Bleach: Inconceivable Existence!

I may have gone overboard a bit.

Why am I thinking that?

Let's just say that I tried out the one aspect of my powers that I had been neglecting since I came to this world and the results were a bit… intense. And by intense I mean the Menos Forest is now a smaller place and I jumped back into Garganta and ran away from Hueco Mundo before one of Aizen's lackeys came to investigate because I was pretty sure anyone and their last meal felt what I did under the desert.

Guess there is a reason gravity is one of the fundamental forces of the universe.

Inside the Garganta was as it always had been, darker than dark.

So getting out of it was nice.

"Ahh, light!" I said with a wide smile as I tilted my head sideways in order to avoid Hiyori's sandal.

Then I did it agin to the other side to avoid Tatsuki's punch.

"I see that you have missed me." I said with a wide smile as I punched her on her cheek, making the dragonoid schoolgirl fly away.

"So how has everyone been while I was gone?"

"Nothing interesting. Just the same old." Shinji said with his trademark cheshire grin on his face.

"That is nice to hear." I nodded and then I walked towards Kensei, the silver haired former Shinigami captain looking not happy.

"How you been?" I asked him with a smile that was basically the copy of Shinji's.

"I was good, then you came back." The former captain said gruffly but I knew that he was actually glad to see me. Tsundere Kensei was a fact.

"I feel like you are thinking something incredibly stupid." Kensei said but I was bored with such conversation.

"Yeah yeah, whatever. Look I kinda need to test something so can you help?" I asked him and the former captain nodded. Told ya he was a softie.

"So what do you need?" He asked as he did a few stretches and I simply gave my command.

"Rika." And then the demonic Adjuchas came out of my shadow.

"Just testing something." I smiled as Rika suddenly threw a punch at Kensei which he blocked immediately, the force behind the hit still sent him flying away though. And Rika wasn't far behind him.

The demonic hollow was upon the former captain faster than the blink of an eye. Her claws slashing at him as he blocked the attacks with his combat knife shaped Zanpakuto. As their bout got faster and faster, I got my confirmation.

Rika was now at the power level of a Vasto Lorde.

This also confirmed my theory that my hollows could no longer go through actual evolutions and get new forms even if they were just as fast and strong as Vasto Lorde class hollows. Somewhat disappointing but I could live with it.

*BOOM*

Though at this rate the training ground wouldn't.

"Oi!" huh, Tatsuki has gotten up. Guess she did train after all.

"Tatsuki my dear, how do you do?" I asked her with a smile, doing my best not to look at the bump I left on her forehead.

Though it didn't seem to placate her since she just ran to me with her fist raised high and on fire. She is a dragon after all.

I wanted to see how far she managed to come so far so I simply dodged her attacks, and she was good. Rather than some sort of flash step she simply used fire from her feet to propel her whenever she needed a boost in her speed, her punches were also quite heavy compared to what she had started with.

A few more weeks and she might even be fun to play around with.

Those were my thoughts before the girl flung herself to me and then opened her mouth wide, from where a bean of concentrated heat came towards me point blank. Meaning I couldn't dodge it this time.

And fuck was it hot! Her breath attacks was pretty damn impressive, it was more than likely as strong as a Gillian's cero!

They grow up so fast.

Urahara Kisuke was having fun.

The fact that he was entertained by chasing a high school boy with a sword in hand while sometimes kicking the said boy to or through rocks probably said something about the man's mental health. Honestly the first sign was probably when he had thought that releasing Kurotsuchi Mayuri from the Maggots Nest a good idea about a hundred years ago.

In his defense Mayuri was a brilliant scientist and had been quite helpful with his Research and Development Institute. So what if the blue haired man had some questionable methods when it came to consent, not like he was the first nut job employed by Soul Society.

Still, he probably should help Ichigo to get onto his feet now.

Honestly the kid was a goldmine. He probably Wouk never be amount to anything in arts like Kidō or other subtle arts of Shinigami but his fighting instincts were top notch and the sheer power he had would have earned him a very cozy seated officer position in the eleventh squad. Or maybe not so cozy since the eleventh squad was… eleventh squad. Cause there honestly wasn't a good word to describe them.

Honestly, Urahara had to admit that he had been quite lucky while training Ichigo. The former captain of the twelfth squad knew that his training had been highly… questionable. The little spar Ichigo had with Ururu could very well have ended with the little girl splattering Ichigo's brain to the ground along with chunks of his skull and less said about the second phase the better.

He wouldn't admit it but he genuinely had been scared when Ichigo had gotten out of the hole with a hollow mask on. Just the thought of what Isshin and Yoruichi would do to him if he ended up turning the kid into a hollow while training him, shudder, the thoughts were enough to give him nightmares.

But in the end he needed to use high risk training methods. He knew that the Shinigamis sent to recover Rukia wouldn't be kind to Ichigo but he hadn't expected them to actually pierce his Saketsu and Hakusui. That was an act that could have crippled Ichigo's soul and it would have if it wasn't for Rukia's powers that had been covering the stabbed points and protected his actual powers.

But still, the kid took to the dangerous trainings like fish to water and he had even gotten his Shikai out of it so Urahara would declare his training regimen to be a success and then he would never mention it to Isshin.

"Kurosaki-san! Please prepare yourself for the next round!" The shopkeeper shouted with a goofy smile as he flash stepped towards the young man and swung his sword.