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Chapter 1
The young teenage girl looked at the night sky. She sat on a large boulder. Surrounding her, there was a wasteland of sand and bones. The moon was the only light in the entire inner world.
The girl had almost albino white skin. Her eyes were crimson red. Her hair was midnight black and hung down to her waist. Her hair was slightly curly. There were strings of bells weaved into her hair, making a soft tinkling sound in the slight breeze of the wind. Her chest was completely flat. She wore a black kimono that covered her entire body, exposing nothing. She had scars all over her body that were paler than her already very pale skin.
The girl had been there for over 150 years. She had given up calling for her master years ago. Now, she stayed silent, watching the moon. It was the only thing she could do. She knew her master would never answer her calls, call her name out. It was hopeless. A tiny part of her still held hope and occasionally, she still called out, but that little hope was almost diminished. The last time she had tried calling out was 50 years ago.
Every now and then, the other zanpakuto would visit her and encourage her to not give up. But even then, it didn't help. The young zanpakuto spirit was lonely. There was a hole inside her that could only be filled when her master finally answered her calls.
One day, a voice came.
"Follow your instincts and come out," the voice said. "I will grant your desires; just follow your instincts."
The young girl felt herself move without her permission. Suddenly, she was no longer in her home. She was in a forest surrounded by other zanpakuto spirits.
"Welcome," a familiar voice said.
They all turned to see a tall, thin, and pale man. He had dark brown hair with two bangs that hung over his face. His eyes were turquoise colored and circled by purple. His finger nails were very long and made a clacking sound whenever he curled them. He wore a long white robe that had fur lining. He had purple manacles on his wrists as well. He wore a permanent frown on his face.
"I am Muramasa," the man said. "I have freed you from your masters. You have the freedom to fulfill your desires now."
