"I wonder if your Inner World is ' in reverse ' as well."
“Well, that’s kinda my whole schtick, ain’t it?”
A pause. His Inner World is something personal, something he’s hesitant to discuss, but he also wonders if the zanpakuto spirit before him would take a dismissal as an invitation to see for himself. He’s got enough voices in his head without Muramasa coming and stirring things up, thank you very much.
“Yeah, sorta. It’s hard to explain, y’know, but the whole thing’s like bein’ trapped in my shikai. Try ‘n go one way ‘n you end up doin’ the opposite.”
It had taken him a while to get used to, had contributed to the reason his bankai was such a bitch to achieve. He’d spent long hours sparring against his Sakanade, trying to adjust to a world where everything was wrong. But it’s a useful ability, and one he wouldn’t trade for the world.
