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You guys really hammered it out pretty quickly with those power stones huh? Well, not there quite yet, but I wanted to have a nap so figured I'd just slap this out a bit early pretty quickly. Here it is, the Daiki in Bleach Omake.
You know funnily enough, I have an actual Bleach story, a Yukio insert story, I should get around to uploading that here at some point too.
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"What do you think?"
There was a proud sense of accomplishment in Daiki's voice as he stood outside in the back of his home, in the small training yard. Before him, inscribed within the ground was a seal.
But not just any seal.
No, it was the jutsu shikki, the technique formula for the legendary flying thunder god jutsu. The creation of Lord Tobirama Senju himself, and later improved upon by Minato Namikaze the vaunted Yondaime Hokage.
'I think it's a complete waste of time,' Isobu snorted, 'You already have two space-time ninjutsu, one that teleports you anywhere you want as long as you've been there and doesn't need marks. Besides you could literally get proper instructions for this without having to experiment with it first.'
"Where's the fun in that?" Daiki grinned, his bare arms, not covered by his jonin vest, crossed in front his chest, the red and white pointed Hokage hat hanging at the back of his neck through a simple string jostling slightly as he surveyed his work, "Besides, the flying thunder god might need marks to teleport to, but it's instant, way better for a fight."
Besides, even if worst came to worst and something did go wrong - which it would not, his formula was perf- completely correct - Konoha was far and away in a better position compared to the other timeline.
There was an absurdly powerful force of warriors returned from the dead working as his silent task task force. Tsunade was back full time, as was Jiraiya. Danzo was all too happy to do as he was told. Sasuke was fully committed to the village and defeated Obito and had the Eternal Mangekyou Sharingan, Naruto was on a completely different level and had full control of up to three tails and was already being groomed to start his sage training with Jiraiya…
And that wasn't even getting into Tenten, Hinata, Anko and everyone else.
Not that he could do anything about it.
The invasion last month, had saw quite the rise of Konoha's strength. Though the fact he was actually thrust into the position of Hokage after it, despite a certain Hokage returned from the dead, was quite the surprise.
'Well whatever, it will good entertainment though when this somehow blows up in your face,' Isobu as always, gave up in the face of Daiki's superior wisdom, 'I reserve the right to say 'I told you so' though.'
"Like you'll get the chance, like I said, nothing will go wrong." Daiki assured him, before bringing his hands together and making a hand seal and flaring his chakra.
But just then-
There was a puff of smoke at his side, a massive purple chameleon appearing at his side, just beside the seal, one massive scaled foot clawing a line through the seal, "Daiki, I have returned successful once more!" Toka announced her arrival.
At the same time the air above the seal rippled, and a tear formed in the air above it, ripping apart like a gouged wound spilling iridescent light.
'I told you so!' Isobu panicked.
Purples, yellow, greens and more, a prismatic world of colour. And Daiki barely had time to blink, eyes going wide-
Before the gouge in reality seemed to swarm around him like a venus fly trap, before disappearing entirely.
And Daiki along with it.
Toka stared blankly at the spot where her summoner was just a moment ago, "…Oops?" she laughed nervously, huge clawed foot tightening around the the large scroll she was carrying, detailing the coordinates, and all the details and information she'd gathered on those odd elemental dragons Daiki had sent her off to look into.
It was such a shame. He would have no need of those dragons upon his return.
Daiki found himself hurtling ass over tea kettle through the void of colours, 'What the hell, where the hell are we!?' he sputtered.
Just what the heck had happened there?
And why did it feel like a bunch of bugs were nipping at his skin? It didn't hurt, but it sure was annoyingly itchy.
'I have no idea,' Isobu grunted, 'It reminds me of the void between worlds though, that I saw when I visited hell once. The colours are different than I remember though.'
Oh just bloody perfect, had he somehow been torn from reality and tossed straight towards hell because of Toka.
"That smug brat of a lizard!" Daiki growled, flipping over and righting himself he made a single hand seal, and a flaming aura of green chakra formed around his body as the Mysterious Peacock Method formed around his body, allowing him to stop and float there in the middle of the void of bright shimmering colours, "I'm gonna kick her freaking ass when we get back!" he huffed, crossing his arms.
He'd see how she liked it when he combined the Silent Fist he'd picked up not long ago during his trip outside the village, and then he'd steal Jiraiya's invisibility jutsu for good measure.
See how her proud sensory abilities measured up then, the damn smug lizard!
Petty? What was that, could you eat it?
