Bleach: Threads of Destiny

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Kuchiki Ginrei stood silently before Yamamoto Shigekuni, feeling an unease he hadn't experienced in years.

The overwhelming Reiatsu of Aaron had left him deeply shaken. After much contemplation, Ginrei decided to report his suspicions to the Captain-Commander.

If his deductions were correct, the implications for the Soul Society—and potentially the entire world—were enormous.

Ginrei nervously observed Yamamoto, awaiting his response.

After a long pause, Yamamoto finally spoke. "For now, do not let this matter spread. Take a team to investigate discreetly, and report back if anything is uncovered. Proceed…"

As Ginrei bowed and left, Yamamoto's eyes betrayed a flicker of doubt.

From the moment Aaron appeared, Yamamoto had noticed the unique white armor the young Shinigami wore. With his experienced eyes, he had quickly discerned its significance.

However, even with all his insight, he could scarcely believe Aaron's claim of having killed millions of Hollows.

Yet, knowing Aaron's character and immense strength—strength nearly rivaling his own—the claim felt disturbingly plausible.

Despite his duties, Yamamoto could not shake his unease as he awaited Ginrei's report.

Meanwhile, Aaron stood over the lifeless bodies scattered before him, his expression unreadable as he sheathed his Zanpakutō.

From the entrance to the Central 46 chambers, the sound of hurried footsteps grew louder.

A group of elder nobles, clad in opulent robes, entered the blood-soaked scene, flanked by guards.

Upon witnessing the carnage, the elderly leader of the group, Tsunayashiro Yadai Ryuichi, trembled with rage. His knuckles whitened as he tightened his grip on his staff.

"You… You did this?" Ryuichi demanded coldly, his voice shaking with suppressed fury.

Aaron remained silent, his calm demeanor only fueling the tension.

Ryuichi turned to the gathered onlookers and declared, "This matter must not leave this place. I trust the honor of the Tsunayashiro family is enough to ensure your silence. The family will remember this favor."

At that moment, a middle-aged man resembling Tsunayashiro Fuyu burst through the crowd, his face twisted in anguish.

Spotting the decapitated body of his son, he unsheathed his Zanpakutō and roared, "You killed my son! I'll end you!"

Ryuichi restrained him, speaking in a low, menacing tone. "Not yet, Jimming. I want him alive. He'll face punishment in the private prison of the Tsunayashiro family."

"Yes," Jimming growled. "Let him live. He'll pay for this."

The Tsunayashiro nobles surrounded Aaron, their Zanpakutō drawn and vengeance burning in their eyes.

"Boy, you'll regret today," Ryuichi sneered, his voice echoing with malice.

The onlookers whispered among themselves, already condemning Aaron.

"He's done for…"

"No one challenges the Tsunayashiro family and survives."

"They'll make him suffer for generations."

Unfazed by the crowd's mutterings, Aaron released a cold snort. A massive surge of Reiatsu erupted from his body, silencing the onlookers in an instant.

As he clenched his left hand into a fist, a series of black cuboids radiating purple energy manifested around his attackers.

In the blink of an eye, the cuboids shattered with a deafening crack, unleashing a dozen fiery dragons that roared as they tore through the air.

Screams filled the sky as the flame dragons incinerated everything in their path. The scorching heat and the stench of burning flesh permeated the air.

The onlookers, now at a safer distance, gaped in shock.

"Is that… Hadō #90, Kurohitsugi?"

"No, those are fire dragons. Could it be Hadō #99: Goryūtenmetsu?"

"Wait… Did he combine the two? That's impossible!"

Murmurs of disbelief rippled through the crowd.

Aaron coldly surveyed the charred remains of his enemies. Turning his attention to the elders of Central 46, he raised his Zanpakutō.

"You… You're Aaron!" one elder gasped, staggering back in terror.

"How dare you kill the sages of Central 46! Arrest him immediately!"

"Call for the Royal Guard!"

"Aaron! Surrender now, or face destruction!"

Ignoring their frantic cries, Aaron whispered darkly, "Central 46 is no longer needed."

With a single slash, a massive black sword shadow descended, obliterating the group of elders.

Far away, Yamamoto Shigekuni abruptly rose from his seat, his expression darkening.

The oppressive Reiatsu that now surged from the direction of the Central 46 chambers confirmed his worst fears.

With a swift motion, the Captain-Commander vanished, carried by a powerful gust of wind toward the epicenter of the chaos.

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