Right my honeys, this is last of Consort To The Three Kings. I know it's short, only a few thousand words but it's the ending that serves as the beginning of Soul Ignition: Consorts To The Triplet Kings. The true Prologue of Soul Ignition will be much longer that this and it'll probably be posted in a few weeks when I sit down to put everything together again. I want to say thank you for everyone who's stuck with me through this story, I really do hope that you enjoyed it. And thank you for all your encouraging reviews, I really do appreciate every single one of them.

There's a lot more to come, and always remember...Soul Society is evil in this; I'll be working in a lot of characters from the newer parts of Bleach so if you've not read it, then Soul Ignition may not make much sense to you. Also new allies will be making an appearance just as Soul Society will pick up in their menacing presence. There will be politics involved, Hueco Mundo is a certifiable kingdom just as is Soul Society and the Wandenreich. And so will the violence and plot intricacies.

But my pairing will stay the same, only with Mugetsu added into the mix. It looks like this officially:

Hichigo x Ichiru x Ichigo x Mugetsu x Ryuu

So, there you have it my honeys. Consort To The Three Kings is officially complete. Remember to look out for its Sequel:

Soul Ignition: Consorts To The Triplet Kings

It'll be posted in a while. Please enjoy the last bit of this story for now, I'll meet you at the end of the chapter.

Epilogue: The Emperor Of Obscurity

The darkened shadows of the eternal night was flowing steadily across the domed structure of Las Noches, capturing the Kingdom of Hueco Mundo in a haunting and obscure light where its menacing presence stood a testament to the ruling trio that had upheld its walls for a little more than three hundred years. Nothing could shake the foundations that held it stable, though. The seven souls: Three Kings, Two Consorts and Two Zanpactō Souls, the eternal protectors of the Hollow Realm, as it became their home for an eternity that was stretching out in front of them. It was a catalyst of the night, the citadel of fallen souls...Hell...but upon its rightful throne was seated the purest of hearts and gentlest of beings. It was the exact opposite of Soul Society's Seireitei. There was no light here, only a desolate plane that stretched into nothingness beyond the walls of its imposing palace. Startling white spires were reaching for the black heavens, a howling wind whipping across sandy planes as a single crescent moon illuminated a great structure that was rising from the ashes of despair to carefully construct the central light of hope in this immortally dark world.

And its hope was bright. The purity of the one soul that had created the entire structure and dynamic of this world, was the one that was now its eternal King. Of that, there could be no doubt. Hueco Mundo may have been the most despaired plane in the entirety of existence, housing the Hollow souls of fallen humans, but its eternal King was an infinite glimmer of hope that stood proud to protect all those falling under their rule. It wasn't as simple as that though; for the enemies who were baffled by the dynamic of its Kings and Consorts, Hueco Mundo was a threat that had to be contained and sealed away in death. However, for a single soul that had been cast into shadows darker than this realm and sealed away from the flow of reality for almost a thousand years, it was a place that housed an infinite opportunity for an unbreakable alliance. It was an invaluable asset to use to his advantage just as it was the eternal home of the one being that was already tied to the influence of his blood. There was a deadly grin of satisfaction curling across pale lips, dark eyes scanning the imposing structure in front of him before he tipped his head back to observe the eternal night that was spread above him so commandingly.

A flowing cloak of crimson was dancing in the wind, wreathing a tall frame in a colour deeper than blood as dark brown locks reached for the dip in the ancient being's spine. Black booted feet were shifting across moonlit sand absently, an array of intricate gold buttons becoming the prelude to an elaborate white uniform that was settled imposingly around his form. Sharp eyes were taking in every detail that they could, strained senses searching for the strange soul that he had felt the moment of its birth three-hundred-and-forty-seven years ago and then repeated again sixteen years before. It was a strange occurrence for a reincarnation to be repeated so perfectly. A single soul should never transverse the world twice in such close proximity, fate was programmed to prevent it and it was an achievement that should be all but impossible for any being that was not a god. For a being that was not a god like him or the forgotten and sleeping god that sat upon the Reiou's throne. Yhwach was decidedly intrigued by this being, by the one soul that burned so brightly in the darkness despite the ugly Shinigami and overwhelming Hollow taint that was running through his blood.

But 'he' was undeniably one of his sons. Kurosaki Ichigo may have been born into the darkness of the world but there was no doubt that the purity of a Quincy inheritance was running through his veins. An inheritance that was sleeping as soundly as the dead, an inheritance that Yhwach, the Quincy Emperor, would awaken without second thought. Abruptly dragged from the encompassing flow of his thoughts when a cloaked figure moved ahead of him, the proclaimed Heika marked the place in Las Noches where he could feel that pulsing reiatsu so overwhelmingly. A flicker of blonde had invaded his vision, pale blue eyes gazing at him in apathy before his second in command turned his attention in the direction that the Quincy Emperor was walking towards leisurely. Haschwalth hadn't said much over the last few minutes, leaving his Heika to his thoughts until the dark haired being was ready to step into the depths of Hueco Mundo's large palace himself. When Yhwach was caught up in the depths of his thoughts, it was never a good idea to interrupt the King with unnecessary words and distractions...especially not so soon after leaving the Silbern Fortress (1*)when Yhwach could not spend more than four hours outside of the Shatten Bereich (2*) whilst still recovering the last of his powers.

