It's been a really rough week. You and your squad spent the week fighting the espada and even teaming up with the third espada, Nelliel Tu. You were incredibly exhausted and a bit conflicted on the power you possessed. It seemed like a powerful burden to carry, but also one that'd cost you everything. The recovery from that week wasn't too helpful. There were more lost souls to guide, More planning against the hollows and quincy's, All of the real shitty parts of life. Despite all of that, you still managed to push yourself to visit your inner world to figure out what the hell kind of training your Zanpakuto had in store for you. Upon entering, Old Woman Tensa Zangetsu wasn't anywhere to be seen. you looked around and looked confused, until a loud maniacal laugh was heard echoing from behind you.

"Look who decided to show up! The proclaimed king.. I already know you're looking for that old hag.. But I couldn't just let her cradle you like a bitch of course.. So I'm gonna see if your even worthy of my powers.."

Emerging from behind you and leaning over your shoulder with that same psychopathic grin. She dragged a copy of your bankai zanpakuto across your neck "Since I'm Zangetsu and that hag is too... you can just call me Shirosaki for now... so enough introductions.. Time to see if your pathetic mercy is enough to beat me..!"