Legionnaire - Chapter 69

Why, you might ask, it’s because Hinamori was still alive. Sigh did I underestimate these shounen characters too much.

Her remnant soul still lives in the sword, mind you, what I did was nothing to scoff at. I had altered her existence and all of what constituted as her and shaped it into a Sword.

But her will aside, she herself had survived my extreme manhandling and crazy procedure.

The only reason I see the Sword as an incomplete or failed piece is because of its ability to survive all three stages of my Data Altering Procedure, but yet never manifest a Skill I would have liked to bestow.

Hinamori had become a Sword but she was very much alive. How alive you might ask, well alive enough to incessantly chatter with me.

She softly said “What did you do to me ?”.

Okay it wasn’t incessant chatter, I just find her annoying.

“Lady shut the hell up, will you. You have asked that question enough to know I won’t answer. It’s more like even if I did answer, most of it would fly way above your mortal mind and I don’t want a deranged Sword around me”.

But truthfully I just didn’t like Hinamori even before I reached the Villainous Aizen Arc.

Her character was the kind that I would hate to see in a functional human being.

To be fair I loved Aizen as a villain. So yeah, I am a bit biased towards Villains and Anti-Heroes.

To me they speak in a way that connects, and its always about the gritty reality of the world and honestly whose reality isn’t filled with pain and hurt and all sorts of problems.

Only the ignorant fall for the lies that Society instills, free will is not a choice as many would like to believe.

People aren’t so simple like that, my free will in another’s eyes might not matter as his in front of mine. So yeah I am a bit of a Pessimistic Guy, but thats what knowledge is like.

Pessimistic and Factual to the world.

Fairy Tales may be what all want, but none fill their lives with it.

In short words, she is just too detached from Reality, in other words her character is so naive and innocuous, that if somebody told me that she was a noble or a princess, I might have believed it more than any other backstory she might have across infinite parallel worlds of Bleach.

No wonder she can’t achieve Bankai.

If I had to rate her as an anime character, I’d call her third rate, Izuru as well, Renji would barely qualify as second rate.

She then suddenly softly mouthed out “Did you just think something bad about me ?”.

“Women and there sixth non sense”.

I wasn’t denying that I dissed her in my mind, she just wasn’t worth my attention.

I could destroy the Sword she resides in any time, but yet as if her life is on her own mercy, she crazily stays out of tune with reality even after her life has ended.

She stayed silent for a while, and just as I was relishing the silence she asked me “Why did you do that ?”.

“Mori can I call you that ?”.

Without even asking for her agreement I continued my own prattling.

“I have done a lot of things, can you be more specific as to what, or we can entirely scr.a.p.e this conversation and I can finally do what I want”.

But nevertheless she stood tall and asked “Why were you there in our Fake Hollow training ?”.

“Hmmmm”.

Clap, Clap, Clap, Clap, Clap

“Oh is someone getting smart”.

Clapping my hands, I left her in shambles, but I knew what kind of thoughts she had. That this was a pre planned strategy by me.

“Hey for your information I did plan to hunt you three, but being invited was never part of the plan, nor would I invite other Hollows to share in my feast. I am a selfish guy”.

As her mind stopped working she simply said aloud “Your Lying”.

Pfffft.

It was funny.

“Now why would I lie to you, I don’t think that sort of action is what you would expect of the winner in the sort of massacre we had”.

To be perfectly fair, I really wanted to tell her that it was Aizen’s plan, but Meh, let her do what she likes, not like she can hurt me even at her best.

“Then, then….”.

She was trembling or should I say the Sword was trembling but anyway.

“Let’s forego this line of talk I have got things to do”.

You might say, why have you not destroyed the sword yet. Well I have got a plan for her, I won’t tell you right now, remain in suspense, for my joy.

Rambunctious as I was, I continued on my routine of hunting, refining, testing, creating and eating.

The only addition being an extra useless sword around me.

After a few days of my exploration I quietly sat down for a few days. Seeing me take a break from my somewhat mundane and daily tasks made Hinamori feel more braver.

She braced herself and asked me “Why are you so different from the other Hollows ?”.

I denied her the answer, but why is a Shinigami any different from a Hollow. To others it might be a good question, to me though it doesn’t matter in any way, because both are perfect ingredients for my Swords, nothing more.

Basking in my silence she then asked “Why do you live your life like a….. “.

“A Role Playing Game”

She didn’t know what a Game was, Soul Society may be advanced in some sort of study, but they are really not viewing humanity as a sight to learn from, but to neglect and never come in contact with.

