Fantasy

It was a silent world, with sky-blue high-rise buildings connected to the sky, and the horizon could not be seen. A white-haired boy of five or six years old sat alone on the building. His flamboyant white hair floated up and down in the breeze, and a pair of dark golden eyes under his bangs revealed a hint of loneliness. Through the bright mirror-like glass, he looked up at the king of this world—the imp named Kurosaki Ichigo. The kid looked almost exactly like him, but he had brilliant orange hair and a pair of clear brown eyes filled with happiness. Looking at Ichigo's bright smile, he raised a mocking smile with disdain. Why should such a brat be the king of this world? It's really unpleasant. Sooner or later, I will swallow you up and stand at the top of this world! But, he just thought so, and he didn't do it until the end...