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    "You were never meant to be a part of this war," Rukia insists, firm in defiance rooted in human fragility, dark eyes glistening with determination and so much worry that might just as well be fear.

     

    Ichigo squashes the urge to quibble.

     

    How can that at all be veritable when this was how their hands shaped him to become; they bred him as a weapon, means to an end; a paintbrush crafted with a sole purpose of painting a masterpiece.

     

    How can that be true, when the vanquishing weight of burdens of all three realms fits so perfectly into the mould of my hands?

     

    “Is anyone ever?” is what he responds instead, because how could he ever begin to outline the turmoils of his mind without contouring them with the blunt edges of accusations.

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    Some things cannot be saved, no matter how hard one tries. Some things can only be build anew. Or as Socrates once said... time is a what now?

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