I ended up in a remote part of Rukongai, what appeared to be a slum.
The people lived in run-down huts that almost collapsed by themselves, the people themselves seemed to be the reflection of their huts, run down and neglected.
My life there turned out to be very monotonous.
Since you didn't need to eat or drink and you couldn't find a job here, you didn't have a lot of opportunities to do something.
What was there, what could you do here?
Well of course there was one or the other possibility, such as joining one of the small families, of course very few were blood relatives, which I did, by the way, but it didn't really work, I only lasted two months, then I pulled out for a while long haphazardly through the area.
After almost two years of wandering around like a pilgrim and constantly beating myself with some figures, I met a man.
He was a Schinigahmi, as he told me he came from a noble family that had fallen out of favor almost two centuries ago, and since then he has roamed the Soul Society.
I don't know why, and actually it didn't interest me either, but he taught me how to use the sword and taught me a number of Kido spells, although I had little talent for the sword, but I had talent for Bakudō.
Although I did not do badly at Hadō, I just had talent for Bakudō.
After a while, I parted with him again and went my own way again.
Five years after I came to the Soul Society I joined the Schinigahmis, spent another five years in the Schinigahmi Academy, after which my teachers told me to want to teach me how to conjure a Zanpakuto.
Incidentally, I have not succeeded in doing that until today.
I was assigned to a unit of guards, so in fact I wasn't even part of the 13 Schutztruppe.
So it happened to everyone who could not conjure up Zanpakuto, but these Schinigahmis were not trained any further, which is why they usually had little knowledge about Kido, which was different for me, but I kept this little thing to myself.
In the twenty years that I spent with the guards, I practiced fighting with various weapons, my favorite weapon was the spear, in secret I also continued to train my skills in Kido and learned the Shunpo.
So that was the status after thirty years in Soul Society.
Now I should meet some old friends again.
First I met a young woman with brown hair, similar to my sister's, it was the girl I almost devoured when I was still a hollow.
In the meantime she became an officer, she belonged to the seventh unit and held the fifth rank, an elite Schinigahmi.
Unfortunately we didn't have time to talk to each other and I doubt that she even noticed me.A few weeks later I heard of a revolt.
A small group of the Schinigahmis had tried to raise themselves to the rank of a noble family, the woman with the brown hair was their leader.
The revolt was crushed and the woman was arrested.
It was then that I heard her name for the first time, Karmen Pigare.
I and three other guards were to escort her to her execution.
The place where he finally attacked us was well chosen.
We, that is me, the three other guards and Karmen, were just on a large suspension bridge when he finally appeared in front of us.
At first I didn't recognize him, the last time I saw him he wore his hair as an open mane and his clothes were anything but classy back then, now he wore the traditional robe of a Schinigahmi, his hair was tied back in a plait and Narrow glasses with rectangular lenses sat on his nose.
These small changes were enough to make him a completely different person, although it was a while ago, but I should have recognized my teacher, who taught me so much, right away, right?
But it's funny to see two familiar faces again in such a short time.
Of course one of the guards started yelling who he was and what he was doing here and my teacher introduced himself in the same white way as he did to me.
"I had to give my name together with my title so I am called incognito and I am here to go my way! So if you are so kind as to hand over your prisoners to me, then we could get this over with without any bloodshed."
I don't know about you, but you probably know what's coming.
With the typical arrogance of a man who felt superior, the first of us guards rejected his offer and said that he would not give himself up so easily.
Incognito, for his part, sighed, took his Zanpakuto, turned on its own axis and mumbled.
"Path of Annihilation 58th Tenran"
With these words he unleashed a storm on us guards.
Karmen, for her part, knew what to do and used the distraction to flee.
When the tenran was over, Karmen went to Incognito and asked him to remove the shackles from her, the moment he put his sword away and began to loosen Karmens shackles, I stepped behind him with a shunpo, took his zanpakuto and the other zanpakuto that apparently Karmen listened, and with a second shunpo stepped back to the guards who were stunned on the floor and joined me again.
When Incognito had also removed the last shackles from Karmen, another Schinigahmi came in, although I didn't know his name, but I knew him by sight, he was seventh in the sixth unit.
From the reaction of Karmen and Incognito I concluded that he probably didn't belong to them.Karmen took a fighting position and tried a Kido saying, but then had to see that the captivity had drained her too much and let it stay.
Incognito, for his part, grabbed his sword and let his hand slide into the empty space.
The officer who had just arrived made a derogatory remark about how to lose your zanpakuto and attacked.
Before one of the three could do anything else, I threw the two swords I had captured, although the officer managed to ward off the two swords, but both were now within reach of their owners.
Before anyone could turn around to look at me, I ran off with a shunpo.
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Bakudō German path of fetters

Hadō German path of annihilation

58. Tenran (Heavenly War, another possible translation: orchid sky): When the Zanpakuto turns, releases a storm with the Zanpakuto in the center on the enemy.