1 CH1 Truck-kun Strikes Again!

"Thousand Year Blood War is getting an anime adaptation?! Let's fucking go!"

A young man raised his hands up in the air with exhilaration as he looked at his smartphone. A poster with an orange haired young man wearing a shihakusho who wielded a large black oversized kitchen knife could be seen displayed on the screen.

The man scrolled down to read what was written on the article when suddenly he heard a scream.

"Oh no! Watch out!"

Just as he turned his head behind to look at who shouted, 2 bright sources of light blinded his eyes as the sounds of a truck's rumbling engines overtook his vision and hearing.

BANG!

***

"This is Agent 1000101 speaking, target "Ripple in the lake" has successfully been collected, activating Anima Mundi in 3, 2, 1, 0.

[Interface Activate]

[Insert Soul, ID: 3923858201840214 In Faith World, "Bleach"?]

"Affirmative, insert code, 'Black Eyes"

[Entering Code Word]

[Successful]

[Insert Soul?]

"Affirmative."

[Decision Confirmed. Insert Backdoor Authority?]

"Negative."

[Confirmed]

[Inserting Soul In]

[5]

[4]

[3]

[2]

[1]

[0]

[Insertion Successful]

***

Chirp… Chirp…

The classical sound of cicadas chirping could be heard in the grass field, the sun shined bright above the sky, illuminating all that was below it. The temperature was excruciatingly hot, as though constantly reminding one that it was summer.

A young boy, perhaps barely 5 or 6 years old could be seen lying on the floor, sleeping peacefully when he was suddenly kicked in the stomach.

"Eugh!"

The boy rolled a few meters as his eyes shot open, sweat all over his face from the pain he experienced from that one kick.

"Fuck!"

He swore out loud as the pain suddenly started hitting him again. His young body of around 6 years couldn't handle the pain as tears ran down his face.

While his consciousness didn't feel like he had to cry from one kick, his young body forced him to do so.

"Who kicked me?!"

The veins in his eyes bulged as he looked around cautiously, trying to find out who kicked him.

Suddenly he got goosebumps on the back of his neck. The right side of his body felt as though someone- no "something" was going to tear it apart. As he felt slight movements in the air, he moved to the right as quickly as he could as a head covered in a white mask moved right past the area where he had just been standing on.

Even more sweat dripped down the boy's body as he instinctively got into an animalistic form. His skin felt obnoxiously sensitive to the fluctuating wind.

A gray-green claw moved towards the boy when he rolled away, barely avoiding the attack but he couldn't completely avoid it. His arm got slashed and when he moved away, he tripped as the wound broke his balance.

"Sh…it!"

He instinctively covered his head with his injured arm as the green claw moved towards him, intent on stabbing the boy and killing him.

Just as the claw almost stabbed him, the sound of a piece of metal clashing with a hard object echoed out.

"How did a hollow get in? Especially this low levelled one. It should've avoided entering Rukongai due to the sheer amount of Reiatsu here..."

A man wearing a black shihakusho frowned as he moved his katana upwards in an inhumane speed as the white hollow mask got cut in half and the hollow disintegrated.

The man put away his zanpakuto as he looked down at the young boy.

"Kid, what district are you from?"

The young boy, who was grasping his hand over the wound and rested his back on a tree trunk.

"Me? What's a district?"

The young boy frowned as he spoke out the words.

"You don't know what a district is? A new soul I see. And to be here at such a young age, seems you died young. Tsk Tsk."

As hazy memories started clearing up within the head of the young boy, hundreds of hours of memories of one of the Big 3 anime of the modern world, Bleach played through his head.

The white masked monster, the familiar uniform, the talk about districts and souls, everything about souls made sense now.

"What do you mean by soul? Where is this place?"

The young boy muttered in "confusion" as he spoke to the Shinigami.

'I have to get into Shin'o Academy.' The boy thought, an unusual, almost foreign thought driving his actions.

"Ah, I see. Welcome to the Soul Society, kid. You died in the Modern World and are now in the Soul Society as a soul."

The man spoke out. His shihakusho gleamed in the sunlight as the young man spoke out.

"You, how do I become like you?"

"Hm? You want to become a Shinigami?"

"Yeah."

The man grinned as he held out his hand.

"Get up, there will be a selection for Shin'o Academy in 22 hours. I'll take you to a selection site, after that, it's going to depend on whether you can get in or not. Fine with that?"

The young boy nodded and accepted the hand as the man helped him stand up and handed him a small can of ointment.

"Put this over your wound."

The young boy put the ointment on as the wound healed quickly.

"What's your name kid?"

