7-3 The Undead

Damn you to hell!

Aw, calm down. It's simple, really. There's nothing my sword can't cut through.

Yes, you're right. That is simple.

You can multiply yourself to infinity. It's not gonna change a damn thing!

That's where you're wrong. If there's nothing you can't cut...

...then I'll kill you with something without form! You will die in the nothingness of outer space!

Huh?

You didn't forget to harden your body, did ya? Now what?

In-credible... What a monster you are. Well, fine then. In that case, all I have to do is imagine that I'm stronger than you are!

(I want to win!)

(I want to win! I want to win!)

(For the first time in my life, I want to beat someone.)

I will defeat you and prove my strength!

I will prove my strength to you!

Your imagination ran away with you. You made me a monster in your own mind.

It was the monster you created that just killed you, you stupid little fool.

No, you're wrong, Kenpachi Zaraki.

My imagination was accurate. All too accurate, in fact...

I was able to correctly imagine the full extent of your powers.

But I overlooked something. The one thing that I didn't realize was that the only body capable of withstanding those powers of yours, was your own.

It wasn't my power of imagination that lost to you. It was this body of mine.

No. No excuses. Oh, but damn it!

I so wanted to win!

What in the hell is that thing?

I told you... I said I wouldn't need even one finger to kill you, only what's inside my head.

Even this body of mine is a product of my imagination. It's like I said... I didn't have to use a single finger against you, did I?

Although, it looks like im the one who's dying.

Ah. It seems like my imagination has reached its limit.

It's going to be sad imagining what lies ahead, a world in which I can no longer imagine anything.