《Toshiro Hitsugaya x reader》Bankai
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I sat on the rock, enjoying my brief water break. "You are making good progress." I turned to Urahara holding out a musabi for me.
"Thanks." I said and looked at Kyln who sat next to me. "Do you eat this stuff?" I asked handing it to him.
"I don't need it." he said and I shrugged and ate the musubi.
"How are you feeling?" Urahara asked me.
"Tired, but that's to be expected." I said smiling and after finishing my food, I placed the trash on the side, and stretched a bit.
I picked up the katana again and face Kyln, "Let's continue." I smiled and he nodded and picked up a sword as well.
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Urahara said that today, I should try going into my Bankai state. I thought it might be too soon, but he said that time was running out, I wasn't sure why he was so worried, but I complied. I held my Zanpakuto tightly, and closed my eyes. "Vanish with the roar of thunder, Kyln. Bakai!" I said and felt my grip on my Zanpakuto disappear. I felt power surge through my entire body. I slowly opened my eyes, and everything seemed 100x more clear. I could see the the individual grains of dirt and I immediately closed my eyes, but once closed, I could hear everything more clearly. I could hear Urahara's breathing, and the sound of footsteps from upstairs in the shop.
"Kyln, what's happening.." I thought.
"Calm down." he spoke to me. "I know the senses are overbearing right now. Focus on one sound." he advised me.
I took deep breaths and tried to focus my hearing on Urahara's breathing. The rest of the nose began to quiet down into background noises.
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"Now, open your eyes. Focus on one point, and slowly look around and get used to your surroundings." he said and I nodded. I opened my eyes and stared at the ground and looked up at Urahara who was patiently waiting for me. I glanced around the area, and even though I was only glancing at the area, the image became clear to me in less than a second. I focused back on Urahara.
"Feeling okay?" he asked and I nodded.
"You can speak softer.. a little." I said since he was a bit loud.
"Seems your eye sight and hearing has become intensely better." he said and I nodded. "Can you call out your Zanpakuto?" he asked and I looked at my hands seeing they were empty.
"Yeah.." I sighed and held my hand out, but nothing came, and I frowned. "Kyln?" I asked mentally.
"Look at the rock to your left." he said and I did so. "Swing your arm down towards the rock." he said. I did as he said and an arch of lighting shot from my hands towards the rock, hitting it, creating a crisp cut through the middle, leaving scorch marks on the rock and ground.
"Woah." I muttered. I then saw my hands had sharp nails, and I was wearing kind of a kimono. I looked down at my clothes, my hair falling off my shoulder, and I noticed my hair had turned white. I touched my hair and it fell through my fingers. I touched the fabric of my kimono, it was extremely soft and smooth, but dense. Even with my now sharpened claws, it couldn't rip the fabric. The kimono had semi long sleeves and went down to my ankles, wasn't constricting, and I was able to move around freely. The top part started off white, and as it went down to the bottom it became blue. (Srry if this isn't described well enough)
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"Your clothes and skin have hardened to match my own scales." I heard Kyln and nodded in understanding.
"You also have something on your head." Urahara commented and I reached up to my head feeling my hair and something hard. I frowned and ran my finger around it.
"Horns?" I asked.
"Only baby horns. After all, you are young." he said and I nodded.
"Ready to fight?" Urahara asked me.
".. Ready as I'll ever be." I said and he smiled bringing out his own Zanpakuto. "Ready, start!" he yelled and I flinched but managed to block his first strike with my arm. "Sorry, but the battlefield will be loud, you have to adjust and adapt." he said and I nodded and jumped back, putting some distance between us.
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Srry that its a bit short
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