"…" the eerie silence settling in, the two were currently at peace with each other.
"I won't." Harribel nightly stated, feeling such thoughts were clumsy.
What was the point of saving Darwin in his Perdicion form even for if she did such a thing.
"I was stubborn." Harribel loosened her gaze, staring at the thin wooden walls.
"I—" Stopping her mid sentence, Darwin consoles with a grim expression, "It wasn't your fault. I was the killer, the blood stains my hands till this day… unwashed."
"Darw—"
"I don't make empty promises." Turning his head to meet her gaze, he continued,
"I will try to revive them." Darwin gave a light-hearted smile, lowering the tensed mood.
Noticing the sincere expression Darwin was giving off, Harribel couldn't help but chuckle, brushing off her past grievances.
She also notices the injuries that Darwin was carrying.
"Your arm…" She analyses, concern smearing her expression.
"It's okay. It's a small problem I can resolve myself." He taps Harribel's shoulder out of fondness and appreciation.
The mood eases, the night was warmer than usual.
In the middle of the night, Darwin felt something warm and cuddly within his embrace. Their smooth skin brushes across his, taking his mind to new lands. The new and boiling sensations courses through his veins, making his sleep ever more pleasant.
But, there were times when it wasn't so smooth, it was rock hard. He felt a brick wall was covering this smooth creature.
—-
—[Underground Site]—
"My morning was a little off today." Darwin yawns, his new human tendencies are revealing.
Harribel stands somewhere further, unresponsive and poker.
"It's seem you are adapting to human traits, Darwin." Urahara then begins addressing his ideas, "Let's start with imprinting your soul upon that Asauchi."
Darwin begins sitting in a lotus position, he grabs the Asauchi with two hands, reeling it in towards his chest. He then closes his eyes, entering in a new dimension.
"It's bright…"
Channeling his Reishi upon this sword, the process was a lot smoother and faster than usual.
"It's seem to look like a crown…"
When the golden crown formed, there was a big two handed blade floating right next to it in his mind.
"A Greatsword is floating next to the crown…"
Urahara felt intrigued by the anomaly, Darwin. He was creating a new light with his sword.
But then all of a sudden, the entire site explodes with a golden light, blinding everybody within its radius.
Darwin felt the sword was much heavier, thicker and deadlier.
"This—?" Urahara flabbergasted, he didn't know what would arise if someone like Darwin, a hybrid would do with an Asauchi.
"…"
"That was really fast. An Asauchi would take time to bond. Forming that spiritual connection would take months or perhaps years." Urahara clapping his hands, congratulating Darwin's success.
"Is there multiple stages to this?" Darwin asked, curiosity appearing within his child-like eyes.
"Yes. But…"
'Will he survive the three day bankai?' Urahara ponders, he then realises that he has time,'Nah… it's too soon… no need to rush.'
Urahara closes in on Darwin, analysing the blade with acute and meticulous eyes.
"It looks more like the base form. It hasn't reached Shikai yet." Urahara laughs, signifying the monstrous talent, Darwin, is showcasing.
"Urahara. I appreciate what you have done for me. I think I've been in the Human World for far too long." Darwin gazes to the ceiling, his mind mixed with emotions, lingering attachments.
"…I see." Urahara smiles, holding his bucket hat low, "It's time for you to go back to your origins."
Actively listening and observing, Harribel strides towards Darwin, understanding his downcasted expression.
"Do you remember something Darwin?" Harribel asked, thinking his decision was quite abrupt.
"Yes… I remembered that I don't belong here. My teacher, Mies, helped me remember my mission."
"I think I am strong enough." He gripped his hand with firmness, confidence oozing out of the instances he had till now.
"I'm going to focus on my goals, my friend." Darwin opens up Garganta, Harribel tagging along.
Urahara frantically waves, "Take care, my friend. Come meet me sometime."
"I'm in your debt. Let me know when you will use it." Darwin waves back, then, he and Harribel whisks away with warping sounds and distorting of air.
—-
—[Hueco Mundo: Menos Forest]—
Stepping outside the Garganta, Harribel was the first to speak, asking, "So what is your next step?"
"…Probably speaking to my teacher." Darwin announced, wanting closure for his next few steps yet again from his wise words.
"Mies De Beur… The only thing I remember encountering him was that he was sophiscated and strong." Taking a peek at her long and forgotten memories, Harribel contemplates whether this decision was right for Darwin.
"Harribel… I know this may seem a little unpleasant. But…"
The words that were about to come out of his mouth were heavy, he hesistated.
"You want to part ways for now?" Harribel asked, understanding Darwin's previous attitude and way of life.
"After realising Hollow nature to a certain extend, Mies seems a tad mysterious."
He asserted, lifting the big and heavy blade and resting upon his shoulder.
"Alright. Come meet me at my place whenever you feel like it." Harribel disappears, prompting Darwin to move forward without a problem.
'I have a feeling that Mies' mission in taking over Las Noches right after becoming an Adjucha is synonymous to wanting me dead.' He inferred, placing his hopes that it wasn't what he had thought just now.
Kicking the dust beneath his feet, he dashes towards the south of Menos Forest.
"It's been a long time since I met the gang. Ronny, Muscles, Delina, and what is the Owl's name again?" Scratching his head in silent frustration.
"Oh well… Let's just see if they are there when I get to the encampment."
In his journey towards the encampment, many Hollows appear, lusting for his blood.
Darwin doesn't bat an eye, swinging his Greatsword with ease, cutting their bodies like onions.
As he closes in on the nostalgic encampment with its blazing purple campfire, he gave a quiet laughter.
"I see only Mies… Where are the others?" He thought, something not adding up.