Bleach: Threads of Destiny

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Naruki City - A Manor

A young girl with short orange hair walked slowly into the hall.

At the same time, a white-haired man in his forties or fifties stood near the window, gazing into the distance with his hands behind his back.

"Uncle Ishida, what are you looking at?" the girl asked with a smile as she approached.

The white-haired man turned toward her, adjusting his glasses with a serious expression. "Masaki, can you sense the three distinct Reiatsu in the distance?"

Kurosaki Masaki nodded with a smile. "Uncle Ishida, of course I can feel them. The Reiatsu are incredibly strong, but I noticed something peculiar about them."

Ishida Sōken raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "Tell me, what did you sense?"

Masaki paused, tapping her chin thoughtfully. "Two of the Reiatsu feel like Shinigami, but the third is... strange. It feels similar to Shinigami, yet there's a hollow, empty undertone to it. More than that, there's a mysterious energy I've never encountered before. And that one—whoever it is—feels so overwhelmingly powerful, even from this distance."

Hearing her analysis, Sōken's expression softened, and a faint smile crossed his face. "Impressive, Masaki. Your sensitivity to Reiatsu has improved remarkably. If Ryūken hears about this, I'm sure he'll be jealous, as usual," he teased.

Masaki blushed and covered her face with her hand. "Uncle Ishida, don't tease me like that! Ryūken is far better than me. I could never compare."

At that moment, a young man with short, white hair entered the room.

"Father, I sense Hollows in that direction!" he announced excitedly. "Let me go take care of them!"

Sōken sighed, shaking his head. "Ryūken, your impatience will get the better of you one day. Can't you sense the three immensely powerful Reiatsu near that Hollow? Especially the strongest one—its presence surpasses anything the Sternritter could muster."

Ryūken scoffed, folding his arms. "It's just three Shinigami. I'll let them tire themselves out fighting the Hollow, then deal with all of them in one swoop."

"You're too arrogant!" Sōken scolded. "Forget it. Go back to your room. I need to discuss something with Masaki."

Ryūken wanted to protest but stopped when he saw his father's stern gaze. With a defeated sigh, he retreated upstairs, though not without sticking his tongue out at Masaki as he passed.

Once Ryūken was gone, Sōken turned to Masaki. His gaze softened as he said, "Masaki, you already know the history of our Quincy lineage, so I won't repeat it. But today, I want to discuss something important—Ryūken's future."

After their conversation, Masaki left the manor, her expression troubled. Watching her retreating figure, Sōken sighed heavily. "Stubborn child. Perhaps she'll understand in time," he muttered before returning his attention to the distant Reiatsu.

Naruki City - Jungle

The torrential rain continued to fall, obscuring visibility, but the three figures in the forest each had their own agendas.

"Why hasn't Tōsen arrived yet?" Aizen Sōsuke thought, his brow furrowing as he stared at Aaron, who hovered nonchalantly in the air before him.

Suddenly, a ripple of spatial energy emerged behind Aizen. A black Garganta materialized, and two distinct Reiatsu poured out.

"Shoot to kill, Shinsō!"

The blade of Gin Ichimaru's Zanpakutō elongated at blinding speed, aiming directly at Aizen's back.

In an instant, Aaron released his grip on Kyōka Suigetsu and vanished, while Aizen sidestepped to stand near the Garganta.

"My lord, we apologize for the delay! Please forgive us!" Tōsen Kaname, clad in his usual uniform and silver goggles, emerged from the gate and knelt, his voice low with trepidation.

Aizen's expression remained unreadable as he glared at Aaron, who floated above, smirking. Without hesitation, Aizen retreated into the Garganta, followed by Tōsen and Gin.

As the Garganta closed, the Hollow Aizen had unleashed earlier, a hulking Adjuchas-class entity known as White, turned its attention to Shiba Isshin.

"Careful!"

A voice rang out as a slender figure darted forward. It was Kurosaki Masaki, who had ventured out after her discussion with Sōken. She stood protectively in front of Isshin and raised her bow to summon a Quincy Heilig Pfeil. However, pain shot through her arm before she could fire.

Isshin stepped forward in alarm, pulling Masaki behind him. The long-repressed anger from his previous encounters with Aizen and White erupted as he swung his Zanpakutō.

"Getsuga Tenshō!"

A brilliant, crescent-shaped blade of energy hurtled toward White. Yet, just as it was about to strike, its trajectory inexplicably shifted upward and dispersed into the sky.

"What?" Isshin gasped, stunned. "That was my full power… how?"

As the dust settled, Isshin's gaze locked on a figure standing over the Hollow's lifeless body. The young man held a black Zanpakutō, his face calm yet amused.

It was Aaron.

"I see you've lost none of your passion, Shiba Isshin," he said with a faint smile.

Isshin's mind reeled. Memories of legends whispered in the Seireitei flashed through his thoughts. Trembling, he covered his eyes as if to shield himself from the realization.

"You… you're…" Isshin stammered, but his words were cut off as two blue Heilig Pfeile streaked through the air, one aimed at Isshin and the other at Aaron.

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