Chapter 93: Multiversalization of Bleach
What stunned Ichigo Kurosaki wasn't just the identical appearance.
It was the fact that this "other self" blocked Kenpachi Zaraki's blade with a mere flick of a finger. The nonchalant gesture made it look as if he were merely brushing away a stray blade of grass drifting in the wind.
"Kenpachi-bro of another world, I still have important things to do and no time to play with you. Go study under Mentor Fisher for a while and boost your Purity. We'll chat later."
Then, with a gentle flick, a terrifying shockwave tore through the heavens and earth in a circular bloom. The Zanpakuto in Kenpachi's hand shattered into dust instantly. The momentum didn't stop, slamming directly into Kenpachi's chest.
Kenpachi's eyes nearly bulged out of his skull as he spat a massive fountain of blood. He couldn't fathom how a casual flick could possess such incomprehensible power—strength he couldn't even resist for a microsecond. By the time he processed what happened, he was being propelled like a rocket, smashing through countless buildings until he slammed directly into the 1st Division Headquarters.
If Genryusai Shigekuni Yamamoto hadn't reached out to catch him, Kenpachi might have been sent flying out of the Seireitei entirely.
Kenpachi looked at the old man, trying to speak, but before a word could escape, his vision distorted. In his peripheral vision, a strange man in a white suit, holding Vaseline and chrysanthemums, strolled leisurely toward him!
"Hi, BOY. Let us begin a passionate and intense martial arts lesson..."
Yamamoto was about to ask what happened when he saw Kenpachi suddenly go into convulsions. His eyes rolled back, and his body twitched uncontrollably. The Commander let out an angry snort.
"You... who are you!?"
Lying on the ground, the Ichigo of this world stared at his double—a version of himself whose power was on a completely different plane of existence.
The newcomer looked down at his battered, miserable counterpart. Seemingly sensing something, he smiled slightly:
"I am who you were, and who you will be. I've just read some of the underlying data of this world and realized that fight was supposed to be a milestone for your growth. Since my interference ruined it, don't worry—that level of metamorphosis wasn't 'potent' enough anyway. I'll compensate you with a much more intense battle."
With that, the man clenched his fist and threw a casual punch forward as if waving hello!
The entire Seireitei vibrated violently. A matchless fist-force tore through the city, pulverizing every building in its path and aiming straight for the 1st Division HQ.
"Damned Ryoka! How dare you despise the Soul Society so!!!"
A searing fire erupted, cleaving the fist-force in two. Yamamoto, the Head of the Soul Reapers, stepped forward in a rage, blade of flame in hand!
The newcomer looked at Yamamoto and smiled, then pointed at the Ichigo on the ground:
"Don't mind me. Use your Zanka no Tachi and strike with all your might. Let his 'Trial of Growth' be a bit more violent!"
The local Ichigo froze. He looked at the old man, whose aura was countless times stronger than Kenpachi's, then at the gentle, smiling "self" with his hands in his pockets. He wanted to say: Whoever you are, please give the old Kenpachi back. I liked that level of difficulty. I don't need this kind of intensity right now.
But the words never came out. At that moment, the world shuddered again with a silent roar, and the newcomer vanished without a trace.
In Karakura Town, Ichigo was in class, unable to concentrate. Rukia, the transfer student, had just told him something important—asking him to defend the town as a Substitute Soul Reaper. He had refused, wanting only a normal life.
However, it wasn't her words that distracted him, but the occasional silent tremors shaking the universe. No one else heard them, but every time Ichigo did, a massive sense of unease surged in his heart.
Suddenly, he sensed a malevolent Reiatsu. He turned to see a Menos Grande—invisible to mortals—attacking the school. Rukia had already rushed out to intercept it.
According to the original plot, Rukia would be defeated, Ichigo would find his resolve, heroically repel the Menos, and accept the role of Substitute.
But now, amidst the silent thunders of the cosmos, an anomaly struck.
Before the Menos could even reach the school, it was vaporized by a magnificent Cero Oscuras. Then, a terrifying entity wearing a Hollow mask with long horns—clad in a white-and-black hybrid outfit—descended from the sky with a savage roar. The Reiatsu was so intense the entire town of Karakura teetered on the brink of collapse. Before Rukia could even get close, she collapsed to the ground, paralyzed.
"What is this... How can such an existence exist!?" she muttered.
Inside the classroom, the local Ichigo couldn't sit still. Neither could Uryu Ishida. But as Uryu stood up, he saw an unbelievable scene outside the window:
"I don't know what's happening, but clearly, this low-purity 'Vasto Lorde Ichigo' needs a lesson from a Quincy!!!"
Uryu Ishida, dressed in the formal robes of the Quincy Empire's Crown Prince, stepped right over the paralyzed Rukia. He pushed up his glasses and clenched his fist!
Within a sea of light gathered from Reishi, a domineering Reishi Blasting Fist exploded!
On the Execution Hill of the Soul Society, Aizen—wearing his thick-rimmed glasses and a gentle smile—held Rukia with one hand. With his other hand, wearing a glove capable of touching the soul's interior, he reached into her chest and pulled out the Hogyoku. Seeing she was still alive, he smiled:
"Still breathing? Urahara's technology is indeed impressive. Gin, kill her."
Gin's eyes flickered as he extended his Zanpakuto. Nearby, the heavily injured Renji and Ichigo watched in helpless fury. In the original story, Byakuya Kuchiki would have saved her. But now, a pale, slender hand reached out, caught Gin's extended blade, and snapped it with a light twist!
"I don't know the situation, but Aizen... what did I do to make you so disrespectful to me, the eldest daughter of the Kuchiki clan? Was it because I didn't invite you to my flower arrangement tea party?"
