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Just as there an immersible number of futures.

So too are there an infinite number of realties.

And among those realities laid an alternate path.

That forever change the course of its fate.

Thus creating a mirror reflection.

Of what such a reality can be.

Ichigo awoken with a start.

Be it instinct or be it or a sudden jolt of the nerves. He felt an urge to rise up from his bed.

And when he did, he immediately notice something was wrong.

It looked like his room. But at the same time, it was not. It had the same white wall paper and same wooden floor.

But his bed looked much cleaner and larger. His furniture and its design as a whole looked far fancier and overall bigger.

Kurosaki then narrowed his eyes in concern and alertness.

'So, someone tried to kidnapped me huh...strange I should have at least felt their spiritual power or maybe all the down time I had since the war has made my senses dull...dammit. I honestly don't anymore given all this this bullshit happening in my life now.'

He thought to himself bitterly as he then went to the bathroom to check himself in the mirror. For if he really was kidnaped against his will he might as freshen himself up a bit before busting himself out.

But when he looked at himself, he was even more shock at what saw. It was not just his room that looked different...But himself as well.

Kurosaki's orange hair, was longer, similar in length like it was after his training in the dangai. except his sideburns were gone. Did he slept so long that his locks grew back and if so how long?

As the human soul reaper continued to pondered these questions a voice called out to him.

'Ichigo, you are going to be late. You don't want to receive a mean schooling from your superiors, do you?'

Kurosaki then winded eyes in complete utter shock. His mind going completely blank upon hearing that voice.

A voice should no longer be heard.

A voice that should have all been nothing more than a memory.

A voice...that he had not heard since he was a child.

'It... can't be' He muttered shakily, almost wanting to ignore the voice. To dismiss it as nothing then a cruel trick of the mind, a result of his own dreariness by getting out of bed too early. But even so, he had to confirmed it with his own eyes. So Kurosaki with a deep breath, slowly walked down stairs and to the Kitchen.

And what he saw confirmed it all, his ears did not deceive him.

It was his Mother Masaki Kurosaki alive and well. Her brown hair tied into a bun and dressed in a simple blue dress and white shirt...the same ones that she wore when he was a kid all those years ago.

The women then looked at her son. As Ichigo continued to widen his eyes sure disbelief, fear and complete and absolute incomprehension of what he was witnessing.

The women then looked her son with worry.

'Kurosaki...is there something wrong?'

She asked innocently enough and Ichigo knew that that simply saying yes would not begin to cover it.

His mother was gone. Killed by grand-fisher because Yhwach took her powers at the last second and if her soul wasn't destroyed by the hollow poisoning. She would have been in the Rugunkgi district dwelling among millions if not billions of souls within the soul society.

Not...in the kitchen fixing breakfast. Like her death never happen.

'Kurosaki...?' She repeated again and Ichigo decided to give an answer.

"I...am find' he lied but in all honestly he just doesn't feel like lashing right now. Not in front of his mother at least.

'Just give me a minute' Kurosaki said hastily as he then went back upstairs to his bathroom, for privacy.

Ichigo took in a deep steady breath as he tried stop himself from hyperventilating. This whole situation just went from bizarre to outright mind-fuckery. He did not know if this was some cruel trick made by another bad guy. Or just simply a bizarre dream.

Or hell maybe both.

As Ichigo continued to pondered. He then decided to stretch out his spiritual senses. To determine how many where in this location and exactly what he was facing off against.

But what he had sense only gave him even more questions.

The spiritual pressures were of that of quinces and they to have populated the entire town. Along with his mother, yet at the same time it felt...different.

He didn't know how else to describe it. In many ways it was similar to Uyru's or the spiritual pressure of the quinces from the Wanderreich. Yet at the same seemed like a polar opposite of it. But of what he had no idea.

Ichigo then took in another heavy sigh. Whatever place he was in or whatever reasons for why would anyone place here...he was not going to find that out if all he does moping himself in the bathroom.

