Shinigami Uchiha Madara

Ulquiorra's face was as gray as death. Facing the pressure of the strong wind, he only felt that his body became heavier and heavier, while the giant sword gradually enlarged in his eyes...

boom.

In the end, the serpentine greatsword paused above Ulquiorra's head.

With a small distance, he could easily take his life. He can even feel the massive amount of Chakra on the giant long sword. The feeling is like the mind is held tightly, without thinking, unable to break free, and even unable to breathe.

Ulquiorra looked up puzzled, he looked at Uchiha Madara in confusion, wondering why the latter did not take his life while having an overwhelming advantage.

It's just that what he saw were those bloody pupils.

When the two eyes met, Uchiha Madara's mouth showed a strange arc. The Gouyu in Mangekyō Sharingan turned quickly, and a mysterious wave spread from his eyes, passing through the air like a streamer, traversing the obstacles of space, and reaching the depths of Ulquiorra's soul.

Illusion!

"Well…"

Ulquiorra couldn't touch the defense. He didn't expect Uchiha Madara's hole card to be Mangekyō Sharingan's pupil power.

That pupil power is enough to surpass everything...

Reality? illusory?

At the moment when the pupils turned, it was already impossible to distinguish reality from illusion.

What I see is only the comfort in the depths of my soul.

Here is a black world of pitch black and chaos, without any color, without any light, only the darkness full of dead silence.

"Everything can be reflected in my eyes. There is nothing that I can't capture. What can't be mapped means that it doesn't exist. I have determined this way and have been fighting on this basis until now."

"It's just...Where is this? Why can't I see the way forward?"

Ulquiorra opened his eyes suddenly, but he saw the scene from the first birth.

There is nothing but darkness, only the pitch-black cave that lacks sunlight.

It's dark, dim, and boundless.

This darkness is depressing, emptiness, and emptiness inside.

Ulquiorra stretched out his arm, but what he saw was a strange white. This simple color is incompatible with the pitch blacks around it, and even the people who carry him seem to be an alien.

I don't know when, laughter and swearing echoed in my ears and passed to every corner of the darkness.

"Why are their eyes full of sarcasm and disdain? Are we not the same race?"

Ulquiorra was puzzled, even helpless. Tightly bound by the white mask, the only thing he can do is escape.

Avoid ridicule, swear, and look away. Only by burying yourself deep in your heart can you escape the cruel reality.

"What is the mind, as long as I tear your chest, can I see everything in your heart?"

"As long as I smash your head, can I see everything in your mind?"

Killed, swallowed, and eventually expelled by the same clan.

Exiled in the desert, the lonely figure walks alone in the desert.

No purpose, no thought, like a walking dead.

Ulquiorra looked up at the dark night sky, and the cold moon came into view. The reason for being cold is because he has the same style as Hanyue. The reason for his disdain is that there is nothing worthy of his concern in this sad world.

"The world we live in is meaningless, and we who live here have no meaning. We still think about the world without meaning, and knowing that this matter has no meaning in itself...it is also meaningless!"

"Who am I?"

Lowering his head, Ulquiorra fell into contemplation. After being expelled by his family, what is he?

The Black Wing Clan, or is it just an ordinary Void?

I can't see the road ahead, so I can't find the answer.

The "heart" is gradually lost, hesitated, and finally lost. Helpless, like a flat boat floating in the vast ocean.

If there is happiness in the world, it is boundless, like nothingness.

The so-called nothingness is to have nothing, and nothing will be lost again.

If it is not happiness, then what is happiness?

Nothing that shines in the eyes has meaning. Things that are not reflected in the eyes do not exist at all.

Whether it's you, it's me who wonders, there is nothing after all.

Where is the "heart"?

Ulquiorra was lost in thought, and when he raised his head again, he saw an unbelievable scene.

I saw that the cold moon that hung high in the sky unexpectedly changed. In the center of Hanyue appeared a three-goed jade slowly turning.

Under the moonlight, a figure gradually condensed in front of him.

Uchiha Madara.

Ulquiorra's pupils contracted suddenly, and said in surprise: "Why do you appear here? Is this the world of illusion?"

Uchiha Madara shook his head disdainfully when he heard the words, and said: "The world of illusion? That is just your illusion. This is not illusion, but what you think in the depths of your heart, that is, your closed heart."

Madara pointed to the distance and shouted: "Did you see that dark high mountain, that is where you were banished. Rampant alone, apart from leaving footprints in the yellow sand everywhere, all you cling to is to pursue that A lost heart."

"What is the heart? That is the place where the thoughts are pinned. And why it is called a different kind, because it is worthless and powerless. If it is truly above them, this tragedy will disappear."

Uchiha Madara stretched out his palm and shook Ulquiorra's face in the air.

Click.

Accompanied by a clear voice, the white mask that bound Ulquiorra shattered, revealing the flawless face, two dark green tears, the best manifestation of the emptiness in the soul.

The shattered mask, the skyrocketing power. The moonlight is no longer cold, the night is no longer pitch black, everything is back to the moment it used to be.

"So, I seem to understand..."

Looking at Uchiha Madara's pupils, Ulquiorra seemed to have a sense.

Only the pair of blood-colored pupils did not interfere with anything. It was the closest thing to nothingness among the things I have seen so far!

It turned out that this is the "heart" I was looking for. ..

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