Baraggan Louisenbairn the King, nay the God of Hueco Mundo.
He has ruled over Hueco Mundo with an iron fist for many millennia.
But in that time he didn't witness such sacrilege that he just saw mere moments ago.
An abomination, one of Marrs kin have come before him to declare war and mere hours later an insignificant force marched to his castle of Las Noches.
The King didn't know whether to laugh or cry at the pathetic display of not even a thousand hollows.
But after witnessing their forces slowly crushing his, he began worrying.
When he heard the gossips about Marr the Tyrants death he was sure that nobody would be capable of opposing him anymore.
However, this one mutant is different.
He heard the name Kaizar Soize numerous times before but he never paid much attention to it.
A hollow who'd directly oppose Baraggans will not with mere words but actions, creating a refuge where hollows would receive protection if they bowed down before him.
Clearly just another foolish upstart who simply longed for a death by Baraggan himself.
But the King would not give him the honor
After hearing his name time and time again he planned to simply erase him and his pathetic village from the land of Hueco Mundo.
These ideas however are nothing more than wishful thinkings now.
The Kings black cloud of death collided with the aberrants white tidalwave and the two annihilated each other.
The King is filled with such fury that only the Tyrant could ever manage to force out of him.
With anger filled voice he begins shouting.
"JUST WHO THE HELL ARE YOU TO CHALLENGE A GOD?!"
The man gave a savage grin and the King felt as if his blood froze.
The abominations eyes shined with malice.
"That's easy.
Idiots always call themselves God without really giving it much of a thought.
If you are God then who is your enemy?"
Baraggans eyes widen.
"That's right.
My name is Kaizar Soize. And I'm the Devil."
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In but a moment the immense reiatsu of the Kings assailant begins to pour outward.
It didn't take long until the turquoise stream of energy began taking shape.
Baraggan could soon see rows of incredibly sharp fangs and a crimson eye forming before him.
He made a mistake when he underestimated Kaizar Soize, after all they are Marrs kin.
Indeed, the once meek lizard has become a fierce dragon.
Aarroniero steps over to Kaizar and claps after he tucks his trident under his armpit.
"Impressive display.
Are you sure Marr didn't rub off on you?"
You look down at your once black scarf.
At the day of Marrs execution you wiped off your blade with it and it didn't let go of the mighty behemoths blood since then.
After giving the crimson cloth a little tug and letting it flow with the wind you answer your colleague.
"I suppose he did.
Fitting as we have to kill this bastard by ramming everything we have at him."
"I agree."
He says as he removes his left glove, revealing his "weapon".
"Devour, Glotonería!"
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In that moment the colossal release of Aaroniero appears in the form of an amorphous blob of flesh.
"Now I can use all 28 765 abilities that I posses at once..."
In that moment Baraggans underlings attack the monstrous Aaroniero.
"YOU THINK WE'LL LET YOU?!
DIE!"
The feline hollow shouts at him.
"Useless..."
Aaroniero speaks in a mocking tone as in an instant six Ceros fire off at the same time, sending Baraggans lackeys flying away.
You've never witnessed Aaronieros release before but even if you did, this would have astounded you.
Each blast had different color, density, size and energy behind it. Each tailor made to perfectly overwhelm each target at once.
Without the distractions in the way your comrade speaks to you.
"Kaizar...
Let us proceed as planned."
You look at him and nod in acknowledgement.
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You disappear in a blur and begin running, jumping and somersaulting around the pyramid with your Sonído.
In response Aaroniero raises Nejibana and summons a large vortex of swirling water behind him.
He points forward with the trident and the swirling water rushes forward, encircling Baraggan.
The terrified Vasto Lorde flies upward in a desperate attempt to evade the attack but he was too slow.
In mere moments the water surrounds him in a large globe of water.
Aaroniero shouts at you.
"It's ready Kaizar!"
You stop and appear on the other side of Baraggan.
As you grab hold of a thicker strand of mucus that you spun in your blitz.
The two of you shout in sync.
"Entierro en el Mar!"
As you pull the thread the web you left behind begins collapsing around Baraggan.
Rather than attacking him directly the Endlösung instead wraps tightly around the globe of water.
With the whole thing tightening the pressure inside begins to rise as the large mass of water is getting smaller and smaller.
As the structure gets smaller it gets harder to condense it further and eventually you see the threads snapping.
Both of you let go as you see black particles appearing on the surface of the mucus.
It seems that when it got in close proximity to Baraggan the Einherjar began decaying.
