

Ulquihime: ClosestUlquiorra lied motionless, bathing in his own blood. His vision was blurry, fading into darkness. He felt a numbing overcome his long, rail-thin body, driving his senses into madness. He let Hueco Mundo down, he let his creator and lord Aizen and the rest of the Espada Guard down. His duty to protect the Las Noches castle suddenly became all in vain. He failed. Life was something he no longer deserved to have. The Espada let death ravange him, letting himself turn to ash. Suddenly, a sweet, floral perfume flew up his barely breathing nostrils. A blinding bright light made his pupils grow large. A beautiful, redheaded woman, cloaked in aUlquihime: Closest
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*DING!
(BURN!)>
*flash of lighting*
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Before you mock a man, walk a mile in his shoes. In that way when you mock him, you are a mile away, and you have his shoes.
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Before you mock a man, walk a mile in his shoes. In that way when you mock him, you are a mile away, and you have his shoes.
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Before you mock a man, walk a mile in his shoes. In that way when you mock him, you are a mile away, and you have his shoes.
He be there
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Before you mock a man, walk a mile in his shoes. In that way when you mock him, you are a mile away, and you have his shoes.
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Time is the death and the healing.
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Before you mock a man, walk a mile in his shoes. In that way when you mock him, you are a mile away, and you have his shoes.
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