Aizen turned his gaze. Beneath his glasses, a trace of surprise flickered. He smiled thinly:
"To think such a thing could happen? No matter. Whoever you are, you shouldn't have appeared in my—"
"Shut up, you low-purity loser! Feel the flower arrangement techniques of the Kuchiki house!"
Aizen didn't finish his sentence. This sudden Rukia unleashed her Dark Absolute Realm 80% "Refined Lady Flower Arrangement."
A sandbag-sized fist slammed directly into Aizen's skull. In a flash, a sequence of flesh-on-flesh follow-up strikes and magnificent grappling combos followed! The Kuchiki Heiress Style: Bloody Flower Arrangement Dance was one of the few moves Rukia had developed herself rather than through the Hogyoku. It was a display of morbid, crimson beauty.
She didn't stop until Aizen was "planted" upside-down in the ground like a flower, his upper half buried in the dirt. The scene was so brutal that the local Rukia, Ichigo, and Renji all tried to speak several times but ended up staying silent out of pure terror.
World bubbles were colliding. Intrusions and crossovers were playing out everywhere.
Sitting at his computer, Mo Yu had no time to worry about the internal chaos. The Heaven-Bleach Rocket Ark was still screaming through the Silver Sea, piercing through one bubble after another.
The best place for the Bleach Ark to dock—or for its residents to immigrate—was naturally another Bleach world. Mo Yu had used his Divine Authority to scan for other Bleach bubbles to use as "destinations."
Heaven, his natal bubble, had a search function. Initially, Mo Yu used it to find the first Bleach world. Now, for some reason, the function had upgraded—or perhaps he was simply using it at full power for the first time.
Heaven had targeted a massive cluster of Bleach bubbles and set them as the goal. Combined with the "Swell" of the Silver Sea and the Ark's massive momentum, the trajectory began to collapse, creating a "gravitational pull" that accelerated the Ark.
It was like a mudslide or an avalanche; tiny chain reactions amplified into a massive force of eruption! The Rocket Ark was now completely unable to brake.
The good news: the Omniscience Authority in Mo Yu's head was working overtime, pioneering a new field of study—[Kinetic Energy Weaponry for World-Bubble Strikes]—and updating the navigation manual. Once the research was complete, Mo Yu's "Godhood" would reach a new level with many new tricks.
The bad news: the current "World-Bubble Multi-Vehicle Collision" had already involved thirteen worlds, and the scale was still climbing.
Mo Yu closed his eyes and floored the accelerator. He had to get the Ark out of the "Storm Zone" first.
The Ark continued its rampage. What started as a streak of light was now a "Bamboo Skewer" impaling twenty-some "beads," cruising through the Silver Sea like a cosmic candied hawthorn.
Eventually, the muddy Silver Sea cleared up, returning to its brilliant, flowing radiance. The manic acceleration slowed. Mo Yu looked at the twenty-six world bubbles skewered onto the Ark and didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
He comforted himself: It's just upgrading a one-world immigration project to a twenty-six-world project. As God, I can handle the liability of emergency evasion and make proper arrangements.
He switched perspectives, using the "God-POV" loaded onto various characters in the Purity-Bleach world to check the interiors.
In one, he saw Orihime Inoue waving her high-purity tiny fists, manically pummeling the Aizen who had just defected to Hueco Mundo!
In another, he saw Rukia giving a "Kuchiki Flower Arrangement" lesson to the Aizen-trio before they could even betray the Soul Society!
"Tsk. Why is everyone picking on Aizen?"
He switched again. No Aizen this time. He saw Momo Hinamori wandering the halls of the Shin'ō Academy hundreds of years in the past. After a long search, she found a young, green, un-calculating Aizen still in his student days.
Hinamori wore a morbid smile.
Mo Yu didn't want to watch the likely "Mysterious Disappearance of an Academy Student." He marked it as excellent material for a future crime thriller and looked elsewhere. It was clear: with the bubbles colliding, a massive number of characters had wandered onto the wrong sets, wrecking the local plots.
Finally, Mo Yu found his Ichigo Kurosaki.
Ichigo stood with his hands in his pockets, gazing at the landscape. There was no wind or cloud. The entire world was deathly silent. Colors were ambiguous, rendered in a fading gray. Ruined buildings lay everywhere. At his feet, a dust-covered sign read: [Karakura Town XX School].
"What happened to this world?" Mo Yu asked via the Divine Voice.
Ichigo didn't look up. "The cycle of the Three Worlds broke. It seems the Soul King died, but not quite 'cleanly'—it was like a zombie-like corruption. Reishi became stagnant and rotten; the world's source began to dry up. A war broke out to fight for the remaining vital Reishi. The result is... this. Karakura was unlucky; as a Heavy Spirit Ground, it was the center of the war. It's already extinct."
"That's quite bad," Mo Yu noted.
Ichigo laughed. "It's not the worst. Many people—including the Ichigo of this world—are still alive. As long as we fix the cycle, it can recover. It's better than the bubble next door; in that one, Hell swallowed everything, and the local Ichigo is already dead."
Twenty-six bubbles, each with a different story. Mo Yu spoke directly:
"Step one: Return all intruders to their proper places to stabilize the bubbles. Step two: Focus on solving the 'Problem Worlds.' Step three: Bring everything under a unified order. I will act during this process. Ichigo... as the World's Strongest Protector, do you know what to do?"
Ichigo smiled lightly. "Beat the entire world to carry out my will, right? I'm familiar with the process. Even if I have to do it twenty-six times, it's no problem. Because now... I can do anything."
From protecting one world to twenty-six—another Ichigo might hesitate, but the Purity-version Ichigo only knew one path: clench his fists, blast every problem, and beat the world until it looked the way he wanted it to!
Ichigo strolled forward, hands in his pockets, ready to give the other worlds a taste of the King of Purity!
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