Bleach Ichigo Inner Hollow Novels & Stories

It was a pathetic and undeniable craven existence but it was how they were winning the war. Dave let out a sigh. "No. He used a HG blade." I nodded. A brilliant man named Henry Gomez spent his life developing a UV spiked, but essentially silver based liquid that could be applied to any metallic object, leaving a coat of active poison that would kill both shade and host upon entering the their shared body. Something in perfectly balanced formula temporarily imprisoned the shade and as long as the wounds you inflicted on the human were mortal, the shade shared the same fate. The HG liquid had become as precious to us as light bulbs. It was hard to come by at the best of times, especially out h

Akihito was cut off midway by a vicious roar from a second Iron Horn Beetle, this one bigger than the one Richard took out. "It's very impolite to cut someone off. Now, where was I? Oh, yeah! So about you, begone!" Akihito snapped his finger and caused a bolt of lightning to pierce straight through the creature. Body drained of life, the creature slumped to the ground as Akihito returned to normal. "Now that I've taken out the trash, let's go meet up with Ria-chan~!"

Kaela’s scream echoed through the fractured chamber, a raw and primal sound that sliced through the veil between worlds. The remnants of the Hollow’s domain twisted and writhed around her, unstable and imploding. Fractured timelines spiraled into one another, collapsing under the weight of what had just occurred. The relic blade trembled in her grasp, still pulsing with the energy of a forgotten age.

As he spoke, he gathered strength rapidly, his clothes fluttering with the force, and his blade turned as cold as ice, chilling the air in all directions causing even insects to fall dead to the ground. "Life and death together!" Ichiro roared as he descended like a meteor towards Kiran. Kiran remained standing, hands still behind his back. Ichiro's face twisted in humiliation, and the speed of his blade increased. Clang! The blade made a crisp sound. Ichiro saw that Kiran had raised his palm and released his internal force to stop his blade in mid-air. Stunned, Ichiro stared in disbelief. Clang! Ichiro's blade suddenly fractured into pieces that fell to the ground in a burst of white light.

The "Co-Author" merger was a visceral, soul-shredding atmospheric pressure. In the center of the "Bleached" courtyard, Kaelen and Elora were no longer two physical beings; they were a "Twin Pulse" of gold-starlight and scentless vacuum. The collision of the "Genesis" marrow and the "System Prototype" created a "Feedback Loop" that unwove the Auditor’s "Premium Gold" armor, turning the clinical being back into a cloud of grey static.

the specialist stammered, staring at the dead data clusters on the monitor. Ichiro’s face twisted. He hurled the phone straight at the wall. CRASH. The plastic shattered, pieces scattering across the floor. Ichiro rested his hands on the brass handle of his cane, leaning his weight forward as he stared into the dark. Shinjiro kicked the safehouse door off its latch, coughing up a mixture of rust and blood. He ripped off his shredded armor and slammed it into the drywall. "That new Director set us up! Don fed us pure garbage!"

Hollow Choir (chorus): “Celeste Valentina Morau. Ten pieces. We only need one more face tonight.” The bloodstone on my forehead burns cold. Crown HUD (crimson, screaming): THREAT LEVEL: OBSIDIAN HOLLOW CHOIR – 12 ACTIVE VESSELS Primary target: Celeste Morau Secondary targets: All witnesses Remy steps in front of me, dagger glowing hellebore-purple. Remy (growling): “Over my dead body.” The Choir smiles with twelve stolen mouths. Choir: “That can be arranged.”

ELIJAH Umbra stares at me, his eyes wide with shock. He can't believe that I've defeated him. He had been so sure of his victory, and yet, here I am, standing before him, triumphant. Umbra growls, his voice filled with rage. He raises his hand, and a wave of dark energy surged towards me. I brace myself, preparing for the impact. But this time, I am ready. I channel the darkness within me again, forming a powerful shield around myself. Umbra's attack crashes against the shield, and it shatters into pieces.

" Illusion Magic?! That's impossible! It took V4 weeks to learn that glamour spell for just his eyes and it's draining at like 30 percent of his magic just keeping it on! There's no way he has that much magic. ... right?.... " I unsurely stated. V4 just sat there silent, he looked deep in thought. " V7... That Pride of yours will be your downfall...." I sighed, wishing it wouldn't be so. ______________________________________________ ICW V2 V2" And today's guest is! Shinigami! So how's does it feel to win the Championship Leagues?" Shinigami" V2... Don't you recognize me? It's me V7!" Takes off the helmet.

Scathach doesn't use any weapon, she just accelerates towards Issei and only use her bare hand to punch, a pure physical attack. Her Red colored pupil that seems can see through soul which shine aggressively, then she suddenly arrived in front of Issei instantly. Realizing the danger that suddenly arrived in front of him, Issei fighting instinct kicks in and he tried to dodge the incoming attack but to no avail. Then his body hits the wall. He coughs out a bit of blood from his mouth and he couldn't help become confused at what just happened because even though he already avoided it. His body was still hit, just what exactly happened?