Continue on.
Amber eyes stared terrifying at the red that covered his whole hand. Small droplets of blood falling down, joining the pool of the crimson liquid on the floor.
"No." He whispers, eyes glued at the prone auburn haired woman who laid beside him. A gaping hole at the center of her chest, staining the pureness of her white skin.
"No." He repeats again, wrapping his arms around her lifeless body and pulling her as close to him as possible. His face buried at the nap of her hair, the smell of blood, her blood, making him gag.
"No." He squeeze her body tighter.
He will never hear her laughter.
"No." He cries now.
Never see her brilliant smile or radiant eyes.
"No." His tears mixing with her blood.
The taste of her lips gone forever.
"No." His mind in shambles.
The feel of her hand on his hand forgotten.
"NO!" He screams to the heavens above.
Next time, I promise to protect you.
But how can you protect them from yourself?
No Aizen illusion here people. This one real.
Have a nice day.