When I opened my eyes, my soul was broken and my spiritual power was exhausted. The scorching sun burned me into a charred corpse on the ground.
There was a man nearby. He spoke with a strange accent and a lazy and frivolous ending.
He said: Do you want to live? If you want to live...
Thin fingers pointed into the distance: passing through the sixty districts, the fifty districts... Until the Seireitei, becoming the master among those people, then you will live.
Later I was like this.
Climbing and crawling, people around me came and went, and came and went. Looking back, it was really a road filled with corpses and seas of blood.
/Text third person/
Written at the front: There are more settings and original characters, but the writing is average. Thanks for watching.
Intention: You have to fight for what you want.