Chapter 17 - Soul Society 1

Aiyo join the club my bros, it's fun.

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Wisp Pov.

After my first meeting with the Old man, I was brought to an office with Yamamoto, the two captains and Soi Fon. Entering the room we sat on the floor around a short table, there was hot tea on the table and biscuits. We sat there in silence for a good minute, nobody talked and we just looked at each other.

The silence was broken by Yamamoto.

"Who are you?" Just a simple question, yet it would allow us to talk about a lot of things.

"Straight to the point I see, good, to answer your question I'm..." wait what should I say? That I was reincarnated by a god and that he gave powers, yeah right, they'll just think I'm insane.

I subtly glanced at Soi Fon which sat at my right, she put a hand on my leg and smiled at me, also smiling I answered. "I was a human experimental super soldier, I was killed by a hollow but my soul was able to escape and I woke up deep inside the forest of district 34. What happened next you already know of."

The blond man spoke up, "But that's impossible, your soul would have been eaten by the hollow." He said narrowing his eyes.

I glanced at him, "Maybe, but I am here aren't I?" I shrugged.

"You mentioned being a "super" soldier, and that salute from earlier where does it come from. Care to explain ?" Yoruichi spoke up after a short silence.

"Hrmm... that's for me to know and you to never find out." Yoruichi was about to speak up again but Yamamoto spoke up before she could, "You will answer the question, you are a hazard to the security of the Soul Society and we will treat you like it if you do not cooperate." He said with authority.

This pissed me off.

I glared at the 'interrogators', I amped up the pressure by a good margin and let out my primal energy. "Let's put our card on the table here, you want the security of this world but so I... I understand that but you will never be able to control me." The captains flinched at my words, cold sweat formed on them because of the sudden pressure I gave off.

"You though, and still think, of me as a threat, you attacked me and tried to control me by force and when that didn't work... you attacked with the intent to kill. If I really was a threat I would've attacked the Seireitei already or I simply would've killed the people you sent." I narrowed my eyes at the Old man.

He looked calm but I could feel that he was surprised and a little angry at my defiance.

"I still have my orders, and they are to ȧssess you and if needed, to contain you."

A tense awkward silence settled in this small room. I sighed and receded the pressure somewhat. "How about this, when needed I help you defend against threats and against hollows but I keep my freedom."

Yamamoto against his better judgement agreed to the terms.

All the people present except me and the old man released a breath of relief they didn't even know they were holding. After talking about the term of our... alliance, we were able to leave. Me and Soi Fon were walking towards the Lieutenant lounge, Yoruichi left to go take care of some stuff a while ago.

We soon arrived to the lounge.

To my relief there was no one there, it was pretty late and most of the shinigamis were of doing their things, Soi Fon hung her lieutenant plate thing, whatever it's called. I didn't bother to ask. After she did what she had to do we headed back to her quarters.

Once there we took a much needed bath, bless hot springs. Once this was done we ate a simple meal and went to bed, I didn't have any other place to go yet so she told me to stay the night with her, it's not like we're not used to that. Slipping under the sheets we surrounded ourselves with the blanket and Soi Fon rolled up into a ball and rested herself on my ċhėst.

The night began to fall when we were already asleep. Well I wasn't, I didn't need much sleep anymore so I usually entered my soul realm to talk to Ken or fight depending on the situation.

Inside my soul realm, which has changed a lot, the small clearing where I appeared whenever I entered the Soul realm got incredibly larger, the ground was not the usual black ash covered grass, it now was a cold dark grey stone floor that stretched out for a good two hundred meters. The trees were the same except larger and the sky was less clouded. The red sun now in full view but the sky was that of a night sky with beautiful stars in it. How that worked I had no idea.

After a few seconds of admiring the scenery, I began to hear voices behind me one of them being Ken and the other one was quite familiar. I turned around and saw him, the guy who gave me this new life, Fal. How the hell was- actually scratch that, he's probably going to pull a bullshit answer from his ȧss or something.

I sigh and approach the two, I greet them and sit down with them.

"Hello you two, nice of you to visit Fal."

Fal turned towards me and smiled showing his whites, he was wearing a suit and tie, his suit had a special style to it, one that I've never seen before but it was indeed a suit. He now had a beard and a pair of green sun glasses on his nose.

