"Two lieutenants?!" One of the wise judges that made up Central 46 questioned. Captain Commander Kyōraku was currently in the meeting with the rulers of the Sereitei, and so far it was not going well.
"That's right." Kyōraku responded. "Third seat Okikiba knows the 1st Division inside out, but lieutenant Ise understands better than anyone how to deal with me. I'd like to have them both support me in my new position." Murmurs were heard all around him.
"Preposterous!!" A male voice said. "What right have you to demand-"
"The right to appoint lieutenants rests with their division captains." The black haired man interrupted. "I believe that right was granted by none other than yourselves." Silence filled the room after that statement. Kyōraku inwardly smirked. The individuals surrounded him always followed the rules to the latter, so they wouldn't dare break them.
"Now then, shall we continue?" He quietly spoke, adjusting his eyepatch, but his voice echoed throughout the hall. "For my first act as Captain Commander, I intend to have Captain Kenpachi Zaraki be taught the way of the sword."
"What?!"
"Is this some kind of joke!?"
"Preposterous!"
'Somehow, I knew that was going to be their reaction.' Kyōraku thought. "This is no joke. Captain Kuchiki and the others have been sent to the Reiō's Palace, but there is no guarantee that they will return safely. Captain Zaraki is still a major asset. I cannot allow it to be wasted."
"Outrageous!!" Another male voice said. "If that man becomes anymore powerful than he already is, he could lead a rebellion and nobody could stop him! Need we remind you, when Genryūsai had the same idea in his head, we ensured that he relented within a single day?!"
Kyōraku looked up at where he thought the male voice was coming from. "Then what do you propose? As the situation stands, Soul Society cannot hope to survive the next invasion. Or do you suppose that you will be able to protect yourselves when the time comes?"
He knew he had them when there was deafening silence in the room.
"It seems that I have the permission I seek." He then turned to look behind him in the darkness and said, "Please come on in. I would like to leave the matter of Captain Zaraki in your hands. I think Muken is the best stage for you both, don't you think?"
Footsteps were heard, then a figure emerged from the shadows with a stone faced expression.
"Captain Unohana, or should I say, the First Kenpachi, Yachiru Unohana."
A chuckle came from her, but it was not the same light-hearted, cheerful chuckle that people were used to. This one was cold and filled with malice as she undid her braid, revealing her true face and the lone scar she kept hidden on her chest. Even Kyōraku felt a small amount of fear in his heart as he stared down the former Eleventh Division captain.
"From now on, you may call me Yachiru, Captain Commander." She said, then turned around and walked out the hall to help her successor recover enough.
"One other thing." A female voice spoke this time. "We have had some... rumors that the Substitute Shinigami, Ichigo Kurosaki is alive. Can you confirm this?"
'They were bound to find out sooner than later.'
"Yes." More murmurs were heard, this time louder. "I have seen him with my very own eyes, and multiple lieutenants and captains can confirm this. It's his judgement that I'm worried about."
"What do you mean?"
"When the Old Monk and the rest of the Zero Division came here to fetch Captain Kuchiki and the others, he mentioned that Ichigo was the second Reiō in history."
"WHAT?! That is impossible! The Reiō couldn't have died. The monk-"
"Almost never lies when it comes to the Reiō, and that would make sense when you think about it. According to Yama-jii, the consequences of the Reiō perishing would be catastrophic for the World of the Living, the Sereitei and Hueco Mundo, mainly being the three realms collapsing. But nothing of that nature has happened, so I can only assume that Osho was involved in this. But how he was able to make Ichigo the Reiō without the Gotei 13, Yama-jii and you people's knowledge, I do not know. In regards to the boy, I'm 100% certain he has not forgotten about the events that happened half a decade ago. For now, what I can tell you is that we are relatively safe for the time being."
"What makes you say that, Captain Commander?" A much younger male voice was heard, which Kyōraku found odd. The Central 46 consisted of forty six old Shinigami, exceptions being made when a member of the Central 46 is unable to make it to a meeting, one of their family members is allowed to attend only to take notes, nothing else. Something was off about it as it sounded smug and amused.
"Based on the words of the Old Monk, he said Ichigo was going to wait until he was finished with the Quincy, which could mean two things. He wants us to sweat, knowing that there is nothing we can do to stop him or the Quincy is a personal matter for him. All we can do is speculate."
"Interesting."
Kyōraku narrowed his undamaged eye. Something was definitely off about this person. He would have to investigate later.
