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The heart. What is it? Is it an emotion? Is it hate? It is love?
The woman simply says it can be all of those things. How so? Most things serve only one function. How could one little thing do so many tasks? My hand reaches to where my heart should be. Its empty.
The woman was foolish enough to ask why my heart was no longer there, even though she knew the answer. Was she trying to test me? My amount of knowledge and intelligence was far better than hers, having been accumulated over the hundreds of years.
"Hollows have no hearts," I replied. It should have been painstakingly obvious to this woman. Perhaps, I overestimated her. I considered her a woman due to her seemingly able observations that she made in her world. I was wrong. She is nothing but a girl, who has not thought outside the box about the worlds and their differences between each other.
"I know that," the girl replied. "Why you think so, is my question."
"…..My heart served its purpose long ago." I admit to thinking about this question. It stumped me. For the first time in my hollow existence, a question stumped me.
"Your heart is still there," she said. "You just need to find its purpose, first."
I need to find its purpose. Even if I did, how would I control it? Is it automated, or must I continue to oil and repair it throughout my existence? I served Lord Aizen so that he can fulfill his dreams of becoming the ruler of the worlds. Nothing else was fueled by my existence any longer.
"What does your heart exist for, girl?" Her reply was so fast and quick, and I wonder if she has thought out the entire conversation before-hand.
"To help out others, silly!"
I am in awe of her reply. Out of all things to use her heart for, she chooses to let it be open for others. What a foolish mistake. People will take advantage of her in that way. I only nod my head to her answer.
"Would you be willing to open your heart to me?" I asked. Once again, she gets me once more with her answer.
"It already is," she says. "That's why if you don't find your heart, I will do it for you!"
Perhaps, she doesn't need to help me. I found my heart that day. As of now, it exists to help me understand that woman more. Maybe as the days go by, it will find some more purposes. Maybe, just maybe, it will let me help her.