This has truly been the worst day of Dominic’s peaceful life, setback after setback has arrived before him and he has had no time to rise up from any of them. First it was the Lieutenant he killed, that Shinigami confirmed that their kind can no longer be trusted. Then there was discovering the truth that his former Empress, his best friend, layed with the enemy as is with their child. An unknown Quincy arrives and further agitates him only for these Arrancar to show up and pile on the dread he had been resting on this entire day. Nothing has been going his way and it is so rare for fights not to go this man’s way that it feels foriegn to him. Little did he know that things were going to get so much more worse than they already are.
Awaiting to see the results of his attack against the Cheshire Arrancar he turns a blind eye to the behemoth. By the time he picks up on his energy signature it is too late, he turns to look his way only for his chest to explode. Taking the brunt of the blast Dominic saves Blume from any true harm and had Dominic not been in his Vollständig his chest would have been burst open. But surviving this was possibly expected, or planned as what comes through the smoke screen in the wake of the blast is what is described by the youngman, to this day, as a wall of flesh. His singular eye is filled with the sight of the bicep of Kassius and that same bicep follows through with its strike with no resistance. With the amount of strength behind it the brute may have expected no resistance at all in the strike, like hitting air. In reality all he did strike was air. One moment Dominic’s upperbody is there, the next it is gone.
The inhuman reflexes of this fighter are further amplified in his Vollständig. If he has time to see it he has time to avoid it. His well being is secured he realizes the Blume is no longer in his grasp. He turns to retaliate and notices both monsters are gone, they cannot be sensed, anywhere.
All That Remains, Is Hate
”Wh-what?”
Bewilderment fills his angelic voice as he looks around for any sign of Blume or the Arrancar. He then notices the Gillian being taken back by the same Garganta that brought them here, in random intervals they were taken.
”What the fu…”
He now sounds distraught as reality sinks in and crashes down around him. It is heavy and unbearable as the undefeated champion experiences… Loss.
”WHAT THE FUUUUUUUUUUUCK!!!!!!”
He shouts loud enough for any remaining spiritual entity to hear scream- no, his cry, his pain. His one job was to protect his friend and he failed.
”HOW!? WHY!? WHAT DID I DO WRONG!!? HOW DID I FUCK THIS UP!!!?!!?!?”
Tears begin to well up in that singular eye as he looks around at Karakura Town, ravaged and devastated by the Hollow’s, abandoned by the Shinigami who were meant to protect it… Protect it… That's where he went wrong.
”AHHHHHG! THIS FUCKING TOWN! I WASTED TOO MUCH TIME AND THOUGHT IN PROTECTING IT!! THOSE WEAK SHINIGAMI THESE FUCKING…. HUMANS!!! AHHHHHHHHHHH!”
He thinks about it, he thinks of the most vile thing he could do to release his anger and frustration. The thought that crosses his mind is simple and singular, glass Karakura Town. The land it sits upon, the buildings, its people, its souls, there will be nothing left, nothing to recognize. This pathetic town distracted him from saving his friend, if it didn’t exist… If there was only the Empire it would make this all so much easier. He clutches his chest, his physical heart is not in pain but his spiritual and emotional heart are being torn apart. He clutches as a way to hold himself back to prevent himself from following through with these vile thoughts. Below on the ground, a group of humans are moving to a shelter and a small girl stops and lets go of her mothers hand and points towards the sky, towards Dominic.
”Mommy! Look! It’s an Angel!”
The mother picks the child up and looks at the sky and sees nothing there.
”There is nothing there sweety”
The mother says this to the little girl. Shifting perspective back to the little girl she still can see Dominic floating in the air, yelling his lungs out.
”He’s crying mommy.”
Finished screaming he tilts his head back and looks towards the night sky, he is lost. Sure, he can race into Hueco Mundo but what will that accomplish? They have a hostage now and if they kill her he’ll have nothing left to lose, however, a suicidal charge is not his style. He understood something today and will correct the error of his ways. He still fights like a human, using his Quincy abilities to enhance his techniques when it should be the other way around. He needs to fight like a Quincy- No as a Sternritter- no! As a proper Schutzstaffel. He is E-The Energy the totality of energy is at his beck and call and he is squandering all of it… If he didn’t do this both those Arrancar would be dust in the wind right now. His fists tighten, it is not the town’s fault, it is his own, his arrogance in fighting as a human cost him dearly. How will the others react when they find out he failed to protect their Empress? He’ll never know because he wont show his face to them until he figures out how to save her.
”I’ll never spare another Hollow… I’ll never let another Shinigami stand before me and breathe the same air as me…”
He looks forward to the night sky horizon, no more tears in his eye.
”On my pride as a Quincy I swear this!”
He flies off leaving a streak of blue across the sky that only some small children can see. It is not odd for small children to see or interact with spiritual entities. This night Karakura will have multiple stories from children all reporting the same thing, the sight of a crying blue angel who flew away.
Somewhere, in a forest outside of Karakura Town, Dominic touches down, no longer in his Vollständig. He walks alongside a river until he reaches the start of it, a waterfall that cascades down into it. He looks around, closing his eyes unable to hear even a vehicle or sirens, he has placed himself away from humanity so that he may abandon his. He will take time to reforge himself into a monster of God, never again will he let his emotions get the better of him. From here on out there is only the Empire.
”I’ve never done a prayer before… Don’t even know who to pray to… I guess… I’ll recite the closest thing I have to a… Prayer…”
He takes a knee and places his hands together. He sighs because of how corny it feels but he gets over it and recites the one bit of scripture he knows…
”The Sealed King of the Quincy. Over 900 years, he shall recover his heartbeat. Over 90 years, he shall recover his intellect. Over nine years, he shall recover his power. And over nine days, he shall recover the world… Hope this just ain’t some shitty fairy tale. Oops, shouldn’t cuss during a prayer.”
He rises back to his feet, looking at his hands and nods. Dominic enters this forest as a broken man and while it would be neat to imagine what will come out of it will be unknown, that just isn’t the reality of the situation. What will exit this forest will be a true Quincy, one that would make even the great Yhwach proud.
