The bleached world

In every religion, there is a place where sinners receive their punishments after their death. This place is called 'Hell'.

Just like every other sinner, there was a certain sinner who was receiving his punishment. He was being restrained by chains against the stone column. The sinner had a white bone-like thing wrapped his upper and lower body as well as his eyes like cloth only leaving his obsidian-black hair, lower face, and hands exposed.

The area around here was composed of black landscape with many irregular columns covered in veins of lava jutting out from the ground. There was also thunder clouds in the 'sky' above and lightning strikes could be seen.

"It's been almost five thousand years since I was banished to here, isn't it?" the sinner muttered.

Suddenly a blue light illuminated in front of the sinner and formed a transparent man. The man seemed ordinary except for his strange eyes. He was a soul hologram of a certain man that has been sealed.

"You are right." the hologram replied.

"Then my time here is over, isn't it?" the sinner replied.

"You are right. But you can't walk out from this place like nothing happened since you have been living here for a thousand years." the hologram said.

"I know and I also know you can't take me out of here since it's beyond your authority. But I also know you can let me reincarnate." the sinner said while 'looking' right into the hologram's eyes.

"I can. But do you want to?" the hologram said.

The sinner chuckled and replied "Of course. Have you ever seen me being unsure?"

"As a human, shinigami, hollow or as a Quincy?" the hologram said immediately as he knew the sinner's reply.

"Of course as a hollow since I have always been hollow." the sinner said.

Immediately after the sinner replied, white blueish light illuminated at bottom of the sinner and vanished alongside the sinner.

***

Hueco Mundo. Place where hollows are born and reside. This place lies between the Human World and the Soul Society. The landscape of Hueco Mundo consists of an everlasting night sky, a seemingly never-ending white desert, and tree-like objects. This place has an atmosphere filled with a high concentration of Reishi.

In this bizarre dimension, there was something even more bizarre that was happening as a hollow from thousands of years ago was being reincarnated as a little hollow.

The little hollow was looking at the crescent moon before gripping and devouring an insect type hollow nearby.

'So this is how it feels to be reincarnated.' the fledging muttered and stared at the familiar crescent moon. The moon of his home. It was making him feel warm inside before remembering the ugly past.

He noticed the insect nearby him and quickly devoured its soul. He knew he needed power. He needed the power to fight back any threat.

Then he opened his mouth to its fullest and sucked the air around me alongside the souls of weaker hollows nearby. This was the ability that made him strong in his past life. This ability was only exclusive to him as a sole hollow of a certain type. The 'Vakuum'.

After devouring all the souls of hollows nearby, he felt a familiar feeling. The feeling of evolution that he had last felt thousands of years ago.

After converging all the soul into reiatsu, his body grows as big as a small car. His hollow mask becomes even more ferocious than before. Two wings grew from his back. But the most notable change was in the reiatsu. His reiatsu was much stronger than ordinary hollow, easily rivaling Gillian's reiatsu.

The hollow again stared at the moon and took a deep breath before letting out a thunderous roar alerting every single hollow around the area.

Soon many hollows came one after another to the source of the roar.

But this was all according to the plan of the hollow. The hollow once again opened his mouth to the fullest and once again sucked all souls of the hollows.

But this wasn't enough for the next evolution to become Gillian. This was the downfall of his type. He will be much stronger than a normal hollow but he needs much more soul than a normal hollow.

"Around the half." the hollow muttered and let out the roar once again.

It is a story about an arrancar named Nova being reborn after five thousand years of banishment to hell.