The air in this world was thick with floating reishi, swirling restlessly around their forms as it became an increase to their power and a perfect way to amplify their presence if it was not being concealed so carefully. But they were sealing their reiatsu from detection for now, Yhwach didn't want to draw attention from any unwanted beings. They had only one goal after all, and that was to make contact with the Three Kings' Consort; Kurosaki Ichigo. They weren't here to start a war, they were here to open a mutually beneficial alliance for both of their sides.

'Tell me again, Haschwalth, the dynamics of this Ruling Five you keep talking about.'

'Yes, Heika.'

'They are essentially five separate beings moulded from one soul, Your Majesty. From what I could find in Seireitei's extensive records, three of them take on the appearance of the Original Soul, Kurosaki Ichigo. They only have a few notable markers to tell them apart, the Triplet Kings becoming a strange mirror image of their Consort and Beloved; Kurosaki Ichigo. The Original Soul, he possesses orange hair and brown eyes as opposed to the Kings' white hair and Hollow reflective eyes. Make no mistake though, Heika, each one of them have the exact same range of power and influence. And it is considered exceedingly vast, much more so than any normal Shinigami Captain out there. It is said that it can double inherently when they tie their powers by fusing both the Hollow and Shinigami influence that makes up a large part of Kurosaki Ichigo's power. There is also not one of them, but five separate beings that are linked to one soul that keeps them together.'

'They make up the Ruling Kings of this realm but the fifth soul, Heika, is rarely seen because he is only called out to battle when his presence is needed. As the tangible form of Kurosaki Ichigo's Zanpactō, Zangetsu or the Old Man in Black as the Shinigami refer to him, is a last resort that cannot travel into this world unless his Master calls upon his presence specifically. ' Listening intently to every word that was being spoken, the dark haired being nodded absently as a flowing cloak of shadows moved to bend over his form protectively. It was time that he finally met the beings that he had been hearing about since regaining his intellect ninety years ago. The last of the Quincies may have had many files on the Three Kings of Hueco Mundo but their Consort and the real influence that he held over all of them, was rarely known by anyone. It was better after all, to steal information from a source that a hated enemy had collected over the last three hundred years. Yamamoto Genryuusai was known for his diligence in that aspect, never to leave out the tiniest detail should it afford him an advantage over his opponents.

But now, it had created an opening for Seireitei's most dangerous enemy that they hadn't even know was unsealed and had awoken at the call of fate once more. It never ceased to fascinate Yhwach's thoughts though, the intricacies of five souls bound so closely together. That was a mimic of his power, a power that should only be passed on to the soul that he deemed worthy as an Heir...

'It seems that the luck in this thousand year war has turned in our favour, Haschwalth. Keep your vigilance, 'B', we'll be facing four beings on a level higher than a Shinigami Captain. But from what I can sense, there's already five present in the palace. I have an inkling that Seireitei has tried to make their mark upon the youngest born soul already, so that means his Kings are going to be wary of any unknown intruders or unexpected guests. Let me make this clear, Haschwalth, no matter what the situation, we are dealing with beings that are both Shinigami and Hollow. Both beings that we Quincy are known to hate and have destroyed many of before. However, the alliance with this realm is of utmost importance...without it we may invite the ire of an existence that I'd rather not tempt at all. Three dragons, a crown and a sword is not something to play with arbitrarily. Something tells me that their crest isn't just for show.'

'They will never trust those who seek to destroy the innocence first, so we will offer them something that they simply cannot refuse...the head of Seireitei's Soutaicho as well as a placement in our ranks that will be beneficial for both of our races. It's time to put our own past behind us and move forward, Haschwalth. Our eternal hatred of their kind is going to have to disappear in the wake of this alliance and they in turn will offer me a chance to mark their Consort as the Quincy's Prinz der Nacht (3*).'

Tsuzuki (4*)

1* - Silbern Fortress – The Wandenreich's Fortress, it means 'Silver' in German

2* - Shatten Bereich – The Shadow Territory

3* - Prinz der Nacht – Prince of the Night, mimicking the way that Ishida Uryuu is referred to as the 'Prinz Von Licht'. The Prince of the Light, only Ichigo is born into darkness so he's the Prince of the Night instead.

4* - Tsuzuki - To Be Continued

Right, there you have it all my honeys. It's been a chaotic ride but I'm glad that it's done now. I'll see you soon on the other side of this story, I really do hope that it was enjoyable up untill now. I'd like to say a thank you to everyone who has reviewed and offered me their support, I can only hope to hear from you again soon. Nothing makes my day as knowing I can bring a little enjoyment into yours lives as much as this story means to mine.

Until my next update, I thank you all as I bow my way out of this one. It is finally a completed project that can be continued in a short while.

Yours Always

Chocolate Carnival