Bleach: Snow of the Unending Night

I came to the world of anime. Even though I knew the plot and every character, it all still felt unreal, like it wasn't really happening. Was this my dream? If it was just a dream, I could simply wake up. But why had I been dreaming for so long? Why did it feel so real? Hunger, pain, death: they were all driving me insane. No! I didn't want to! Even if this wasn't my original world, I didn't want to die. I wanted to live. As long as I lived, no one could erase my existence.