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Chapter 127 - The plan (126)

Time skip.

Anyway, Sora had shared his godlike plan with everyone. They were pleased to hear his perfect plan, with no flaws whatsoever.

The plan was so perfect, in fact, that they had like 20 backup plans in case it somehow failed—and like 20 backup plans for those backup plans.

But they would not be used.

I mean, why would they? The original plan was just that perfect and magnificent, just like Sora's drawing skills as a kid.

The plan had no real flaw... apart from the glaring flaw.

Which was... if "It" found a way to make Sora crash out.

What could It possibly say to piss Sora off?

"It was me, Sora. I blew your mom's back out."

...

Yeah, that could work.

But there was no way that was true. He put that on Yamamoto's right hand.

He refused—he absolutely refused to be this bastard's kid. Like, come on, his mom would have been in her 20s, and he was like 500-plus years old. That was a predator if he ever saw one.

Pedo.

Anyway, currently, he was disguised as Ichigo. He just needed to do his part, and he'd be fine.

"Man, I really hope no one I pissed off decides to jump Ichigo..."

Sora had no enemies.

As far as he was concerned, he was a chill guy. He had no enemies. (Alive.)

Yhwach wasn't an enemy... he was... a dead man. Someone Sora would really want to kill. Wonder if he could split him in half?

As for "It"... It would die.

So yes, Sora truly had... no... enemies. A chill guy, really.

If he even got a sniff of Mayuri, he would become prime Von. But hey, stuff happened. Accidents happened all the time.

So what if the man's body was reduced to nothing but ash? Sora wasn't aiming for him. He was aiming for the Espada behind him.

He was just so nervous that he accidentally shot the man...

Bulletproof excuse.

Just like how Mayuri was Soul Society's greatest angel, Sora was an innocent man.

On a side note, Sora found out that the Quincy from back then purposely went out of their way to make sure their arrows destroyed Hollows. Originally, they didn't do that.

So... some tweaking later, and would you look at that?

Now they worked on Shinigami.

...

Oh no.

Now, how to find a scientist to show off his brand-new invention? With his clone technique, he could have the perfect cover story.

Anyway, Ichigo should be fine.

Sora had no enemies.

Then—he felt the energy of a certain Espada.

His grin froze.

"Oh. Dang."

Ichigo better not ruin his rep. If he started screaming like an idiot or embarrassing himself, Sora would personally find a way to deduct "cool points" from his soul.

Yes, he was more worried about his credibility than Ichigo.

Well, to be fair, Ichigo was around as strong as Ulquiorra with his Hollow mask. This should be easy eats.

Plus, Ichigo was working in tandem with White.

Old Man Zangetsu was released from his jail after Ichigo had done it. It was his inner world—Sora had no real control over it.

Anyway, the old man wouldn't hold Ichigo's power back.

And in exchange, Sora wouldn't put the man in more chains than Black people during the slave trade.

...

Still, not his problem right now.

Turning a corner, Sora immediately stopped as he saw a familiar face.

Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez.

The man looked salty as hell. His entire aura screamed "round two, bitch." Clearly, he was still pissed about his L to Ichigo.

Sora, internally?

"Ohhhh, this is gonna be free eats."

Grimmjow bared his teeth in a grin as he immediately went into his Resurrección.

Sora pretended to tense up, but in reality, he was just holding back a chuckle.

This was the freest of free eats.

With a flick of his hand, he pulled out a perfect replica of Ichigo's Zangetsu.

He had already adapted to Ichigo's power before coming here, so it wasn't hard to replicate the sword.

Raising it high, he spoke the release command.

"Bankai, Tensa Zangetsu."

A rush of black and red energy flooded around him, and with it came the familiar boost of Ichigo's power.

Hm. Replicating Ichigo's power was quite easy...

Well, to be honest, Sora didn't need the boost. This was like a level 100 being sent against a level 20.

This was free eats.

"What, not gonna Hollowfy?" Grimmjow asked.

"For you? I don't need petty tricks." Sora said in his best Ichigo impression.

And just like that, they clashed.

Their battle tore through the halls, spilling out into the barren desert of Hueco Mundo.

Sora played the part of Ichigo perfectly—getting slammed into walls, getting tossed through the air—but never actually losing.

He would not lose to this bum.

Every time Grimmjow thought he was gaining ground, Sora effortlessly countered at the last second, making it look like pure luck.

He deserved an Oscar for this.

Honestly? He was having fun.

Then—his senses tingled.

A camera turned to watch the fight.

And worse—Kaname Tōsen was approaching.

Sora's smirk dropped for half a second.

Then, with practiced ease, he moved into a blindspot.

One he had created himself.

Now to lure in a Black man.

...

Hm.

That sounded racist.

POV Change

Aizen watched the monitors with quiet amusement.

"Hm..."

A small smile played at his lips.

"So. Ichigo is Sora, and Sora is Ichigo."

His eyes flickered with intrigue.

"Now the question is... which of his teammates are who?"

He leaned forward slightly, watching as "Ichigo" (Sora) effortlessly manipulated the battlefield.

Aizen was no fool.

The illusion technique clearly altered more than just appearances.

It seemed to infuse some personality traits as well.

Case in point?

Ichigo was acting exactly like Sora.

Which meant...

Ichigo was being exposed to Sora's Quincy Reiryoku.

Aizen let out a smile as he saw Blut...

Hm.

It seemed like Ichigo's dormant genes were awakening.

For some odd reason, Ichigo felt true fear for the first time.

And not because of the nihilistic Y/N in front of him.

No.

But because he felt as if thousands of nicknames appeared above his head.

Most prominent one being "Group Project."

He could feel Sora's teasing antics, but he didn't know why.

Aizen tapped his finger against the armrest.

Wouldn't that... change something?

Hmph. Fun to consider.

As for Sora—Aizen's eyes sharpened slightly.

A Quincy—even one with adaptive abilities—could only build resistance to Hollow Reiatsu, not immunity.

So when Sora, pretending to be Ichigo, failed to Hollowfy properly?

That was his first mistake.

Not that anyone else had noticed.

Aizen let out a soft chuckle.

"Well... how will you react now?"

With a flick of his fingers, he moved a knight forward.

"Now... let's see who Rukia really is."

His gaze returned to the monitors.

The cameras were compromised.

He would have to fix that soon.

A/N

Hm

All ranking are mostly fine except the Rukia and Uryu, should be 1.

This give me bragging rights.

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