Prolog

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Kriuswer

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,, My name is Jin ... jin ... but I call myself Hollow."

,, Why? For what?"

,, To understand this, I will tell my story, my brother's sword piercing equipment, by a beautiful Shinigami."

,, I wasn't born ... not like all of you are. At birth, my mother only gave birth to one child. So she thought until she came back from the hospital. When my father was Shinigami. He told her the truth.

Well, I am a Siamese brother ... a special kind, something like that. Well, I live in the body of my brother Ichigo.

Mom couldn't help it, but she trampled on. And more than once, she wanted to see me. What do I look like, do I resemble her or me dad. She didn't know it, and Ichigo was too young to convey my words to my mother.

Well, we were kids. And at that time, even I couldn't say anything.

I was still in my brother's empty mind, in a soul city that has only just foundations.

I didn't understand anything and I cried all the time. Because unlike my brother. Nobody hugged me, nobody fed me. Because I didn't really need it.

Until my father arrived. I was almost a year old then, he couldn't have been before. Because he surprised me and my brother.

The father used some old spiritual technique that not only allows you to enter the mind of another person. But also to be able to fight, touch, and examine it.

That was the first time I knew my name. Jin ... that's what my dad called me.

My father was surprised at least, but the love he gave me was enormous. He could only stay in Ichigo's mind for only five minutes. And he could only do it once, until Ichigo could speak and convey my words to the rest of the world.

Until now I remember his embrace. Heh ... memories.

And then, for the first time in months, I didn't cry. But it was still ... that five minutes. It felt like a burned outmatch.

And even though I felt my brother's presence was everywhere. I felt lonely.

After a few years ... maybe less. My brother learned to speak, I learned to speak a little earlier. Which made Ichigo cry a lot. Well, he heard a voice in his head.

My voice.

Ichigo's father explained that it was me, I am talking to him. But he didn't understand it, it was a child after all.

When Ichigo and I were about five years old. Ichigo began to pass my words to mom and dad.

Before that, he had ignored me and had it not been for my mom. He would still do that. Even I had had enough then and stopped talking to him.

But when I was finally able to speak, I said "Mom". However, as soon as mom heard me say it, of course from Ichigo's mouth. Mom pimped Ichigo and said, "I love you son ... my little Jin."

Ichigo then cried ... like a child ... he didn't want my mom to show me any feelings. I thought so, and it instilled a hatred of my brother.

From the age of five, in Ichigo's city of the mind. There were buildings and I was in one of them. Which looked different ... stood out from the rest. Because it looked like a Japanese temple. It piqued my interest.

And I went to live there. There were no rare luxuries there. Only a large screen and a lying mat. And a strange sword ... very large, without a handpiece. Only blade, no cover. But I didn't care about it, because I was more interested in what the screen was showing.

And more specifically. When I touch the screen, I am probably accidentally using my spiritual energy. And activated it.

That was the first time I saw my mother. My mom. I dreamed of being able to touch her ... still dreaming. To hug her and say "I love you, mom."

And then I had a nice show. I saw my brother training ... he learned karate from the age of four. But it was only from the age of five that I was able to see the outer world.

And seeing what Ichigo sees. I myself began to learn. And honestly, I was better than my brother.

Back then, I couldn't read Ichigo's memories yet. So I learned the basics myself from what I saw.

And sometimes Ichigo was still practicing. once, I had mastered it and waited for the teacher to show the next one.

And during these training sessions, I envied Ichigo once again. He had a friend that I didn't have. And I couldn't have, until.

Her name was Tatsuki Arisawa, who became his friend. I also wanted to tell her something, even a simple sentence. But I couldn't. Because Ichigo was ignoring me, he didn't want people to think he was different. And then I hated him even more.

I know he did well ... but I was a kid anyway. I didn't understand it.

It was interesting that Ichigo as well as me. We saw ghost and strange monsters. Which later I found out they are called Hollow.

Ichigo ignored them, he was afraid of them. But they fascinated me ... I didn't like hollow, they looked terrible after all. But I felt close to ghosts as well as Hollow. But there was nothing I could do because Ichigo was ignoring me.

And so the years passed and I remained in the shadows. My brother. Even after our sisters were born, my brother successfully limited my contact. And when they asked him about me, he got pissed off and left.

When I was seven. The father used an ordinary spiritual technique to look into Ichigo's mind. And see me again. It only lasted a few seconds, but he did it to show my mom what I looked like.

He did it only now because Ichigo's mind wouldn't last long without being damaged.

Father from his visit to Ichigo's mind, the former. He trained in the art of drawing. And after seven years, he had reached the point where he could draw me after a few seconds of looking. And show the family what their son/brother looks like.

