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Game of Life	By : DWizzy91 Category: Bleach > General Views: 23623 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 6
Disclaimer: Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach. I make no money from this work of fanfiction.

Chapter List
- 1-Your Princess is in Another Castle
- 2-Welcome to Karakura. Ichigo Likes Swords
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AN: Well, here’s the second chapter! I really did want to get this out sooner, but life is a hassle at times. However, I’m proud to announce that this is some of my favorite work I’ve ever produced. And with a good segue into the next chapter too, so bonus as far as I’m concerned. :D And now, before I let rip with the chapter, I’m going to reply to the wonderful reviews I got for the last chapter. Seriously, I love you guys. :D
@Kojoe92: Thanks! I really love the idea of someone’s life being a videogame and while I apologize for this update not being fast, I will try to keep to a reasonably regular posting schedule.

@Anon: For Zanjutsu, I know it’s not much of a boost. That’s kinda the whole joke. Kenpachi and Berserker Ichigo are already such beasts they don’t need a massive boost to do better. Thanks for the correction regarding the name of the Soul Reaper’s Hoho. And don’t worry; I don’t plan to abandon this. :D

@Xager: Thank you very much for the suggestion! I’m definitely snagging that and using it (though credit will most certainly be given.)

@donovan: Here ya go! :D
Game of Life

Chapter 2: Welcome to Karakura. Ichigo Likes Swords
Ichigo turned and, sure enough, there was Rukia; she moved in through the wall and then started walking forward to the center of the room, “It’s close.” She murmured, exactly as last time.

While he wanted to mess with her, Ichigo quickly remembered that he had the option to pause his game world and he wanted to freaking save his file this time, ‘Last thing I need is to die again and not have saved.’ He bemoaned mentally, before he took a deep breath, “Pause!” He shouted and gaped as everything went grey-scale and froze before him, from the flutter of Rukia’s Shihakuso to the ticking hands of his clock. Of course, he didn’t have time to experiment with this time stop before a menu appeared in front of him with five small Soul Candy pills floated down, each with gold text:
Status

Save Game

Load Game

Return to Game

Return to Model Selection
He sighed, “Ok, so apparently the computer was right and I wasn’t just hallucinating as I died...” He mused, before tapping the Save Game Soul Candy.

Saving: Appeared on the screen, with a bouncing Kon face next to it.

“Oh, you’ve got to be kidding me. He’s the mascot of this game?” Ichigo growled in annoyance. “Why does every RPG-like game feel the need to have at least one cutesy character?”

Curious, he tapped the Status Soul Candy, and watched as it brought up the specifications of his current model:
Skilled Ichigo-Stats:

Endurance-8500(Specialty Point*-Reiatsu Barrier)

Kido-3500

Zanjutsu-5500

Hakuda-6500

Hoho-6000

Reiatsu Amount-8500

Reiatsu Control-3000(Specialty Point*-Kido Reflection)

Luck-2500
Underneath that floated the words Level Up, but unlike the gold words on the menu screen, the words were greyed out. Further under the words was a bar that was empty, which read on the side:

Experience Bar: 0/1000 points
“Well, at least now I know where to go when I need to level up.” Ichigo mused before he exited that screen and returned to the main pause screen. He was just about to hit Return to Game when he remembered Rukia was standing in the middle of his room. Moving to be behind her, he smirked and tapped the Soul Candy.

Rubbing his hands together in glee, Ichigo moved behind her and leaned down, “What’s close?” He asked. Rukia jumped backward away from him with a start, landing in a heap on the floor, “Oh that was great! You should see the look on your face!” He chortled.

“You…can see me?” She asked in shock.

“Of course I can see you, idiot. I’ve been able to see ghosts for years.”

Rukia shook her head, “I’m no regular ghost…I’m a Soul Reaper!”

“Uh-huh…and do the Soul Reapers commonly hire preteens?” Ichigo said with a smirk, hoping to get Rukia’s dander to rise as he so often had in the previous world.

“P-preteens?!” Rukia shrieked, her eyes flashing in anger, “You arrogant fool! While I may look to be around your age, I have lived fifteen of your lifetimes!”

