Bleach: Threads of Destiny

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Aaron never imagined he would end up in Hell.

By all logic, he had summoned the portal to travel between worlds, so why had he arrived here? After a brief moment of contemplation, Aaron decided to set aside the question.

If I'm already here, I might as well explore this place, he thought to himself. Time was something he had in abundance, after all.

As he observed the bizarre surroundings with curiosity, a violent gust of wind suddenly rushed at him from behind. Sensing an intense murderous aura, Aaron instantly vanished into an afterimage, narrowly avoiding the attack.

A thunderous explosion echoed as a massive blade, hundreds of meters long, slammed into the spot where he had just stood. Emerging from the shadows was a monstrous figure that resembled a living mountain, advancing with slow, heavy steps.

The creature was a grotesque skeletal being with a massive skull and a ribcage that extended downward, impossibly thin. Its shoulders were covered in thick, earthen-colored flesh, which stretched down to its limbs. Aaron instantly recognized his attacker: a Hell Guard.

The massive creature roared, its low growl echoing through the abyss. Aaron, undeterred, drew his Zanpakutō. Without hesitation, he slashed at the behemoth with a devastating stroke.

The resulting impact sent a black blade of energy, hundreds of meters long, crashing into the Hell Guard. Despite the creature's attempt to retaliate, its form was cleaved apart, dissipating into nothingness. The long blade it wielded disintegrated into yellow sand, scattering in the wind.

Just as the Hell Guard fell, a system prompt resounded in Aaron's mind:

"Ding! The system has detected a loot box nearby. Would the host like to open it?"

"Open it," Aaron replied, his curiosity piqued by the potential rewards Hell might offer.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for acquiring 2,000 Reiatsu points!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for gaining 1,000 Hell Power points!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for receiving a Hell Guardian Armor Fragment (x1)!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining the Hell Torture Weapon—The Guardian's Blade!"

With each prompt, a golden light enveloped Aaron, infusing his body with newfound power. As the notifications ceased, he began to examine his rewards. The inclusion of "Hell Power" and unfamiliar items intrigued him, as they were unlike anything he had encountered before.

Drawing upon his experience in Hueco Mundo, Aaron attempted to inlay the Hell Guardian Armor Fragment into his body using his Reiatsu. The process was surprisingly straightforward, and the fragment seamlessly fused with his form.

While traversing the eerie, blue-lit corridors of Hell, Aaron inspected the Guardian's Blade, which he had obtained moments earlier. A virtual screen materialized before him, detailing the weapon's properties:

[Hell Torture Weapon—The Guardian's Blade]

Description: A weapon infused with the will of Hell, gifted to its guardians.

Effect: Grants the wielder the ability to summon ten chains of Hell, capable of ensnaring enemies and inflicting immense pain.

After familiarizing himself with the weapon, Aaron continued his descent into the abyss, moving deeper into Hell's layers. He leapt from the corridor, plunging into the vast void below.

Passing through a sea of azure clouds, he emerged into the second layer of Hell. Stretching as far as the eye could see was an endless ocean, its surface adorned with enormous, floating lotus flowers. Despite the surreal beauty, the scene felt unnaturally desolate.

From the first layer to the second, Aaron had encountered surprisingly few entities. Aside from the Hell Guard, he had yet to see any signs of life.

According to the Hell arc in the Shinigami lore, each layer should be teeming with lost souls or guards. Why does this place feel so empty? he pondered. Determined to uncover the truth, he dove into the ocean below.

Ten minutes later, Aaron emerged on the third layer of Hell. A strange sensation washed over him as he took in the new surroundings.

This layer, known as the Scorching Hell, contrasted sharply with the previous ones. The sky remained a deep blue, while the ground was covered in sprawling terraces. Unlike ordinary farmland, these terraces contained flowing streams of dark red copper-like liquid instead of vegetation.

Hovering above the terraces, Aaron marveled at the surreal landscape. However, his fascination was interrupted by eerie, haunting murmurs. The sound, like the whispers of tormented souls, emanated from the copper streams below.

Looking closer, he spotted countless shadowy figures writhing in the molten liquid, their forms barely distinguishable from the dark crimson hue surrounding them.

In that moment, Aaron remembered a critical aspect of Hell in the Shinigami world.

Anyone who entered Hell, be they human, Hollow, or even Shinigami, was bound by the Chains of Hell. These chains embedded themselves into the soul, ensuring eternal imprisonment. While the chains granted immortality, it came at a terrible price: relentless torture at the hands of Hell Guards. Over time, many succumbed to madness, becoming hollow shells devoid of thought or emotion.

Even Hollows and Shinigami were not exempt. Those who committed unforgivable sins were dragged into Hell upon death, where they faced endless torment.

Lost in thought, Aaron was suddenly jolted back to reality by an enraged roar from behind him.

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