Last Hope

by Blue-Harts

I write this as my last hope. I write to you because I want you to know what will happen to us. I do not know if we will become corrupt by this war. Or if we win with victory. I do not know if we will see the blue sky again. I can only hope we do.

1. October 8, 1913

A/N: This is an inspiration from Bioshock: Infinite. Please take note that I do not own Bleach.

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October 8, 1913

I have decided to write this to the world's future because I do not know if my lifetime will end in peril. This is my last hope. I will write my story so people will know what had happened on these dark, dark days.

The Espada have taken over this world and they follow orders from the one man I thought we could trust. Sōsuke Aizen. He has betrayed us all, and now, Aizen will rule this world—creating his perfect world he preached too many times.

Hueco Mundo would slowly become a reality. Aizen will rule his domain with his Espada pets following his every command. And the Hollows will follow under the Espada's command. And the rest of the Shinigami's will slowly become Hollows.

We have lost too many.

Will we ever see the blue sky again?

Will this war ever end?

My hands are soaked with blood. Black blood. Red blood. I cannot stop the killing I create because I feel too alive when I hear their screams and see their blood.

I want to feel alive. I want to feel alive again.

I DO NOT WANT TO BECOME A HOLLOW.

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A/N: I hope you enjoyed this little...journal entry. I'm debating on whether I should continue this and if I should have this a tragedy/romance fiction, if I continue. Please let me know because I am stuck.