Prelude:
Whispers
My blade speaks to me again, find it. Do not stop. Kill them all until you find it.
Freezing wind and ice flew around me as I entered the Sei Rei Tei. Everything else was trivial. I was driven by only one thing; the hunt. Useless soul after useless soul tried to opposed me, only to be frozen on the spot. "Die," I whispered to them, "you will all die. It must happen … in order to … save them … to save the-"
Something cut me off; a searing pain in my right shoulder. I glance down, red … blood. I'm hurt. But who hurt me? I look around, only to see an old man standing before me. His name surfaced in my mind automatically, Head Captain Yamamoto. He was surrounded by flames. Shouting above the whistling of the wind, he commanded, "Turn back now, frozen soul! We have nothing for you!"
He lies! My sword shouts at me, we know one of the captains has it! Now, kill the geezer and find it! I nodded and raised the blade high above my head, "You must all die … in order to save the world of the living."