Chapter 1

It was night. The wind howled and the clouds gathered. Lightning crackled and the birds flew away.

The sky seemed to shake due to the ferocity of nature.

Above the roof of a tall building a black line appeared. It extended horizontally and opened wide like a mouth.

A figure was spat out of it and the figure landed on the roof with a thud.

He had long black hair that reached his waist

A bluish-gray, bandage-like carapace was formed around his torso, right arm, neck, and over the nose and mouth in mask fashion.

Black, flame-like markings spread across his chest and wrap around his left arm, and the remains of a tattered black cloak covered his lower body.

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He was Ichigo Kurosaki in his Final Getsuga Tensho form.

Ichigo's eyes opened wide in confusion and alarm. He slowly raised his back and brought his hand to pinch his forehead.

But instead of his arm, he saw nothing but pitch blackness. His limb was coated in black smoky Reiatsu.

He reigned in the Reiatsu and closed his eyes.

A minute passed in silence.

He suddenly opened his eyes and within them was endless despair. He couldn't sense the soul society. He couldn't sense any familiar spiritual power. In fact, there was barely any spiritual energy in the air.

He tried recalling what had happened.

He was fighting Aizen when suddenly Kisuke appeared and started sealing Aizen. In desperation, Aizen roared the name of the Hogyoku and suddenly a pitch-black vortex appeared and swallowed Aizen and him.

He gritted his teeth in frustration as he flew down and started searching the area. When he flew down and landed on the street several eyes towards him.

This caused him to raise his eyebrow. 'How could they see me? They're only ordinary humans!'

His appearance had indeed caused quite the commotion. After all, when he landed on the road a crater was formed beneath his feet. It disrupted the vehicles on the road.

Not to mention his weird appearance.

The pedestrians looked at him with fear in their eyes.

Ichigo looked around and he was bewildered by what he saw. He could sense that these humans had some sort of power within their bodies. But what bewildered him was that he saw a few animal mutants.

A face of a bird and the body of a human, Another one had a normal human appearance but his hands were made of fire.

Some had weird colors and antennas.

This confirmed his notion of him not being in his original world. Was he in some closed-up dimension? Or was he in a parallel universe? But no matter what the disappearance of the soul society was what weighed the most on his mind.

After forcefully asking a few civilians a few questions he flew back to the spot he first woke up.

Raiding his head he looked at the glowing moon in silence. His pretty blood-red eyes were now dull and lacked the laster they had before.

'Have I lost everything?'

He was in Japan but Karakura Town didn't exist here. People here weren't normal either.

They had something called 'Quirks' that could grant them versatile but strong powers.

Quirks were either weak or strong and they were genetically passed down.

The world he was in wasn't his...

He wanted to return somehow but he realized he was stuck in his Final Getsuga Tensho form, even after having used Mugetsu. He was supposed to lose all his Shinigami Powers but before that happened he was swallowed by the vortex.

When he woke up he had noticed his body was filled with endless spiritual energy but that didn't seem to help him return... He also didn't know where Aizen was.

Since He, Ichigo Kurosaki, survived then Aizen who seemed to have infinite regeneration would certainly not die as well.

It was Aizen who had summoned the vortex and who can say he summon it again?

'What if he's already returned to our HomeWorld?' This possibility made him tremble in fear.

Rukia, Orihime, Karin, Yuzu, Chad, Uryu, Kisuke, Yoruichi, Father...

If Aizen had returned then...

His body shook as his fists were clenched.

The feeling he currently had were similar to when he had caused the death of his Mom.

'Remember Ichigo, Once you lose your calm in a battle, consider yourself to have lost. Remembering this is as simple as breathing but... Many people become victim to their own rage and outbursts...'

His Father's calm voice resounded within his mind as he let go of his palms and stared at the moon.

His father had said this to him when he was training him.

But... It wasn't as easy as he thought.

The only thing that still kept him sane was the possibility of Aizen not having returned as well. Maybe he was in this world as well.

Ichigo suddenly turned his head and his dull eyes stared into the distance. He could hear loud rumblings coming from the distance.

Some people were fighting.

Ichigo turned around and suddenly flew towards the area of conflict.

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The land was destroyed, The buildings were crumbled and destruction had spread till one could see.

A blonde man with a bulky figure dashed towards a man in a suit wearing an industrial mask.

The blonde man punched with all his might but the figure wearing the industrial mask chuckled and raised his hand, bringing his palm in front of the incoming fist but before he could react the blonde man caught his arm and punched him with his other arm.

He crashed into the ground and cracks appeared beneath him. His mask was shattered which revealed his empty face that had no eyes.

Suddenly his arm swelled to gigantic proportions and red sparks danced around his palm, a huge blast of wind exploded from his palm and like a tornado, it swept the blonde man who was on top of him into the air.

His body flew towards the helicopter in the distance.

Before he crashed into it a yellow light flashed and the blonde figure reappeared on the surface at a far distance from the man wearing the Industrial mask,

"Is that all? All Might." His deep but malicious voice filled with contempt reached the crouching blonde man.

Besides All Might was a tiny figure, He had grey hair and was wearing a yellow spandex with bigger than usual boots. He was Gran Torino, All Might's Teacher.

Gran Torino looked at the man that was still wearing the shattered mask and muttered in a solemn voice, "All For One..." His expression was grave.

Suddenly the air around them started to shake and all three of them turned around to look at the sky in a particular direction.

Soon they saw a black dot approaching them at a terrific speed.