⠀ ⠀⠀Off barren walls footsteps echo, reverberating down the long, empty corridor. Las Noches, his palace, was relatively the same as it was the day he abandoned it. The scars of battles fought still remained, preserved by the stagnant, never changing air of Hueco Mundo. — ⠀

⠀ ⠀⸻ ❝ 𝐰𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤 𝐬𝐨 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐟 𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭—𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐨𝐧 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐟 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤. 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐮𝐬 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐢𝐬. ❞ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ — ketsumyo.carrd.co ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ #BLEACHRP #BLEACHOC #MVRP ⠀

⠀ ⠀⠀Rim of alabaster porcelain finds awaiting maw. An acute angle tipped by wrist sends fresh, hot liquid awash across eager taste buds. The bitter, rich flavor spread along tongues surface, rousing a content hum from Aizen. Tea, his favorite indulgence, brought peace and warmth to his cold soul. ⠀

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𝕯𝐈𝕯 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐊 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐀 𝕯𝐈𝐒𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘 𝐎𝐅 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐂𝐄 𝐖𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐁𝐄 𝐄𝐍𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇 𝐓𝐎 𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐌 𝐌𝐄? 𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐅𝐎𝐎𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐇.