[Death] Are Aizen angry today?

After death, does the soul stay in the original world?

Once upon a time, Wu Yue thought about such a question.

It wasn't until No. 14 days after her death that the answer was finally confirmed—not only did her soul stay in place, but she was also hunted and killed by monsters!

"Bam—"

The violent impact shattered the night.

A blond girl suddenly ran out of the narrow alley. Regardless of the wounds all over her body, she turned over quickly, staggered two steps in the billowing smoke, and ran wildly in the direction of the building shadow.

The brilliance of the street lamps suddenly dimmed, and the ugly, huge monster swooped down from the roof, and as the howling sound resounded through the sky, the ground also collapsed and trembled under the impact.

The giant beast wears a pale and terrifying skull mask, resembling a lizard, covered with bone skin, and has a bottomless black hole in its chest.

The escape of the prey made it furious, and ran forward while barking.

The roar was getting closer.

Why!Why are there monsters here!

Wuyue screamed inwardly, clenched her teeth but refused to call for help.

On a peaceful night, everything went as usual, and no one noticed their existence at all.From the shopping mall to the residential area, along the trace of the girl's escape, the monster chased after her.

Damn!

Cursing secretly, Wuyue only felt that the soles of her feet were getting heavier and heavier, and her chest was almost out of breath.

Finally, exhausted from the chase, she fell to the ground and watched the monster stretch out its sharp claws.

At the moment when he was about to be caught, a nimble and elegant black figure leaped across the air, the dazzling white blade light and howling sword energy surged, splitting the monster's mask and face horizontally, and then, the blade turned, It pierced into its head from top to bottom.

The cross knife technique is chic and neat.

The screams were endless, and the sound of tearing flesh and blood filled the void. The ferocious monster split in two and turned into ashes in the gushing black blood.

Moonless couldn't look away in horror.

The person who killed the monster was a black-haired girl holding a long Japanese sword. She was dressed in a black kimono. Under the moonlight, her petite figure seemed to be plated with silver edges, making her look radiant.

The night wind blew by, staring at the weird attire of the "savior" and the stern glowing blade, Wuyue opened her eyes wide in surprise—this attire is not human at all!

"It seems that I have caught up...before you become Xu..." The black-clothed girl turned around, her cold eyes fell on the opposite person, and the sword in her hand was raised again, "Now I will send you on your way!"

"What!?" Wuyue stared at her closely, a burst of cold sweat broke out from behind, when she approached, she suddenly got up quickly, turned around and ran away.

"Hey! Where are you going!" The girl with the knife jumped into the air, shouted in wonder, and immediately followed, "Stop it, it's too late!"

Wuyue gritted her teeth, but galloped to the point of difficulty breathing, and was stopped by the horizontal knife behind him within two seconds.With a cold blade on her neck, she gasped in horror, and it became difficult to speak.

"Calm down! If I want to kill you, do I have to wait until now!" the girl in black said angrily, with a serious expression, "I am the God of Death who came to this world to rescue and purify the soul, and the purpose is to send you to the Soul Realm .”

grim Reaper?Soul world?

The blonde girl's eyes were full of surprise.

"Take a good look at the karma chain on your chest! If you continue to stay in this world, until the last half of the chain disappears completely, you will become the same monster as before!"

The girl's stern tone made Wuyue Xin flustered, she suddenly lowered her head, and her pale cheeks were overturned in panic.

Sure enough, only half of the chain that once connected the soul and body remained on the chest, and the broken gap turned into two trembling mouths, gnawing on the few remaining wreckage.

"This...how, this is happening? Yesterday...yesterday was still fine!" Wuyue couldn't believe it, and took two steps back in a panic, almost tripping over the gravel.

"That's why we have to hurry up!" The black-haired girl was obviously in a hurry, "I understand your uneasy feeling, but if you refuse to leave, you will eventually become a monster named 'Xu' just now! If you accept the soul burial, you can keep your current identity and memory and enter the Soul Soul Realm, where you can become the god of death after receiving education, and you will have the opportunity to return to the present world... What I said, do you understand!?"

"What, Xu... What is the world of corpses and souls, I don't know what you are talking about..."

"As long as you go there, everything will be clear!" The death girl walked forward solemnly, the knife still clenched tightly in her hand, "Although it takes many years to become a death..."

Her sincere look made Wuyue not know what to refute, and then looked down at the chain on her chest, and as expected, it became shorter again.

There is no way out.

"Really, do you believe me?" Wu Yue hesitated and asked cautiously and suspiciously.

"Of course." The God of Death nodded resolutely, the handle of the knife in his hand has been reversed, "I'm waiting for the day when you meet me as the God of Death."

After that, she pulled out the saber at her waist, walked in front of Wuyue, held the handle backwards, and pointed the blade at her, "It's great that you can make the right choice."

The blond girl opened her eyes wide in vain. She looked at the person in front of her quietly until she raised the Taidao high in her hand and put the hilt on her forehead, where the so-called "soul burial" was printed. Character.

