"You… how do you have this kind of terrifying strength?"
"Why… why did you kill the secret guards just by looking at them?"
"What kind of Zanpakutō is that? Is it Bankai?"
None of the elders had seen what happened clearly. All they could register was that Yuta drew his sword, cut them down, and sheathed it again before they could react.
He moved faster than their senses could follow.
Yuta cast them a cold glance. "Don't you recognize the person you were just talking about?"
"You… you're Yuta!"
"How did you find us!?"
"Yuta, you're just a civilian! How dare you-!"
"Where is the Enra Kyoten!?"
"Bring out the Enra Kyoten now!"
They descended into panic, scrambling to reach for the very artifact they hoped would stop Yuta.
Seeing their disarray, Yuta smiled faintly. "At least you're not completely blind. Too bad I ever intended to spare you."
In the next breath, Yuta's body vanished-dissolving into spirit-and reappeared as dozens of identical clones surrounding the Tsunayashiro elders from every direction.
"What… what kind of ability is this? He split into so many?"
All of them-identical to Yuta-spoke at once: "Have you forgotten? That Kenpachi sealed in Muken…"
One elder's eyes went wide with terror. "You… you don't… you don't possibly… the Eighth Kenpachi! That devil!?"
Eighth Kenpachi-Soya Azashiro.
Once the first son of the noble Azashiro family, his Zanpakutō had abilities no one else had seen before. Even Kyoraku Shunsui once said of him: "We've seen the weapon, but not the blade itself-not truly."
Centuries ago, after slaying the Seventh Kenpachi, Azashiro took the title for himself. Before their duel, Azashiro had declared: "Without Shikai or Bankai, we both die. That way, there's no victor."
Kuruyashiki Kenpachi possessed his own uncontrollable Bankai-one so dangerous it couldn't distinguish between ally or enemy. After the resulting destruction during testing in the Dangai, Central 46 forbade him from remaining within Seireitei under any conditions.
Azashiro had known tragedy too early. The Azashiro family-coveted by rival nobles-was destroyed in political maneuvering. He and his sister had been the only survivors, thrown into one of Soul Society's execution pits, where condemned Shinigami were abandoned to be devoured by Hollows.
During that chaos, Azashiro's sister had used the forbidden Kidō "Blue Fire Pendant." Her body ignited and detonated, killing the Hollow that held her captive. Her final smile was the last thing burned into Azashiro's memory before awakening Urozakuro-his Zanpakutō-and using it to slaughter every noble present.
Urozakuro's ability allowed Bankai to be maintained indefinitely. It fused Azashiro's spirit with any living or non-living spirit matter-granting total control over what he merged with. By synchronizing with inorganic material, he could manipulate it with the same ease as his own limbs. Fused with space itself, he could observe, listen, and manifest anywhere within it. Its range only depended on his spiritual pressure-and when pushed, he could envelop the entire Seireitei in it.
Even Aizen's Kyōka Suigetsu held no power against him; Urozakuro's fusion with the spiritual atmosphere made it impossible for hypnotic illusions to bind him.
However, Urozakuro was not without its limits. Anything capable of draining spiritual pressure posed immense risk. If the fused object's spirit was absorbed or destroyed, Azashiro's soul would receive the backlash many times over. As powerful as it was, it had very clear weaknesses.
Yuta looked at the elders and spoke levelly. "Does being born noble give someone the right to kill freely?"
He already knew the answer. The Spirit Book had revealed the truth clearly-these elders were guilty of cruel, unrepentant crimes. They deserved to die.
One elder barked out bitter laughter. "You joke. How could commoners ever be the same as nobles? Our hands are clean-we command from above! How could you understand that we live with power in our hands and rule without fear? If even one civilian holds power that rivals ours, they must be eliminated... no matter how small the risk."
Yuta's gaze hardened. "You want to kill others because of your own fear? That's absurd. You're the ones who should die."
At once, the dozens of Yutas raised their swords and struck down the Tsunayashiro elders where they stood.
"Urozakuro," Yuta said softly.
His clones dissolved into spirit and merged with the mansion's atmosphere-Urozakuro's ability blanketing the compound entirely. From that moment on, every movement and whisper within the Tsunayashiro estate was under his control.
"Spirit Book," Yuta said calmly, "locate every criminal in the Tsunayashiro family."
"Confirmed… search complete."
Information flooded into Yuta's mind. There were those who had abused civilian women; others who forced common people to fight Hollows as sport. The list of crimes stretched on with no end in sight.
Reiatsu gathered in the air-coalescing into Zanpakutō.
Using Spirit Control in combination with Urozakuro, Yuta shaped weapons from the very atmosphere. Unlike Azashiro, who could only fuse with what existed, Yuta could form them from nothing.
One by one, the Zanpakutō took shape-and fell-striking down each member of the Tsunayashiro family judged guilty under capital law.
On this day-the Tsunayashiro compound ran red with blood.
"What's happening?!"
"Who's attacking!?"
"Where is the enemy!?"
"Why is the Zanpakutō moving on its own!?"
"What kind of ability is this!?"
Most of them died without ever seeing who had killed them.
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