Well, the good news was, he could still feel the connection to the jutsu shiki inscribed on the ground outside his home. And, he could still feel the ability to teleport back there using that as an anchor with the space time ninjutsu he'd gotten from that weird bald fucker who Orochimaru brought with him.
'Daiki, look, to your left!' Isobu suddenly said.
Hmm?
Daiki did as he said, and blinked as he saw what appeared to be a rip in the prismatic void. Through it, he could see a huge gothic city. Dark, dank and cold, with a dark crimson red sky casting over the world.
Hoh?
Interesting.
With the chakra cloak around his body, he flew over to the tear in the prismatic void, peering at it. 'I don't see any chakra.' Daiki mused.
No-
Wait!
His eyes tracked as a massive explosion rocked the world. Buildings going flying. Flame. Ice. Lightning.
Bolts of energy, blades of power and more. He tracked many a figure through the world as he focused on his telescopic vision.
And…he saw something.
It was not quite chakra. But, it was somewhat similar. It reminded him, somewhat of yin style chakra techniques.
Of spiritual energy.
'Hmm?' his eyes landed on a peculiar sight in one part of the massive city. It was a dog. Large, grey furred and with a bushy tail, collapsed on the ground beside a katana.
And it had a lot of that spiritual like energy. Or well, the reserves of it. Its current energy capacity was running on empty.
He watched as it feebly and shakily rose to its feet, and picked up the katana in its mouth-
Before someone dropped down from a building above, and a foot lashed out and caught it in the ribs, sending it bouncing across the ground with a yelp.
"Now now, be a good doggy and stop struggling, it's not cute to beat up puppies," a slender, black haired girl, dressed in a white coat and black leggings giggled, him picking up every word thanks to his eyes, "I want to complete my set you know? I already have my Bambi~"
She casually walked towards the dog as it feebly struggled to rise back up to onto its paws and defend itself.
She looked oddly familiar. Did she just have one of those faces?
Whatever. Killing dogs wasn't cool. And it wasn't chakra, but that things energy capacity rivalled Shiromari's chakra capacity, if not exceeded it.
It might make a good boss summon for Kakashi.
Lord knows that loser needed one.
Well, assuming he could get through the portal at least. Lifting his hand, he put it through the tear. Worst case scenario, he lost an arm. But, while it would hurt like a motherfucker, he could regenerate a lost arm without much problem.
As he did though, his eyes widened as he felt an unreasonable strong suction-like force exert all around his body. It was so sudden, he didn't even have the time to brace himself, before he was pulled through and found himself free falling like a meteor.
"Well, this works!" he laughed. He spun and kicked the air itself, a sonic boom resounding as he disappeared in a blur of speed.
He touched down beside the girl, hand over shoulder a split moment later, "Hey now, what's going on here cute stuff?" Daiki grinned, giving her a wink as she stiffened, going wide eyed in shock at his sudden appearance, "You know it's not cool to hurt animals, especially dogs. They're mans best friend you know?"
"Eh..?" the girl blinked slowly, "Where did…how? I didn't even sense anything."
"Don't worry about that, nobody can sense me," Daiki laughed, "Now, how about explaining just what's going on here. A cute babe like you shouldn't be…." he trailed off as his nose twitched.
A faint scent tickled his nostrils. A familiar scent. And he lifted his arm off of her shoulder and took a step back, "…Sorry didn't know you were taken." he forced another laugh.
Awkward.
She definitely smelled of semen.
"Eh?" she gave him an even more confused look somehow, "Wait, why did you pull away! Continue hitting on me! And I'm not taken what to do you mean?" she pouted cutely at him, blinking big blue eyes at him.
It was then, she turned to face him, forgetting the dog, and he noticed something he hadn't focused on before. Why would he focus on her throat from that far away? Even if he could see as if she were right in front of him from that far away with his eyes.
The throat was not where he looked on a girl.
Which was why, the faint adams apple bobbing in her, or rather his throat only just now caught his attention.
IT WAS A TRAP!
"…Dude, seriously?" Daiki sighed, palming his face.
"…What's with that attitude?" the trap gave him a dead stare, "And did you just call me a dude?"
"What about it?" Daiki rolled his eyes, and completely lost interest. He walked by the ladyboy towards the dog, "Anyway, piss off. Leave the dog be."
"Or wha~" the trap began to teasingly taunt with a sing song voice.
But never got the chance to finish as the back of Daiki's fist swung up, crashing against his cheek. His cheek audibly crunched under the blow, and his head completely twisted around, neck snapping as he was bodily picked up and sent flying backwards like a bullet, smashing into and through a massive building and then another and another.
