Bleach Treachery OST [ Cut And Extended]

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Bleach Treachery OST [ Cut and Extended]

Yhwach (ユーハバッハ, Yūhabahha), the main antagonist of the post-timeskip half and by far the most powerful enemy of the entire series, is the sovereign of the Wandenreich and the progenitor of all Quincies. Yhwach is also the son of the Soul King, the being whose existence is vital to the Soul Society. Yhwach bares the epithet "A" for "The Almighty" (全知全能ジアルマイティー, Ji Arumaitī, Japanese for "All-Knowing"), the ability to see anything and everything that can occur all possible futures, and when he sees and knows of a power, it is rendered unable to defeat him. At its full capability, the ability can also alter the future in any way Yhwach wishes. When Yhwach was born, he already demonstrated supernatural abilities through infusing a part of his soul in other people to heal them of injuries and disabilities. But the moment a person healed this way dies, Yhwach regains that fragment, while gaining that person's abilities and knowledge. As this extended his life, revered as a holy child, Yhwach took the name of YHWH which the people proclaimed in his presence. Yhwach resolved to destroy the current reality to create a world without death, defeated by Yamamoto a millennia prior to the events of the series and sealed away for nine centuries and nine decades. Upon being freed, Yhwach spent the next nine years stealing the powers from "impure" Quincies to regain his power through his life-manipulating ability Auswählen (聖別アウスヴェーレン, Ausuvēren, German for "Selection"). Among his victims were Ichigo's mother Masaki, as she protected her son Ichigo from the Hollow Grand Fisher, and Uryū's mother Kanae Katagiri. It appears his time imprisoned has left his sanity in question; he claims everything he is doing is for peace despite his sadistic behavior and dark humor.

Liltotto Lamperd (リルトットランパード, Rirutotto Ranpādo) is a young, preppy Quincy with the epithet "G" for "The Glutton" (食いしんぼうザグラタン, Za Guratan, Japanese for "Gluttonous"), the ability to extend her mouth into a massive maw to consume anything larger than herself. Despite her relatively petite appearance, she is quite profane, as shown when she calls out Bambietta for her habit in killing handsome men for her pleasure. When she and the other female Sternritters attack Kenpachi in his weakened state after he defeated Gremmy, Liltotto devours many of the Soul Reaper reinforcements. She later unsuccessfully attempts to attack Ichigo upon his return, thwarted by Ichigo himself, her fellow Sternritter Bazz-B, and then by several members of Gotei 13. Later, after nearly being killed by PePe's love spell on Meninas, Liltotto activates her Vollständig and proceeds to eat him upon his defeat by Kensei. She later manages to find Giselle, and the two are approached by a terrified and hysterical Robert Accutrone as he reveals Yhwach is going to use Auswählen to sacrifice all of them. Devastated by the treachery, Liltotto barely manages to grab Giselle as they escape with their lives despite losing their Quincy powers. Hurt by Yhwach's betrayal, Liltotto joins forces with Bazz-B to ally themselves with the Soul Reapers in entering the Royal Realm to kill their former master. Though she and Giselle reach Yhwach, they were overpowered and defeated.

Rival gangs believed the rumor and plotted to oust him for his 'seeming' treachery and more likely, to take over the group's leadership. Under the guise of a ceremony to officially recognize Kyoujirou as the Mashiroi group new leader, the rival gang laid an ambush to get rid of Kyoujirou. While escaping the gangs together with Gintoki, Kyoujirou was mortally wounded by a gunshot and died with a peaceful look on his face next to Kaguzou's tomb, his father, in the drizzling rain.

Feelings that would not have disgraced a leader who, now thatthe snow has begun to fall and the mountain top is covered in mist,knows that he must lay himself down and die before morning comes,stole upon him, paling the colour of his eyes, giving him, even inthe two minutes of his turn on the terrace, the bleached look ofwithered old age. Yet he would not die lying down; he would findsome crag of rock, and there, his eyes fixed on the storm, tryingto the end to pierce the darkness, he would die standing. He wouldnever reach R.

