I can't stand it anymore. Why do you worship Aizen so strongly? All I want is for you to see me but he takes up all your thoughts and actions. How can I draw your attention away from the one sitting up on that throne, the one who pretends to care about us but truthfully only sees us as pawns. I can't figure out what you see in him, he may be strong but does he do anything with it? No he sits there on that oversized throne forcing us to do all his work only using his reiatsu to force us to follow his will. It's not even right for him to have the amount of control he does, he's a shinigami, our enemy, why do you worship the very ground he walks on? This makes absolutely no sense to me but I guess in the end it's just part of who you are and you just wouldn't be Ulquiorra without your unfailing loyalty to the man. I hope that one day you will find someone else to hold your attention though, you shouldn't have to serve someone who only sees you as a weapon to be disposed of once you have outlived your use, I tried to free you but I failed. This wasn't really surprising but as things start to go dark I promise that I will survive, get stronger, and one day free you from that undeserving man.
Why did you do it? Even you aren't foolish enough to believe you can defeat Aizen-sama, to even try is suicide. More than that I want to know why you looked at me the way you did before preforming this idiotic action. I thought I knew what you thought of me but I never figured you would go so far, it is impossible for you to feel strongly enough. We arrancar have no heart thus we don't feel, that's how it's always been and that's why we are called hollows. Then again you have always defied logic so why would this be any different? In the end I guess I did know that you, unlike me, could feel and it would get you in trouble one day. I just never expected you to go this far. When you walked into the room it was obvious that you were in a worse mood than normal but that was overlooked. It wasn't until halfway through the meeting that things took a turn for the worst. I had just finished my report when you went strangely serious before drawing your sword and attacking our leader. The battle can't even be called such, he cut you down too fast for it to be a proper battle. You are lucky that Aizen-sama did not kill you immediately although you are gravely wounded. As I walk out of the room where you lay paler than even me, ignoring the strange constriction in my chest, I realize that I am actually worried about you trash. Don't you dare die Grimmjow Jeagerjaques.