"Or that," Daiki commented blandly. Well, not that he'd hear, he was definitely dead, "That's what happens when you refuse the Hokage's orders."
Who cared if this was a different dimension or whatever. His word was law.
He was about to continue on to the dog, when said canine barked at him, dropping the sword and looking oddly panicked for an animal, staring straight at his hand.
Daiki raised a brow, looking at the back of his fist where blood had spurted over it from him hitting that weirdo trap, "Don't worry about it little buddy, this isn't my blood-" he stop with a hiss as he watched the blood dissolve into energy and seep into his body. Saw, as it streamed into his very veins and through his blood.
His hand went limp, not listening to him at all and his skin began to darken. 'What the fuck? Necrosis or something!?' Daiki thought, bewildered.
Before snorting.
Crimson red chakra bubbled into existence around his arm, flowing through his veins and the corrosive power of a Bijuu burned the energy straight out of him, "Hmph, as if a trashy trick like that would work on me." he scoffed, flexing his fingers.
Walking over, he picked the dog up and held it up, said canine giving him a bewildered look, "You're covered in wounds now that I look at you, and you look exhausted," Daiki hummed, "Did that freak do this to you?"
Was he some sort of vampire or something? Considering this dogs massive well of energy, and the blood based ability. Was he trying to drain this pups energy for himself?
From what he saw, this dog did have larger energy reserves than that trap.
Oddly, the dog was staring over his shoulder still, and began growling in the direction he'd sent that dead trap flying, "Don't worry about that freak little buddy, he's dead-"
He paused, frowning as he focused and noticed the energy of the freak hadn't disappeared. In fact, it had been joined by three more energies.
Two of them higher and powerful than the freak in energy. And the other, the weakest of them all so far, but not exactly small in terms of energy capacity.
The other three felt odd though.
"Good eye, you're a smart one huh?" Daiki grinned at the dog and turned around, tucking him under one arm and carrying, "Well, you can hang tight with me for a bit. Lemme just deal with this freak properly."
As soon as he said that, said freak slammed into the ground from above with a thunderous crash. Or rather, an attractive girl dressed in a white uniform with white boots and pleated with skirt did, the freaky trap hanging onto her neck from behind.
"Okay now I'm mad." the trap huffed at him with a pout from where he hung from the girls back.
Said girl was very very familiar for some reason. Her skin, a very dark brown, and eyes a dark crimson red and blank. And…it felt very wrong.
It was the same colour his skin had began to turn when that energy of his seeped into his body from his blood.
"I'm gonna punish you really hard when I make you my pet zombie teehee~" the trap giggled cutely and winked at him.
Zombie?
'So that's it. His ability is parasitic, how lame.' Daiki scoffed inwardly. Did that apply to his own body as well? Because, his face and neck were back to normal after just being broken. Well, honestly that didn't matter.
He'd already lost interest in that freak. His eyes were on the girl he was atop. Wrong his instincts were screaming. Something told him, she shouldn't look like that.
His eyes trailed over her, before landing on her hat. And focusing instead on a symbol of a six pointed cross.
He blinked slowly.
And recognised it. How could he not? It was worn constantly and used constantly in one of his favourite series before he became who he was now.
"A quincy cross?" he muttered, before his eyes widened in realisation. He was in Bleach!?
And wait, that uniform. He recognised it now. It was the same uniform all the quincies wore in the final arc of Bleach they'd all appeared in. But, he'd never got to see the end of it, only the beginning of it.
The first invasion of the quincies attacking the Soul Society. And this wasn't the soul society.
So…this was after that then.
'Holy shit I'm in Bleach!' he resisted the urge to gape in disbelief. And, not only was he in Bleach, he'd landed smack dab in the middle of the freaking Thousand Year Blood War.
'So that's why I recognised her, that's Bambietta Basterbine!' Daiki realised, looking at the blank faced woman.
Who'd been fighting…
His eyes dipped down to the dog in his arm, growling at both quincies.
A dog. A dog wielding a sword. A dog with a shit ton of spiritual energy.
Komamura!?
"Get him Bambi-chan!" the trap ordered, pointed at him.
"Yes…Gigi…" Bambietta whimpered oddly submissive, and completely out of character for her, at least as far as he remembered.
She raised her hand, and suddenly dozens of burning blue orbs of energy shimmered into existence around her and launched towards him rapidly.
He didn't bother moving from the spot he stood.
He tilted his head, then his shoulders twice, and raised one leg, letting the ones on target zip right past. Where they struck buildings and the ground around him, and each one erupted into a blinding blue explosion rivalling that of five explosive tags each.
