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[Bleach] Little Black Cat

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What happens when a mad scientist who gave created the world of fae, the greatest eldritch abomination and the primordial fear get reincarnated together? The usual for Cheshire. -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Cheshire, from inception, was a cornered cat forced to fight for every inch when others were gifted miles from birth. That didn't stop her. While others were born with unbelievable cheats she studied the world to create the foundation of her own path to godhood - creating mystical arts that allowed her to fight both dragons & gods - even taking advantage of her mortal nature. Uniting countless "copies" of herself from across the multiverse to become a force to fierce that none dared to challenge them. Yet the Cheshire responsible for all that was unable to achieve immortality unlike her counterparts who had essentially split into two different factions only kept together by her. Through these factions, one growing through training while other via experimenting on their bodies & souls, she managed to cut out a little slice for herself where the souls of children would be able to forever forget about the tragedies of their lives. Able to play in her little garden. However she could only expand her lifespan for so long so decided to go out as the warrior cat she was. What she didn't expect... Was to wake up again. -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Updates: Fri-16:00gmt

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Chapter 1Chapter 000: Beginning of the End-

| Most Of These Figures Can Be Forgotten About; Only Main Two Are Important

The only thought in the legendary cat's mind was one thing.

<So this is the end.>

There was no resistance nor regret in her thoughts; just an acceptance from someone who had lived far longer than anyone assumed she could. Born among a powerful divine beast race yet without any of the benefits expected. A radiant lion with a frail body and with the power of shadows instead of light.

Just that alone was enough for her to be mocked but calling her frail was an understatement. Lions loved meat while she couldn't even eat physical foods due to her weak digestive system being unable to break down stew. Not to mention her (humanoid) height barely hitting five feet in a race with a 10 foot average.

Even her ability related to shadows, when each of her race was supposed to gain a unique light based ability, was one that only facilitated the passage of information between shadows.

She was pathetic in every meaning of the word.

Despite all that, the words of her deceased mother & the bloodline of the father that despised her kept her going long past their era. A wish for her to always smile with a bloodline that turned obsession into an unquestionable power. Her desire to rebel against her fate allowed her to even kill the goddess of fate.

With such conviction she created her own methods to get stronger - unconventional abilities to take in the power of reality - letting many accomplish immortality through her research. However she was strangely unable to do little more than prolong her own life. Making her need to rely on more… Abhorrent methods.

Still she didn't go on this path for her own selfish desires. Instead she created an entire new realm for those dead before getting a chance to really live to forever frolic in innocence. Protecting those kids in their paradise while also siring her own little kittens along the way.

Even if it was a life that marred her sickly body with scars it was a life she didn't regret.

It was a life filled with many adventurers and untold depths but, in the end, she was unable to escape the slow yet prevalent grasp of the end.

As the wound inflicted by her disciple's sword caused heat to flood out her body - she stood with a smile present on her face. Eyes turning across the rogue gallery here at the end of her life. This was the origin of all demons who howled in anguish that a silly little kitty like her didn't get a warriors send off.

That demon was always a funny one. A part of a single being that had been split into three - similar to her in that they were both forced to earn power rather than waiting to receive it. It was a fact that led to them getting along quite swimmingly and the cat certainly was thankful for the intentions the demon held.

Tilting her head back revealed the softly smiling face of her treacherous disciple; perhaps the most powerful god in terms of ability. A little girl forced into the role of a leader. Even as that boob monster withdrew the sword from her body… She could not find herself hating that stupid brat.

The girl was born a sociopath and handed the keys to everything - considering the pressure her divine job put on one's moral compass - everything turned out quite well in that regard.

Though the next figure to catch her eyes made those battle hardened eyes soften. Her sweet first born who was cast away due to the fear of the masses. A sweet girl who just wanted to bring the power of dreams to those who needed a break in the harsh lives they led.

Seeing the girl cry put a crack in her heart yet she pushed that away.

<She'll get over it, she's a strong one, far stronger than anyone else's kids.>

She was a little sad that she didn't get a chance to see that bumbling little brother, however the image that his heroic figure was likely out saving some species from danger… Well she certainly had more to smile about when she thought of that boy. Who would say she raised that kid wrong?

Lastly there was him.

One eye of navy and another of indigo; each of them peered at her with amusement as well as an unquenchable flame of anticipation. Those bright eyes seemingly flickering. A dreadful aura exuded from his figure but no one else seemed to even realise he was there.

Not that it surprised the cat, it would be stranger if the others could see, since he had likely judged that they wouldn't be able to take notice of him. Allowing him to fade into the background. Clearly there yet never noticed by anything - just like the ending that all mortals knew was coming yet never breaching.

An unspoken topic that had become taboo due to its nature as an eventuality that no entity (no matter their class or race) could formulate a way to avoid.

Soon even that facade of humanity began to twist as the cat felt her existence began to be pulled away from the abyssal darkness for which she had hid. For so long she had gotten away from his grasp by hiding in an abyss where he didn't dare step. That abyss formerly known as herself.

