Chapter 226: Escape!

Chapter 226: Escape!

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[Adam C. POV.]

[The Muken.]

Trapped, and without an escape.

It's funny how the mind wanders in the darkest of times. Locked away in the Muken, chained and powerless, I had plenty of time to reflect on past choices, on potential outcomes that could have been different.

I was going to die.

I had let others use me.

And for what?

Aizen was right, Urahara would never return me home, not until I did what he needed me to do. And, in a way, that was okay, it made things easier, because it meant he wans't my friend.

That being said, this didn't mean Aizen was to be trusted. But I was tired of dancing to someone else's tune. I am Adam of Fairy Tail, and I do whatever the fuck I want!

I sighed, the weight of the chains a constant reminder of my mistakes.

At least, that's what it felt like at first. But as the hours and days wore on, something shifted. I started to become acutely aware of my surroundings, every little sound echoing in the oppressive silence.

The Muken was designed to break spirits, to keep its prisoners in a constant state of despair and isolation. But in that desolation, something stirred.

It began as a distant whisper, barely perceptible, like a gentle wind rustling the leaves. I recognized the sensation, something I hadn't felt since my last time in Fiore, long before I became immersed in the complexities of Soul Society.

My magic.

"Subtlety is overrated anyway!" I exclaimed as rubble flew everywhere from another exploded barrier.

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[Three minutes later.]

Dispel was proving to be quite the useful tool, I was literally speedrunning my way out of the muken with it. To think I never really used it in combat before. I guess it had to do with the fact no one really forced me to be creative.

"I feel like I'm getting closer to the exit," I muttered, when suddenly, a giant boulder started rolling down the corridor towards me, reminiscent of those old adventure movies.

Really? The ol' Indiana Jones tactic?

Wait, that's not a rock. It just looks like a rock, it's a trap packed to the brim with Kidos!

Taking a deep breath, I flexed my fingers, the magical energy pulsating at the ready. With a cheeky burnt grin, I moved my hand forward using some minor telekinesis, to propel the boulder upwards, crashing it into the ceiling.

If I had been hit by that, I would've been done for.

Shaking my head, I continued navigating the maze. Until, unexpectedly, I felt a cold breeze and saw a faint light up ahead.

Hope surged through me. Could that be the exit?

As I neared the light, it became clear that it was, in fact, the entrance of the Muken, guarded by two menacing-looking figures.

One of the guards squinted, trying to recognize the approaching figure. "Isn't that...the prisoner?"

The other one slapped his companion's helmet, "Of course it's him, genius! Sound the alarm!"

Before they could react, I used shunpo, moving behind them, knocking them out. Now, I just had to escape the Gotei 13, heavily injured.

I chuckled.

Piece of cake.