"Talking"
'Thinking'
"Master/Servant Link"
Noble Phantasm/Special attack/Zanpaktou name release
It was dark...no rather it could not see anything
...
Ȋ̶̜̚ ̷̳̐͝a̵̛̒̾ͅm̵̲͠ ̵̤̩̀t̶̢̪̗̒h̷̰̺̱̋e̴͔̯̤̔̆̏ ̵̳̏̉͠Ḃ̶͎͆o̸̫̜̓͠ǹ̵̺̗͝e̸̝̠͕͆ ̸͎̤́́ͅo̸̻͔͎̓f̷̠̙̼̏̆͠ ̸͈̼͂͒M̷̡̫͉͗͒y̵̠̿ ̶̫̱̋̃̕S̴̭̓̽̍ẅ̷̨̜͓ő̸̯͘r̴̦̬͒̂d̸̮̚
...He could feel a pull someone calling him
S̶͎̍̎͝t̸͈͋͑ė̷̦͚̔ḙ̶̱̖̓͗̀l̷͚̞͐́ ̶̧̾Ḭ̸̄̚͝s̷̭̪̋̂̉ ̶̪̖̮̍͌M̴̠͛y̶̖͗ ̴̳͊B̶̠̽́o̷͕͠d̷̖̖̬̀͠y̵̜͎͋,̷̟͒̈ À̵̤̻̓n̵̗̬̯̎d̷̤̹̬̄̈́͝ F̸̱̩̊i̷̯̞̒͠r̷̠̼̈́͂͗e̷͎̲̅͊͋ ̶̗̺̼̊͌͠Ì̷̧̖͙s̷͋̕͜ ̷̨͔͎̾͒̿Ṃ̵̿̇̽ÿ̷͍̦͕͝ ̸͈͊B̸̜̐͒ḽ̶̼͑̑ọ̵̥͂͜o̷̡̼͌̽ḍ̵̂̾
It could see now that world filled with blades
Then several hundred swords broke into pieces
"??????!!!"
The pieces fused with a single blade suspend in the air
Without thinking it touched the blade
S̴̭̓̽̍ő̸̯͘ Ȋ̶̜̚ ̷̳̐͝P' ̷̳̐͝a̵̛̒̾ͅy̵̠̿
The blade split into...two...be...
...
The nameless being that occupied Emiya Shirou 's body looked up at the roof of the candy shop and sighed...
That was a weird dream..
"Attention class, what we teach here are the basics for all fighting styles, master this and you'll be able to wield any sword, and depending on your own Zanpaktou, the techniques may vary."
Ōnabara-sensei went on about Zanpaktou and their name, and how they all are unique and terms of zanpaktou use, on how to seal one's zanpaktou,
The class was still taking notes on what he said, Shirou still took notes, eve
"Now we all go to the main field, keep in mind that though you are allowed to use your Asauchi be careful not to hurt others, if you do, you won't be attending this class anymore this year."
The class put their writing equipment in their bag and followed Ōnabara-sensei to the field outside
"Everyone first summon your Asauchi and choose a sparring partner, and not the same as last time when we used wooden swords. During battle your enemy's are never the same. And don't forget to try and read your opponents movement, that way you will know how and where he or she attacks, than you can go and make a counter-attack or dodge, but before we get to that, you need to learn how to read movements."
Two beautiful twin swords Kanshou the black Yang sword, is covered in a hexagonal pattern, and Bakuya the white Yin sword, having less of the shine of a polished metal in its ore than it has the haze of a cloud appeared in Shirou's hands much to his suprise
All students are loaned one of these nameless Zanpakutō upon first entering the Shin'ō Academy, (and this same blade is later officially given to them upon joining a division ) and all students must spend every waking moment with their own Asauchi, and as they progress in their training, they slowly and methodically imprint the essence of their soul into their Asauchi.
As usual he was given an Asuchi when he entered the Academy (ignoring the fact that he was already had a Zanpakutō which he kept hidden at Urahara's instruction)
"Emiya-san?" Shirou didn't react, he was still lost in thought.
"Emiya-san!" Ōnabara Gengorō spoke again a bit louder
"Ah Ônabara-sensei?"
"Come with me..."
