#1240 - Death God Busujima Saeko

"Will I die?"

There was a barely perceptible tremor in Busujima Saeko's voice. Although she tried hard to remain calm and indifferent, facing the ultimate proposition of death, even she found it difficult to remain completely indifferent.

In the night, their shadows were elongated by the dim street lights, adding a somewhat eerie atmosphere to the quiet night.

"You are already dead."

This sentence was like an invisible key that opened a certain shackle in Busujima Saeko's heart.

She was stunned for a moment, then a self-deprecating smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"That's true."

That smile contained both relief, as well as a bit of helplessness and amusement at the question he had just asked.

Yes, she is dead. In this world made up of souls and illusions, death is just the beginning of another form. What is there to be afraid of?

Busujima Saeko closed her eyes and took a deep breath. There seemed to be a faint, indescribable scent in the air, which was the smell of the world of death.

When she opened her eyes again, her eyes were filled with determination.

Without any hesitation, she thrust the Zanpakutō into her chest.

At that moment, time seemed to freeze.

Then, a dazzling light burst out from her body, like the rising sun, illuminating everything around her and temporarily submerging Luther's figure in the light.

In the light, there seemed to be the whispers of countless souls interweaving, they were either happy or sad, sorrowful or angry, together weaving a complex picture of the world of death.

As the light gradually dissipated, Busujima Saeko's figure reappeared in front of Luther, but this time she looked completely new.

The original slightly ordinary JK uniform was replaced by the standard Shinigami uniform, a black-based clothing that embodies the majesty of the Shinigami while retaining its unique aesthetic.

And Busujima Saeko's figure looks even more graceful against this outfit.

Especially the huge chest, which pushes the chest of the death suit high. From the slightly opened collar, a piece of snow-white skin can be vaguely seen. This style is comparable to Matsumoto Rangiku.

On her waist, she also had a brand new Zanpakutō.

Slowly opening her eyes, Busujima Saeko felt the new power surging in her body, her eyes flashing with disbelief.

She lowered her head and examined her body. The spirit that was once transparent and ethereal had now become substantial. Apart from the changes in her clothing and appearance, she was almost the same as she was in life, and even more powerful.

However, this sudden change also made Busujima Saeko realize another problem - her clothes.

When she found that her collar was pushed open, her face instantly turned red, like a newly blooming cherry blossom. Then, she hurriedly reached out to close her collar, lowered her head shyly, and did not dare to look Luther in the eye.

I was secretly annoyed in my heart, thinking that he must have seen it, right?

Luther acted as if nothing had happened, his eyes were still as calm as water, without the slightest ripple.

"You have now become a god of death, and your spirit has become an independent entity outside of your body. This means that as long as you can attach your spirit directly to your body, you can achieve resurrection. This is one of the basic abilities of a god of death."

Hearing Luther's words, Busujima Saeko felt mixed emotions.

She had thought that Luther would at least react to the changes in her body, even if it was just a little surprise or appreciation.

But he was so indifferent, as if all this was natural.

This made Busujima Saeko feel a little disappointed, but at the same time, she also understood that as the god of death, Luther might have been accustomed to such scenes, and his definition of beauty had long surpassed the scope of mortals.

"Yes, I understand."

Busujima Saeko responded softly, with an imperceptible tremor in her voice.

She tried to adjust her mindset, telling herself that becoming a god of death meant that she would shoulder new responsibilities, guarding the world from the intrusion of the void and protecting those innocent lives.

Seeing this, Luther nodded slightly and continued, "As a new Shinigami, you will undergo a series of training to learn how to control your power and how to use your Zanpakutō correctly."

Busujima Saeko gently stroked the hilt of the Zanpakutō at her waist. The blade emitted a faint cold light, as if responding to her touch. An inexplicable power surged in her body.

"It seems that you are a good knife."

She said.

"Let's go, actual combat is the best teacher."

Luther's words interrupted Busujima Saeko's contemplation. He pointed to the distance and said, "A Hollow has invaded the human world. It can be used as your first test. Remember, stay calm during the battle, observe the Hollow's movements, and look for its weaknesses."

A hint of surprise flashed in Busujima Saeko's eyes. She didn't expect that she would face such an urgent task just after becoming a god of death. But soon, this surprise was replaced by determination.

“What about my body?”

Busujima Saeko looked at "herself" lying on the ground.

"This is a swallowing sac. Use it to put your body inside."

Luther casually threw out something he had made up. Busujima Saeko took it and saw that it was a black object the size of a bean. This seemingly inconspicuous black ball could actually hold a person's body. It was truly magical.

She carefully touched her body with the sac, and saw ripples on the surface of the sac. Then, her body was slowly sucked into it and disappeared without a trace.

So amazing!

Although Busujima Saeko had seen a lot of things tonight, she still felt it was magical.

"Let's go."

Luther turned and left, and Busujima Saeko quickly followed.

When they arrived at the scene, the scene before them was shocking.

A huge Void, two meters tall, covered with black scales, with red eyes, was wantonly destroying the streets and chasing panicked pedestrians.

Every time Xu swung his claws, there were screams of terror and shattered buildings, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

"Why, I've never heard of anything like this before?"

Busujima Saeko looked at this scene in shock.

"Because all the living people in this world have had their memories cleansed and modified by us, the God of Death."

Luther explained, "The Hollows are twisted products of the soul. They feed on devouring human souls. They are the existences that we, the God of Death, must destroy. In order to protect the peace of the world, we have to take such measures to prevent ordinary people from knowing all this."

Busujima Saeko nodded. Although she still had many questions in her mind, she knew that now was not the time to ask.

"This Hollow is just the most common type among many Hollows, known as Miscellaneous Hollows. There are many of them, and their strengths vary, but for a novice Shinigami like you, they can be used for training."

Luther continued.