He nodded towards me, "Well I was bored so I decided to come and see how you were doing, well not like I need to come to see what you're doing but you get what I'm saying."

"How nice, well you know, stuff has happened since the last time we saw each other." I gestured to myself and the surroundings. "I can see that." He merely said.

I was about to continue speaking but Fal put a hand up, "Well as much as I want to talk, I'm afraid we don't have the time. My wife is calling."

"Oh? You have a wife?" I said intrigued, did gods have wives?

"I may be a god but I'm still a being with feelings, so yes, I do indeed have a wife."

"Good for you then." Fal smiled and slowly faded away, I turned around to Ken who is smiling towards me, I also grin at him as I sat down in front of him. He began to tell me about the incoming danger of War, turns out Fal was actually here for a reason.

Later that same night

As consciousness returned to my body I opened my eyes slowly and looked around, Soi Fon had slid of to my side and had taken the whole blanket. I slowly focused my senses outside and scanned the area, I found out there was still a few ȧssassins monitoring me from outside. I summoned my shihakusho and teleported outside.

I breathed in the cool air of the night and began to float upwards, by using a little energy manipulation and reiatsu I was able to fly with more control than by air walking, kind of like that old superhero Superman.

Flying off into the night, I headed towards a forest to sort out my thoughts.

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Human world

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It was in the middle of the night that the fires started, it was in the middle of the night the smell of metal began to fill the air and it was in the middle of the night that we got absolutely torn apart.

My name is... sorry, was Okita Juzo, I was a soldier, a simple soldier that didn't do much and wasn't a hero like many others were. He was just a simple man.

A few days ago we had a report from the sentries alongside the coast, that one boat crashed landed on a rocky beach, the soldiers that were present checked it out and discovered corpses, a lot of them. Most of the corpses showed signs of starvation, while the rest died of illnesses.

There was only two survivors, a middle aged man and a young woman.

Both had clothes that reminded them of the United States natives, when the soldiers dragged them out of the wreckage the man died along the way because of an old infected wound that spread across his body.

The girl was starved but after a quick meal and some rest we were able to question her, the poor girl was the last survivor of four ships of around fifty people each. They had crossed the sea in order the escape something, she was absolutely terrified of whatever they were running from.

The only description the soldiers got from her was Purple, monsters, death and the sentence "They are coming.", after the report reached our sector, around a hundred men were sent to protect the coast against a possible invasion. The girl, for her safety, got sent into the furthest town out there and was given a place to live for the time being, at least until she could live without any help which seemed unlikely.

We set up camp on the coast and we waited and waited for four entire days, and on the fourth night of the fourth day, they came.

The purple ghosts.

They moment they reached the beach, our numbers were already cut in half being ȧssaulted by a hail of bullets with a precision never seen before today.

And then they got out of the ship.

It was in the middle of the night that me, Okita Juzo, died in fear of the Wraith of war.

God pov.

The Wraith trio encountered little resistance when they arrived to the demons land, just like the War-Wielder had told them. They had grown more powerful since their time on that sandy rock these weak fleshlings call an 'island'. They engorged in on the war essence their master fed them as they produced a lot of it just by existing.

They had changed, Heavy's armor was tougher, and fused with his skin becoming an exoskeleton of black metal, Scout had became faster than most beings wether it was shinigami, quincies or even hollows, and finally Cyclop, as their master came to refer to him as, changed the most.

His weapons have been changing, becoming more advanced, like they were from slowly moving forward in time, he was clearly the most powerful of the three and the leader of the trio.

They advanced stealthily through out the country, leaving trail of death were they passed, they have been avoiding the fleshlings as much as possible as the master told them it would bring to much attention and risked to jeopardize the mission they were given.

So they killed anything but the fleshlings.

They were getting impatient and they wanted blood, their ŀust for blood almost blinding them from their objective but their will to obey their master was stronger, so they marched through the lands in search for the demon.

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War-Wielder is a powerful being, a being whose sole purpose was war, he was created by war and he created war. He corrupted the heart of the weak and sparked war between civilisation, and when he was done with them he corrupted the heart of the mighty to do his bidding.

He fed on war, bloodlust, hatred, ash and fire. He thrived in it.

Thus the gods named him the War- Wielder.

The evil god waited patiently for his pawns to grow, and in time they will face of against that god's pawn.

TO BE CONTINUED