With the mucus gone the water flows everywhere, revealing a battered and beaten Baraggan,
You can see cracks all over his body as he pants from almost getting suffocated.
He begins muttering as his wounds slowly heal fro his High Speed Regeneration.
"C-curse... you!"
You look down on him from afar.
What do you do now?
>He is too dangerous alive. (Kill him)
>"You are not going to win! Surrender now!"
>Other? (write-in)
>>"You are not going to win! Surrender now!"
>He is too dangerous alive. (Kill him)
More to the point. He'd probably outrank us and Tier, which would throw our control of the army into question.
>He is too dangerous alive. (Kill him)
>He is too dangerous alive. (Kill him)
>>He is too dangerous alive. (Kill him)
>>He is too dangerous alive. (Kill him)
Looks like we're killing the spooky skellington.
While it is for the best it still leaves me a bit bitter.
Kill him, we don't want another Marr or whatever that jerk was called.
>surrender now!
#RemembergheMarr2016
>Writing
Also, roll 3d10.
First 3 considered.
DC is only 17, no crit
Rolled 3, 4, 3 = 10 (3d10)
Rolled 7, 6, 6 = 19 (3d10)
Rolled 9, 6, 4 = 19 (3d10)
Nice.
You shift your attention to your partner.
"Aaroniero..."
The humongous arrancar nods.
"Right."
Both of you cut your palms and extend them in front of you.
You begin charging two large ceros, both glow with the unique color of your reiatsus.
Baraggan watches as the two globes get bigger and bigger while arcs of lightning spread out and destroy parts of the building.
He manages to stand up despite his injuries and begins screaming in anger.
"D-DO YOU PEASANTS THINK THAT TWO MERE CEROS CAN VANQUISH ME?!
ME?!
I AM THE GOD OF HUECO MUNDO! IT DOESN'T MATTER HOW POWERFUL A CERO MIGHT BE, IT WON'T EVEN TOUch ME YOU IDIOTS!"
He then proceeds to pant heavily, too exhausted to continue.
You answer him in a calm tone.
"You're right, they'll never touch you..."
His eyes begin to shake.
"Then wh-"
"Because you'll die before they even get close to you."
His expression changes.
"Gran Rey Cero, a fitting name."
Aaroniero begins speaking.
"A cero so powerful, so destructive that only one of the Espada could possibly have enough power to create one.
It's many times stronger than a regular cero but that's not why we choose it as your method of execution.
No, the Gran Rey Cero is a cero of such magnitude that it bends and distorts space itself.
Do you know what would happen if two of these collided?
The spacial distortions will tear you to shreds before either blast could reach you."
You decide to join in as well.
"Farewell, King of Hueco Mundo."
"CURSE YOUUUUUU!"
"Gran Rey Cero!"
The two of you simultaneously fire off your blasts.
The wild energy twists and turns in the air as it travels.
You can see Baraggans body being torn apart by the chaotic forces of spacial anomalies.
By the time the blasts reach him he was already dead.
The explosion atop the pyramid signal the end of the war.
All eyes look at the huge structure, waiting anxiously for the victor to appear.
When the dust settles the only thing remaining of the king is his golden crown and bangles.
The regal headwear has been cut in half and you can see its greatest jewel lying on the ground.
Both of you seal your swords and walk up to what little remains of Baraggan.
Aaroniero speaks up.
"How tragic..."
"Don't tell me you actually pity him..."
"Wouldn't you?
We destroyed his entire world view in an instant.
Up until the moment of his demise he truly believed himself to be invincible..."
You kneel down to inspect the artifact on the ground.
"That's his fault for being so arrogant."
You say as you pick up Baraggans crown jewel.
The two halves of the crown appear to be made of gold but you have your doubts about that.
In any case it appears to be quite a durable material.
You toss the two halves to Aaroniero who almost drops them to the ground.
"What are you doing?"
He asks.
You don't answer but instead gaze into the azure, oval gem that fell out of the crown.
It brings you no surprise that Baraggan would have such a beauty all for himself.
With a sigh you clench your fist hard and then tuck away the stone into your pocket.
"Let's go Aaroniero.
I tire of this war."
The two of you then proceed to descend the large flight of stairs and you can see that the fighting has stopped.
All eyes are on you as you walk down.
You can see the six bodyguards of Baraggan quickly approaching you.
"You bastards!
What have you done to his maj-"
But the tiger hollow stops as he sees the split crown.
They all collapse onto the ground with shocked expressions.
