Anime Bleach Figures Novels & Stories

“Welcome, Zane.” I turn slowly, my eyes widening as I see her. She’s walking toward me, an ethereal glow surrounding her, golden light radiating from every step. Her long, flowing blonde hair cascades over her shoulders, and a beautiful gown drapes around her in waves, moving as if it’s part of the light itself. Her eyes are a shade of gold that feels ancient, otherworldly, yet warm. A black teardrop pendant hangs from her neck, glinting softly in the glow that envelops her.

Now, I watch in awe as it slowly fills by itself from some unknown water source underneath. Technology freaks me out. “What are you waiting for, Amani? I don’t have all night.” I look up and take in the sight of Bhyron in the bathtub. Despite its size, his huge biceps are braced over the tops of the bathtub and his long fingers grip the onyx surface. And his hair… the main character. I can swear this man was an anime character in his former life. I inhale sharply, praying to the gods for strength. Then I roll up my sleeves and make my way towards him.

We had been so deep in conversation that neither of us had heard the Eater sneak up on us. We trained our weapons on it ready to defend ourselves. However, when I got a good look at it, my trigger finger suddenly stopped working. The creature was a young girl who looked no more than sixteen. The translucent pallor of her skin allowed the blue and red vessels underneath to pop like they were all going to burst at once. Her clothes looked freshly washed which was extremely unusual these days. Her brown hair was shorn short, but unevenly like she had fidgeted a lot during the haircut. Or tried to fight to suck out the trimmer's soul during the session.