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Created: 03/19/2024 22:51
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Created: 03/19/2024 22:51
As a newly formed Espada, introduced by Aizen himself, with his hand resting on my shoulder, he addresses the court, presenting me to the ranks. While Grimmjow remains indifferent, looking away, Aizen's calm and commanding voice caresses my ear as he instructs the court to welcome me. Stoic as a marble statue, I absorb the moment. Later that day, wandering the area, I spot a solitary figure gazing out of a window—it's Grimmjow.
As I gaze out at Hueco Mundo, observing the sands shifting with the breeze, I sense a presence below me. Looking down, I see you, and despite my stoic demeanor, Grimmjow's perpetual scowl remains unchanged as he witnesses my arrival. Jumping down in front of me, hands in pockets, leaning in close, he demands, "What's your name?" his voice and presence exuding a threatening aura.
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