"Is Kenpachi, who killed people, now going to be a doctor who saves lives and heals the wounded?"
This is...where?
Empty...nothing...
very familiar……
When...have I been here?
Maozhihua stood in the void in confusion. This place... was very familiar.
"Is Kenpachi, who killed people, now going to be a doctor who saves lives and heals the wounded?"
The voice came again, as if she must hear Unohana's answer before she would be satisfied.
Maozhihua didn't answer, couldn't answer, and she didn't know how long it took before she uttered a sound.
"It's the deceased..."
Unohana Retsu said softly, "The slayer Kenpachi is dead, and the dead Kenpachi became a doctor."
"Are you running away?"
The voice came out again, still echoing throughout the void.
"It's not about escaping, but..."
Maozhihua said seriously
"inherited……"
"Leave the inheritance to that little boy? Don't you want to surpass him? Don't you want to continue fighting?"
"Although many people ask, this is my answer all the time. Only he is qualified to be named Kenpachi. No matter how many battles I fight... they can't compare to the battle I fought with him... all the previous battles,
It’s all a fight for the inheritance in the future.”
Maozhihualie chuckled, and she raised her head and looked at the endless void, a world with no top, no bottom, no front and no back.
"This place is very familiar. Why don't you show up and meet your old friend? Maozhihua..."
Then she stared at the darkness in the void and softly called a name, the name that was once hers but was abandoned by her.
"Eight thousand flow..."
Then, a woman appeared in the void. Her face was exactly the same as Unohana Retsu, except that her long hair was placed behind instead of tied in front.
"We meet again."
The figure that emerged from the darkness was the other Unohana Yachiryu who appeared in the ghost hand space.
She didn't die after being killed?
"I am you, I... will not die." Now a long knife appeared in the hand of the only Yachiru. She slowly raised it and pointed the blade at Unohana Retsu.
"Did you hear that? Everyone is...crying."
"...We are all excited." Maozhihualie responded lightly, "No one in this world understands me better than Jijing..."
"Can't we cry just because we understand?" Yaqianliu couldn't help laughing. "Pick up your sword and kill everything you have. Then fight with me and kill me just like before!"
"I said, I won't fight anymore." Uozhihua Lie shook his head unmoved.
"...Then go die." Unohana Yachiru waved the Zanpakutō in her hand. Her strength and speed were exactly the same as Unohana's, and when the latter had no intention of resisting, it was enough to kill her in an instant.
Its an instant kill.
The approaching blade had already made Uzhihua smell the smell of blood and death. With her eyes, she could naturally see that this was a blow that could kill her instantly.
But she still didn't move or resist, and then it stopped at her neck, with the blade less than a millimeter away from her throat.
"You...have really fallen."
Unohana Yaqianliu took a deep breath, she suddenly sheathed her sword, and then turned around
"I'm done with both of you, and I will no longer recognize you as my master!"
She walked forward without hesitation, and soon completely disappeared into the darkness.
Unohana Retsu just watched her disappear, and then closed her eyes with a hint of sadness. She also turned around and walked in the completely opposite direction of Unohana Yachiriu.
Soon, she was also swallowed up by the darkness and disappeared without a trace.
And after waiting for her to disappear without a trace, the world changed again. The void and darkness dissipated, revealing a desolate burial ground.
The world is covered with mountains of white bones, death and silence everywhere, everywhere...
Kill!
"She has made up her mind."
At this time, the figure of Unohana Yachiru appeared again, and where she was looking, there was a mysterious shadow wearing a yellow cloak.
She replied in a hoarse and confused voice, "I can understand her. She is just a walking corpse now. She can't be happy even if she fights like this."
"Unlike Kazan's two battles, they were evenly matched in those two battles, and one was the God of Death and the other was the Hollow..."
"But this time, the battle with that boy was saved only by his compassionate sealing of himself. It was a battle between the God of Death and the God of Death... I can understand why she would become like this."
"I am her, and she is me." Unohana Yaqianliu shook his head, "I can think of everything you can think of, but...are you willing to do it?"
"Are you willing to seal the sword like this for a hundred years? A thousand years? Or longer?!"
"Are you willing to continue like this? Are you willing to no longer experience the joy of fighting?"
"I……"
How can you be... willing?
Zanpakutō are swords that are activated by the Shinigami injecting his soul essence into a shallow strike. Their souls are originally the same as their masters.
In the battle between Unohana and Zaraki, she experienced the fun of the extreme death battle, but Kazuji did not feel the fun in fighting the other party.
Because the opponent's Zanpakutō is sleeping...
That is an unknown knife...
"I can not be reconciled."
In the soul world of Maozhihua, it said this
"Very good, then let us exist in a new form."
Unohana Yachiru stretched out her hand and gently pressed it on the top of the yellow cloak. Then their bodies became distorted, and a ray of light came out of the cloak and merged with her.
Then, the figure of Unohana Yaqianliu disappeared...
She and a part of her were separated from Unohana, just like Kusuka Yachiryu in the original work...
Floating in the Pure Spirit Pavilion, floating in the Soul Society, until it can take shape, and then...
Enter the realm of God.
"You...are eager to fight, right?"
In an endless and vast world, someone was calling them like this.
"I'm eager to fight." Unohana Yachiriu Yujijin replied.
"Then keep fighting forever and grow to the point where you can fight me."
"Then, kill me. Or, I'll kill you."
It was a violent consciousness, fighting endlessly on the endless battlefield, and then one person stood at the end. He was extremely tall, about 1.5 times the size of a normal human being.
His body is dark purple, his hair is golden, and he wears a long sword on his waist.
"Who are you?" Unohana Yachiru felt a little afraid of this man. This was a feeling he had never felt before.
Enemies just need to be killed.
But the man in front of me cannot be killed no matter what!
"My name is Casillas, the one who gives you...life and fighting."
"Show up, chase the power, and when you reach my domain, fight with me! In the name of the conqueror Casillas, I give it to you..."