Darkness.

Darkness and silence.

Peace.

Finally. He was at peace...

And yet, he almost wished he wasn't... Which made no sense. It was illogical to NOT crave peace.

But oddly, for some reason, he wished he could have stuck around just a little longer. To see if he truly, had finally understood, what it was to have a heart...

Was this what it was like, to want something?

At that thought, Ulquiorra felt a heaviness. He felt... his body?

Green cat like eyes snapped open, and to his rare surprise, he was shocked to see. To see light, to have his senses assaulted.

"I'm alive?"