Heyo, I'm writing this story until I get over my writer's block for my other ones and then I'll start working on them again but this story will be continuing along with them, so without further ado; the prologue.

"Speech"

"Thoughts / mental communication"

"Powerful attacks"

In a canyon an unknown distance away from Karakura Town, there was a strange man, no, to call it a man anymore would be incorrect in describing the white creature that was perched at the top of a recently created plateau staring towards an enormous crater spewing flames. It was recently created as an accidental side effect of the battle between titans that was underway.

The creature had six large white wings that have a head at each tip and all possessed an eye like design near the center of them. Its torso and limbs were completely white with the exception of the hands and feet which were black, with the torso having three holes punching halfway through its body ascending vertically along the body.

Its head however, was completely revolting. The skin was completely black with three white eyes and a mouth that is less a mouth and more a collection of teeth bound tightly together like those of a monster. The only indication of the human that the creature once was, would be the remnants of a face that appeared as though it was simply pushed to the side without its eyes or mouth, and the long brown hair that was waving in the wind.

This abomination is the 'Evolved' former captain of the Soul Society, Aizen.

With almost non-existent effort, Aizen flew off his perch towards the center of the inferno, grabbing his opponent from within the flames and creating three white rings around him that, when being created, released enough pressure to extinguish the fire entirely.

Holding his victim by the neck, Aizen opened his mouth, revealing the disgusting grey within "It's over Ichigo Kurosaki!" he boasted.

"Is it?" The named victim, Ichigo, replied.

Ichigo is a tall man with neck length orange hair that covered a pair of strong, but kind, brown eyes, his face set in a permanent scowl. He was garbed in black pants and a tattered black Shihakusho that billows in the wind. It is missing both of its arms which revealed a heavily burned left arm, and a right arm with a chain dangling from his mid-bicep, with a chain-like marking spiraling up his arm from his hand, which is covered in a black substance.

Extending out from his arm as though it was an extension is a black daito katana blade with a swastika shaped guard at the point where it meets his hand, which has been merged completely with it. This is his Zampakuto, Zangetsu.

"Over you say?" Ichigo continued, completely unfazed by the monstrous Aizen's grip, "Is this all you've got?" As he said this he swung his blade, shattering not only the rings, but also sending Aizen flying back towards the cliff with no more than a light grunt of effort.

Aizen's 'face' contorted in surprise "What? I'm on an entirely different level than you!" his grotesque form shifted as though to say more but Ichigo cut it off.

"Aizen… Let's end this already..." he began as he lowered his head "I've grown sick of your… arguments…"

Following his statement, Ichigo began releasing a massive amount of Reiatsu, creating a massive light blue pillar of energy that seemed to draw all of the surrounding shadows towards it, slowly turning the pillar into a void of pure darkness.

Aizen stared at the massive amount of power in shock, he had assumed that his opponent had transformed all of his Reiatsu into physical prowess but that no longer seemed to be the case as his mind tried to catch up to this new development.

When the pillar finally dissipated, Ichigo stood in the middle, appearing much different than he had before.

He now had waist-length, midnight black hair, crimson red eyes and black markings on his revealed skin, as little as there was because most of it, except his upper left torso and his left arm, were covered in a gray bandage looking material or a midnight black cloak that fell from his waist to his feet. Surrounding him, there were hundreds of thin wisps of darkness floating about, spontaneously jumping to and from his skin.

"This is the Final Getsuga Tensho… me… becoming Getsuga itself…" Ichigo revealed as he met Aizen's gaze.

"Impossible…" Aizen thought as he tried to sense Ichigo's power level "I still can't sense him… which must mean…"

"You've evolved even further than me? That's not possible!" the abomination shouted with wide eyes.

Ichigo said nothing but he began to lift his hand, all of the wisps flying towards it, loosely forming the shape of a sword. When his hand was fully outstretched above his head he said a single word, "Mugetsu" and swung his arm down.

Aizen froze, the entire world blanketed by darkness, he felt something cutting into his chest but he couldn't acknowledge it even as he completely faded away, leaving no trace.

When the world finally returned to normal, there was no trace of Aizen or the Hogyoku, the artifact that gave him his power to begin with… but perhaps most importantly, there was no trace of Ichigo either. The Final Getsuga Tensho having taken its due toll as its name implies; the life of its user.

Floating in an abyss Ichigo stirred awake, seeing nothing but darkness until he looked 'above' himself. Floating in a similar sate as himself were the two beings that made up his Zampakuto.

The first, representing his Shinigami and Hollow powers was a completely white version of himself with black scleras and yellow iris, complete with a white Shihakusho in contrast to his black.

The other was a tall young man with shaggy black hair, green eyes and pale skin. He was wearing a long black coat with a white lined hood. He represents Ichigo's Quincy powers.

While both beings were a part of Ichigo and together made Zangetsu, Ichigo has taken to calling his Hollow half Shiro and his Quincy half Tensa.

Manipulating himself to have a hold on his two partners, Ichigo smiled to himself "Heh, well I suppose it's fitting we all go out together" he thought before his vision was completely engulfed in white.

When Ichigo awoke, his life would be changed forever…

Prologue, end.

So I hope you all enjoy this story, and I hope that I did a bit of a justice to the badass final fight with Aizen. Quite a bit of this story's already planned out so I at least know where I want to go with this story and I'm going to be working backwards from there so that I can keep things making sense. This story will start on episode 4 of Soul Eater and that will happen next chapter. Cya!