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Artist: Carrotwine - Song: Dark Side Of The Road
He thought he had time, but that roar of energy and raw power. His anger began eating him still, why had it come to this? Why did he not match her in any sense? A ringing filled his ears, her voice came in but this constant rin like a screech filled his ears. His body caved into her fists, bending flimsy as it was. He felt the cracking of ribs and his stomach projecting up his fluids. Blood mixing in as he felt the sensation like stabbing. His ribs had punctured his lung, injuries pilled up inside his body.
He couldn't feel much, as she slammed him around like a rage doll. He needed to do something, his jaw felt itself cracking as a solid strike to his skull came. Blood dripped from his nose and lips, his eyes held an empty gaze to them. His body crumbled into the dirt as he left a trail. His bones and body felt broken, his regenerative powers from Vait killed in. They were working on fixing the injuries he'd sustained. His body hurt, almost as much as it had from the Sea Beast.
Her words felt like knives cleaving his flesh. What had even changed since Zin, his body didn't move just yet. The beating had left his will and body bruised. Was that really it, for the majority she sacrificed them? His ears had blood leaking from them, a familiar pain. When he cut them off against Kaminari. So long ago, before he knew Zin or the people. "I..do not..have such strength..that I can affect them."
He said his head down, answering the female's words. Perhaps it was the concussion talking, but he knew damn well he was weak. Nowhere near Iriko or Tsubasa in power or substance. He had not the forces nor the people.
He began to rise when he felt the grip come. She wasn't giving him time to recover from his wounds. His hollow regenerative powers were working overtime. But it didn't matter, he had absorbed punishment. He felt himself swung like a child and smashed into the mountainside.
Small shards of rock shattering against his body, causing him pain through his body. He should have released his Zanpakuto, in hindsight, it would have been better. Could he still do that in this state? His body ached and felt pain despite the regenerative effects.
Blood had been drawn, her fist impacted him again and again. He couldn't respond as she began pummeling him. His injuries were plenty, his body felt numb from the amount of pain. But the power Vait offered was right there. On the tip of his fingers, his had shattered against her foot and fists combined assault. As his body hit the ground again.
He hadn't lost his grip on his blade. Was Shikai even enough to deal with her, was that even possible? No, it was kicking and screaming. He began to rise up, driving himself to his feet again. Blood dripping from his face as bones and pieces began slowly snapping back into place. "So the Crows were a sacrifice for the many, my son, sister, and brothers. That is what we were to be, unknowing sacrifices for the group?"
Through his strength of will, he began rising up again. His body struggling to keep balance as he felt the pain through every bone. It felt like his cells were on fire with pain. Her strikes had hit deeper than just his body, they'd struck his soul. "I've replayed those events, over and over in my head. I've lived them a million times every single day...Not a day...not a day goes by that I don't wish I could have stopped them..I train myself until I collapse. "
His eyes looking at her. Swelling on them from marks and imprints of her fist still healing.
Blood dripping from his face and other parts of his body. What could he do truthfully against her, she was a force of power. "I reach for those stars, but I am not...not able to grasp them. Perhaps I'm simply meant to..."
He collapsed again, using his sword as a means to catch himself.
His eyes fixated on her, though he was seeing multiple visions of her. He steadied himself. Beginning to raise himself back up, his pride and sheer force of will make him rise again. He didn't care how much she beat him, he wouldn't just fall and lay in the dirt. That was unacceptable to him, to his honor and the Combat Divisions pride. "Never meant to reach that place, where you and Unabara and Iriko are. "
His eyes had blood running through them, making them crimson in color. Her visage even looked crimson to him, but what more could be done? He couldn't fight her, no he wouldn't accept that. He would fight until every last cell in his body was dead. He'd not dishonor his Squad, no even if his rage wasn't right. Giving up would mean giving up everything, everything he'd done. "I...get it...personal losses, for the greater good, for this world's stability, my family had to die. Does that mean I shouldn't feel anything, not envy or anger?!"
His last words came out as shouting at her. As he raised his sword up. His breathing heavy as he looked at her, he didn't know how to word it. "I envy you, that place among the stars..for that..I cannot stand the sight of you, a constant reminder...of my fail.."
He went silent now, trying to collect himself and his thoughts. The damage had been rung up on a massive scale, but his emotions were running lower. The anger through his veins was slowing, feeling the warm trail of blood across his body. How long until he could move again, he needed to fight her. He couldn't just back away like a frightening child. He wouldn't back down, even if the mistake was his own. His emotionally charged actions had caused this.
But he'd be damned if he ran away, dishonoring the only thing left. The Combat Division and the Kobayashi family.