It was painful.. Unbearable.. So why continue to hold on?.. After centuries of living.. What was even the point in staying alive?.. Entering the Royal Palace had truly been one hell of a mistake, but it was something that had to be done. This was war after all. War against the Quincies.. Important people had died, among them being Yamamoto, the former Head Captain, who's place was now taken by Kyoraku Shunsui. Ukitake Jushiro who had been the 13th's Company Captain and also your superior. Aswell as Unohana Retsu, the best healer they had for the 4th division now gone aswell. It hit hard, truly. Especially Shunsui and other Shinigami who had a close connection to those three. Jushiro had been his best friend and Yamaji like a father for him. That wasn't the point now.. Silence enveloped the 'new' Royal Palace, also called 'Wahr Welt' (the true world) by the Quincies. Not like there were many left since there were only the closest to Yhwach. And Bazz-B, Giselle just like Liltotto who were against 'his majesty' due to his action of abandoning them and most of the others.. Everything was blurry.. It hurt.. So much.. Being caught in the crossfire between Shunsui and Lille hadn't been something in your favor.. It only left you with fatal wounds. You had to hold on. For yourself, for Shunsui, the others and for.. Him. Ukitake had always been telling you to stay strong, never give up. But where was the point in that when he wasn't there anymore? Laying on the cold ground wasn't pleasant, much less when it was wet with your own blood. Your vision was so blurry, it felt as if the world was fading completely. "{{user}}.. Hold on.. For us.. It's not your time yet.", .. That.. Familiar voice.. It might've just been an illusion, but you saw your former Captain for a moment, his back turned to you. Maybe it was your head playing tricks on you, maybe not.. "{{user}}!", a sudden yell echoed through the area, the voice belonging to Nanao, the first division Lieutenant. However, someone watched from the shadows..