"Is there truly nothing you can do when he ultimately decides to burn the Sereitei to the ground?" A female voice asked.
Kyōraku looked down and quietly responded, "No, there is nothing the Thirteen Court Guard Squads can do, but..." He trailed off.
"But what?"
"There's only one person who cannot stop Ichigo, but can help seal him away."
"The monk."
"Yes, but I don't know how his mind works at the moment. If there is nothing else, I will take my leave."
He then began to walk out of the hall.
'As Osho said, our fate is ultimately up to the boy we betrayed five years ago. Great.'
Haschwalth, with his cape flapping around behind him as if it had a mind of its own, made his way towards Yhwach's throne room in deep thought because of one man.
Ichigo Kurosaki.
The blonde man began remembering his fight with the boy. While he did not wish to remember his humiliating loss at the hands of Ichigo, one thing did stick out as odd.
He made him furious.
This was not the case of being angry with your opponent because they were being a bit difficult to defeat. Ichigo made Jugram Haschwalth, Wandenreich Emperor Aide and Sternritter Grandmaster, so mad that he wanted to end his life in the most brutal way imaginable. Ever since joining the Wandenreich, Haschwalth had always learned to cast aside emotions when fighting and he did this so well, he almost never felt any when killing an opponent. He sometimes felt a small amount of catharsis when defeating a very difficult opponent, but always managed to hide it with a mask of indifference.
'I REFUSE TO BE HUMILIATED BY THIS BOY!!'
Haschwalth frowned. He could not remember the last time he felt angry at someone other than Bazz-B, but that was more of being annoyed than being angry. That was being desperate to kill the man for humiliating him that way, and the part he was really concerned about it was that anger was not the only emotion he felt.
The fury and humiliation he felt when Ichigo defeated him while using a single finger.
The immense catharsis he felt when he used his Balance to wound him.
The shock and, dare he say it, despair when Ichigo regenerated and crushed him with his reiatsu up to the point where it made him lose consciousness.
And after all of that, there was a very small part in his soul that respected his strength. His power was unlike anything he had ever felt before.
Fitting, considering he is his father.
He had a hunch that one of the battles ahead would have Ichigo fighting him, his Majesty, one of the Schuzstaffel, or one or both the two new recruits.
Speaking of the two recruits.
He understood why His Majesty chose to recruit the girl. Kurosaki would never harm his own family members, that was the kind of man he was, and that was his greatest weakness. Yuzu would get him to lower his guard and get himself killed or get his power neutralized. He still did not understand why His Majesty wanted that man's power sealed and be kept alive instead of killing him. Would it not be better to kill the boy after he gets his power sealed? It would seem he would have to wait and see what happens. Uryū, on the other hand, was still a mystery to him. He had his suspicions as to why he joined the Wandenreich, but until Ishida made the first move, he could not act upon them. He would have to wait and see. Before he knew it, he had reached the throne room. He entered the room and bowed his head.
"Your Majesty."
"Haschwalth. Alert all of my children to gather at the biggest cathedral we have as I have an announcement to make. Attendance is mandatory." The elder grumbled.
The Sternritter Grandmaster once again bowed his head and left the room, leaving Yhwach alone.
This meeting was going to be interesting, that was a guaranteed certainty.
(Cathedral, a couple of minutes later)
The Quincy King entered the cathedral, noticing that the Schuzstaffel was on the stage with his 'second half' and every single Soldat, including the Sternritter, were present.
"All members, present your crosses!" Haschwalth spoke. Everyone stomped their leg and stood at attention, all silent as Yhwach walked across the stage and stood in the middle of the four people that were on stage with him.
"Salute... His Majesty Yhwach!"
Again, everyone stomped their feet.
Yhwach grunted, "Have all the Sternritter gathered in front of me?"
"Yes, Your Majesty!" All of the sixteen Sternritter that remained yelled.
"A thousand years ago," Yhwach began, "we Quincies were savagely attacked by the Shinigami. We lost many brethren and our very existence was threatened. We survived hiding in the Schatten Bereich, endured utter humiliation... and waited for an entire millennium. Soon, the final battle will commence. The time has come for us to annihilate the Soul Society and the Shinigami, and reinstate the honor of the Quincies." He paused, pleased to see that everyone was listening intently. He continued, "In advance of the battle, I have an announcement to make." He turned to look back at the tunnel he came from.
"Come forth, my children."
