To Have No Name…
As Yachiru watches her old friend leap into action against the ludicrously vast meteorite collapsing onto Seireitei, she begins to reminisce on the day she first met him.
Both of them were without an identity, two kindred souls who didn’t even have a name to go by in a mad world of bloodshed and depravity.
Although they’d long since found names for themselves, the pain of being no one was something that still haunts them; especially for Ken who carried a nameless sword that he wished to know.
Now he can finally carry his sword with the pride of that knowledge.













