The breeze followed the moon, and the ruined Senbonzakura was fluttering in the wind unconsciously. The coldness of the double slaying platform was really uncomfortable. I lowered my head to look at the swastika sword in my hand, turned around and silently left the man who had turned his back to me. Drops of blood were printed on the uniform of the captain of the sixth division. Suddenly, a cold wind blew between my eyebrows, a trace of sharp pain, and a hot and raging red instantly covered my left eye...
"Captain Kuchiki, this war... Is over..." Afraid of his answer, and afraid of Senbonzakura who would attack again, could this be the God of Death... He put a little force on his feet and ran to a place where Byakuya could no longer be seen.
"You have passed the test, Master Linjiu." Hmm... Exchange for the price of blood... What a cruel rule.
"I know." The pain all over my body has made me unable to support my body. Drops of gentle liquid flowed out from the scars. Looking at the invigilator in front of me, I didn't have the strength to ask anything...
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