And what my father painted scared not only him, mum, but all the rest. No ... I'm not that ugly. I look like Ichigo with a few differences. My hair is white which is not so bad. My skin is very pale, really pale, almost white. Well, I've never seen sun rays, which no is surprising.

However, my eyes scared them. The whites of my eyes are black ... weird ... but that's what they are. If I am given a body of my own, I will have to use the art of illusion or something like that.

And the pupils of my eyes are white. It fits with the rest of me. But in combination with the black whites of the eyes. It looks pretty scary.

However, when mom saw it, she saw nothing wrong with it, no disgust. Wizoła drawing to my hand as if it were me. And she hugged him saying "mom loves you ... you are really handsome for me."

And when Ichigo called me a monster, his mother scolded him. And then I wanted to be free even more.

And so the years passed. Until the day I hated my brother as much as I could. Until June 17, when I lost something that turned my heart to stone. Until, of course, I met her. But that's later.

June 17 me, Ichigo and mom. We were on our way back from the dojo. Until my damned brother ran to the river. Because he saw the weird little flower he wanted to give to mom.

He advised against him, I screamed at him. And he did nothing, he ignored me. And because of him .... mom ... died ... to save him ... save me. The Hollow killed my mother because of that idiot's stupidity.

I haven't spoken since then. Only when the father looked into Ichigo's mind. I screamed:

,, Why is it not me, I have no power over this body? Mom would be alive.!!!"

From then on, I wanted to get stronger. To kill this monster myself. From the fact that I didn't have a fusion body, I focused on strange energy. Which after a while I managed to sense.

It was spiritual energy and I was constantly. I tried to develop it, feel it better, control it better.

While my brother is living his own life, ignoring my existence.

I didn't worry about the world anymore, just from time to time, I looked at the screen to see the faces of my father and my sisters, but I didn't say anything.

After a while, when I was ten. And my amount of spiritual energy was much more than before. And earlier it was big, but I found out about it much later.

My ability to manipulate spiritual energy was amazing. After all, I was just doing it. I didn't have to eat or sleep, I just exercised. And I looked through the screen, but it still took about 10 minutes.

So when I was ten, my father looked inside again. He did it quite often, but this time, in addition to talking to me, he gave me a present.

I believed that this energy, spiritual energy. It is the key for me to receive my own body. So the fact that my father showed Ichigo a few scrolls. Which turned into spiritual energy and moments later appeared beside me.

These scrolls covered basic topics like what spiritual energy is and the simplest ways. How to use them.

After another year, I had mastered several dozen of such scrolls. But without the zanpuko, I could only practice spells. Of course, by controlling the amount of spiritual energy. In order not to induce my brother's mind by accident ... Because in the end, if something happened to him, I would suffer too.

But it only helped me even more, developing my spiritual power. And then I had mastered all the spells I received.

I was wondering what to do next. I was thirteen years old when I graduated from Spell Science. And then I will go to the old sword in the corner, the temple ... the building where I lived.

Back then I didn't even know who it was. I tried to lift a large piece of loafer, and after a while I managed.

And what happened when I did it.

Nothing.

But I felt something about that sword. A presence that bothered me a little.

And then I was training ... But it felt like someone was watching me ... someone but my brother.

This form of the sword did not suit me, I would prefer a katana. But I had nothing else, but it wasn't my sword, after all. After all, it's in my brother's mind, so it's his sword.

And so I practiced various techniques. From Agitowari, i.e.

A sword technique where the user with a single attack cuts the opponent in half from the jaw down the length of the body until the target is sectioned.

To Ryōdan. For this technique, a sword is held with two hands. The technique allows the opponent to be halved in the middle. It is strong enough to work on Espada 5 with arguably the strongest Hierro level among Arrancar.

How I found out about them ... never mind. It's too big a spoiler.

However, all of these techniques were fairly simple ... I mean, they weren't. I spent a lot of time learning them. But I only had access to them, from my father.

Until they have mastered all the basic and quite advanced techniques available. Which I had access to.

He appeared dressed in a black robe. With long hair. His name was Zangetsu. this is how he presented himself to me. After a dozen or so murderous trainings.

He trained me hard and painfully. But I didn't care, I wasn't alone after all. Although such closeness I would not call it. Our relationship is Master and disciples. He did not show me feelings, he only taught and tortured me. But I liked him more than my brother.

Over the years, Zangetsu taught me various techniques. There were a lot of them and even at the age of fifteen. I have not mastered them to the point where Zangetsu is satisfied. There wasn't always something wrong, he was never happy.

But I practiced anyway, without complaining because I felt like every training. It brings me closer to my desired freedom.

However, once I was strong enough, or simply Zangetsu. He thought I was good enough now for him to speak to me. On a topic other than training.

Zangetsu told me. That the fact that I live in my brother's body should not be possible. However, the fact that it exists proves one thing. That my soul must honor the Zanpakutō to survive. To stabilize myself and be able to exist.

