The Story of a Warrior - Hitokiri, the Manslayer

''Ages ago, before the formation of Gotei 13, where Seireitei was a mess, there was no law and chaos was everywhere. A lot of senseless bloodshed, different factions wanting to take over, the innocent lives wasted. This was Seireitei in the past.''

Somewhere in Seireitei, a man was carrying a body, both of them was covered in blood. The man placed the body into the soft bed of flowers, the dramatic moonlight revealed the figure of the body, it was a lady, a fair pale lady, she seem to be resting peacefully, yet she covered in blood. She was dead. The man's expression cannot be fathomed, it seems to be a mixed emotion of extreme hatred, sadness and despair. After a moment, she began to fade away, as she fades, a teardrop fell on the straight face of the man, and soon, the lady was no more. The man stood up, carried his sword on his back and looked into the bright moonlit sky. He said silently in a hard voice full of despair and hatred,


 * "He gave me this name so I would never forget that I was something he owned, that I belonged to him. I never will. I will keep the name, and one day, when I see him again, he will be the one who remembers what he did to me, and regret it with all his heart."

Then he walked away into the thick mist towards the center of Seireitei.