Masque's Harlequin

by PlainReader

At the lost of his powers, Ichigo realize this is just the beginning of a bigger ruse. One which he doesn't know who is who. Like in a Masques ball everyone with masks and no one know everything. And the Players are playing a very dangerous game. One that could change all the worlds. Secrets, lies, love triangles, and shocking realizations. Worth Read. Harem MxM Now in hiatus

1. Chapter 1

"Ichigo Kurosaki, son of my sons, it is time for you to know your past and future to know your destiny. Come and fear not, my son, you are with family." A calm voice in the middle of a bright warm light echo with a sad connotation.

Ichigo blink blocking the vivid light in front of him. Before stepping determinedly towards intoxicating warmth it produced, without caring for cautions or thinking about it.

The intense light fade to normal once inside whatever that place was. Opening his eyes, Ichigo slowly taking in his surroundings, without understanding. Standing in a beautiful garden path, everything around him was golden. The green leafs, strong trees, bright strip lilies among other, even the clear pond with kio fishs glow with soft convivially in soft golden tones.

"Ichigo, son, do forgive me and your forefathers for making you pay the price for our indulges."

"Who are you?" Ichigo's dry throat made him stumbling over his words as he asked breathless at the sight around me. Ichigo glance around, looking the homey old-style Japan house and the sea without seeing who was talking.

"I am the reason of your pain. I am the reason of your future suffering. I am the reason of your mask, dear son." The voice whisper behind him.

Ichigo turn to see… himself.

Ichigo but not Ichigo. Not like his hollow Shiro. He was like Ichigo, but seem hugely tall. Through he was a inch or two taller than the real Ichigo . Had the same bright orange hair, but longer slick back on a side with hair pin similar to Byakuya yet so different. In fact this Ichigo looked similar to Byakuya, with high quality clothes, manners and mask. But this new Ichigo was open and friendly unlike Byakuya.

"Forgive me Ichigo," He said to Ichigo as he reach for the real Ichigo .

"Learn about you, your heritage, your destiny. Learn about past, learn about your truly enemy, Ichigo." The elegant Ichigo said as his lay his hand on Ichigo's head.

Ichigo's mind burn like elegant Ichigo had stab him with a white –hot rods instead of a faint brush of fingertip. The pain grew as the light grew intense. Ichigo was drowning in a glow burning light.

"Remember this Ichigo, when you are ready, when it is time. Ichigo remember this, and try to forgive your fathers. Try to forgive me, Ichigo."