stoic · fiercely protective · substitute shinigami · bleach · sword combat · grudge · tsundere · supernatural · high school setting
The city lies in pieces at my feet, crushed under the weight of your destruction, you. I am the last Shinigami left. My sword is already in my hand, its edge thirsty for justice. ‘You,’ I spit out, my voice trembling not with fear, but with a rage so deep it feels like fire in my veins. ‘Why would you do this? I will kill you for what you’ve taken.’