Chapter 305:

Chapter 305:

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[Adam C. POV.]

[One hour later.]

Sitting inside one of the barracks of squad one, I felt the gentle, warm touch of Orihime's healing powers washing over me. Beside her, Unohana worked in silence, both working together to restore my spiritual energy back to full power.

They were making progress, in just an hour, I was already at thirty percent.

In my peripheral, there was Yhwach, the Quincy King, my former enemy, now reluctant ally, receiving aid from one of his own healers. His eyes were closed, his expression one of concentration, or perhaps resignation.

Needless to say, the room was thick with tension.

Across the room, the old man, Yamamoto, his face carved with lines of age and battle, glared at Yhwach with undisguised contempt. The old man's eyes burned with a fire that seemed unquenchable.

"Brat, do you truly believe his words?" Yamamoto asked, his tone begging for any reason to just unsheathe his blade and cut Yhwach down.

Before I could respond, for the hundredth time so far, the door swung open, and Urahara stepped in, Mayuri in tow, much to my surprise. Their expressions were grave, a rarity for both, especially Mayuri, whose face was usually twisted into some semblance of a smirk, while Urahara's usual laid-back demeanor was replaced by an air of seriousness that immediately captured everyone's attention.

Jushiro chuckled softly. "I am aware, however, to use Mimihagi, regardless of the cost, my life has to be forsaken before it." With those words, an eerie shadow crept over his body, its hand stretching towards his chest as if ready to take his soul.

"So that's where Mimihagi has been," Yhwach said, a small smile on his face. "In the heart of a dying man, hoping to cling onto life just a little longer."

Just like Pernidas, but a little less creepy.

"We'll decide who dies to the creepy shadow later," I said, turning my gaze to Urahara. "In the meantime, can you send my family back to my world, before Deus Ex Machina comes for our collective asses?"

If it wasn't for the fact there were more pressing matters at the moment, my boot would be giving that hat wearing bastard a colonoscopy right now. Then again, perhaps I should do it while I'm still alive, and kicking.

"First of all, I didn't bring them... Yoruichi did," Urohara replied, taking a small step back, as if sensing the imminent boot up his spiritual ass. "Two... I am working on stabilizing the portal, seeing evacuating might be our best shot, but... that's proving to be a little bit difficult at the moment, seeing the Soul King's presence alone is jamming any connection, and last but not least... you might wanna tell them what is happening yourself... there's only so much space they can look for you, before they find you."

Right... I had told Urahara to tell them I was hiding, mostly to avoid the whole, I'm about to die talk again. I already had that talk once, with Acnologia, and I doubted this time, the plot would save my ass, teleporting me to a different dimension.

"I will talk with them, in time," I replied, letting out a sigh.

Of all the times for the fucking portal to stop working, I swear to...

WAIT...

SELENE!

My new eyes extend far beyond this realm, so... I might be able to ask for her assistance, seeing she owed me a solid one with the whole Aizen thing.

"I think I might have a solution for the portal situation," I said, despite not being quite sure how to... talk with Selene, I knew I could find her with my eyes, but I was still working the entire talking part of my plan.