"Slow." he shook his head, then moved.
In the blink of an eye, he was in front of the zombified Bambietta and slamming his fist into her stomach. Her body contorted around his fist, ribs powdering under his blow-
And his fist lit up with a bright blue glow, at the same time Bambietta was sent blasting backwards from the force of his blow.
"Too naive." Daiki didn't even spare his glowing blue hand a glance. He simply absorbed the energy idly, watching as the two were sent soaring backwards through the air, just as he'd sent the trap once before.
Spiritual energy was well within his ability to absorb after all. 'Feels odd though.' he thought with a frown, idly shifting the absorbed energy into his heavenly star seal for now and gave his attention to the soaring trap and female.
Only this time, he watched as the trap, Gigi or whatever used Bambietta as a spring or perhaps a surf board. He forced them into a flip, slamming Bambietta face first into the ground, dragging her body along the ground leaving a bloody trail, all the wail riding her back.
"Weeeee!" Gigi cheered.
His frown deepened, watching as the zombified Bambietta whimpered pitifully into the ground, "Gigi…"
"Quiet Bambi-chan~" Gigi just laughed and stomped on her head, smashing it into the ground hard enough to make a crater.
Weren't they…comrades?
That kind of pissed him off.
"It's a good thing Bambi-chan can't die normally anymore or she'd have been in real trouble with that punch of yours," Gigi laughed as he stood atop her skull, "And the heck was that? Did you absorb her reishi bomb? Is that how you got around me splashing my blood on you? Boo, looks like you'll have to die before I can make you my pet~"
"If that's all you can do, I'm far beyond your pitiful level of ability, you nasty freak." Daiki rolled his eyes. From that, he'd already got a measure of Bambietta's ability as well.
The spiritual energy hadn't exploded on contact. Instead, it had tried to turn his very fist into a bomb. Which meant, her ability was completely useless against someone who could simply absorb the spiritual energy spheres.
So that was the Schrift B - The Bomb granted by Yhwach then? 'And going by the way the trap freak keeps talking about zombies, then his Schrift must be Z - The Zombie.' he thought.
So far, he wasn't really impressed.
"So arrogant, but somehow that makes you cuter~" Gigi giggled, hopping off of Bambietta's head, before reaching down and hauling her up by the air, slapping his hand on the woman's stomach and he watched as her warped stomach, healed, "I did like when you hit on me though. You were so cute trying to be all suave appearing out of nowhere acting the hero for the doggy. My heart went all doki doki. If you kept that up, I would have totally put out. You totally missed out. It woulda been the ride of a life time."
"Too bad you're a nasty ass dude then," Daiki scoffed mockingly, "Try again in your next life, assuming your born without that tiny little maggot between your legs."
Gigi's eyes lost their playfulness, "That's not cute though," he bit out, "I'm going to have to punish you really badly when-"
"Gigi..." Bambietta latched onto the trap with a whimper, tears in her eyes, and drooling for some reason, "Please Gigi…I need it. I'm getting low. I…I don't want to-"
She never got to finish as Gigi's fist slammed into her face, "Will you shut up you useless sow?" the trap huffed, dragging her by the hair and slamming her into the ground, before proceeding to start kicking her in the face, "So freaking gross and needy! Such a useless insatiable bitch aren't you Bambi-chan?" he snarled, grabbing her by the hair and pulling her up onto her knees, Bambietta's clearly broken, blood seeping from it down her front. And began to repeatedly punch her, using her as a punching bag.
"Please…stop…Gigi…" Bambietta cried out between each punch, not resisting at all, "Bambi is sorry…Bambi will be good…please don't be angry."
The trap laughed in delight, flat out getting off on it and Daiki could only stare in disbelief at the sheer arrogance, and how casual he was being, doing this right in front of Daiki himself as if he were no threat.
Even Komamura under his arm, was staring at the spectacle, horror plain on his canine face.
"Good, good! You're the best Bambi-chan!" Gigi laughed in delight, licking the blood from Bambietta's lips.
It gave off seriously rapey vibes.
"Isn't she your comrade?" Daiki asked, cutting in, annoyance twisting his lips into a frown, "And you're being awfully casual. I could have just ripped your head off without you being able to do anything."
