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the purest emperor
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roleplay blog for the rokubantai-taichou from BLEACH.
est. 2012
as beloved by abigail.

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6. — He could always try and neither he would allow himself to feel lesser in the presence of a Shinigami, who thought of them as nothing more but mere animals, probably even less - certainly not all Shinigami were like this but definitely this one and even if not, for the former Espada they were all the same. Enemies, that wouldn’t change any day not even now as they were still the ones who either send them to Soul Society or Hell with their blades and Grimmjow was damn sure it would be hell for him. Since a long time he had accepted the role he was in, the bad guy and not the good guy unlike those Shinigami, even though good and evil doesn’t really exist in the end he saw the others as the good ones, of course as they weren’t the ones who killed the innocent humans. “Che, like it’s yer damn business, Shinigami! Jus’ tell me where the fuck he is, with tha’ scent on you, ya’ should know his location.” 

    THE OPPOSITION SEEMED TO RECONCILE FURTHER WITH RESERVE ATOP RESOLVE. JUXTAPOSITION DISMISSED, (PERHAPS JUST DELAYED)– NONETHELESS, INTRIGUE. and for a ravenette, whose hide o’ milk and honey should leave a trail of WHITE AND LAVENDER, every inch of the individual questioned (wherein, upon, even the hairs on his head) was considered priority. and so BEWARE, SEXTA: HE WILL INQUIRE WITH THE REIATSU BRANDING HE LIKE A SCARLET LETTER. perhaps it was hubris, perchance it was vincible ignorance: either, inexcusable– and why should he have thought, in any verse– that this would have been so simple. WHY SHOULD HE, WHO HAS SCARS TO SPARE, ALLOW HIMSELF TO CONSIDER EASE? 

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“ ▬▬ Do you intend to kill him?”