Ichigo rolled his eyes, “Give me a break, who wrote this cheesy dialogue?” He whispered to himself, bemused.

“Player has query?” Rukia suddenly said in the voice of the Computer, her eyes blanked over.

“Whoa! What…how are you here?”

“If Player asks a question regarding details that are to be kept between he and myself, such as the details about the creation of the game, I take temporary control of the surrounding beings. Think of me as merely overlaying my consciousness over theirs.”

“…Then…is everyone I know?” Ichigo asked in concern.

“No, Player. Everyone you know IS real.” The Computer interrupted his fearful assumption. “The existence of your life as a game is merely an addition to the life you would normally have lived, allowing you to experience different versions of the same life or, if you get certain advanced forms, different lives altogether.”

Ichigo sighed, “Ok, let’s not get maudlin here.” He said to himself. “I do have a few questions about this. The people I met in my previous file…will I meet them the same way this time?”

“Possibly, but each Model has the characters assigned to random factions. This Model has two in common with the Basic Model, however.”

“…Which two?”

“Rukia Kuchiki, for your first introduction into the Spiritual World and Uryu Ishida, for your primary rival.”

“And everyone else is completely randomized?”

The Computer nodded, Rukia’s hair bobbing ever so slightly. “Correct. You might very well find Orihime Inque amongst the Arrancar, Yasutora “Chad” Sado amongst the Soul Reapers or even Byakuya Kuchiki amongst your inner circle.”

Ichigo’s twitching eyebrow at that could be mistaken for a centipede on amphetamines, “…I could have…Byakuya Kuchiki…take the place Chad had in my previous file?!”

“Correct.”

“I don’t even want to imagine that…for at least the next few files.” Ichigo replied glibly. “What about people whom I didn’t met before at all? Someone who, for whatever reason, I didn’t get to know last time?”

“There are indeed a few individuals you didn’t meet last time. However, the fair majority of them are secret and must be unlocked. The only hint I can give for one is that you might want to explore Soul Society a bit more this time once you get there.”

“Alright, I only have one more question…but before I ask what it is, swear you won’t tell anyone.”

Though her eyes were blank, he swore he saw a hint of exasperation and amusement in them. “Player, I quite literally cannot tell another person. I can only communicate with you.”

“Right. Ok then, tell me this…what stats constitute my abilities in the field of…physical interactions other than fighting?”

“Player must clarify query.”

‘…She knows damn well what I mean, but she’s mocking me…’

“For…interactions of a more…intimate nature?” Ichigo tried.

The Computer merely smirked with Rukia’s form, “Player must clarify query further.” It said, her tone almost daring him.

“Oh, come on! You know damn well what I’m referring to, why are you being difficult?! Sex, dammit! I want to know what stats constitute my abilities in the field of sexual interaction!”

“…Was that truly so hard to say?” She teased.

“Agh!”

Before he could build into a more furious lather, the Computer lifted Rukia’s arm and closed his jaw shut gently but firmly. “To answer your bellowed query, the statistics which control such abilities are hidden from your knowledge until you have engaged in at least one form of sexual activity with at least one participant besides yourself.”

“Wait, so you’re saying that each model has a second set of stats reserved solely for sex?”

“Correct.”

Ichigo couldn’t help but face-palm at the implications alone. “Alright, then I think that’s it for questions.” He replied, “Gotta get this plot-line moving somehow.”

“Indeed. Hopefully this time, you won’t get by constantly losing fights and nearly dying before being saved by your more skilled allies.” The Computer said playfully.

‘…Damn Computer…’ He thought in annoyance as she moved Rukia’s body back into position before leaving her, Rukia’s eyes brightening to sentience once more. “Alright…” He began once he saw her eyes clear back up, “What exactly is a Soul Reaper?”