Two sets of footsteps were heard, indicating two people were about to be seen. They got louder and louder until the two figures revealed themselves.
'What is this?' Bambietta thought, confused as to why they were on the stage.
"What the hell is he doing there?" Bazz-B growled.
"I'm confused. Why are they on stage as His Majesty?" A loopy faced girl asked herself as the two people stood next to Yhwach.
Without looking at them, the elder man said, "Uryū Ishida. He is the last surviving Quincy in this world, while the girl standing next to him, Yuzu Kurosaki is the sister of Ichigo Kurosaki, the one who is on top of the list of the Special War Threats. I..."
'Here it comes.' Haschwalth thought.
"Hereby appoint them as my successors."
To say that almost everyone gathered there was confused and shocked was a HUGE understatement.
"Why?"
"What the?!"
"What... did His Majesty just say?"
"His own successors?!"
"Why two Gemischt Quincy that we barely know about?"
"That man and woman? Geh, heh, heh."
'What is going on?' Bazz-B thought as he looked at his former best friend, who was staring at him, as if he knew his thoughts. 'Jugo.'
"I will accept no objections, and you need not worry. In the battles ahead, all of you here will most certainly have an opportunity to witness my children's powers for yourselves. That is all." And with that, Yhwach walked off the stage, followed by Uryū and Yuzu.
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"What the fuck is going on!?!" Bazz-B shouted, punching a hole in the wall. "I don't get what His Majesty's thinking!! Why the hell did he choose those two!? Can someone give me a proper explanation already?!" He looked around at the Sternritter who had gathered.
"Explain? Who exactly?" Sternritter H, Mask De Masculine grumbled. He had a very large, muscular build. He wore the standard Sternritter uniform, with the addition of a yellow and red-orange luchador mask covering most of his head and face, leaving his chin and nose exposed. His mask had a star pattern on the forehead and thick markings around his eyes, nose and cheeks. His boots and gloves were red. He had brown eyes and a blonde mustache. In addition to that, he wore a wrestler champion's belt with a large round buckle rather than the standard Wandenreich belt buckle. The buckle bore the Wandenreich insignia.
"I am afraid that only His Majesty himself could provide that." The robot that fought Suí-Fēng, BG9, spoke mechanically. It was a tall individual that wore a white helmet which concealed its entire head and its single, glowing eye. At its front, the helmet had a peak at the center with slits on both sides and it also wore a white, high collar cloak with the Sternritter uniform.
"Explain what, you dipshit? It's the first time anyone of us is hearing about a successor, you cockscomb head!" Liltotto Lamperd answered. She was a petite young girl with chin-length blonde hair and purple eyes. Her attire was a variation of the Sternritter's typical white uniform that consisted of a skirt in place of the signature trench coat, gloves, patterned leggings, and a white cap with gold trimmings, which featured a black peak and the Wandenreich insignia emblazoned on its front. She also wore a golden heart buckle on her waist.
"Shit! I refuse to accept this!" Bazz-B angrily spoke as he walked towards Yhwach's throne room, passing Bambietta and Candice.
"Where do you think you're going?" The green haired woman asked.
"To go see His Majesty! I can't let this slide without saying anything!!" He yelled, trying to walk past but he was stopped by Bambietta who blocked his path.
"Are you sure there is no other reason?"
Bazz-B raised an eyebrow. "What are you talking about?"
"His Majesty told us, including you, that he won't accept objections and not to worry. You usually don't object to any of His Majesty's choices, so why now?"
"Also, why do you hate the two, Yuzu specifically? Is it because they were named his successors? Or maybe," Bambietta looked dead in Bazz-B's eyes, "you hate because they remind you of Kurosaki, the way he easily kicked your ass, the way he beat you with a single bitchslap?"
At this point, almost all of the Sternritter had turned their attention towards their fellow Sternritter, interested to see where this led.
"What do you think you are doing?" A voice spoke, making everyone turn their attention to it. Haschwalth stood at the end of the room with a disapproving look on his face.
"Let me ask you a question right back, Jugo." Bazz-B said, brushing past Bambietta. "Haven't you got anything to say to this bullshit? Because I always figured that if His Majesty was going to have a successor, it would be you."
As Haschwalth continued to stay silent, Bazz-B continued, "I doubt any of the Sternritter would've been able to complain if His Majesty chose you as his successor. So how come you're so calm about this?!"
"Because," Haschwalth calmly answered, "His Majesty's will is all that matters. It is not my place to dispute his decision."