It just means that I kind of stole my brother's Zanpakutō. This means that he will either turn into a weapon for his brother, or he will chant a new Zanpakutō. And I will keep Zangetsu. The latter option was the only one.

And when I saw it, Zangetsu unite with Ichigo. And it connected her with me. It wasn't normally possible, but with me. Of course.

And after this error, it is freer than before. I mean, I was still trapped in my brother's head. But now I didn't have the anchor holding me here. And I could leave Ichigo's body if I could.

I mean, I know how to do it, but I still had some training. Which I have to do. And being too long outside my brother's body. I may be in danger of becoming a Hollow.

So I only left my body for a moment so I could hug my father and sisters. I will not forget the first moment my father was in a spiritual form. He hugged me. Ichigo and sisters slept. And I left. Father sensed it, he's a Shinigami after all. And then for the first time in a long time, I was able to hug him.

However, I had to get back to Ichigo's body quickly. Heh ... Prison.

Zangetsu told me how to recall the memories and skills of a part of Zangetsu. Which I devoured, however, it was much more difficult.

However, the result is the discovery of some very powerful techniques. Which even terrified me ... their strength and power.

Now when I look to my brother after all these years of silence. He has changed ... started acting like a heroic badass. Is what it is called. Even though he has changed for the better. It doesn't change the fact that I hate him. Really. And now that he is starting high school. I am training in techniques that even the masters of soul society do not know about. And how do I know that. From Zangetsu and the memories of the fragment I devoured.

Now that I had mastered everything I could. I sat in Ichigo's mind, and looked through the memories that included the school's lessons. Since I can come out of Ichigo's body, there is a good chance that I will get my own body.

So I should know something. And so for a few weeks before Ichigo started high school. I was refreshing and browsing through all the memories of scientific knowledge. And assimilated her.

And even though Ichigo has a better understanding of the material thanks to me. I outdid him anyway.

Which made me .... scream, bragging about it. Which made Ichigo sigh and say.

(Ichigo)-So you decided to speak up. Cool.

Then I fell silent again. But I knew he was happy. And that outraged me a bit. I know he made up ... he didn't make up ... but he learned to live after mom died. But I didn't, I still hated him. I loved him like a brother, but I hated him.

And honestly, my favorite part is when my dad beats Ichigo. I know it's just so much fun, but it makes me want it too. And he receives it for a few minutes.

As I leave the body. After my mother's death, my father turns pain into humor. He fools around and jokes to hide the pain. But it also takes time to be serious, which is good.

However, going further, to a slightly more present time. When Ichigo came home from school, he was carrying flowers. To put them in a pot where the girl died. Her spirit was here too, but it doesn't matter.

There were bullies who brought the flower pot back. And Ichigo beat them up. But that doesn't matter either.

For me, not for him.

In short, Ichigo helped the girl's soul so that she could rest in peace.

However, the next day as Ichigo went to school. But first, he wanted to take the flowers to the place where that girl died, with yesterday.

But then I saw my enemy for the second time. Or a dearest creature of the same race. Hollow, huge and scary. Who was hunting the girl's souls.

Ichigo, "my hero," tried to run away with the ghost at his side.

I wanted to fight, I finally had the strength. To kill this monster with one cut of the sword.

However, this would be the second time she tries to use powers and techniques. Out of Ichigo's mind. And not wanting some Shinigami to see me, because my existence is unknown to them.

I mean, I see my father has two sons, but they don't know what it looks like, really.

So in order not to waste them, I'm waiting for a good time to jump out and kill the Hollow with a single blow.

However, when the girl fell. Ichigo paused to help her. And then the Hollow caught up with them. I was almost at the last moment when the Hollow, with his overgrown hand, tried to hit them. I jumped out of Ichigo's body, in my spirit form. With Zangetsu in hand, I aimed a cut at Ryōdan styles. With both hands, held the blade, and a straight horizontal cut.

However, what surprised me. It's a fact that I wasn't the only one who made the cut. Next to me was a Shinigami. Or rather, the most beautiful woman I've ever seen, really. My heart skipped a beat like never before.

For a split second, we both met each other's eyes. While we both cut the Hollow. It was intriguing.

As soon as the Hollow fell dead, I jumped back into Ichigo's body. And she was shocked for a moment. But as people approached Ichigo, she disappeared. And he and I were curious about what happened to her. Where has she gone?

Later, after returning home, I had my first conversation with my brother in a long time.

(Ichigo)-Jin do you know who it was?

(Jin)-Yes, I know.

(Ichigo)-Can you tell me.

(Jin)-You better not know. It's too dangerous.

I didn't want to tell him. Because of Zangetsu telling me to Ichigo, he did not interfere with the spiritual world and led a normal life. I have no choice but to let him live his normal life. so he said.