The dazzling white light instantly surrounded the two of them, looking at the unfathomable brown pupils, Wu Yue asked softly——

"What's your name, Death."

The answer is revealed when she is about to disappear:

"My name is Kuchiki Rukia..."

Opening his eyes again, Wu Yue was already in a strange place.

Many people around were wearing the same black kimono as Kuchiki Rukia, and she suddenly realized: So there really is a world of souls...

"Hey... Kanna Muzuki, female, because of poor vision in foggy weather, she was involved in a car accident on the way to school and died accidentally. She was only 12 years old... You are the one who reported the death, right?"

"Yes."

"Wandering in this world for half a month, it's very dangerous. Fortunately, the Deadwood team found it in time... Ah, I found it. This is your sorting ticket. Follow the person in charge over there to report to the first district!"

"Yes."

After completing the registration, Wuyue came to the designated place of residence, Runlin'an in the first area of ​​Liuhun Street, following the guidance of the god of death.

Although the soul can survive only with the spirit of the atmosphere, which relieves many difficulties in life, the families here are all combined, and Wu Yue, who is not good at socializing, has been wandering around for a long time and has not found a place to settle down.

When night fell, she could only settle down in a grove, and fell asleep leaning against a tree tiredly.

In the blurred dream, her memory began to go back.

Back to the last day she was alive.

It was an early morning when the city was full of mist, and Kurosaki Ichigo couldn't wait, so she decided to go to school by herself.

Walking to the fork in the road, the whistle of the car pierced through the thick fog, accompanied by the tooth-piercing sound of tire friction, the violent impact mercilessly knocked that small body into the air.

When she woke up again, the causal lock on her chest was broken, and she could only stand powerlessly aside, looking at the other pale self on the hospital bed.

The heartbeat showed zero, and the parents cried until they couldn't stand up.

It is obviously the spring when all things are revived and the forests are dyed green, but when the cherry blossoms are in full bloom, she has to face the endless darkness.

Fortunately, his best friend Kurosaki Ichigo has spiritual power since he was a child, and he can see her as a ghost.

For more than ten days, Wuyue wandering in the world repeated a life similar to the one before.Even when no one was watching, she had anticipation.

Until I saw that black figure wielding a long knife again, those deep purple pupils shone brightly under the crooked moon.

"Ah, it's spring again, and the Shino Spiritual Art Academy is about to start recruiting new students..."

"At that time, many people will flock to it again. After all, this is the best way to leave Ruhun Street and live in Seireitei."

The sound of an unfamiliar conversation broke into her ears, and the blond girl opened her tired eyes, and saw two black figures walking slowly along the forest path under the hazy moonlight.

"Yijiao, what you said is inappropriate. After all, you can live in Seireitei only after you graduate from the Shinyang Academy of Spiritual Art and become a shinigami..."

What are they talking about!

The fragmentary conversation stung Wuyue's nerves like needles, she suddenly woke up, buried Rukia's shadow in her heart, got up, and galloped in the direction of the other two death men.

"Wait, please! You!"

Before she could finish her sentence, the bald god of death in front raised her knife and stabbed her in the abdomen with the scabbard.

"Uh!" Wuyue groaned, the pain spread from the abdominal cavity to the lungs, she couldn't bear it, she knelt down in pain, holding her stomach and retching non-stop, as if she was about to vomit blood.

"Ah! One corner!" Another pretty god of death with beautiful features and bright eyebrows suddenly whispered, "She's still a child!"

After that, he hurried to Wuyue's side, stroking her back and comforting her and said, "Are you okay? Don't run out suddenly like this...you will be killed as prey..."

"Tch." The bald Grim Reaper who made the move had a cold expression, snorted impatiently, and said unceremoniously, "If you poke it with the scabbard, you won't die!"

Wuyue originally wanted to scold him severely, but she had no choice but to suffer from unbearable abdominal pain, which made her unable to speak at all.

"Although I'm sorry, but we have to go to the mission, you can take a good rest here first." The beautiful Reaper spoke with a gentle and humble appearance, which made people feel a little more favorable.

The wounded Muzuki also gained courage, and suddenly grabbed his hem tightly when he was leaving.

The man stopped in his tracks, his eyes could not help but feel a little cool, but his face still had a beautiful and intoxicating smile, "Why, do you have anything else to do?"

"Mao... Where is the Spirit Art Academy..."

The girl's voice was painful.

The handsome man raised his eyes slightly, and asked in a low voice, "Did you rush here just for this?"

Moonless nodded.

The melancholy moonlight stopped on her messy hair and small chin, outlining a stubborn appearance.

Unable to see her face clearly, the beautiful Grim Reaper with feathered eyebrows and eyes gently pulled back his sleeves, and answered her by the way: "Liuhun Street, West Street, after Baidaomen, go through Sidanfang and go 100 meters to the south, turn right and you will arrive at..."

"Thank you..." Wu Yue said softly.

After the Death God youth turned around and took a step, she threw him another sentence heavily:

"Tell that bald man who painted eye shadow, I remembered the knife today, and after I become the god of death, I must return it ten times and a hundred times—to him!"