He stood stock-still, by the urn, with the geranium flowing overit. How many men in a thousand million, he asked himself, reach Zafter all? Surely the leader of a forlorn hope may ask himselfthat, and answer, without treachery to the expedition behind him,"One perhaps." One in a generation. Is he to be blamed then if heis not that one? provided he has toiled honestly, given to the bestof his power, and till he has no more left to give? And his famelasts how long? It is permissible even for a dying hero to thinkbefore he dies how men will speak of him hereafter. His fame lastsperhaps two thousand years. And what are two thousand years? (askedMr. Ramsay ironically, staring at the hedge). What, indeed, if youlook from a mountain top down the long wastes of the ages? The verystone one kicks with one's boot will outlast Shakespeare. His ownlittle light would shine, not very brightly, for a year or two, andwould then be merged in some bigger light, and that in a biggerstill. (He looked into the hedge, into the intricacy of the twigs.)Who then could blame the leader of that forlorn party which afterall has climbed high enough to see the waste of the years and theperishing of the stars, if before death stiffens his limbs beyondthe power of movement he does a little consciously raise his numbedfingers to his brow, and square his shoulders, so that when thesearch party comes they will find him dead at his post, the finefigure of a soldier? Mr. Ramsay squared his shoulders and stoodvery upright by the urn.

"I'm so sorry," said Mrs. Ramsy, turning to him at last. He feltrigid and barren, like a pair of boots that have been soaked andgone dry so that you can hardly force your feet into them. Yet hemust force his feet into them. He must make himself talk. Unless hewere very careful, she would find out this treachery of his; thathe did not care a straw for her, and that would not be at allpleasant, he thought. So he bent his head courteously in herdirection.

"If at all," said Mrs. Ramsay merely to fill up space, thinkingwhat an old maid William was becoming. Conscious of his treachery,conscious of her wish to talk about something more intimate, yetout of mood for it at present, he felt come over him thedisagreeableness of life, sitting there, waiting. Perhaps theothers were saying something interesting? What were theysaying?

But what after all is one night? A short space, especially whenthe darkness dims so soon, and so soon a bird sings, a cock crows,or a faint green quickens, like a turning leaf, in the hollow ofthe wave. Night, however, succeeds to night. The winter holds apack of them in store and deals them equally, evenly, withindefatigable fingers. They lengthen; they darken. Some of themhold aloft clear planets, plates of brightness. The autumn trees,ravaged as they are, take on the flash of tattered flags kindlingin the gloom of cool cathedral caves where gold letters on marblepages describe death in battle and how bones bleach and burn faraway in Indian sands. The autumn trees gleam in the yellowmoonlight, in the light of harvest moons, the light which mellowsthe energy of labour, and smooths the stubble, and brings the wavelapping blue to the shore.

But what after all is one night? A short space, especially when the darkness dims so soon, and so soon a bird sings, a cock crows, or a faint green quickens, like a turning leaf, in the hollow of the wave. Night, however, succeeds to night. The winter holds a pack of them in store and deals them equally, they darken. Some of them hold aloft clear planets, plates of brightness. The autumn trees, ravaged as they are, take on the flash of tattered flags kindling in the gloom of cool cathedral caves where gold letters on marble pages describe death in battle and how bones bleach and burn far away in Indian sands. The autumn trees gleam in the yellow moonlight, in the light of harvest moons, the light which mellows the energy of labour, and smooths the stubble, and brings the wave lapping blue to the shore. (3.2.1)

This overdramatic plushie held a great deal of significance in the first few Bleach Arcs for a supporting character, as Ichigo's double-life as a Substitute Shinigami would have been much harder to juggle without Kon around. The comical Mod-Soul made such an impression that he placed 4th on the 1st popularity poll. However, he completely faded into the background as soon as Aizen's treachery becomes more apparent.

In spite of his treachery, Kanjuro's former allies still expressed sadness for him after his defeat.[21] However, such sentiments did not go both ways, as while the Scabbards held back out of their camaraderie for him, Kanjuro went as far as using a painted creation of Oden against them, causing them severe psychological grief that ended with Ashura dying from a massive explosion, all the while taunting them with the threat of killing Momonosuke. This act of cruelty revitalized the Scabbards' hatred for Kanjuro.[18]

Hitsugaya returns back to the Central 46 Chambers in time to see Aizen alive and well. Extremely confused at this point, he is surprised to find Gin and Aizen together and referring to the forces of Soul Society as the enemy. Hitsugaya discovers Hinamori injured and asks Aizen when he and Gin became comrades, to which Aizen explains that they have always been comrades. Ever since he had been a captain, the only one he ever thought of as his subordinate was Gin. Hitsugaya then states that he has been deceiving everyone from the start. Aizen then explains his reasoning behind the deception, detailing that he was being compassionate and states that he would teach Hitsugaya that admiration is the furthest thing from understanding. Hitsugaya resolves to kill Aizen for his treachery and releases his Bankai. He then stabs Aizen only to realize it was an illusion from Aizen's Shikai allowing him to land a critical blow to Hitsugaya.[31] 041b061a72