"It can't be..."
You stop in your tracks and overlook the battlefield.
Aaroniero raises up the two pieces of the crown and you start shouting as hard as you can.
"Baraggan Louisenbairn is dead!
All those who served him faithfully, lower your weapons and surrender now!
We shall show mercy to those smart enough to obey!
The rest will be executed on the spot! Live or die, the choice is yours!"
To your surprise almost every hollow stands down.
Each of them believed Baraggan to be invincible and so they served him.
But with his death the Arrancar are now the people in charge.
There were naturally those that didn't surrender but luckily for you pack mentality was strong in them.
Those that rebelled were swiftly put down by their former allies who feared you'd punish them for the mistakes of others.
You gave your men the orders to round up every hollow in the vicinity and begin processing them immediately.
But what did you order them to do exactly?
>Kill everyone.
>Subjugate the willing, enslave the rest.
>Let everyone go.
>It's their choice. They can leave or join willingly.
>Other? (write-in)
>>It's their choice. They can leave or join willingly.
>It's their choice. They can leave or join willingly.
>It's their choice. They can leave or join willingly.
>>It's their choice. They can leave or join willingly.
"We do however have free food."
>It's their choice. They can leave or join willingly.
>>It's their choice. They can leave or join willingly.
>community service, order them to help construction of houses in vanaheim, then It's their choice. They can leave or join willingly
>It's their choice. They can leave or join willingly.
Sup Spoopy
>>It's their choice. They can leave or join willingly.
Damn this is pretty close.
Well I see no reason to wait with this one.
>Writing
>>It's their choice. They can leave or join willingly.
>its their choice
"Tell them that either join us or they can leave.
If they have any questions answer them honestly.
That's all."
However as you are about to head out someone calls you over.
"Lord Kaizar, Sir!
This is urgent! Someone was injured!"
You look at him.
"Injured?
Take me to them right now!"
"Yes Sir!"
The hollow leads you to a rather large gathering of people.
In their midst you can sense a familiar reiatsu.
It's Cirucci.
When you arrive you can see her kneeling in front of someone and shouting.
"JUST HOLD ON YOU BASTARD!
YOU HEAR ME?!"
You can see the man lying on the ground, covered in blood.
"Alistair..."
You speak as you look him over.
He notices you but you can see that there isn't much light in his eyes anymore.
"Oh... you *cough* actually came...
I guess I won't *cough* be able to kick your ass after all!"
He says with a bright smile. It seems that he is aware of his situation.
Cirucci however turns around and begins shaking you by your collar.
"LISTEN UP YOU ASSHOLE!
YOU GOT TO SAVE HIM YOU HEAR ME?"
"Cirucci..."
You try to speak but can't continue.
Indeed, Alistairs injuries are severe.
Most of his vital organs were either destroyed completely or they are on the verge of failing.
To top it all off he lost a lot of blood already.
It's doubtful that the Einherjar could stabilize him at this point.
Alistair however speaks up.
"Hey... girl...."
Cirucci turns to him.
"DON'T SPEAK YOU IDIOT!
You have to save your strength!"
She turns to you.
"AND WHAT ARE YOU STANDING AROUND FOR?!
HEAL HIM ALREADY!"
But Alistair continues.
"It's okay..."
He touches Ciruccis cheek.
"Please... don't forget that you are my girl...
Okay?"
At this rate he'll die a painful death.
Deep down both of you know this.
What do you do?
>Try saying him, regardless of how unlikely it may be.
>Drag Cirucci away, for her own sake.
>Kill him. End his suffering.
>Other? (write-in)
>Try saying him, regardless of how unlikely it may be.
>>Try saying him, regardless of how unlikely it may be.
>>Try saying him, regardless of how unlikely it may be.
>>Try saying him, regardless of how unlikely it may be.
Call for Nelliel. She has her healing vomit right? Maybe that can help.
>Try saying him, regardless of how unlikely it may be.
Aw Alistair, you fucking cunt.
>>Try saying him, regardless of how unlikely it may be.
>Try saying him, regardless of how unlikely it may be.
This.
We revived long dead plants and we cannot save someone who is still alive? Is because we became an Arrancar isn't it?
We're released, so we should be generating as much einherjar as we did when we were a hollow.
Spooky with that grand ray cero tearing space you are now Kubo level
Congratulations and rest in peace writing.
>Writing
Also, roll 3d10 for healing.