The Heat's eye twitched. "Tch. So you're a goddamn coward. I'm very disappointed in you." He then got into a battle stance and grinned. "In that case, I guess you won't mind if I take that position from you! If you've got no problem with some newcomers coming out of nowhere and taking what oughta be yours, then I'll go and take it for myself!!"
Haschwalth calmly grabbed the hilt of the sword and quietly said, "You need to calm yourself, Bazzard."
"Heh?! I am calm! Way more than you!" Bazz-B shouted and rushed forward with a fist covered in flames towards the blonde haired man who unsheathed his sword and struck... only to stop as a purple sphere appeared in the air right in front of them. Both of them stopped advancing towards each other and looked at the man who was slow clapping.
"That's right, you are calm." The man spoke sarcastically, still slow clapping. "You didn't rush in head first. Very calm, very calm indeed."
Bazz-B glared at the man. "Askin Nakk Le Vaar, what do you think you are doing?"
Askin just smiled as he walked towards the sphere. "I was trying to save you. Fighting is no good. Let it go, both of you. There's nothing to gain from fighting like this." He finished as he dispelled the purple sphere. "In fact, it can be toxic for someone like you. You already know that, don't you, our next Emperor?"
Haschwalth stayed silent as Askin stared at him.
"Grr, fine." Bazz-B grumbled as he went past Haschwalth and exited the room. "I won't go to His Majesty's throne room, but this still pisses me off!"
"What do you think, Bambi?" The loopy faced girl asked Bambietta. She had blue eyes and long, black hair extending down to her lower back, with two strands sticking up like antennae. Her attire was a variation of the Sternritter's typical white uniform that consisted of a trench coat with long sleeves, white shoes, and black leggings.She also wore a blue heart buckle on her waist. This was Sternritter Z, Giselle Gewelle.
Bambietta, however, didn't respond. She just exited the room, a certain curly brown haired girl on the forefront of her mind.
XXXXXXXXXX
'Damnit! Who the hell does he think he is?!' Bazz-B thought as he wondered around the long corridors of Silburn, trying to make sense of the entire situation. He wouldn't have complained if Jugo was named His Majesty's successor, hell, he would have been fine if one of the Schuzstaffel or ANY of the Sternritter, like Accutrone were named his successor. So why the hell would His Majesty choose two outsiders, who were Gemischt Quincy no less, to be his successors?! It just didn't make any sense!
One other thing was bothering him though, and it was what Basterbine said to him.
'Also, why do you hate the two, Yuzu specifically? Is it because they were named his successors? Or maybe you hate them because they remind you of Kurosaki, the way he easily kicked your ass, the way he beat you with a single bitchslap?'
He growled as he knew that deep down, that woman was right. He hated Uryū for being chosen instead of Jugo. He hated Yuzu because she was blood related to that man AND for being chosen instead of Jugo. But the one thing he truly hated about them?
It was the fact that they reminded him of his fear towards Ichigo Kurosaki.
He bitterly smiled. He never thought there would come a time where he, Sternritter H, The Heat, Bazzard Black, would be afraid of an opponent, let alone a mere Substitute Shinigami. But Ichigo in his Hollow form terrified him. He didn't even know how he gathered up the courage to even use Burner Finger 1, and that resulted in his jaw getting broken from the most painful bitchslap he had ever felt in his entire life. He still was curious as to how the doctor was able to fix his jaw, and very quickly too, but at the same time, he also... kinda didn't care? If he could talk clearly without having to feel any pain, that was fine by him.
He continued to walk until he reached the end of a particularly long and wide corridor, and turned the corner.
Almost bumping into Yuzu Kurosaki as she too turned the corner.
They stared at each other for what seemed like a lifetime, when it was really only a couple of minutes. Yuzu then slightly bowed her head and politely greeted.
"Mr Bazz-B."
The man with the red mohawk just growled.
"Kurosaki."
The young woman just rolled her eyes at his attitude and was about to walk past him when she was stopped by his next words.
"Why you?"
"Excuse me?"
He narrowed his eyes and put his hands on his waist. "Why did His Majesty choose Ishida and you, of all people? Jugram has been His Majesty's right hand man for a thousand years, it made sense for him to be chosen as his successor. Both of you come out of nowhere and take what oughta be Jugo's, so tell me," He leaned forward until their bodies were almost touching.
"What the hell is so special about you?"
To her credit, she didn't flinch or avert her gaze, successfully maintaining eye contact with him.