Now that she was helpless - the previously beautiful androgynous face slowly morphed into the charred black skull of a wolf with crimson cracks adorning all over. Those cracks glowed as boiling bloody vapour poured out of them. However, the bicoloured eyes remained even if in the form of coloured flames.

Underneath her was a skeletal hand that seemed malformed, a mixture between claw & fingers with the tips being adorned in metal, as if to hold her soul up for observation.

That fanged maw somehow grinning despite its skeletal state.

Two uneven horns, framing a halo wrapped in vines covered in thorns, came out of it's temples. Only to be painted by the blood seeping from the halo. A representation of the most divine of creatures having been defiled by malice formed life.

His surprisingly melodic & beautiful voice (not constricted to either gender) was wonderful among the rhythmic banging of gigantic hammers in the background.

"It's been so long yet at least I have you within my grasp; without you there is no one who can upset my judgement thus my plans can flourish…"

She didn't answer since she honestly didn't care and would prefer if he just hurried on with it.

The "fate of the realms" hardly mattered as far as she was cornered; as long as he didn't touch the spirit realm she didn't mind what this end-obsessed deity wanted.

He both taught her everything she knew as well as her closest friend (probably?) but at the end of the day she was a variable he couldn't account for. That was something an egomaniac couldn't allow. So it was expected she'd end up in his little hovel - formerly called hell - once she died.

Nevertheless, she just didn't care since she was already dead.

"Now what should I do with you~?"

<Damn does he love the sound of his own voice; if is gonna do something should just it. This old lady has better things to than listen this nutcase go on another one smug spiels. One these days monologue come back 'n' bite him in rump!>

If a soul could click its tongue she would have long ago.

Sure, the titan god of the end was scary and all but she was the manifestation of fear so his ranting just got stale real quick. Unfortunately she couldn't even fall asleep. Just having to wait for him to finish up as he walked around the massive chamber.

Strutting around with his billowing cloak of snow white wool - he brought her towards that could only be called a fountain of pure light with an incalculable number of faces passing by. Not helped by the light that engulfed them all. Quickly working to literally wipe away most of their individuality.

"This is only one part of it yet this is the shit show called reincarnation that dares exist in my presence like a parasite on my very existence; fortunately I'm going to fix that in 5 years time. You'll be able to sit right here and witness it. Witness as I- the fuck?"

His smug speech halted as a sudden slash appeared on his body - it was certainly a powerful soul attack which could only come from one person. The very disciple that sent her on her way here. A fact that made the coming scene all the more ironic.

"OH SHIT!"

The soul he worked so hard to pilfer, the one being which he feared and also brought terror through many different names…

Known as the abyss that consumes the void.

Scattered as Munzumira, the architect of fate's demise.

A primordial dread whose name hasn't ever been uttered.

That complex being made from many moving parts, beyond anyone's understanding, was unceremoniously dropped and just so happened to have occurred in front of reincarnation. It was a set of events that no one could have expected. Such a powerful figure making such a mighty mistake.

Her soul - shrouded in eternal darkness - fell into the pillar of light yet that did little to snuff out the abyss that made her who she was. The wolf-faced titan tried to grab onto her but how can someone hold onto something that consumes even the void? Slipping through his skeletal fingers as if not there.

"NO! NO! NO! NO! NO!"

Soon enough that titan fell to his knees while glancing into reincarnation.

His fellow forgotten deities, entities with different goals but similar plans, had just been watching this all with a level of amusement that could not be comprehended. To them this was merely an obsession from him and not important to themselves. Their own goals are different enough to never interest her.

As such they were more than willing to laugh at the failings (at least the two who were on his level) of who could be considered their pseudo leader.

"It would seem your ego got ahead of you…" <Butterfly >

"Quite disconcerting." <Imp >

All he could do was growl as he wasn't willing to fight with those two since he couldn't be confident.

"Talk about inviting trouble." <Imp >

"Right, I could do without the backseat scheming, especially from a repentant demon!"

Waving his hand to send the two away which (thankfully) they were both more polite than him as they heeded his desire. The flames in his eyes narrowed as he flourished his cloak while turning to walk back to his throne. His sheer size being enough to easily crush countries with his throne being bigger still.

A macabre inspired seat worthy of his position as ruler of an entire concept; truly a masterpiece as it stood as proudly as its master. Appearing as a black monolith with volcanic cracks all across it. Each spewing a mixture between navy & indigo flames as it formed a massive cross.

Weapons rusted by age appeared all over - containing the essence of different cultures across time.

Yet each failed to escape from his grasp.

Slouching on his throne with a skeletal hand rested upon his equally boney cheek as he pondered what he would do next.

"Don't worry Cheshire… I've been waiting too long for my revenge on this wretched world that sought to use me as they wish; this is just another road bump of many. We'll unite, I assure you that, for I have judged it to be true and I am the adjudicator that watches those who dare to watch over this miserable world." <"Atlas" >

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