"Wouldn't do anything, I'd just regenerate. I'm the Zombie after all cute stuff~" Gigi laughed, looking over at him, while slapping Bambietta's cheek with a hand mockingly, "And who cares if we're comrades? That just makes it harder you know. My ability doesn't work as well on quincies like myself. They have to die before my ability will work on them tee-hee~"
The trap licked his lips and pointed at the dog under his arm, "I really have to thank doggy there. If not for him, Bambi-chan would never have been weakened enough for me to do this to her," he said and then outright moaned, "I've never been as wet in my life as the moment I wrapped my hands around her throat and squeezed the life out of this dumb slutty sow~" he revealed, wrapping his hands around Bambietta's throat and beginning to throttle her, making the zombified girl gag and gurgle pathetically, hands weakly clawing at Gigi's top.
"RRRRAARR!" Komamura lost all pretense of calm and outright snarled in outrage at the trap freak.
Didn't Bambietta steal his bankai? It said a lot about what kind of monster this Gigi was, that he was affronted at his own enemies treatment and debasement.
"Alright, I've had enough of this bullshit." Daiki rolled his eyes. With a thought, it appeared before him. A pitch black sphere.
"Eh, what's that gonna do-" Gigi began laughing.
Only for his head to turn to pulp as the Truth Seeking Ball slammed into and through his head in a shower of gore. His headless corpse dropped to the ground limply.
It did not regenerate.
"You can't regenerate what doesn't exist anymore." Daiki snorted. With a thought, the Truth Seeking Ball rippled and formed into the pitch black Kiba Blades and floated to his side.
"Gigi…Gigi…no…." Bambietta whimpered, hunched over the headless corpse of her tormentor, before collapsing on her side, like a puppet who's strings had been cut, "I…I don't want…to die…" she plead, even as the dark brown covering her skin began to recede, reverting to pale, and crimson peeled away from her iris into a soft brown.
Her top was completely ripped from not only Daiki's blow, but the sheer savage beating the trap freak had lain into her with, exposing ana abundant, shapely pair of breasts to the world.
"She's quite the pitiful girl, isn't she?" Daiki sighed, lowering the dog in his arm to the ground. Though calling her a girl was a bit of a misnomer, she was at least two hundred years old.
Komamura nodded, plodding over and nudging his snout against the dying Bambietta's cheek, "Doggy…is that…you?" she whimpered, before falling completely silent.
Well, there she went.
He could save her if he wanted to, but beautiful as she was. He just wasn't interested in her. From what he remembered, she gleefully slaughtered her way through the weak shinigami with a smile on her face and didn't care how many she killed.
Not that the shinigami were his favourite bunch mind you, they were practically villains themselves. If they knew about Konoha and could reach it, they would no doubt become enemies quickly.
Speaking of enemies though.
He turned and looked up at a building above them, "Are you just gonna watch all day, or are you going to do something already?" he asked, looking up at a blonde youth dressed in all white, hood pulled up over his head and hands in his jacket pockets.
"You can see me?" the blonde raised an eyebrow, smiling nonchalantly, "I imagined myself completely invisible though?"
Imagine?
"You're invisible to everyone else, but me," Daiki smirked at him, "Nothing escapes my eyes." he said, activating his Mangekyou.
"Is that so?" the blonde chuckled, hopping off of the roof and landing on the ground in front of him. Komamura tensed. The blonde walked towards him, and looked him dead in the eye, "Your eyes are indeed very interesting I notice now that I'm up close, they remind me somewhat of his maj-"
"Kotoamatsukami." Daiki cut him off, chakra swirling from his left eye, and the blonde fell completely silent. He wasn't sure how standard genjutsu would effect the people here, having no chakra.
So he went straight to full on hypnosis. He knew full well after all, how weak the people of this world were, to hypnosis. The weaker, left variation of Kotoamatsukami mind you, but it was still a potent hypnosis beyond even the standard sharingan hypnosis that could even control Kurama.
The blondes eyes closed, and he began to breath softly as he slept away peacefully, all the while standing up.
Walking over, Daiki placed his hand over the boys eye, and with two fingers spread his eye lids, "Now, let's get some information." Daiki smirked, and dove into the boys mind with the Shinkugan.
'Oh, well well well what's this.' Daiki grinned inwardly as he dove through the boys memories. As expected, his intuition was correct.
These quincies sure loved to blab about their powers. The second this moron talked about imagining crap. Daiki wasn't going to even give him a moment to use his powers.
And he was right to.
V - The Visionary.
That was this boy, Gremmy's power. Or well, he wasn't really a boy now was he? Merely a brain in a jar. This world was almost as weird as the elemental Nations.
The Visionary was truly an absurd power. The ability to make anything the user imagined, reality. There were some limits of course, the bigger or more potent desire imagined, the more spiritual energy, or rather reiryoku it would cost. On top of that, the user couldn't flat out imagine someone dying and make it so.