The young soul reaper then got himself from the bathroom and confronted his supposed mother again.

Masaki then perked at seeing her son again. 'Ichigo are you alright? You seemed very disturbed...you didn't had a bad dream did you?'

Ichigo then remain quit for a moment before coming up with a plan in his head.

'Alright...I will play along for now and try not to ask too many questions. If only to know exactly what I have gotten myself into' Kurosaki though to himself, while keeping a steady face.

'Uh...yeah...a bad nightmare that was...it.' He spoke nervously. Hoping his subpar acting was on point.

'So... what exactly I'm supposed to do today again.

Masaski then eyed her for a bit with a bit of amusement. 'Bad nightmare and now a bit of forgetfulness...Ichigo. If I didn't know any better I say you were trying to skip out on work'

Kurosaki then uneasily shrugged. As he tried his best to maintain his cover. 'Lets just say, I have a lot on my mind lately and I just want to get up on to speed'

The older Kurosaki then looked at him for a moment and gently nodded her head in understanding. Before smiling back. 'I know, you must have a lot on you mind right now. With everything you have went through I can imagined. With defending the town from the hollow raids, working with the Holy Order ( Ichigo's eyes then winded at hearing that)...and dealing with his majesty' her mood then turns sadly.

'It must be a lot to handle for a young man like you' Masaski then went back to happy as she then tenderly grasp hold of both of her son's hands. 'But I know that you can handle all that with no worriers. Just like how I raised you.

Kurosaki's heart then skipped as he felt the warmth of his mothers' hands...it was the same warmth and love he felt when he was kid. Whenever he gotten upset, she hugged him and all the despair and pain that plagued his heart just disappeared and right now even all his worries and doubts also seem to fade away. That everything that he felt right now really was just a dream.

...But he knew better.

Kurosaki then shut down the warm feelings in his heart, refocus on his plan and began to take in everything that she just said.

'So not only is...Mom alive but also Yhwach too...this is just getting weirder and weirder and apparently I also have some sort of relationship to him as well...though I'm still fighting hollows...but why did she call them raids?' He pondered and narrowed his eyes in concentration.

'Well just want to let you know I am over it. So, tell me what my schedule is?'

Masaiki then hummed giggled in approval. 'Okay then, well you have a mission at 9:00 a.m today in scouting out hollows. You have a meeting with some of your friends and of course you have some important business in soul society with his majesty. So be sure to dress up by then. I will be making breakfast in the meantime so chop chop' she explains and finished with a double clap.

Ichigo couldn't help but chuckle at that...for despite being a supposed impostor...her acting is on point. Ichigo then walked up to his room and then to his closet and within was a uniform.

A Quincy's uniform.

Its design was a similar Uryu's only that it had a black cloak over it that several straps strapping it together similar to his fullbring bankai. On his left side of shoulder, it had a blue strip outline. While having a white tuft of hair on its right shoulder and its own line curving down around it.

Kurosaki then put on the outfit on and then looked at himself in the mirror.

And it was like seeing a mirror reflection of himself.

'So... this is how I look as a Quincy huh? Got to admit it looks pretty slick if anything else' The soul reaper said to himself as continued to fasten his selves and then looked at the black Quincy cross in his hands. Ichigo then lowered his head in the floor. As sobering thoughts cloud his mind.

'I... don't really know what is going on and I don't even know how If I can pretend into to be someone else. I am not even sure if this is a dream or not...or if I'm another pawn in someone's game's or not.' He then closed his eyes...erased all forms of doubt inside of himself.

'But even so I have to keep moving forward'

And with that Kurosaki Ichigo, now impersonating a Quincy version of himself. Went down stairs to enjoy breakfast with an alternate version of his mother.

So here is the first chapter of Bleach the path of the five kings.

Consider this story more of a one shot that might continue in a nearby future as work on other projects.

Till next time.