The young boy fell in deep thought as he echoed out a name.

"Hitotsu Seimei."

" 'Another Life' huh? Interesting name, kid."

"Thanks."

***

"Place your hand over the Reiatsu tester."

A soul reaper sitting on a chair in front of a crystal ball spoke to Seimei.

Seimei placed his hand over the crystal ball as he felt a foreign power invading his body and stimulating his own Reiatsu.

"5TH Grade Reiatsu, approved."

Seimei moved away from the standard line as he was guided to a separate line with many souls who had happy faces.

But as he got into the line, he heard whispers around his as Seimei felt several eyes looking at him, whether it be with intentions of anger, interest, curiosity or disgust.

He was surprised about all these reactions but he shook his head and looked at a Shinigami leading a bunch of people.

"Everyone who has taken their tests and has been approved, please follow this line into the carriages waiting for you outside."

A shinigami wearing the standard shihakusho with an asauchi on his belt held a sign and directed the line towards a direction where carriages being pulled by horses could be seen.

"Let's move." The Shinigami who looked like he was leading the group nodded to the other members as he sat down next to Seimei.

He looked at Seimei and spoke.

"So, you're the kid 5th Seat Ikkaku talked about?"

Seimei raised his eye brow and with surprise asked a question back to the Shinigami.

"Ikkaku? Ikkaku Madarame?"

"Madarame? Who's that? I'm talking about Ikkaku Naofumi, the 5th Seat of The 11th Division."

"I see…"

"Yes. Anyway, how did you meet him?"

"I woke up in the forest. But was attacked by a hollow, he saved me back then."

As soon as Seimei spoke out, the Shinigami had a frown on his face.

He muttered and whispered, "A hollow inside Rukongai? How?"

He looked at Seimei as he frowned, when he shook his head and sighed.

"Why am a 15th Seat like me wondering about this? I'll just leave it to the higher ups." He spoke.

He looked at Seimei and spoke again.

"Anyway kid, the reason why everything has been such a smooth ride till now was because of him. He's recommended you to the academy so nobody's picked a fight with you because everyone knows you as 'The kid who got in by the back'. Otherwise, you'd have been beat up a few times already."

Seimei frowned at the perception of others of him. He finally understood why he got those gazes at him. His mind thought about the stories of people getting into many companies by the backdoor where he too scorned such people.

'Perhaps these things happen everywhere, whether it is in the 21st century society or the Edo-era soul society with Hollows, Shinigami, Quincies…'

Seimei looked away at the setting sun and sighed.

"Well, I can't help what they think of me. They should have met him before I did then, heh!"

Seimei smirked and spoke to the man.

He raised his brows as he smiled.

"You're a good kid. That mentality is going to help you later on in life. Go to sleep, we'll be arriving in a while."

Seimei nodded as he smiled too and laid back on the rumbling carriage as he slowly fell asleep.

***

Thump. Thump.

Boom!

A sudden pressure fell on Seimei as his heart felt a strong pressure fall onto it. His breathing got disrupted as he woke up from his sleep.

As his eyes shot up, he looked around to see many other having similar reactions as him. A Shinigami near them explained as he smiled.

"Feeling the pressure?"

Random Soul 1 replied, "Yes… This power level, it seems to be over 9000!"

"Over 9000?"

"Nothing, sir."

"Okay. Anyway, the reason why you're feeling this is because of many students don't limit their Reiatsu. This creates a strong field of pure Reiryoku, where souls who aren't accustomed to such a level of Reiryoku in the environment. You'll get used to it soon so it'll be fine."

Seimei nodded as he remembered the first time when Ichigo felt it hard to breathe while being in soul form.

As he moved into the school compound, he could feel Reiryoku in every breath he took, nourishing his body while putting a certain pressure on it at the same time.

He walked into the building as he was guided by another Shinigami, being led into a crowd where souls wearing similar yukatas or kimonos were standing.

'So, these are all my future school mates huh…'

Seimei thought to himself, as he looked around the crowd, a smile on his face.

As he looked around with the many Shinigami wearing their shihakushous, the students wearing their uniforms and the Reiryoku in the environment, a thought finally appeared in the mind of Seimei.

'I've arrived in the world of Bleach…'

Yet he didn't know, he had already started distancing himself from the world itself.

***

"Sir, the subject has successfully integrated with the world."

"Good, start the observation module. And don't interfere with the subject, like you previously did."

"Affirmative. Anima Custodis, Module 159, activate Lock on World 35216, Codename : Bleach."

[Affirmative. Lock Has Been Activated. Transporting World Core.]

[Succesful]

[Storyline : Initium]