At least not someone powerful.
But, there was a massive drawback. It was not a passive ability. It was something that activated upon any thought of the user. So even stray thoughts, could become reality.
Even thoughts that would hurt the user.
A truly potent ability, but still inferior to the Creation Of All Things. And a potential detriment to the user.
…Yes, detrimental to the user.
He searched deep through Gremmy's memories, taking in everything he knew about his quincy comrades. Their plans, the other quincies, their base of operations, Yhwach.
Before finally pulling out of the brain boys mind, "A better name for you, is Orochimaru Two." Daiki pat his cheek fondly.
Before projecting the imagination into his brain through the hypnosis he cast upon him. The imagined reality, of transferring his Schrift, all of his spiritual energy and every quincy technique he knew to Daiki.
Gremmy broke apart a moment later, into motes of blue light. And there was a clatter, as brain in a jar hit the ground.
And Daiki laughed as his strength grew ever more, as Gremmy's spiritual energy and power, became his, and every technique he knew, became Daiki's techniques.
A bark drew his attention to the dog standing stiffly beside the corpse of Bambietta, looking between him and the brain in a jar in shock.
You know, him not being able to talk was a pain so-
"Just…just what happened here?" a voice escaped from the dogs maw, as Daiki imagined him with the ability to speak, "What happened, one moment this quincy was acting arrogant and then…wait, what? How am I speaking?"
"That would be my doing Komamura," Daiki grinned at him, "That guy was Gremmy, his power was the Visionary. It makes anything he imagines, become a reality. I just hypnotised him into imagining giving all his powers to me. And then I imagined you with the ability to speak."
"I see…" Komamura stared at the brain in a jar in disbelief, "…Such a power exists? And you dealt with it so easily. And to your own benefit. Just, who are you young man? Why did you intervene and help me? You are no Shinigami."
"To be honest, it was mostly by accident. I'm a bit lost I suppose you could say," Daiki shrugged, walking over to the dog, "I know of the Soul Society and all that, but I'm not from anywhere around here, and never expected to get involved. To be honest, I didn't recognise this place, I just saw a dog getting attacked and decided to get involved, and here we are."
"Then I am most glad you are a dog lover then, because so far, accidentally or not, your help has been most invaluable," Komamura, looked between the two corpses and the brain in a jar, "Three incredibly formidable quincy have been dealt with you so far. Though, it is almost lamentable the bomber girl is dead now. I did not like her, still feel rage over her actions…but such an end, nobody deserves to be tormented by those until their end by those they thought of as their friends."
It was probably worse than he imagined to be honest. Considering how that freak Gigi, or rather Giselle was his real name according to Gremmy's memories treated Bambietta, and the smell coming from him.
He mostly likely raped Bambietta's undying corpse.
A truly pitiful end. And a shame for such a gorgeous woman to be so tainted in personality, then end up like that.
"Don't worry about it…as it turns out, I have plenty to dislike that Yhwach guy for anyway." Daiki's lips twisted up into a disgusted sneer.
He after all knew of Yhwach's overall plan. To replace the Soul King as the god of this world. And merge all the realms together, rendering the concept of life and death, null and void.
A 'Perfect World', in Yhwach's own words.
This was not his world. It had nothing to do with him to be quite honest. But the sheer thought of such a world existing, a perfect world.
Turned his fucking stomach.
"I see, then that is good for we Shinigami I suppose," Komamura looked up at him, "What will you do now?"
"Kill him and go home to Konoha, my home," Daiki grinned at him, lifting his hand up and pulling the Hokage hat off of his head and holding it in the air, showing it off, "See this hat? It means I'm the Hokage, the leader of my home village and military. So I can't exactly stick around for long, so I'll have to speed run this."
"A leader of your own home? Just like..,Master Genryusai…" Komamura noted wistfully, "I see, despite your appearance, you must be a few hundred years old then, like Captain Hitsugaya."
"Nah, I'm actually just fourteen." Daiki casually revealed, before turning and looking in the opposite direction.
"Eh…fourteen!?" the captain turned dog spluttered in disbelief.
He peered off into the distance, telescopic vision coming into effect as he looked directly towards the massive castle where Yhwach as located, sitting atop a throne with an amused smirk on his face as he loomed over the gothic city and watched the chaos and slaughter below.
Disgusting.
Spirit Hitler seeking his own world of perfection. A stain on reality. And he just so happened to be in possession of something that Daiki quite wanted.
He peered through the mans cloak, into the pocket of his jacket under it. Seeing straight through, to a silver medallion.
