October 31, 1913

We were attacked eighteen days ago. The Hollows managed to enter the Soul Society. We were in combat for ten days, trying to rid of them all. But the Hollows continued to come.

This was all Aizen's doing.

Hundreds were injured, but thankfully, none were dead. Orihime has been busy, along with everyone else. I have been busy myself, but not for preparing for the war. Urahara has asked me to visit him in his "private" sanctuary. He says I have a special mission in this war. I only wish I knew what it was.

I suppose I should tell you who I am, right?

My name is Kurosaki Ichigo, and I am twenty years old. I never knew about the Soul Society or the Soul Reapers. I was only an average person waking every morning, going to work, and coming home to repeat it all. My life is nothing special. I am just an average person. I met Aizen first, and then I gradually met Renji, Toshiro, Rangiku, and many others. Then I met her…

Kuchiki Rukia.

There was something different about her; something that made my heart beat faster than usual. We became close quickly. We were practically inseparable. It was one year later when everything went to hell for us all, and it was one year later that separated Rukia and me and brought this war upon us all.

Life had become a living hell.