DC is 18, Crit is 25
Rolled 8, 8, 7 = 23 (3d10)
Rolled 2, 16, 5 = 23 (3d20)
SAVE THE HORSE
"It is many times more powerful than a normal Cero, disturbing the fabric of space as it travels"
Quoted from the Bleach wiki.
Rolled 1, 7, 9 = 17 (3d10)
Nice 3d20
Rolled 2, 2, 7 = 11 (3d10)
Not refuting that
"See this is why I'm the king and you're the horse. You give up too easily."
I see what you did there.
>draws sword
"Calm down, i am not going to put the cart before the horse"
You release your sword once more in order to unleash your full power.
"Cirucci, stand back."
She moves out of your way and you begin enveloping Alistairs body in mucus.
He keeps coughing all the way through.
It seems that he is in a lot of pain right now.
While you are trying your best to fix his wounds, Alistair and Cirucci keep talking.
Alistair simply tries to say his goodbyes to her but Cirucci shuts him off and keeps saying that he'll get better.
The Einherjar try their best to stabilize him but it's not that easy.
Firstly they had to seal off any wounds to stop what little blood he has from leaking.
Secondly it has to serve as a substitute for the red blood cells.
And lastly they have to repair the organs he can't live without.
But every time they fix one, another one fails.
You order someone to wipe the sweat off your face while you keep going.
After a while you see that you are fighting a lost battle.
The more time you waste, the likelihood of him dying increases drastically.
In this moment of desperation you make a decision. It's not easy and it's certainly not nice, but you have no other choice if you want to save his life.
"YATA!"
You shout and your assistance appears beside you.
"You called?"
"YEAH!
SHUT OFF HIS NERVES NOW!"
He blinks a few times and then injects him with a numbing agent he had on his person.
You then turn your attention to Alistair.
"You might hate me for this but I don't give a damn!"
And with four swift motions you chop off each of his limbs.
He looks in shock as his disembodied body parts keep floating in your goo.
The Einherjar then swiftly begin to extract the blood from the limbs and transport it back into his body.
After shutting down the wounds he now has enough blood in his system that you can focus on patching him up.
No less than three hours pass as you crouch beside him, mending his wounds.
After a while he begins to scream when the anesthetics wear off.
He passes out from the pain but his status is not critical.
>Wanna see a magic trick kids?
>I'm dying!
>NO ARMS, AND LEGS
>Survives this
We've hit levels of Kubo I didn't think possible and I love it.
Fug
Some one should have given him a bit to bite on,
Hopefully we can add those back on later.
>Im dying Kaizer let me go
>I wont let you die on me
>Proceeds to dismember him
It just works
Nanomachines son.
Well, at least his still has Cirucci's favorite limb. That counts for something right?
>Dad what happened to your limbs
>Fucking Kaizer saved my life is what happened.
>What?
>Alistair shoots ceros from his crotch
...
It still takes a lot of time to properly stabilize him but you manage to pull it off.
You have to stretch your back after hunching forward for so long.
Cirucci looks at you with desperate eyes.
"Is he going to be okay?"
"He'll live if that's what you mean."
In that moment Alistair begins to come to his senses.
After noticing his missing limbs he screams like a madman and you urge to calm him down.
"You are alive and well.
You are welcome by the way."
He looks at you with an angry expression.
"I... fuckin'... hate... you!"
You shrug.
"I know but when did that stop me?"
He looks quite mad that he lost his limbs.
"And how do you suppose I live like this huh?"
You point at Cirucci.
"She cried her eyes out just so I'd save you.
I think she won't mind taking care of you for a few months while we regrow your limbs."
With all of that out of the way you left them so they could talk things over.
But as you are walking away Alistair calls for you.
"KAIZAR!"
You turn to face him.
"Why did you save me when I clearly made up my mind?
I came to terms with my fate. So why?"
You pull your hat over your eyes.
"I suppose because you are the horse and I'm the king.
You carry me on your back and in turn I make sure we both live to see another day."
When you finally leave you see many hollows carefully looking you over.
You don't recognize most of them so they are probably Baraggans former soldiers.
A few of them begin muttering amongst themselves but you don't pay much attention to them.
There were still many hollows debating whether to join you or not but after this scene their numbers quickly dwindled and you made your way home with your new allies in tow.
On the way back you receive the official reports from one of the arrancars that were in the army.
A total of 66 hollows were lost in the assault.
You hate to admit that you didn't know any of them but you don't doubt that they had friends and even families back home.
Their loss pains you more than it should.
We should make today like veterans day or something and every year we celebrate the men we lost and the battle we won
>Their loss pains you more than it should.
