Hollow Ichigo Quote Novels & Stories

“You’re not done yet.” I looked at him, at the world, at the Hollow. “No,” I said. “But I’m not running anymore.”

Not like ours or even human. “By the Hollow’s twin,” he said. “By the place that never died.” Chill ran down my spine. Finnick took an instinctive step closer to me. “I thought we ended the Hollow,” Rowan said sharply. “You ended a Hollow,” the man replied. “But darkness never dies. It simply... waits.” Kye exhaled slowly. “I knew peace wouldn’t last.” “It never does,” Mira muttered. The third figure finally spoke a soft voice, almost a whisper. “You left something behind. Something calling.”

he says and a wooden Great sword forms from the soil and he grabs onto it. As soon as he grabs onto the Great sword its immense weight causes him to drop it. Akihiko being confused tries to pick it up but to no avail. With all his strength he tries picking it up one last time and somehow succeeds in doing so. Breathlessly he says- “Don’t ever… underestimate a… Give me one second.” He says and takes deep breathes In and continues, “Don’t underestimate a loner!” “I won’t be warning you if I am to strike after this time. Here I come!” says Yasuhiro and charges towards Akihiko while swirling his spear.

"You're the Hollow." A low laughter rolls from beneath the hood. I lift my chin despite the fear crawling up my spine. "Show me your face." The smoke thickens. "Are you not afraid?" it asks softly. "I have the Sanctum," I say, my voice shaking. "And I am the Vessel. If anyone should be afraid here, it's you." For a moment, the desert goes utterly silent. Then the Hollow laughs. It's deeper this time, almost pleased. "Ah," it murmurs. "Courage. How rare. How... exquisite."

I remember the exact words twelve years ago. --Third-Person POV-- "A tool. That's what makes you dumb, yet commendable." Hajime blurted out to Lazarus. His eyes glared ever so slightly in annoyance and irritation at Lazarus' constant bugging and asking for various random things that may or may not benefit them both in their plans.

“You’re stronger than you think, you know.” Celina let out a faint smile, though it didn’t quite reach her eyes. “I don’t feel strong. I feel hollow. Like everything’s been scooped out and I’m just… here. Existing.” “Still…” her friend said gently, resting a hand on hers, “hollow things echo the loudest when they finally decide to speak.” The words lingered, quiet but powerful, sinking into the silence between them. Celina looked away, eyes distant, but something flickered behind them. Not quite hope. Not yet. But maybe… the beginning of it. A promise that one day, her voice would rise—and when it did, it would be impossible to ignore.

Not before sending me a ‘You can do it’ glance. I can do it? Do what? Die?. Absolutely no solidarity. “What are you waiting for?”. Miyamura tilts his head at me, “Come closer Sorahiko”. Fuck.

“I would not betray your master no matter what you say!” “You ought to be goo,” Hikari mocks Mizuko, her eyes raised up showing only white in her eyes. “You don’t tell me what I ought to be! I am the great crystal who can kill hundreds if I want to.” “But you can’t do anything without Kenshi’s approval.” Mizuko finds Hikari amusing and stubborn now like a younger sister who hates you. “Excuse me! I can too!” Hikari argues, now her voice is sounding like a kid which Mizuko laughed at. Then Hikari cleared her throat. “So you see, use me!”

Do he really know who he is calling his powers trash, Isekai(thanatos) thought to himself as he disappeared only appearing behind the man. "this is called shadowless assassin slit the throat, you can say that the academy is trash and can say the tribe is trash on some occasion but once you say my powers are trash then next time i will sure slit through your breathing track," Isekai said with a smile as he looked at the two kids behind the man who shivered in fear. Seeing this both the people standing in the line and the paladin standing above the walls where awe struck, the man that picked Isekai (thanatos) was the one more slight jawed, he had known Isekai was bold but not to this extent.

Before I could finish, with a shaky voice, Ishigami said, "They told me..." "They told you what?" "I'll be better off dying." "Hmm... who said that?" He turned his face, and with teary eyes, he muttered, "Everybody." Everybody, huh? A truly petrifying coincidence. Ishigami and I look alike and lived alike. I know how it feels, my little brother. "Is that it?" In an enraged tone, Ishigami stood up and yelled, "What do you know?! You've never experienced what I did!"