The medallion he knew, contained the Bankai of Genryusai Shigekuni Yamamoto. A sentient weapon spirit of unreal power and strength.
Without an owner now that Yamamoto was dead.
"Kishinryo." Daiki said, and the air swirled in front of his eye as tiny a portal opened, his energy hidden by his eyes, opening up another in his line of vision.
Specifically, within Yhwach's pocket.
And a second later, a silver medallion fell out of the portal, into his waiting hand. And he quickly cut it off, before Yhwach could notice anything amiss.
"What..." Komamura stared at it in disbelief, "That is one of those medallions the quincy used to steal our Bankai!"
"Yes it is," Daiki grinned, "And it's a very specific one. I just pilfered it from Yhwach's pocket after all."
"You…have reclaimed Master Genryusai's Bankai?" Komamura gasped, "Truly, your power is extraordinary!"
"It is, and I bet the spirit inside would love to get some pay back, wouldn't you Komamura?" Daiki's grin widened as he looked at the dog.
"Yes, I do believe it would," Komamura's snout pulled back into a doggish grin, "Our zanpakuto are part of us, reflections of ourselves. Part of the spirit of Master Genryusai lives on in his Bankai, and he would love nothing more in this situation to defeat the quincy and slay Yhwach."
In that case.
Daiki turned his attention top the Truth Seeking Kiba Blades floating beside him still at the ready. He held his hand up, "Come," he commanded, and they converged together into a sphere once more, before floating over above the medallion and spreading out over it, and slurping it up inside. He made a single ram seal, "Ujo: Fuin!" he said.
Inky kanji formed into existence, sprouting from the Truth Seeking Ball, before wrapping back around it and glowing a bright timber green.
"What, are you doing?" Komamura asked curiously.
"My weapons are part of me, but not a Zanpakuto," Daiki explained as the sphere floated in the air idly, "And I know it's possible to take up a fallen Shinigami's zanpakuto. I'm seeing if the spirit inside will accept me and merge with my weapon, becoming my own zanpakuto."
That was an incredibly simplified version of it mind you. And there was no real consent involved.
"I see, you have so many abilities I am losing track." Komamura tilted his head to the side.
"Speaking of, I need to get rid of this Visionary ability. It's Yhwach's ability in the end truthfully, just on loan, like the rest of them. He can call it back at any time, and it'll fuck me over." Daiki mused. Even if Yhwach couldn't return it as he pleased, there was still the fact the ability could fuck him over with his own stray thoughts.
There wasn't much he could truly do with it to his benefit, because of the sheer cost of anything that would truly help Daiki himself power up and-
Wait.
'Why not use the ability itself as the payment?' he thought, a grin coming to his face. That way, it wouldn't return to Yhwach either, he'd use it conceptually as fuel and payment.
What to use it for though? Something that could enhance even him. Something that could take him to an all new level and.
'Ah, that'll work. Nothing better really.' Daiki chuckled as a plan came to mind. He held his hand up, and he imagined.
He felt as the Schrift: V - The Visionary fizzled, burned out and completely disappeared.
And a small clear glass cube appeared in his hand, with a glowing blue orb shining gently within.
"That's….!" Komamura gasped, jaw dropping and eyes widening.
"A hogyoku, yeah." Daiki laughed to himself. His very own glitch sphere that would let him spec into every spiritual class.
Which was very much needed. Because, he was a quincy now because of Gremmy. And as it turned out, quincy's could not handle the spiritual energy of hollows. It was completely toxic to them.
Which meant, without this little shiny evolution stone he would never be able to fire off a Cero.
Which, was, very important.
Because Cero's were just cool.
It was no Bijuudama mind you, but the thrumming vibrating sound a cero made when being charged up, just was so pleasing to his ears.
'Yes, because that's the only use the hogyoku has, letting you make an energy beam that you like the sound of.' Isobu snorted.
"I…I am not even sure what to say at this point," Komamura said, staring at him in disbelief, "Aizen caused so much death and destruction over his own, and you have just created another so casually?"
"This one is far from as powerful as Aizen's one," Daiki assured him, "It's not weak or empty, sacrificing a power like the Visionary, was worth a lot. But, this little guy is still very hungry."
Not that he truly cared about it reaching the point of Aizen's. Maybe it would one day, maybe it wouldn't. It already had the ability he desired of it anyway.
Turning around, he held it up and let energy flow through it, directing it with his will. A moment later, bright light tendrils shone from it, and wrapped around the three corpses, well, two and a brain.
