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Bleach : The silent blade

Reborn in the Rukongai as a child with no memory of his previous life, Kurotsuki Renya awakens to the cold truths of Soul Society. At eleven years old, he’s rescued by Renji Abarai and Rukia Kuchiki during a routine patrol in the outer districts. Sensing his latent spiritual pressure, they bring him into the Seireitei, where he is enrolled in the Shin’ō Academy. Renya quickly rises to the top of his class — not through raw power, but through precision, discipline, and an unnerving mastery of stealth and Kidō. While most cadets aim to join the Gotei 13, Renya is handpicked by the Commander of the Onmitsukidō — Soul Society’s covert assassination and black ops unit — and recruited into the Corps of Punishment. Though still young, Renya conceals a brutal resolve behind his calm demeanor. In a world shaped by balance and duty, he forms his own creed: “Those who threaten order from the shadows… shall be erased by the shadows.” Haunted by visions of a burning sky and a name long forgotten, Renya carries out missions deemed too dark for the Gotei 13 — eliminating traitors, suppressing forbidden knowledge, and protecting Soul Society’s secrets at all costs. But when strange anomalies begin appearing across the districts — echoes of spiritual energy not tied to Hollows, Quincy, or Arrancar — Renya is forced to confront the reality that the greatest threats to Soul Society may not come from the outside… but from within.
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Alpha’s Wild Temptation

"Vincent… can you promise me something?" The words had slipped out of me in a whisper, thin and shaky like they were barely holding themselves together. He had nodded immediately, without a second of hesitation. "Anything." I swallowed, tasting blood and salt. "If something happens to me… promise me you'll find the love of your life. Your true mate. And that you'll love her the way you loved me." For a heartbeat, he didn't react. Then his face darkened...like a storm breaking over the ocean. "I take my fucking words back." "Vincent…" I had tried again, but he cut me off. "No." His voice had cracked. "Don't you fucking dare ask me that. You think I had a choice in loving you? You think I could just walk away and hand my heart to someone else like it's replaceable?" His chest rose and fell hard. His eyes glistened, but the tears refused to fall. "Ella, my heart belonged to you the moment you breathed my name for the first time. It's yours. You fucking ruined it for anyone else." He leaned closer, gripping the rails of my hospital bed like he needed to anchor himself or he'd break apart. "You tied your soul to mine the second I marked you as mine. And if you think I'd ever let another woman touch what belongs to you, then you didn't know me at all." "Vincent…" My voice had trembled, but he kept going, breath shaking with every word. "But nothing." His jaw clenched so tightly it looked painful. " I would've cut off my own damn hand before I ever wore a ring that made me someone else's husband instead of yours." He lowered his forehead to mine, his breath warm and trembling. "You are going to get better and you will get out of this bed and go home with me." His words felt like he was trying to assure both of us despite knowing that the chances of that happening were barely there but I found myself nodding at his words..._
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