(Ichigo)-What can you tell me?

(Jin)-Heh ... I can say it. That if we meet her. It's hands off her. I saw her first.

(Ichigo)-Haha...Seriously. What are you doing in my head. I haven't said that for a long time ... I've never said that. This is more like one of the series I watched when I was seven.

(Jin)-HEH ... Do you remember what I did when the Hollow was going to kill you?

(Ichigo)-.....

(Jin)-Exactly. I was training. All the time you are wondering why your father showed you scrolls that turned into light.

(Ichigo)-They were for you.

(Jin)-Because you see. I trained to have a body of my own. After all, you will not lend me yours. He's not gonna kiss that black-haired girl with your body.

(Ichigo)-haha...Seriously ... you're in love. do you know what love is?

(Jin)-Yes, I know.-he said in a rather bad tone of voice.

(Ichigo)-Excuse me.

(Jin)-Cool. I wonder if I will see her again someday.

And as if on-demand, through the open windows. She came in. My heart beat faster.

She went inside and with a light step, she jumped over the desk and stood in front of us.

(Ichigo)-Who you are. What do you want from,,us"?

She didn't say anything, just looked around. And she said briefly.

(Rukia)-Is close.

She then yells out a strange glove that hit Ichigo in the chest wallet.

And what surprised me then. I was pulled out of my brother's body. But now I had ... more stability. t means I could be much longer time outside my brother's body.

As soon as I left my brother's body. Ichigo saw me for the first time. He saw me in his father's painting, but never saw me directly. I didn't show up to him.

Except for the last time, but it was quick. And he hardly saw me.

(Ichigo)-Jin??

(Jin)-Yes I know. I am that handsome.-he said to do weird poses. As if to impress a black-haired girl.

(Ichigo)-Haha...I promise, later. I will rectify your silly banal texts.

(Jin)-Heh...

As soon as Ichigo and Jin finished speaking. They find Rukia ignoring them and exploring the room.

Apparently, she wasn't even listening to them.

I walked over to her and said.

(Jin)-Something happened? Another Hollow?

She stares at me and for moments, even stabs me lightly with her sword. Checking for a strange reaction.

(Rukia)-You are not a Hollow or a Shinigami. What are you? Because you don't look like a crossover of both?

(Jin)-I know I'm handsome. But to put it bluntly, I am the Siamese brother of that redhead on the bed.-He said pointing at Ichigo.

Ichigo got angry and screame:

(Ichigo)-hey!!!

Rukia was shocked that he couldn't talk. But with the fact that he sees her and me.

(Rukia)-Does he see we?

(Jin)-Yes. He's been examining his eyesight recently. And he had real ... plus ghost vision and the like. Normal teenager.

Rukia laughed a little, softly, but I could see it. Hehe....a beautiful view.

(Rukia)-Hihi...I understand.

The scream of the girl's soul is nice for a moment. Coming from outside. Me and Ruki jumped out of the window. Ichigo, on the other hand, was running normally.

As we ran outside the House, I saw a terrible sight. Part of the house is destroyed and the Hollow is holding Karin. My sister. Ichigo was next to me and Ruki.

While holding Zangetsu, I ran to the right shoulder in which he was holding my sister. And I used the Hōrin spell that created an energy chain. Which bound the Hollow's legs. Then Rukia rolled back her left arm and I rolled my right. However...

As soon as I cut off the arm, A sister fell into Ichio's arms. I was drawn back into my brother's body.

And Ichigo and Rukia are left alone.

(Rukia)-Where's Jin?

(Ichigo)-His time is up.

(Rukia)-,,I understand. That's ten minutes. This is his max. For now."-she thought

But before she could finish the thought. The hollow barked at Ichigo's. And she at the last moment blocked with her sword. Monster attack.

Which resulted in the destruction of part of the Hollow mask.

But then she herself was badly injured. The sight was much more difficult for me as she fell to her knees. And blood spurted from her neck.

(Jin)-Noooo!!!!

Rukia struggled to get up and began to speak not clearly. Because of the blood in her mouth. But when she spat out the blood and cleared her lungs. She leaned against a stone fence and pointed her sword at Ichigo.

(Rukia)-You must become a Shinigami. I am not able to. Your brother couldn't come out. So you have to do it.

(Rukia)-It will pierce its center of the zanpaktou, and it will pour its power upon you.

>Reaaarrrr!!

(Rukia)-I don't know if this works. But we have nothing to lose.

(Ichigo)-I'll do it Shinigami.

(Rukia)-My name is not Shinigami. My name is Rukia Kuchiki.

Then Rukia pierced My brother with the sword. He gained Shinigami powers. And I had them before ... but I got something else ... Something I don't understand.

And so we returned to the present moment.

But what will happen next. You will find out in the next chapter. He gives the voice to the narrator.