Disclaimer: Tite Kubo owns Bleach. Not me.
Inside the dimension created from the uncontrolled power of the King's Seal stood the source of the chaos occurring right now. Up above a tower encased in purple ice, stood a dragon of the same color with red eyes and glowing yellow energy from the royal artifact that manipulated all space and time inside the dimension.
Outside, three of the Gotei 13 Captains give all their power to prevent the dimension from expanding and engulfing all of Soul Society. Inside, all buildings, temples and the others alike collapsed and crumbled. The power released from the clashing of the Hollow and the Shinigami were so intense that it obliterated every piece of rubble in their path. But no matter what the Shinigami did to destroy the Hollows, they would regenerate until they're brand new again. The battle seemed nearly endless.
Then two Shinigami, in their Bankai and their massive energy radiating off their bodies, charged ahead of all the Menos when their comrades cleared a path for them so they wouldn't be apprehended by the masked beasts.
The large dragon sensed them getting closer, and to defend himself he sent several ice dragons towards them. One dodged them with his unmatched speed, while the other sent his own ice dragon towards the three heading for him and they clashed into a mass of ice.
But as they were up, facing the dragon, they didn't know what came next. Two more dragons, larger and fiercer, encircled their enemy and immediately hit them. Neither was prepared, so the both of them were too late to defend themselves. All below could only watch as they fell to the ground, lifeless and totally defeated. Then, a loud laugh of victory allowed them to know that they were dead. Horror filled their spirits, and soon, they grew exhausted and got overthrown by the Hollows.
They lost.
Hueco Mundo was empty in the number of Hollows roaming the place, and massive in size as if the place has no end. The fake moon and the fake sky draped over the pale sand. Sandstorms come once in a while, whether strong or mild. If there was noise, it would be only the whooshing of the wind and the scattering of the sand.
Minutes went by, then the powerful winds settled as strong Reiryoku appeared out of nowhere, slowly materializing into two forms, into two boys that were once a Shinigami, now of their counterpart or rather, the form of their enemies. Their faces looked the same, but their body has a new addition. Fragments of the masks of a Hollow, even though they were never a Hollow before.
On the one with the white hair, his mask is circular and wraps around his neck, the mask having teeth in the middle portion. And the one with the orange hair is masked on the upper left part of his face, with the part of the mask. The one he wore just before he perished not so long ago.
Both lied in each other's embrace in their sleep. For one last time, the whole battle played in their mind. Even their conflicts before the main war started. The drama and pain they had to face. The past's ghosts going back. And finally, their unfortunate demise. Then the memories shattered like fragile glass, turning from one whole object into small microscopic pieces that seemed irreparable.
To be continued . . .