62 The Disgraced One

Hueco Mundo, the natural habitat of the soul eating monsters known as hollows; beings that have started their existence as normal human souls only to lose their hearts in despair and turn into monstrous creatures that has only one purpose.

To eat.

An unimaginable hunger, born from the absence of their hearts, urge hollows to hunt souls in order to obtain something, anything, that might fill the holes that used to house their hearts.

I cared for none of these facts. I cared, and hated, only one fact about Hueco Mundo.

"Sand." I growled as I dusted off the dusty material that made all of the dimension off of my robe. I fucking hated sand; it's coarse, it's rough and it gets everywhere. Unfortunately, Hueco Mundo was basically made out of sand.

Technically it was made out of spirit particles but those particles were all condensed into the form of sand so that point was moot.

This was not how I had expected my new life to be. When I died and was recruited into a multiversal slavery company, I thought that I would simply chill out in a moderately safe world in my own little pocked dimension; surrounded by beauties.

Instead my destination was decided without any input from me and I had ended up in this desert dimension with soul eating monsters. At least it meant that I got to start with lots of points but I have been wandering for a very long time, with only a few weaklings coming out of the sand once or twice, I was bored.

Forget waifus, I would be happy to see anything as long as they were humanoid!

"Raah!" Instead I got some sort of horse with the lower body of a fish.

"Ridiculous!" How fortunate that I had powers of my own, so I just swiped my hand upwards and the horse fish hollow became horse fish hollow sashimi. Such was the power of Cleave, the cursed technique of Ryomen Sukuna that I had inherited!

…would have been way cooler if there was someone to see it though…

With those very depressing thoughts in my head, I continued to walk through the desert. Wondering how different this world of Bleach was to the one that I knew of.

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For the first time in centuries, she could say that she was surprised without being sarcastic. A rather bizarre feeling.

When she had felt some sort of weird energy going through the sands of Hueco Mundo while killing Menos class hollows as fast as they appeared, she had thought that she might have found a Vasto Lorde class. Which was splendid since currently there were only four of them in Las Noches. A number that was far too small for an army that was meant to go against Soul Society and defeat the captain class Shinigamis.

Except the source of the energy was not a Vasto Lorde, it wasn't even a hollow! Instead it looked like… a human spirit? One with too many tattoos but still, he looked just about same as any soul one could find in Rukongai. Except no one in Rukongai could kill an Adjuchas with a swipe of their hand, or reduce them to thin slices. What's more, she could feel his energy rising slowly but steadily with each hollow he killed.

Yes, Aizen Souka was very interested! She wanted to know more!

…hmmm… didn't she had a few very new dumbass arrancars that had been acting too high and mighty around the others when they thought she wasn't watching them?

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Man, I know I already did say this, but I fucking hated this desert!

Soul King, please do send something my way with your ridiculous clairvoyance powers! …oh wait, he can't hear me because I got full Information Defense.

Maybe I should just start rampaging and destroy everything around me. Surely that way someone would come to check out what's happening. Worse case scenario, it would start a fight and I would have to kill somebody, during which more sand would get into my clothes. Fuck sand.

Before I could think anything else in similar vein, the sound of what I assume to be someone hitting a drum very loudly reached my ears and I leaned downwards in order to avoid an attack that was aimed at my head.

"Keh keh keh, seems like this guy can move doesn't it seem so bro?"

"It really does bro." Oh great, the first proper sentients I meet in this new life of mine and they are the kind of guys the writer would either put in as the first goons to be defeated or have the anime crew put them in filler.

They looked rather similar to each other. They both practically had the same face and their clothing were also the same. The only difference was that one of them had a bull skull on his head while the other had a horse skull.

"Know despair, foolish mongrel who dared to trespass the sands of Hueco Mundo! For I am…" that was as far as he got before he fell to the ground in pieces. Literally, his head and torso were sliced in three pieces while his arms and legs were split into several different cuts.

"Meizu!" The one with the bull skull screamed as he looked down at the remains of who I assume to be 'Meizu'.

"Sorry about that. I was planning to just cut him into three pieces, but turns out he was far too weak." I said as I looked at the bull skull, that I suspected to be named 'Gozu', with a smug smirk on my face.

"You bastard! You bastard! You bastard! I'll kill you!" The moron yelled as he drew his sword from his sheath and put it's pommel on his head.

"Gouge them out, Cabeza de Buey!" And then with a bright light, he transformed.

It was somewhat impressive, he now stood over ten feet tall with a very big club in his hand and his whole head encased in a bull shaped mask.

"Die!" He yelled out as he swung his club and I decided to test my template out as I clasped my hands together.

Info dump, normally when someone buys the template of anyone from the catalog; the power they would get would only be fourth tier. But there was one exception to that. If one were to choose the template of a power connected to a power system that the user already had, the power of the template could be far higher than fourth tier.

"Nue."

Like the Ten Shadow techniques shikigami, whose power is dependent on the cursed energy of the summoner. That is why instead of an owl like bird somewhat bigger than a human like Fushiguro Megumi would, I summoned a giant feathered monstrosity with a human face.

Before the bullheaded moron could even realize what was happening, lightning started to rain down from Nue's enormous wings and the bullheaded idiot was reduced to cinders.

"Well, that was fun." I said as I let Nue return to my shadows.

"I must concur." And then I whirled around as I heard a voice from behind me. It's source? A rather beautiful woman with brown hair wearing white kimono like clothing under a white coat.

"Hello, my name is Aizen Souka." She said with a smile, her right hand on her sword as I stared at her, trying to comprehend the situation.