We didn't stay long.
After that awkward, tension-packed moment at the edge of Rukon District — me roaring, Baraggan translating, Shinji looking confused and mad, Aizen being his usual smug self — it felt like the perfect time to leave before someone got vaporized.
I didn't even need to give the order.
My Bone Circle could feel it.
That unspoken, ancient instinct when you realize, "Yep, this is how idiots die."
We turned around and headed back through the Garganta.
Spike o Sensei, my most loyal guard, didn't come with us this time. He never did on these stupid adventures. Nah — he stayed by the castle gate, rooted in the sand, doing his duty without complaint.
A ten-meter-tall cactus.
A legend.
My oldest ally.
A plant of few words.
Mostly because he was a plant.
Respect.
Back in Hueco Mundo, nothing had changed.
The sky was still an endless gray.
The sand was still dry and lifeless.
And our crumbling, half-broken bone castle still stood, barely held together with raw spirit energy and bad decisions.
Baraggan dragged his skeleton body lazily behind us, already muttering about wanting to sleep again for another hundred years. He yawned so wide a hollow moth flew in and got stuck in his skull.
Good.
The Bone Circle followed me, as always.
The Four Idiots — Edrad, Yylfordt, Di Roy, and Nakeem — bickered the whole way home about who was strongest, even though none of them did a damn thing in Soul Society.
"I totally could've taken that orange-haired Shinigami!" Edrad lied.
"Bro, we didn't even see him," Yylfordt groaned.
I ignored them.
I didn't need to eat.
I didn't need to sleep.
I was an Adjuchas.
A six-meter-tall brute built from spite, stubbornness, and a half-forgotten grudge against a world I barely remembered.
Food was for weaklings.
Sleep was for Baraggan.
I just existed — moving from one fight, one prank, one stupid reckless adventure to the next. The world could rot for all I cared.
Hueco Mundo was home, for now.
I'd seen enough weirdness for one day.
First thing tomorrow?
Maybe I'd pick a fight with Grimmjow again.
Maybe I'd challenge Aizen to a roaring contest.
Maybe I'd finally name myself something cool, like Kenpachi Bonebreaker or Adjuchas King.
Or maybe…
I'd just sit by Spike o Sensei and watch the sand blow by.
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