朽木 白哉
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朽木 白哉
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❝If you wield your blade without regard for your own life, you will find yourself unable to protect anything.❞ ❀ ❀ ❀ 『 ᴛʜᴇ ʙʟᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴄᴏʟʟᴇᴄᴛɪᴠᴇ™️』


“One step at a time.”

April 27, 2025 at 9:39 PM


“Albeit, with these struggles in tow, I strive towards some semblance of peace in daily routine. Meditation, contributions, training, introspection. I seek to understand what I did not understand, yesterday - even the obstacles.” -

April 27, 2025 at 9:39 PM


“All of which elude me at the moment. I’ve spent the past years battling the same internal forces you face now, and still I have yet to decipher that persisting question.”

He turned his attention to Renji’s inebriated, saddened, disposition in search of something. Resolve. -

April 27, 2025 at 9:39 PM


“If I were Kurosaki Ichigo, I’m sure I would have some rebellious conception of an answer that echos inspiring truth;

Or Rukia’s contemplative poetry;

Perhaps the deceased Genryusai Yamamoto’s wizened insight and penchant for brutal honesty.” -

April 27, 2025 at 9:39 PM


Renji, a mirror, reflected the outward expression of these omitted emotions and therefore regarded with the utmost honesty one could muster.

“You stifle me, Renji.” He stood from the chair and approached the windowpane, immaculate in the opaque moonlight. -

April 27, 2025 at 9:39 PM


He learned that centuries ago when his wife perished; the testament of his mortality nowadays came in the dead hours of barbaric night terrors —out of that came constant enveloping in thoughts good or absolutely horrendous. -

April 27, 2025 at 9:39 PM


to every question within himself. He was quite normal as time, and sufferance lead him to understand. . . The last name, title, and regal moniker of Kuchiki did not warrant any tangible barrier, impenetrable, to shield Byakuya. -

April 27, 2025 at 9:39 PM


Receptive to this, the introspective Kuchiki noble placed the full glass aside on the Lieutenants desk.

He may have been older, more knowledgeable, and a seasoned participant in conflict —but he was not omnipresent or omnipotent, and did not contain the answer -

April 27, 2025 at 9:39 PM


Whether a millennia before their conception, or in the centuries of their raising, the chapters of defeats were etched into their very anatomy — to suffer the sins of their forefathers and undertake the responsibility of what’s to come. -

April 27, 2025 at 9:39 PM


a rift that pulsed and expanded in obscurity in preparation for the day its rage could explode a sentient rage in individual souls whom were oppressed into extinction by none other than the two men in this room. -

April 27, 2025 at 9:39 PM


The initial break of the invasion - he nor his second seat were powerful enough to withstand the brunt of an incomprehensible assailing from an unpredictable enemy that lie in the sullied rift of Soul Societies history; -

April 27, 2025 at 9:39 PM


A brush, subtle as the springs breeze, of phantom pain swathes his body in an overwhelming torrent of which coerced him into a past he yearned to forget. His reminiscence urged him to remember not only the losses of the innocent, but his own failings in particular. -

April 27, 2025 at 9:39 PM


In the crystalline reflection of the glass, Renji’s retelling plays out in filmic fashion.

“Yes, it was unfortunate.” Which is all he could will himself to say at the moment until another abrupt comment.

“A memento of how gravely we failed those poor souls.”

April 26, 2025 at 4:10 AM


Haply they’re equally distraught about an identical conflict. Effortlessly, he regathered his composure and reclined in the office chair swirling his alcohol in the glass content so it could settle, a wont gained from his father. -

April 26, 2025 at 4:10 AM


Compassion, a lance, primed a sharpened tip at the sword that was that ideology ——drowsy, the clan head contemplated his amok reverie. Why exactly did Abarai’s presentation of saké warrant that sudden hearken of distrust? -

April 26, 2025 at 4:10 AM


. . . Wise council reverberated through this region of thought.

𓈒∘ ❝ 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚕𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚗𝚘𝚋𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚢. 𝙰 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚜𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚝𝚑. 𝙿𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚟𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗. ❞ 𓈒∘ -

April 26, 2025 at 4:10 AM


had made dishonorable mistakes more than once to assure and moreover cement the reputation of the clan, piety of the laws in Seireitei, and dismally personal pride.

Recollecting these stories, a much less mature mind coveted their vainglorious details. . . -

April 26, 2025 at 4:10 AM


It was a force of habit ——tales of ancestors croaking in a pool of foam after ingesting a poisoned drink. His honorable grandfather, spectator to these events, accounted affairs where the venerable Kuchiki’s had not been so venerable, and that in his lifetime, -

April 26, 2025 at 4:10 AM


via one request.

“Pour me a cup of saké, please. And while your hands are occupied finding a second glass, you might humor me with this ‘complicated’ circumstance that lead you here to drink.”

April 26, 2025 at 4:01 AM


“Frankly, in the presence of such distastefulness I find myself pondering the furtherance of your employment, Lieutenant Abarai.”

April 26, 2025 at 3:42 AM