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HEAP OF TRASH, DO NOT READ

I cringed while reading my old synopsis. This book was written by ne when I was absolutely garbage at writing and too horny to measure. If you wish for your sanity to remain in tact do not read.

Random968 · Anime e quadrinhos
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The Anticlimactic fight

I woke up on the same bench I had fallen comatose on. I gripped my hands and felt the increased power, it was more than a TZ but less than a T1+. Deciding to go back to the bleach world to fight the worlds will was a no brainer but first let me check on my soul.

Instead of your conventional blue sphere of gas there was the Suniaster in the center of the gas with 3 objects rotating around it, the Hogyoku, a sword, and a TV screen. Each representing a part of my power that came from my soul. And it appeared as if I could use some of the magic from the Suniaster to increase the power of one of the objects rotating around my soul. of course I tried this out instantly on my stand. I suddenly felt rejuvenated as my formed power had returned boosting me to T1+ tier existence. Now it was definitely time to go back to bleach. Using the Green eye orb to teleport out of the market space I was met with a WW looking around for me. WW instantly saw me and attacked but I blocked the blow with one hand and with the other slammed WW onto the ground. Tranforming into my Wendigo form I repeatedly slammed the worlds will into the floor.

Sudden the floor came alive and tried to bind me but I was not having any of it so I used my Zanpakutō unleashing it's double form speeding up I was now 50 times faster the WW. The world itself was collapsing at my power, and thus WW. I immediately limited my power output as I still had things to do. And thus it was an even fight between me and WW. It looked like I was losing due to WW having variety of powers. But WW had one weakness I could exploit. Its Zanpakuto. Using my newly named move, The Impaler Trader, I impaled myself on WW sword and brought around my double blades cutting off WW's head. Reaching towards the Zanpakutō of WW and putting it in my inventory. WW suddenly dropped from a TY existence to a mere TX. WW panicked before promptly dissolving back into the fabric of reality.

Suddenly hundreds of clones of WW appeared each having a weaker version of WW's sword.

There was pedals, fire, ice, and other forms of attacks all coming at me from all directions. Of course it all bounced off of my TY durability. Calling out my Zanpakutō I stabbed through the reality of space creating a Black hole. My Suniaster glowed as I poured energy into the black hole making it draw in all of the worlds will into the black hole. I started infusing all of the Suniasters energy into the black hole making it an inescapable prison that the world will could never get out of. Also using Unmei just to make sure.

My newest move, The universal black hole seal.

Returning to my base form I looked at the remains of Hueco mundo. There was only one thing left, me. Well I just destroyed an entire dimension in a 0.5 second long fight. I then teleported to the human world to find nothing much except that was literal. Well fuck. There goes orihime and Yourichi.

But there was one thing that remained it was the barely alive Yhwatch. I quickly ate him before he could even use the Almighty. Suddenly my Zanpakutō glowed as the Almighty had merged with it. I quickly ran over to see what happened to find out after a moment it could now see into the future.

Damn now there is nothing to do here. I guess its time to leave. Pulling out the Company issued phone I hit the World hop app and there where Seven options before me.

Seven deadly sins,

Bionicle,

One punch man,

Cthulhu mythos,

Titanfall,

arc nights,

She-Ra and the princess of the tower.

I only knew Seven deadly sins and Demon slayer so I could only pick between those two. They both had many wai- Ahem, power systems and chances to get stronger but in the end I chose one punch man because it had more power system that could be helpful to my future self.

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The end?