Bleach Fan Fiction ❯ Rising Dawn ❯ Prologue ( Prologue )

Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach, it is the property of Kubo Tite, so please don't sue me. All original characters are my own. I'm in college and poor enough as it is :(.

 

 

Prologue

The End Is the Beginning Is the End

 

 

The mask broke. Cracked and shattered into thousands of pieces and landed at his feet. The boy turned man stared up into the smoky sky, his golden eyes changing to their normal amber hue. Red rained down all around him, blood from his fallen opponent showering the battlefield, offering one final grotesque display before the end.

 

The orange haired man gently placed the tip of his zanpakutou to the ground and hobbled away, crimson rain pouring over his body. He slowly staggered out of the massive throne room, one leg torn to pieces, and one arm nearly ripped from the socket.

 

As Ichigo left the throne room behind, all before him stopped and stared. The Arrancar, unsure if they were willing to die for their now dead leader, fled the battlefield and those unknowing of what had just transpired were quickly cut down in the confusion.

 

Ichigo Kurosaki, and his crusaders had done what they had set out to do. They had ended the war, and restored balance to their precarious existence. Ichigo grinned, something he hadn't done for five long years. They had done it, they had brought light to a universe covered in darkness. They were the rising dawn.