While Xu is fighting and killing, I am chatting philosophy with Wu Si in Hueco Mundo.
He is responsible for indifference and letting go, and I am responsible for soul torture:
What is the heart? What is existence? Why do we squat in the sand every day?
Ulquiorra: ... If you don't understand, don't ask.
Me: It's okay if you don't understand. We can talk until you understand.
It should have been a ruthless broken ceiling,
I was forced to become an auditor in the Philosophy Department of Hueco Mundo.
There is no bloody sadomasochism, just daily arguments and soul communication.
In Hueco Mundo, a place full of fighting maniacs, let's talk about a philosophical love.
——"In Hueco Mundo, I was thinking with Ulquiorra about whether I did something wrong in Hueco Mundo"
Intention: Philosophy has no end