's more accurate to say that as Shinigami we do well to remember our teachings in that 'souls should be purified', but…" "The Arrancars who were under Aizen Sōsuke's command are a separate matter?" "…I can't just let it go so easy. Whether they're Hollow, human… or Shinigami, those guys are the ones who sided with Aizen and tried to bring destruction to the world." The moment he said the word "Shinigami", Hisagi called to mind the image of a certain person but he forces it back into the depths of his heart. Perhaps Urahara had also perceived a hint of Hisagi's true feelings,  without making light of the subject, Urahara responded in a plain manner. "Powerful Arrancar of Hueco Mundo are an aggregation of a multitude of souls, thousands upon thousands of them. Whether it's the result of an amalgamation of all those souls, or the result of a resilient individual devouring other wills, the Arrancars that were born have their very own beliefs and convictions. That's precisely why, if we are able to understand their way of thinking… if there is a part that is compatible with ours even just a fragment of it, then dialogue is possible." Hearing those words, Hisagi remembered the Arrancars he once fought against. Indeed, they are more comparable to humans than mindless Hollows who abandon all reason, even if one is displeased with the people in question, there were also individuals among them who seemed as if they were able to engage at a conversational level were it not a matter of friend and foe. And above all, isn't it the case that even the man who was once convinced that his beliefs thus far were just, in the end caused a mutation of his very being and transformed into an Arrancar. However -- just as he was thinking that, Urahara speaks of Hisagi's earlier conclusion. "Of course, on the basis of having understood that, kill them without hesitation the moment they become an enemy. Isn't that the teaching of the Gotei 13?" "……Yes, that's right." Thrust before reality again, Hisagi caught his breath a little. He then recollected memories of the instant he cut down one of those enemies. Piercing his Zanpakutō into the head of his opponent in the form of a surprise attack, the sensation of reaping a life like that was vividly revived within Hisagi. As if testing Hisagi, Urahara uttered the name of that "enemy" with clarity. "Truly, you shouldn't feel regretful you know. About killing Tōsen san." Hisagi realises he can sense the fact that the tone in Urahara's voice has changed. This issue isn't being brought up by the owner of Urahara Shōten ---- they are the words of a person who is a "former member of the Gotei 13" and also as someone who once served as a "captain". "No, that won't happen." Without even a momentary lapse of indecision, Hisagi makes a deceleration as a vice captain in active service. "If I feel regret, then I have already put down my Zanpakutō." There was no hesitation in those words. Nevertheless, it is impossible to feel at ease enough to cast aside all emotion. Whilst lowering his gaze ever so slightly, Hisagi blamed his own powerlessness. "It's just… how can I convince that person? I think about that even now. Although there is no regret, I don't want the same mistakes repeated again. I don't really want to say something like this, but if it were someone who isn't me……" "Let's not talk like that. It's true that considering a different path is tethered to what happens in the future. Having said that, it makes no sense even if you seek it through others." Intercepting the speech in a flash, Urahara reprimanded Hisagi in a gentle manner. "That 'someone who isn't you' was not there. The only people who have the right to change anything are those who were able to be present on that occasion. Hisagi san stuck to Hisagi san's principles. Isn't that enough?" "……" "Well, certainly people like Kurosaki san, Inoue san and the others may have different principles to that of the Gotei 13, but I think that very thing is their unique strength which is distinct from ours. That difference doesn't matter. As long as you can protect the thing you want to protect in the end, then I'd say that's more than enough." ------ The thing I want to protect? Listening to his companion's words, Hisagi once again reflects upon his own 'protected things'. ------ The thing I wanted to protect… isn't captain Tōsen. It's that person's teachings. ------ What that person who was a member of the Gotei 13 taught me, is the way of a Shinigami. "Gotei" -- the individuals who safeguard the court. Seireitei. This court is a place that exercises rule and judgement, and oversees the new expanse of the world, in other words, it is the symbol of justice.

The belief of the Shinigami who protect the world's justice. It was that belief that in the end, led to Tōsen being cut down. The belief that putting a stop to Tōsen, is following the teachings of the Shinigami which Hisagi had inherited from him. Whether or not he was in the right is not the issue, just as he had already declared to Urahara he had no regrets towards the killing itself. It is because he understood that feeling the likes of regret would become an insult towards the Shinigami who would have to battle shoulder to shoulder with the very thing, and in turn, an insult towards Tōsen himself. However, the fact that he killed Tōsen in such a way is still deeply engraved in Hisagi's soul, slowly and gently it sneaks in whilst it continues to impart an indistinct fear upon him. Is it the fear that he himself would become something else entirely by having killed the person who guided him through life? Or perhaps the fear that he had already changed but just doesn't realise it yet? Without denying nor being certain of a cold chill that clung to his back, Hisagi steadied his breathing as he assembled his words.

"…No, the difference is my own weakness, that's exactly what I should be apologising to Kurosaki and the others----" However, at that moment he perceives a sense of discomfort. Before he knew it, Urahara had taken his own sword cane that is his Zanpakutō in hand, with a somewhat tense appearance he had unknowingly cast his eyes in the wrong direction. "Urahara san?" "I'm sorry our conversation has to be cut short, Hisagi san." Although he apologised in an easygoing manner, his gaze which focused somewhere into the distance, is filling with a look of vigilance. "…Are you able to arrange for a Gentei Kaijo (limiter release)?" "Huh?" Shinigami who have the strength of a vice captain and above, abide by a rule that seals a portion of their power when heading towards the Human World. This measure is taken in order to prevent those strong Reiatsus from exerting adverse effects on the souls of the Human World, and even Hisagi who had no intention of engaging in combat in the first place, had undergone such treatment. As a result, Hisagi at present is in a state where his Reiatsu has dropped to as little as twenty percent, immediately comprehending the implication behind Urahara's question of whether he is able to release that limiter, threads of mental strain coiled around Hisagi's mind. "Is it… an enemy? If there's a dangerous opponent, I'll request a Gentei Kaijo right away." "I'm not sure yet, It doesn't necessarily mean there's malicious intent, but… looks like it's being surrounded." "This store is being surrounded?" Probing into the Reiatsu, he could feel a fluctuation of Reishi similar to a strange sense of unease, however he couldn't find a specific Reiraku. Even though it's just a small shop from outward appearances, where the surrounding periphery is concerned, there is naturally a corresponding number of beings living there. Scenes of a time in the past where Hisagi was encircled by Huge Hollows were recalled in his mind. A past that was painted with pain and fear when he lost his comrade Kanisawa. However, the reply he received from Urahara made those memories fade away in an instant. "No… if they had approached as close as that, I would have noticed much earlier." " ? " "It's not this store that's being surrounded." As he stood up slowly, Urahara steadily slides open the shōji screen door. "…The entirety of Karakura Town -- has now been isolated by 'something'."

Attack on Titan - Season 4 Part 3 Part 1

Levi may be injured but the second he sees the Beast Titan, all pain goes away

Proving another reason why he’s Humanity's Strongest Soldier of Paradis Island

Hours Later....

Captain Levi may be half dead, but he's able to take down 2 War Hammer Titans, a Female Titan and a Jaw Titan without a sign of struggle

Why are you so cool~!?!

Humanity's Strongest Soldier's Final Fight

And he's going all out for it

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Before: Levi struggled using the ODM handle with his right hand

After: Levi being a total badass with no issues using the ODM gear with his right hand

Truly the strongest soldier to have been born on Paradis Island

Captain Levi why are you so cool and badass~

Even when you're injured

Attack on Titan - Season 4 Part 3 Part 1

The group is worried about Levi’s current state after being injured by Zeke but he assures them that he’s fine