As it did though, the corpse of Bambietta…whimpered, 'She's still alive?' Daiki blinked, actually impressed at her sheer tenacity and will to live.
She was really struggling to live on.
On a whim, he had the hogyoku let go of her, and instead let it just devour the corpses and souls of Gremmy and Giselle.
They were broken down into raw energy and slurped up like a big wet energy noodle by the Hogyoku.
It pulsed a little brighter, and if he didn't know any better, he'd say it looked satisfied.
Well, he did just feed it whatever Gremmy was, and the corpse and soul of a freaky trap on the level of a captain at least.
'You know what, no point waiting around.' Daiki mused. He tightened his grip on the transparent cube, and broke it into shards, fingers wrapping around the orb of the Hogyoku itself, "Time to come to daddy." he snorted in amusement as he brought it up to his bicep, where a tattoo of the symbol of Konoha was.
And slotted it against the spiralling centre. His skin shifted and parted, as the hogyoku sunk into his bicep and slotted into the Konoha tattoo.
He shuddered as a wave of…something roiled through him, and licked his lips, 'Good boy.' he praised mentally.
And just as he did, he felt something else slot into him. Sliding deep into his soul, connecting with him on a level only Isobu could.
And he found himself standing within his mind scape suddenly, staring up into the boiling red eyes of a titanic bipedal dragon, with a body of molten rock and magma. Veins of glowing power spread over its body. Blue, green, yellow, red, orange, white and black.
The colours of the five elements, and the power of Yin and Yang.
'You…are different from Genryusai, but that aura of domination that exudes from you. The pressure of your existence…your plans…' a deep, body shaking growl echoed throughout the mindscape, shaking it as if a massive earthquake was roiled through existence itself, 'I accept, infant. Hear me roar, and call out to me. My name is….!'
He opened his eyes, and found himself once more in the gothic city under a red sky. And he felt once more, as his strength grew, as energy not his own, became one with him, and became his.
As the leftover strength of the once Captain Commander of the Thirteen Court Guard Squad, became his. He held his hand out, and the Truth Seeking Ball, no longer glowing with seals, flitted over into his palm. Daiki smirked and held it up into the air, "Behold: Genesis! The End Of All Things Approaches! Ryujin Kiba!"
Flame roared. Wind howled. Lightning shrieked. Earth rumbled. Water rose. And once more, the sphere split apart, forming the dual truth seeking kiba blades. Only this time, the completely black blades, were trimmed with pulsing veins of glowing crimson red, like that of magma, that shifted to green, then blue, then white, then black, then yellow and orange. Shifting through each and every colour, each and every element.
"Yeah, this will do. This is way better than my plan for the Light Dragon!" Daiki guffawed.
…Now, he just needed to figure out where to get his hands on some hollow power to make his as well. And he'd be all set to go kick the shit out of Yhwach.
"Shikai!?" Komamura outright squeaked, such was his disbelief, "You…you gained that zanpakuto only moments ago. And you have already obtained and know how to bring forth the Shikai?"
"Is that any wonder? These blades were already part of me, and I know them inside and out. And the part of them now, that was once Ryujin Jakka, is so very eager to get his vengeance," Daiki smirked, holding the blades out, "If you think this is crazy. Then, how about I shock you one more time?"
After all, it had been stolen to be used by another. One completely unworthy. Daiki, was not unworthy.
But the ability go straight to it, had been included with the medallion.
"Ban-!" he began.
Only for another whimper to make him pause. He looked over at the source, and found Bambietta, eyes open and one arm reaching feebly out towards him, "P-please…" she pleaded, eyes full of tears.
He sighed, lowering his blades and letting them revert back to the sealed state of a Truth Seeking Ball. He looked at Komamura and raised a brow, "I'm kind of impressed by her tenacity I'm gonna be honest," Daiki gave him a half grin, "Would it bother you that much, if I saved her?"
Komamura frowned, looking at her, "…She is a pitiful girl," he shook his head, "An enemy I gave my all to defeat. But, there is no honour in the suffering she is going through as she is. If you wish to save her, I will not object. Though, if you save her and she returns to full strength…" he left that hanging in the air.
"She's no threat with me here," Daiki assured him, "There's no greater security than me." he said, turning to the girl.
He never noticed Komamura gasping and staring at him like he'd just seen a ghost.
…Even though he was a ghost.
Daiki walked over to Bambietta and crouched down, hand cupping her cheek gently, "It's your lucky day good looking," Daiki smiled at her, "You impressed me, so I'll save you. So, relax, you don't need to be so afraid anymore."
And then his palm lit up with silvery white light.