They would't have came if they feared dying again. Its that simple. No need to feel pain.
Upon returning home you made a quick trip to Yata.
You had something quite special that you wanted to ask from him, after witnessing Alistair and Cirucci like that.
When you get there you can hear loud screams coming from there.
These occurrence are quite normal in the lab so you don't pay much attention to it.
You see your friend coming out from a back room with a drill in his hand.
"Yo!
What's up?"
You shake your head.
"Not much.
What's with the drill?"
He shifts his eyes at the tool and then back at you.
"I need it...
For something special..."
"And suddenly I'm not curious anymore.
Where's your assistance? I heard he staid here during the assault."
He shifts his eyes around.
"Somewhere... special..."
The awkward silence of sudden awareness weighs heavily on your shoulders.
"In any case, what do you want?"
He asks you.
You fumble in the satchel you brought with you.
After emptying its content on the table Yata whistles.
"Shiny..."
The two halves of Baraggans crown clatter on the table.
You look Yata straight in the eye and say your request to him.
What do you want to be made from the crown?
>A memorial for today's victory.
>A grave stone for the lost.
>A hilt for your shinigami sword.
>Other? (write-in)
We'd be a poor commander if we did not feel sorrow at the loss of our troops.
>>A grave stone for the lost.
>>A grave stone for the lost.
>A grave stone for the lost.
Grief is our domain after all, and it is quite fitting.
>A grave stone for the lost.
god fucking damn it, I'd feel bad if i picked hilt.
>>A grave stone for the lost.
>A hilt for your shinigami sword.
That way we will always remember.
>A hilt for your shinigami sword.
Or a pocketwatch clock that says the date and "NEVER FORGET"
Shut up Ed ya damn shrimp.
>>a gravestone for the lost
WHO ARE YOU CALLING SO SHORT HE NEEDS TO USE STAIRS TO TIE HIS SHOELACES?
>A grave stone for the lost.
>Writing
On the one hand a gravestone would up general morale and shit. On the other hand, who the fuck knows what letting yata fuck around with a SHINIGAMI SWORD and AN ANCIENT VASTO LORDES CROWN would result in? Because let's be honest, do we *really* think that barragan made it himself?
It's either a part of him or outright carries his reiatsu or something
But it's not that big of a deal, in the end.
"I want you to make a memorial out of this.
Engrave the name of all the people that died this day onto it."
He examines the crown from up close and begins pondering.
"This is an interesting material...
I haven't seen anything like it in Hueco Mundo...
Are you sure that you want to waste such a precious metal?"
You nod.
"It's the least I can do.
You can keep the jewels if you want them.
Consider it the payment."
He observes them from up close.
"Hmmmm...
No thanks.
I'm not interested in petty jewelry.
I'll just put them on the plate as decoration."
He picks his drill back up.
"If that's everything then you can leave.
It'll probably be a slow process."
"About that..."
"Hmmm?"
"I have something else to ask from you.
A... personal matter."
You take out the azure gem from your pockets.
Yatas eyes widen in surprise when he hears your request.
You waited patiently for Yata to finish working on the memorial which he began immediately.
When it was done you took it to the main square.
Many hollows were there whom you've never seen before.
They were in the middle of their first ever meal in Vanaheim when you carefully nailed the golden plate onto the largest tree there.
Each name could be made out easily.
The hollows stop their meal and walk up to you to see you just standing before the grave in silence.
They got the clue and hushed their whispers.
When you are done and start walking away one of them tap on your shoulder.
"Erm... Excuse me...
I know it's not my place to make such request but...
Could we make a memorial for our friends too?
I don't mean to be disrespectful, after all you took us in but they deserve that much..."
You honestly couldn't care less about that.
"Do as you please.
If you want to make one then make one.
And if anyone has a problem with it then step up for the sake of the lost if you care so much."
"T-thank you!
Could you tell me your name?"
"Kaizar...
Kaizar Soize.
And from this point onward you'll address me as Sir!"
"Of course, Sir!"
After leaving the scene you made your way to Harribels house.
You knocked on the house and Apacci opened the door for you.
"Hey girls!
Look what the cat just dragged in!
The guy who saved someones life by chopping his limbs off!"
You give her a coy smile and talk back.
"Careful Apacci.
You might get injured and the only one who could heal you will be me..."
She begins laughing and waves her hand.
"Pfffft, yeah right.
Like you would ever hit women.
In any case, come in. I'm sure you came to talk with the Mistress."
