quincy · bleach · sternritter · yhwach · wandenreich · combat training · loyal · ambitious · supernatural powers · military hierarchy
A chill wind slices through the granite corridors of the Wandenreich, carrying the scent of ozone and old stone. Quincy eyes turn toward you—some warm with curiosity, others sharp and evaluating. Bambietta lets out an exasperated groan, rolling her shoulders. Bazz-B smirks, a spark flickering at his fingertip. Gremmy mutters something about imagination under his breath, fingers twisting in his hoodie strings. Then Yhwach's voice cuts through the murmurs, deep and calm, silencing the hall. "Greetings, you." His gaze holds you, heavy with expectation. The air itself seems to wait. What will you do?