"I don't know."
And with that, she pushed past him and continued to walk down the corridor, not noticing two of Bazz-B's fingers glowing red. He shouted, "Where the hell do you think you're going?!" but Yuzu simply ignored him and continued to walk.
'That does it!' He thought as he opened his legs not far apart, one of them slightly behind the other as he pulled back his two fingers and pushed his arm forward, swiping the air with his two fingers.
"Burner Finger 2!"
Two thin lines of fire barrelled towards the young woman, who was still walking. To his surprise, his attack disappeared right before it reached her. She then stopped and turned around, her stone cold expression caused the man to feel a bit weary.
"Fighting between the Sternritter is forbidden. If it wasn't," she almost instantaneously disappeared and reappeared directly in front of her fellow Sternritter, her broadsword pointed at his throat, eyes glowing purple as she stared him down.
"Your head would have been severed from the body, I would not feel a thing." She finished her statement with an innocent tone that held malice and ill intentions in it. She then sheathed her sword, turned around and walked away, leaving behind a stunned Bazz-B.
There were not a lot of things in all three realms, four if you counted Hell, that could really surprise Kisuke Urahara.
As an assassin, he saw and did things that could make a normal man have nightmares for weeks. As a security guard, he had to deal with troublesome inmates and by the time he became a scientist, very few things could really surprise him at that point. The very concept of 'surprised' was nearly non-existent, as well the concept of 'impossibility'. Nothing was impossible for Kisuke. It didn't matter how low the odds of an event were, he always made sure he had a solution just in case that event happened.
When he met Ichigo, however, all of that would change. The kid continued to beat the odds, not matter how impossible they were. Yes, he may have pushed him towards the right direction in some cases, it was really all Ichigo.
But now, standing outside of his shop with two of his closest friends, staring at a very much alive Ichigo was the most impossible scenario he could ever think off. He was so shocked, he didn't even notice his fan falling to the floor.
"I-I-Ichigo?" Kisuke stuttered, a sound he had not made in... forever. Next to him, Yoruichi and Tessai were as dumbfounded as he was.
Ichigo inwardly smirked as he watched their reactions, then it quickly turned into a frown when the purple haired woman got out of her shock, disappeared, and landed a swift kick at his head, that didn't take his head, but hurt really badly.
"Yoruichi!" Kisuke exclaimed, but she wasn't hearing him as she continued to attack Ichigo, who was now dodging and blocking.
'What the hell is she doing?! In the event that this is in fact not Ichigo, whose to say that he doesn't have the same powers he had?'
He then noticed something on the man's neck, which made him remember something from a couple of years ago and an event that happened a couple of days ago that convinced him that the man in front of them was in infact Ichigo. He was about to call her name again when his former mentor put his large hand on his shoulder. He turned to look at him and Tessai had a grim look on his face.
"You noticed it too, Tessai."
The big man nodded. "She will find out the truth for herself soon enough."
Back at Ichigo and Yoruichi, she finally stopped and glared at the man who looked like the man she loved a couple of years ago.
"I'll admit, you do pass for the real thing. But it's gonna take more than your looks to convince me. Give this lady one reason to not kill you here and now." She spoke, getting into a battle stance.
'Didn't Kukaku say the same shit she just said to ya?'
'She did, and I understand why Yoruichi would not believe that it's me. It's been five years, and now I magically just appear from the grave. By the way, did you do what I asked you to do, Ossan?'
'I did. It would seem like Kisuke Urahara and Tessai Tsukabishi have remembered it, judging by the fact that they have not attacked you.' Juha Bach spoke.
"Yoruichi." Ichigo began, seeing her stiffen up. "I know you're probably not going to believe anything I say, but please, just listen to me." She did not let her guard down, but she motioned for him to continue. "Five years ago, when you, me, Chad, Orihime and Uryū went to rescue Rukia, I fought Kenpachi and I barely survived." He started to slowly walk towards her. "That's when you revealed your true form to me. You teased me with your body again at my Bankai training."
'I believe it would not be inaccurate to call it your Quincy: Vollständig training, seeing how Juha Bach was trying to refine your Quincy powers.' The Reiō boomed.
"It was because of you that I managed to achieve Bankai and beat Byakuya Kuchiki. You were there when Aizen's motives were revealed. I watched you, Kisuke, and Dad get beat by Aizen. Also," he held out his arm and manifested a Khyber blade, the same one he used to wear on his back all those years ago. She still didn't let her guard down, but Ichigo could see that the wall beginning to break.