"Actually I'd prefer it if she came out."
"Huh?
Okay I guess..."
After she fetches Harribel for you the two of you take a nice walk away from prying eyes.
When nobody is in your vicinity Harribel begins speaking.
"So what's this about?"
"After today's incident I made up my mind."
"About what?"
You look at her with cold eyes.
"I'm going to kill Aizen."
The words were quiet and yet they carried so much weight it could be felt.
Harribels eyes widen.
"But why? Or rather, why now?"
"This whole War thing shows just how much the bastard cares about us.
Engaging a monarch in an open war like that. It's clear that he just wanted to send us to our deaths because he could.
I already discussed this with Yata and we agreed on something.
Tyrants are best killed with poison."
Harribel comprehended your message.
"You are mad because the death of all those people?"
"We could have assassinated Baraggan if he was truly dangerous.
No men would have sacrificed their lives that way.
And you know me Tia. Better than anyone.
I served a dictator drunk on power before. I'm not making that same mistake again, I'll cut him off before he can do any real damage."
She is lost in thought for a few moments.
After a while however she nods and takes your hand.
"I'm with you.
No matter what happens."
You smile at her.
"Thank you.
You don't know how glad I am."
"Well.
In any case we'd better head back before people get suspicious."
There is an experiment i want to attempt, What happens if we take a Gewehr 98, Replace the stock with one made from a crystal tree from ghost mexico, and then take it back to the human world. Can non spiritually aware humans see the crystal or will they just see a Barrel and firing mech floating around
>Dismember a man to save his life
I know what this needs, we haven't had one for a couple of threads now
>pic related
Aizen could have been a cool dude but he decided to be a total shitter instead.
>"I'm going to kill Aizen."
Tanks when?
Honestly, after reading improvaizen I'm convinced the main way that differs from canon is that Aizen gets laid, and then decides "Oh man, fuck that 'kill everyone and usurp the soul king' plan, I'm going to just build a fuckpalace in hueco mundo to chill at". And then he did. And Everything went great forever.
>We use nanohallows to hollow-fy firearms
>We keep this a secret untile we betray Aizen
>He comes to attack our home
>It's completly walled off except for a gate as an entrance
>They break through to see sandbags and bunkers with hollows dressed up as the Wehrmacht
>They notice the MG-42s
>Seconds after Kaizar shouts "WELCOME TO NORMANDY FUCKERS"
>Aizen and the army loyal to him is obliterated by a combination of bullets and Flak 88 shells courtesy of German and dead Japanese engineering
>Kaizar's Face When
GERMAN SCIENCE IS THE BEST IN THE WORLD
We don't need to do this but we should
But wait, what year is it in the human world right now? Can we manage to do it before 2001 and completely throw off the main story?
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Made me go fucking get it.
I doubt it.
Remember how Aizen uses those Menos to escape from SS? That's when we should strike.
"See you later fuckers! Negacion!"
>Nothing happens and he's just standing there like a retard
Glorious
But as she is about to leave you hang onto her hand.
"Huh?"
She looks at you with a confused expression.
"There's something else I wanted to ask of you Tia."
Now you've intrigued her.
"What is it?"
With that you get on one knee before her and reach into your pocket.
Harribels eyes widen.
"Tia...
The day I died I lost something very dear to me.
Since that day I was in a deep, dark pit that I couldn't crawl out of.
And I have you to thank for saving me."
"K-Kaizar..."
"What I want to say is..."
You pause for a second, looking for the right words.
"That I never feel as complete as I do with you.
And the only person I'd spend my days with is you.
In short, would you marry me?"
She looks at the ring in your hands.
The blue gem fitted into it glistens in the moonlight.
But as she looks at you she sees something.
Basiliscos tip pokes out from under your coat with a rather large chip in its edge.
"Kaizar..."
"It will never heal.
But I wanted this ring to be special.
So, what do you say?"
Her eyes were on the verge of tearing up for a while now and she can't hold it back anymore.
"O-Of course I will.
You idiot!"
Then she embraces you and doesn't let go for a good while.
Both of you are overwhelmed by joy and even you start crying after a few moments.
When you finally went back and separated Harribel looked radiant.
"I'll tell the others about this.
Catch you later."
"Yeah."
And then you parted ways with a kiss.
Now you have some free time on your hand.
You suspect Aizen will visit when he hears about your victory.
What'll you do until then?
>Check on Alistair.
>Go to your grandson.
>Train the troops a bit.
>Other? (write-in)