(Field- training for 4th year students )
Shirou sighed as he took up his stance apparently he had somehow managed to turn the Asauchi (the one given to him by the Academy) into a Zanpakutō ...(one that had the same release as his original ) prompting his teacher to pair him up with the 4th year students (around this year atmost half of the class would have learnt to use Shiki form available to a Zanpakutō.)
Each Zanpakutō is unique: the swords are reflections of a Shinigami's power and soul, and sentient beings unto themselves. The Zanpakutō's name is the name of the living spirit which empowers the sword and lends its strength to the Shinigami who wields it. These beings can vary greatly in appearance, and have their own distinct personalities, which are similar to their owner's in short a Zanpakutō's shape and abilities are based on their Shinigami's soul
"Now that I remember Asauchi are actually the ultimate Zanpakutō since they have the potential to become anything...so maybe because I am it's user both swords are the same...is that even possible to have two Zanpakutō that are exactly alike ?"
"Where did you learn how to dodge like that?" Tsuyoshi Kaito his sparring partner asked
"Eh?" Shirou blinked
"You just dodged everything I tried!"
"Oh... OH!, That is eh-"
(Flashback)
"Get up!"
Shirou couldn't help crying out as the flat of Urahara's blade hit him smack between the shoulder blades. they hadn't slept in almost four days now and Shirou was pretty sure he'd passed his limit a long time ago.
With a effort he pulled himself to his feet to face Urahara. The half-childish grin on the blonde's face scared him even further; you'd never believe this guy had been fighting for four days solid! And why was he so happy about beating him up?
They were down in the basement, if basement it could be called, of Urahara's grocery store-come-Shinigami-goods outlet. Shirou had spent many a long day and night in the rocky outcrop, risking life and limb in order to get better at learning on how to use his new-found powers
Kisuke Urahara is the current admin of this loop and right now he is training Shirou because there's a chance that he has replaced the current anchor Ichigo so until they can confirm that Ichigo is still looping he needs to go through this training from hell
Shirou was more than used to the cuts and bruises of training (thanks to Sabers training sessions with him ), but that didn't mean that he enjoyed the vicious work-outs, and he was pretty sure that Saber's training was a lot less gruelling
"Given up yet?"
"No" He realised that his legs and voice were shaking in sync with each other, but wasn't going to give into Urahara now; he'd withstood stuff much harder than this
"Good now let's get started for real !"" said Urahara, , "
"WH-what but what were the four days then?!! "
"Pity"
Shirou groaned at the prospect of another night without sleep, and then quickly drew his chipped Katana just in time to meet Urahara's attack. His shoulders seemed to feel the full force of the blow as his sword collided with Urahara's Benihime, forcing him to stumble once again.
Shirou pulled himself fully upright and prepared himself to go flying towards the back wall of the cavern.
"If I could only...use... tracing " Shirou wished currently his body with his magic circuits were safely away on the top inside the candy store rendering him unable to use his signature ability
Ȋ̶̜̚ ̷̳̐͝a̵̛̒̾ͅm̵̲͠ ̵̤̩̀t̶̢̪̗̒h̷̰̺̱̋e̴͔̯̤̔̆̏ ̵̳̏̉͠Ḃ̶͎͆o̸̫̜̓͠ǹ̵̺̗͝e̸̝̠͕͆ ̸͎̤́́ͅo̸̻͔͎̓f̷̠̙̼̏̆͠ ̸͈̼͂͒M̷̡̫͉͗͒y̵̠̿ ̶̫̱̋̃̕S̴̭̓̽̍ẅ̷̨̜͓ő̸̯͘r̴̦̬͒̂d̸̮̚
"!?"