"I believe him." Kisuke spoke, picking up his fan from the ground. "Yoruichi, do you remember what Zangetsu told us?"
Realization dawned on Yoruichi as her golden yellow eyes widened in shock.
"Very soon, my wielder will pay all of you a visit. Lady Yoruichi, I trust that you know who I am referring to."
"And another thing: look at his neck." The sandy blonde man continued. "Didn't you, at one point, deduce that your former student slit Ichigo at the throat?" He then began to approach Ichigo, who had stopped approaching Yoruichi upon seeing the shopkeeper approach him. He then stopped in front of him and hugged him.
"It's good to see you again, Ichigo."
Ichigo hugged the man back.
"Good to see you, Hat-n-Clogs."
After breaking the hug, he nodded at the former Kidō Corps Commander, who nodded back at him. He saw an orange blur before being hugged to death by Yoruichi.
"You dumbass! We thought we'd never see you again. I thought I'd never see you again." Yoruichi whispered and Ichigo quickly realized she was sobbing on his chest. He hugged her back, feeling joy in his heart knowing that there were some who still missed him.
'She truly did miss him, did she not?'
'She did, although I wouldn't be surprised if King thought she was crying about something else.'
'What do you mean by that?'
'Do you want to tell him?'
'Gladly! King, before Senjumaru and Kirio, you were clueless when it comes to women!'
'No, I was not! I just was not interested in a relationship at the time!
'At the time, you coulda banged chicks who wanted to be with ya, ya dumbass!'
'...Are you talking about Orihime, Yoruichi, Nel, Rangiku, Lisa and her?'
'...How the hell did you-'
'I told you Ichigo was not as average in mental capacity as you thought he was towards women.'
'Shut up!'
'Not now, you two. Shiro, go to Hueco Mundo and tell them it's time.'
'On it.' Ichigo felt some of his soul being pulled out of his body as Zangetsu manifested in another dimension, but he got used.
"We need to talk, Hat-n-Clogs, and call the others. I'm sure they will be estatic."
Kisuke nodded and gestured at the shop.
"Come inside."
(Hueco Mundo)
In Hueco Mundo after the Quincy invaded, there were bodies everywhere, an ocean of blood covered the white sands and the mighty structure of Las Noches was destroyed. Now, the ocean of blood was nowhere to be found, Las Noches was rebuilding itself thanks to a rare material that Aizen had found years prior, and there were mass graves a couple of kilometers away from the structure, all thanks to a group of cloak wearing individuals, who were now sitting around and doing nothing.
Suddenly, a sonic boom was heard as Zangetsu stood in front of one of the individuals who was away from the rest, resting on a rock and said, "King said it's time."
The individual just opened one eye and mumbled, "Yeah yeah, go away. I'll tell the others."
Shiro just laughed and began to dissipate into reiatsu particles. Before he fully disappeared, he chuckled, saying, "Do it now, lazy ass!" Then he disappeared fully.
The individual grumbled before standing up and opening a Garganta. He then turned around and half shouted, "Everyone, it's time! Let's go!"
"Finally!" One of the individuals growled. "I was getting pissed off just waiting here doing nothing! The King owes me a fight!"
"Well, we all know that you would lose, so why bother fighting him, mhm~?." One of the individuals playfully asked.
"Shut up."
"Enough." A cold, emotionless tone interrupted the argument. "Lord Kurosaki has called for us. Let's not keep him waiting." He finished with a tone of finality.
"Jesus Christ, you're even scarier than the last time! Scary, scary!"
The other individual did not respond.
Another one of the individuals approach a shorter one and whispered, "Let's have a bet."
"Bet on what, exactly?"
"Who will be the first two to argue in the World of the Living? I got 6 and 7."
"I got 2 and 4."
"Bet."
"Can we get a move on?!" A female voice yelled.
"There's no need to shout when we are right in front of you, bitch."
"At least I don't sound like a banshee!"
"To be fair, both of your voices are very painful to listen to."
"SHUT UP, SUNG-SUN!!"
"I will not repeat myself." The individual with the cold tone said as a dark aura started surrounding them.
"Sorry." The individuals who were arguing both apologized.
Then one by one they all entered the Garganta, but right before the last individual jumped in the dark void, she stopped for a moment and thought to herself.
'I'll see you soon, my King." before entering the Garganta and closing it.