Bleach: The Template System Chose Me, The Forgotten Kuchiki

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After Muguruma Kensei released his Bankai, even the fortyfold increase in gravity was barely being resisted by the sheer force of his Reiatsu. And now, suddenly—Shiraha increased it again, multiplying it by ten.

Boom.

Instantly, Kensei—charging at Shiraha—was forced down on one knee. The earth beneath him split apart with a groan, spiderweb cracks radiating outward. His Reiatsu flared wildly, surging to counteract the crushing weight of fifty times gravity.

"Damn it…!"

Gritting his teeth, Kensei cursed through the pain. Though his Reiatsu had cauterized his earlier wounds, the intensified gravity reopened them. Blood streamed freely from the torn muscle and ruptured skin. Now, immobilized beneath fifty times the natural force of gravity, Kensei couldn't even raise his arms, let alone strike. Shiraha had completely halted his momentum.

And Kensei wasn't alone. The other Visoreds weren't faring much better. Except for Hirako Shinji, Aikawa Love, and Rōjūrō Ōtoribashi—captains who had withstood immense pressure during the war—the rest were collapsing under the sudden increase.

Boom!

With a resounding crash, the ground beneath them gave way. Deep craters formed beneath their feet. Their bodies, strained and unsupported, slammed into the jagged recesses that opened beneath them.

Among them, the worst off was the former Kidō Corps vice-commander, Hachigen Ushōda. Though a master of barrier techniques, Hachigen was never adept in physical combat. Even after Hollowfication, his power merely matched that of a standard lieutenant. His lime-green robes shredded apart as his massive frame was driven forcefully into the crater. The sickening sound of bones snapping echoed around him.

Even Hirako Shinji, the most composed among them, was visibly straining. With his Hollow mask activated, he barely managed to maintain his footing under the unbearable weight.

"This can't be... how is this Zanpakutō's ability still evolving?"

A flicker of disbelief passed across Shinji's face. At first, he had assumed Shiraha's overwhelming power was due to a one-time release of his Zanpakutō. But now, he realized—Shiraha was still escalating.

And worse, he didn't seem close to his limit.

The only one completely unaffected by the gravitational onslaught was Yoruichi Shihōin. Agile and unconstrained, she hovered effortlessly above the chaos.

"Little Shiraha," she called out, eyes narrowed in curiosity. "Where exactly does the limit of your Zanpakutō lie?"

Shiraha smiled faintly. "Since Kensei-senpai isn't planning to use his Hollow powers... then let's finish this here."

Kensei still hadn't used his mask, and Shiraha took that as a sign the man wasn't going all out. Fine. Then he would end it. All Shiraha wanted was to defeat a single member of the Visoreds—to complete the system's sign-in task and push the Template's progress to 100%, unlocking the next form.

In his hand, the obsidian-colored staff blade—coated in Armament Haki—glowed faintly. A flick of his wrist, and Six Paths Slashes erupted outward. In a blink, six violet arcs of condensed energy swept forward from different angles, each over a dozen meters long, converging on Kensei.

But just as the attacks reached him—

"If you want to see my Hollow... then I'll show you!"

Kensei's roar echoed like thunder. His Reiatsu flared with a twisted, violent intensity—accompanied by a chilling, corrupted presence. A white mask manifested over his face, rectangular in shape, with six slits resembling ancient vent markings.

Boom!

A vortex of wind exploded outward as Kensei's full power erupted. Dual blades whirled in his hands, generating cyclones. With both swords drawn, he met Shiraha's incoming slashes.

CRACK!

With a thunderous impact, the Six Paths violet crescents were shattered. The shockwave annihilated the nearby terrain, tearing a crater several hundred meters wide into the earth. Standing in the eye of the storm, Kensei emerged—Hollow mask gleaming, dual blades humming with spiritual power—as he slowly advanced toward Shiraha.

"So this is your Hollow," Shiraha observed calmly, sensing everything through Observation Haki. "Not bad… but it's still not enough."

After entering Bankai and activating his Hollow powers, Kensei's strength now surpassed even that of Sajin Komamura's Human Transformation Technique. His Reiatsu surged until it nullified the effects of the fiftyfold gravity. And with a flash step, he closed the distance between them, striking with both swords simultaneously.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Sparks exploded from their clash. Shiraha met his twin blades with a single, Haki-coated staff. The sound of grinding steel filled the air.

Each blow from Kensei carried immense pressure—his swords creating rending shockwaves with every swing. But Shiraha's body was fully clad in Armament Haki. No matter how hard Kensei pressed, the blows couldn't penetrate.

The two darted through the ruined battlefield, exchanging hundreds of strikes in moments. The open terrain around them was devastated. Deep fissures spidered across the earth, stretching kilometers from the epicenter of their clash.

Then Shiraha raised his hand again.

"Sixty times gravity."

And once more, the world shuddered.

But this time, Shiraha isolated the increase—targeting Kensei alone. He didn't extend it to the others; not even someone like Mashiro Kuna or Sarugaki Hiyori could survive that, even with their masks on.

The moment the sixtyfold gravity hit, Kensei's body buckled. His mask cracked down the center. Blood exploded from his wounds. His body shuddered, collapsing like a marionette with its strings cut.

He slammed into the ground, unable to move.

The weight crushed his bones, tore his muscles, and flattened his Reiatsu.

"You're... you're a monster, Kuchiki Shiraha..."

Kensei's voice was barely a whisper. Horror crept into his eyes as the ground beneath him fractured again. A hundred-meter-wide crater opened and swallowed him whole.

Shinji looked on silently. "Kensei... is done."

"I told you he wouldn't be a match for Shiraha," Yoruichi added, arms folded.

But Shiraha frowned.

Something was wrong.

According to Observation Haki, Kensei had already lost consciousness.

Then why hadn't the system sign-in task triggered?

ROOOAAARRR!!

Suddenly, from the depths of the crater, an unholy surge of Reiatsu burst forth. It wasn't just spiritual power—it was chaotic, feral, corrupted.

Something else had awakened.

And Shiraha's eyes narrowed.

Kensei hadn't given up yet.

Something darker was clawing its way to the surface.

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