Urahara's eyebrows raised "focus" and then he launched his attack, full force at the teenager
Their blades smashed together, time and again Shirou was struggling against every stroke the older man made. Blood was running off his arms and back now where he'd been hit a little too hard by Urahara's crimson princess. With one final blow, Shirou fell flat to his back, half screaming as he went. The boy skidded across the floor and stopped with his head pushed up slightly against one of the many stalagmites that littered the floor. His eyes were closed, an expression of pain across his face, his limbs limp and spread out and his clothes were torn, revealing gashes in his flesh and large portions of the blood-bruised skin. His breathing was heavy, shaking his whole body even so he stood up
S̶͎̍̎͝t̸͈͋͑ė̷̦͚̔ḙ̶̱̖̓͗̀l̷͚̞͐́ ̶̧̾Ḭ̸̄̚͝s̷̭̪̋̂̉ ̶̪̖̮̍͌M̴̠͛y̶̖͗ ̴̳͊B̶̠̽́o̷͕͠d̷̖̖̬̀͠y̵̜͎͋,̷̟͒̈ À̵̤̻̓n̵̗̬̯̎d̷̤̹̬̄̈́͝ F̸̱̩̊i̷̯̞̒͠r̷̠̼̈́͂͗e̷͎̲̅͊͋ ̶̗̺̼̊͌͠Ì̷̧̖͙s̷͋̕͜ ̷̨͔͎̾͒̿Ṃ̵̿̇̽ÿ̷͍̦͕͝ ̸͈͊B̸̜̐͒ḽ̶̼͑̑ọ̵̥͂͜o̷̡̼͌̽ḍ̵̂̾
Shirou blinked as he saw the landscape change or at least one layer of it. But at the same time, he seemed to be standing in a ghostly wasteland fiilled with blades —like a three-dimensional projection superimposed on the room he felt as if he was in between two different worlds...he could see it
"Trace-on"
Uruhara had only a second to defend before two rotating swords nearly took his head off
"Awaken !!! "
Uruhara's eyes widened as he saw his Benihime no a copy of Benihime appeared in Shirou's hand, to trace a divine construct was something impossible for him but even so...
"I can see it ..."
"Nake, Benihime!!!(Sing, Crimson Princess;)"
" Chikasumi no Tate!!!(Shield of Blood-Mist) "
A red explosion occurred and the dust cleared to
"Huff...huff" Shirou held Bakuya in his left hand which scrapped against the shield while in his other hand he held Benihime he had used the explosion as a cover to get closer
"!"
The Kanshou he had thrown knocked Uruhara's hat off
(Flashback end)
"I guess because I just train a lot..."
(Afternoon human world)
"Come out I know you're there "Uryū Ishida called out
"Perspective aren't you Ishida-kun" Emiya Shirou jumped down from his hiding spot in the roofs
"It wasn't hard to miss that unusual Reishi of yours "
"... unusual? "
"You feel like a hollow almost...be thankful that I pay attention before I shoot "
"...Your just acting cool aren't you..."
"..."
"finally we got it " Yuzuki Ayumi a fellow classmates shouted in victory as she sat in a seat next to Shirou
Earlier today she 'introduced ' the new student to a 'great' class
It's a miracle they could even find a seat in the calligraphy class taught by Sōsuke Aizen a very kind, well-respected captain and was looked up to by many
In his free time, would give a special lecture of calligraphy at the Shinō Academy, given that he excelled in this branch of arts. This optional course was immensely popular among the Shinigami students,
"Shhh Sensei is here! " someone from behind whispered as a mild-featured man with brown scholarly hair enhanced by square glasses wearing the standard Shinigami uniform with a captain's haori entered
It was this same peaceful hour of the day that lead him wistfully to his special lecture, only slightly sighing under his breath how unfair it was he had to waste such a gorgeous day indoors
Ironically it was the sun that beckoned him to his 'duty' to be like it bright and brilliant after all he was Sōsuke Aizen the humblest captain with a cheerful smile
While he walked leisurely to his his class a pair of sixth year girls passing by him giggled adoringly as they passed the captain by, .
'too easy ' Aizen mused at how easily one could gain admir-?!" Aizen blinked owlishly through his glasses noting the massive spiritual energy emitted from the orange haired boy in his class
'How interesting ' the treacherous curve of the smile adorning Aizen's lips was the only thing that could be seen as he entered the class of course to others it appeared as a kind and warm smile
Review Q/A
Nai Darkor's question...
[1] I looked it up. There is already a thread for Fate.
Is your story canon to the project or are you independent?
[2] Ok. Still curious about the official status of this story in the project
Ans:- No my story is not related to the infinite loop thread project at all
you can consider this as a seperate set of looping series called Xeno-style loopsmost of the loops are managed by the Time patrol(Dragon ball Xenoverse/Dragon ball heroes) co-operating with the Jump force and various other time organisations and the respective loop admins