PROLOGUE
SOUL SOCIETY,
There was once a time when soul society was known as the place where souls can rest, soul reapers are trained and so on. But today, the place is nothing, the grassy mountains are now deep craters, the fresh air now carries darkness. This all happened that day, when soul society lost their hope at the hands of the almighty.
It was a soul reaper, scribbling in a diary. The soul reaper's appearance was bad, messy long hair covering the face and wounds and bandages all over the soul reaper's hands and feet. Suddenly a man dressed in white appeared and started to scream.
"You, what are you doing here"
The soul reaper ran away, but dropped the diary.
"Hmphh, another pesky soul reaper" the man said as he picked up the diary
"What is this" he thought, puzzled
He opened it and found a name written on it, probably of that soul reaper.
The name of the soul reaper was Rukia Kuchiki.