I'm calling it right now. Eventually Tite Kubo is going to revive a bunch of major villians and have them unite with the Gotei 13 to fight the Spirit King. Heck, I wouldn't be surprised if he ended up making a whole color page of Aizen, Gin, Grimmjow, Ulquiorra, Ichigo, Gotei 13, the Substitute Group, Isshin, Urahara and friends storming the Royal Realm. Actually, that gives me an idea.

Credits to BleachAsylum for translations

Chapter 2.1- Ulquiorra's past

Not be, but be.

It was dark. There was nothing. I could see nothing. What is there, over there?

His emerald eyes snapped open. He could not move, not a muscle, not even a blink. He looked down at his body; it was as if he was captured and tied up.

There is nothing. I was born in the bottom of a dark pit where no light shone. As if pressed together by the darkness, uncertain of what to become; born under those dark, dark sediments.

His lone pale figure knelt at the base of a dark mountain. He raised his hand, and stared at it. It was pure white only his wings were of different color; black. His body was contrasting everything and everyone around him.

I had a white form. My comrades all had a pitch black body. In those black forms, they were most certainly eating something. Their eyes were shining in glee as they ate, their teeth glistened by the blood they were consuming. Then…

He stood; his pure form was almost illuminated by the contrasting colors. His eyes watched warily at his comrades. They were gazing back at him. Their grins showed their yellow teeth covered in blood. They pointed at him and snarled.

There was nothing to me but my eyes.

The pure figure narrowed his eyes in pity and sadness.

I killed them. And I climbed out of that place. It was a mockery , that I was born in an insufferable place.

The hollow wandered around. All he could see was sand, sand and more sand. Blood dripped down from his hands.

I felt nothing. No rather, it was possible that what I felt was 'void', yet I could hear nothing, I could bite nothing, I could smell nothing, I could feel nothing as I touch, I could not rest. And I had no companion.

He continued, walking slowly. Not going on any particular trail, just going wherever his instincts told him to go.

Just walking alone. The things reflected in my eyes have no meaning, the things that could not be reflected in my eyes; do not exist

Walking
Walking
Walking
Walking
Walking
Walking
Walking
Walking

When I had arrived at that thought, I found something extraordinary.

He had arrived to a sort of scenery uncommon in the dunes of Hueco Mundo. It was probably the only kind of scenery there is. It was a collection. A collection of what seems to be the quartz trees that was scattered around. He walked closer and closer until he could feel it, prickling into his skin.

It was, somewhat, the place of birth for those strange, translucent objects that dotted this world. It was the first time my eyes have been captured.

With no color, with no sound, with no scent, does not interact with anything, it only exists there.

It was the closest existence to "void" that I had ever laid eyes on.

He reached in with his left arm. Ignoring the stabbing sensations that he felt. He pressed in until his whole shoulder was engulfed, then his entire body.

I sank my body into that great 'void'. There was nothing there, even I had lost my line of vision, and dissolved into the void, and felt as if everything had disappeared.

The jagged thorns, poked at his mask. The hollow ignored the feeling and kept pushing on. The mask cracked, and was torn off by the thorn; revealing a pale skin and a mane of black unkempt hair.

Happiness. And so, Ulquiorra Cifer the Cautro Espada is born.

If such a thing called happiness exists in this world, it should be something which resembles the limitless nothingness.
Nihility is having nothing, and having nothing to lose. If that isn't "happiness", then what is? The things reflected in my eyes have no meaning, the things that could not be reflected in my eyes, do not exist.

There is nothing. In you. And me.

If any of you have read the whole thing in the Unmasked Databook, I tell you that there is a part missing. It is going to be included in Chapter 3.