They do have the strength and insane ways to do so, but they don’t have to do so. To forego all sorts of knowledge just to further some sort of rule that is complete bullshit.

So before she could ask ‘what is a game’, I directly smashed her head with the insane amount of information about Games, leaving her mind doing circles.

After digesting the knowledge about games her gaze turned accusatory and she proclaimed “How could you view the world like this ?”.

“Oh please you can kill Hollows, play games with them, count them, exterminate them, then it’s fine. But a Hollow can’t fight back, well flash news some Hollows prefer to hunt and play with their food just like some Shinigami do with their prey”.

I don’t want to talk to people who don’t understand this basic rule – ‘I can means others can as well’.

“You guys are like the Order of Jedi’s before they took part in the Clone Wars. Bound by all sorts of rules and regulations, always preaching order but at the first sign of something new, brand it a crime”.

“To me your world is like an RPG, I gain levels take part in events and log out after I am done. Why should I bother with your story when I know it’s not gonna change anything in me or bother my psyche or let me question my morality. I already know I am not a good guy. Is it the shounen premise to make some Anti-Heroes and Villains into Heroes”.

Hinamori was astonished, but if she had to say or make a statement of what a powerful being like me was doing, Childish would be the perfect word.

“Your just like a Child given extreme power to the point you don’t know what to do with it. Like an Innocent Beast you run amok weaker beings trying to prove something for some reason”.

It was an honest statement, an irrefutable one.

So irrefutable that it left me irritated, you are a child, your whole genetics screams a foolish child.

I had a whole slew of curses to pour on her but I had to be the bigger being here. So I let her be, until I thought of one problem, in fact the greatest one that made me hate Hinamori more than just not liking her.

“Ahahahahaha”.

I was grinning beyond measure, beyond hopes and she didn’t know why, but her non-existent flesh tingled and she knew there was a bad joke in my grin.

But uncaring of her thoughts I went out and caught a Hollow and started making something. Something that would block this nonsensical debate with a Princess Sword that I was having.

Her mind in a panic she asked me “Why are you smilling like someone who has struck gold ?”.

I looked at her disdainful, but not stopping the creation, said to her “Even if I did tell you, you wouldn’t know ever !”.

Because until she was stabbed by her Idol, she was the kind to never think with her mind but follow her heart. So even if I gave her all the clues, she would still miss the point and that too by a huge margin of error.

She was trembling, feeling that something was wrong, something was amiss, but she couldn’t think what.

Then the crafting was done and finally the Sheathe that would block her entirety from the world was created.

Should have done at the earliest, but I did feel lonely, so talking to her was kind of nice. The debate just went too philosophical and deep, but right now her nonsensical opinions are being annoyingly unnecessary.

Oh right I just don’t like her.

Hinamori saw the Sheathe and she felt it, something that would seal her or deal with her forever.

Those were the only two options.

But she had to know, the reason for my creepy grin. So she asked “Why were you smiling ?”

She was pleading, her voice shaky, her will crumbling.

There were a hundred ways to tell her, a hundred different ways to make her know, but I opted for the one with the most mystery of all.

“You know the most Innocuous Little Beast among us is still you”.

Her non-existent eyes widened.

But I continued on “Because even I know just what I am doing and how much I am impacting others, in that kind of regard I am far better than the best version of you”.

“Because you my Little Beast, don’t even know the impact you have had on a certain someone and just how far you have made him fall in the Abyss, far beyond measure and far more desperate than before my interference”.

“He will be filled with rage and bloodl.u.s.t like never before, vengeance will become his creed, but his endgoal will always point towards someone else, someone illusive”.

Aizen, Renji, or Izuru is the name I am about to hear and that’s just how sad it is.

Wracking her brains she asked me “Is it Renji, no maybe it’s Izuru or could it be Aizen Sama”.

“Ahahahahaha”

My cackling laughter stretched across the desert. My voice colder than before and my gaze fiercer.

“How tragic”.

She knew there was someone else in the answer, but couldn’t help but think of only those three, since she was a teammate of two of them, and the last one was her Idol and someone who showed concern for her.

“That’s something for you to ponder on and something for me to know”.

With that I sheathed her in the newly created sheath and sealed her.

Click

“Believe me you will have all the time in the world for such a simple task”.

With that done I went around, finally doing what I was supposed to do in these few days of silence.

Become a Vasto Lorde.