Bleach: Agent of the Shinigami
Prologue
We stand in awe before
That which cannot be seen
And we respect with every fiber of
That which cannot be explained
A solitary figure stands erect before the full moon, features stretched into a mask of driven purpose, violet eyes glinting in the moonlight. Short dark hair cascades down the slender shoulders, framing the face; one lone strand hangs between her eyes.
'I sense strong spirit energy close by…'
Leaping over the fence, the stranger disappears.
And so fell the sword of fate...
