A little fastforwarding. (One week)

Things got intense after that little session and I don’t mean that the fun way. After we had come back Soifon made me fight the vize-captain. Omaeda might be an idiot but he was also way stronger than me so I did little more than run. I guess Soifon would have had about 200 things to scream at me about, but as the Knight had warned me all my combat actions seemed absolutely normal.

So on the next day I hid the right earring in my apartment. I doubted that somebody would actually break in, but with items of that power caution was heavily advised.

The next five days followed the same pattern. I would follow a training regimen Soifon had drafted herself to fit my personally and then meditate in the dark basement room. Both of these activities were unsupervised but because I followed the instructions with my usual discipline the training would leave me bodily exhausted while the knight would make sure my spirit was on the edge of breaking.

My Zanpakuto had a serious knack for torturing me. Each and every day I would stand before the castle gates and get a mission from him and each and every day I delivered. I guess he was testing my patience. To my surprise he had nothing to say about me altering reality again, when I asked he simply stated, “That’s a topic for another time.” And point me into the direction of the next quest he created.

The contents of these quests varied but they all had the central theme of my live: War. Sometimes I had organize a riot to free the lands of enemy armies. Other times I had to put down said riot. Same with actual battles, the Knight would recreate scenes from my memories and put me into different places in the command chain of different armies.

At the end of the week I had been conqueror, freedom fighter, bandit, soldier, general and everything in between.

Afterwards Soifon would guide me into one several training grounds with different terrain and put me against someone of the higher ranks. Most of the time I stood no chance, especially when she called Omaeda in, but I learned a lot about fighting opponents with different fighting styles.

Unlike the first day Soifon would regularly stop the fight and yell at me for stupid mistakes. It was hard but I the improvements I made were incredible.

On the last day of the week I had become stronger, faster and vastly improved in techniques, I even learnt Shunpo, although Soifon called it ‘incredibly sloppy’. But the situation with my Zanpakuto had barely improved.