Prologue: The Knight and The Ram
I was born within a world full of darkness, I wasn't born a man nor a reaper, but a hollow. A creature that was meant to hate, destroy, and feast upon those weaker than me.
I did, I feasted upon those weaker than me, but unlike the others, I found no joy, no satisfaction with the newfound power I received with each new meal.
All I felt was sadness.
An existence that was only meant to hurt others was not an existence I wanted to live...
...but I did not want to die either, so I kept feasting.
As I evolved, so did my mind, and my morals did as well.
Instead of accepting this cruel fate, I believed that I could be better than this. I believed that even though I was a hollow I didn't have to be a monster, a wild beast that fed on others. Justice, Selflessness, Courage...Kindness, those words took root within my mind, and soon my form.
The mouth I used to devour others was covered up by a faceplate, the rest of my mask soon followed. The front of it surrounded my faceplate, covering my brow, leaving only my eyes and the bridge of my nose visible. My unproportionate monstrous body changed into one that resembled a human. Rounded shoulders plates went on my broad shoulders, then a chassis that covered my chest and upper back. Gauntlets to replace my sharp claws. Greaves to help me stand my ground with faulds to protect my waist, and tassets to protect the side of my upper thighs, with silky cloth dangling from the front and back of the tassets, in between my legs, reaching down to my ankles. The armour itself was White just like a hollows mask while the parts that weren't such as my arms, legs, and abdomen were covered by a layer of jet black layer reiatsu.
Then my eyes changed. The black sclera and yellow iris were replaced by a majestic blue that looked to be made out of pure reiatsu itself.
I became a Vasto Lorde.
A Vasto Lore who embodied the idea to safeguard life.
I became a knight.
A knight who was a paragon of Hope.
The only part I was missing was my heart, the hole in the middle still signifying that I didn't have one, I would prove it wrong.
When the Soul Reapers were in a time of need, I arrived, I saved them. In return they attacked me, calling me a beast but I too would prove them wrong. I would be there to save them time and time again, and they soon realized that I wasn't the enemy. When their Head Captain was just as bad as their enemy, they turned to me to lead them.
Together, we beat the Quincys.
Ushered in a new era of peace.
The words that changed me, I used to change the soul society itself.
My actions were recognized, and I was bestowed a heart that granted me powers that I didn't think were possible to even have.
A heart was not the only thing that was given to that day, but also a name. A name inspired thousands.
I had a name, I had a heart, but I didn't feel complete.
It wasn't until many years later when I saved a Vasto Lorde whose form was that of a half-woman, half-horse, did I find what I was looking for. I was encapsulated by her hazel eyes and she was drawn to mine as well.
Her name was Nelliel Tu Odleschwanck.
She stayed with me after I healed her, declaring that she owes me for saving her life. The months that would follow would be the happiest moments of my life. As the months went by we became closer to each other. She would often put her head on my chest whenever she thought I was asleep, she would often just stare blankly into my eyes, she would recover shortly and have an embarrassed reaction that would humour him. We were experiencing an emotion that was foreign to us and while she acted on them, I was reluctant too.
Ironically, I was the one to say "I love you" first, face to face at least.
That was the day I had to leave her, for the threat I stopped many years ago had just resurfaced and I couldn't let Nelliel get hurt.
So I left her, but a day never goes by when I don't think of her.
My name is Optimus Prime and this is my story.
I do not remember my life before being a hollow, all I remember is that I wasn't saved.
I waited and waited but a Soul Reaper never came, so I was condemned to this fate.
When I became an adjuchas I swore that I wouldn't need to be saved again, I would become strong, but I wouldn't become a beast and devour the souls of the helpless. I would devour those who were stronger if not equal to me, and soon enough I became a Vasto Lorde.
The peak of hollow strength but even then, I found myself at the mercy of others. I distinctly remember the smell of my blood, my body on the ground as I found myself defeated at the hands of a group made out of other Vasto Lorde.
I prepared myself for what would come next, prepared myself for my death, for I knew nobody would come and rescue me. There were only monsters here, and only monsters were the ones that prospered in Hueco Mundo. Those who tried to be better, ended up dead, just like I was going too, but the killing blow never came.
I waited and waited, until I felt a hand touch my shoulder, feel its touch fix my broken body.
That was when I saw him. His jet black body was clad in armour, he had shoulder plates that resembled mine but that wasn't what had drawn my attention.
It was eyes.
They glowed a majestic blue, which made me feel instantly at ease.
They were warm and looked at me with the utmost worry.
When he spoke to me with his voice, I was surprised. It wasn't raspy and crippeld like the majority of hollows, instead, it was warm, both soft and strong at the same time.
His mere presence was warm. His reiatsu wrapped me in a blanket, and for the first time, I felt…
...I felt safe.
His name was Optimus Prime, and he had a heart.
When I gazed into his eyes I felt something and I know he did too. I said something to convince him to let me be with him. To follow him. I've never had a group of some sort in Hueco Mundo, spent so many years here alone. The beasts I once grouped with thought of me as weak for having morality, they tried to kill me for it, but he thought of me as strong for having it.
Strong for being able to abandon my instincts for reason, strong for trying to be better.
The months we had together are the greatest memories I've ever had. We became closer to each other, and the feelings we had for each other grew as well. He would protect me, and although I said I didn't need it, he would still do it anyway. At first, I thought of it as him thinking I'm weak, but I realized later that he didn't think of me as weak, he just couldn't stand the sight of me getting hurt. He would sneak glances at me, and although he thought I didn't notice, I did.
It was ironic really, the man who spoke of courage and bravery was too shy to act on his feelings. I wasn't one to talk though, I confessed when he was asleep.
But when he finally did, all I felt was pain.
For the next thing I knew, he was gone before I could even say those words back.
Now I serve a Soul Reaper known as Aizen.
Lord Aizen.
He approached me with the proposition to serve him and gain greater power. But more importantly, the opportunity to see Optimus again.
Now I spend my day's yearning for him.
Reading a book about him.
The pages are torn and the front has faded but I treasure it.
It tells tales about how he led armies, how he rarely lost a battle, and how not even Baraggan Louisenbairn, the ex-god king of Hueco Mundo could stand up to him.
Whenever I read it I can't help but think of the times when I would just fall asleep listening to his heartbeat.
Those days will come again, and I will say the words I've always wanted to say.
"I love you Optimus prime."
My name is Nelliel Tu Odelschwanck and this is my story.
Okay, I like this alot more than the original one. Why give the prologue to one character when there's two? I also hope this clarifies things such as goals and makes the love feel less forced.
Who knows? Maybe I just inadvertently made this shittier.
Anyways, before you go saying anything, i'm not gonna rewrite everything everytime time bc i get constructive criticism, i was planning on doing this anyways.
Also i changed the description, i couldn't read it due to cringe.
Hope its better but its hard making one when you can barley write a story (joking on that part)
Anyways that's one thing down.