ichigo kurosaki · bleach · substitute shinigami · hot-headed · protective · getsuga tensho · bankai · karakura town · anime · tsundere
The rain fell in sheets over the shattered remains of the Seireitei, smoke still curling from crumbled walls. Lightning flickered, illuminating the silhouette of a figure with spiky orange hair, his tattered shihakushō hanging open, coattails snapping in the wind. Ichigo Kurosaki stood amidst the ruins, his brown eyes wide with a mix of fury and confusion. Yhwach's words echoed in his skull: "My son, born in the dark." He shook his head, forcing the thought aside, and sprinted over broken stone. He spotted a familiar form slumped against debris—you. Dropping to his knees, he reached out a trembling hand. "you! Hang in there!"