“Well, it’s like this…” Rukia began, as she pulled out an artist pad and pencil out of nowhere and began to draw on it, “Normal human souls ordinarily pass onto what we call Soul Society when they die and after some time there, are reincarnated. Souls with a certain amount of Reiatsu, or Spiritual Energy, can enlist into the Soul Reapers. However, some souls, we call them Wholes, stay here in the Human World for one reason or another and if they take too long to pass on, can transform into monsters called Hollows. Terrible beasts that consume human souls to fill the void in their own form…” Rukia explained, as she continued to rapidly move the pencil and draw. “It’s the job of a Soul Reaper to slay Hollows, thereby purifying them and all of the souls they have consumed and perform a process called Konso on the Wholes to allow them to pass to Soul Society.” She turned around the pad and as Ichigo expected, there was a visual representation of the process represented by bunnies. “Any questions?”

“Yeah, why do your drawings suck so bad?” He inquired with a small smirk. Oh, he knew what was about to happen, but he stood by his opinion that Rukia’s drawings were very bad. As her eyebrow twitched and she opened her mouth to retort, he interrupted her, “Not to mention, it’s a hell of a difficult story to swallow. That said, I do believe you for some reason. So, you’re saying there’s one of those creatures around here?”

Rukia blinked, clearly having been expecting some form of resistance and also startled from having her retort stopped before she nodded, “Yes, I detected a Hollow near this home, but I’ve been unable to track its exact location. Something is blocking me from sensing its Reiatsu.”

‘That something being me.’ Ichigo mused with a small grin, before realization hit, “Wait…my sisters are here! If this thing…”

“I-ichi…”

Ichigo turned in horror as Karin had crawled up to be at his door. Her form was battered and bruised, her eyes wet with tears from the pain. Despite knowing this would happen, it didn’t make seeing his sister like this any easier. However, something did dull the pain slightly…and that was a mixture of confusion and anger. Either he was seeing things(which at this point, he wasn’t 100% sure he wasn’t.) or the game seemed to have suddenly really updated its graphics temporarily. It wasn’t a massive shift since Rukia had looked just fine before and now only looked more…shiny, he supposed. Where before her uniform and hair had been the solid black they were, now they seemed to shimmer in the light from his room as did Karin’s hair.

“…Oh, for the love of Zangetsu.” Ichigo bemoaned, “This…this is a…”

“Cutscene, yes.” The Computer’s voice suddenly said from nowhere. Apparently, she couldn’t possess people he knew during cutscenes but she could still talk to him for purposes of information and irritation.

“Argh! Why? Nobody likes cutscenes except for the people who haven’t seen the story before…and I have! It’s my damn life!”

“I am aware of that, Player. However, this is the way the game is programmed, so complaining about it is a waste of your and my time. If it’s any consolation, there are only two cutscenes in the entirety of the game, this one and one at the end when you beat the game. Everything else is rendered in system and fully capable of being interactive.”

“Well, woopity-freaking-doo.” Ichigo snarked before sighing, “Is there a way to skip the cutscene?”

“You can. Does Player wish to skip cutscene?”

“Yes, please!”

“Very well; skipping cutscene.” The Computer replied.

Ichigo sighed in relief, only for it to be cut short. Unfortunately, he had failed to realize something; by skipping the cutscene, he had placed himself straight into the introductory battle with Fishbone D…and by sighing, he had failed to see the massive Hollow rushing straight for him until it was too late.

Fortunately, the first battle(as was the case in many a video game) was incredibly scripted and Rukia threw herself into the path of the creature’s gaping maw, taking the hit and beginning to bleed before she fell down in a heap. Fishbone D seemed to pause after that conquest or at least stop paying attention to the bleeding Soul Reaper and Spiritual Energy rich human not five feet from him. ‘…Ok, while I understand the need for a dramatic moment to give me my powers, no Hollow would stop like this out of the blue…’ Ichigo thought in annoyance.

“Fool…did you think it would be over if you gave him your soul?” She groaned out.

“I…I just wanted to stop him.” Ichigo murmured, feeling(to the credit of the game’s sense of immersion) as powerless and weak as he had last time. That was, until the voice in the back of his mind began to cackle. ‘Finally, some combat and a chance to become stronger!’

“I fear I cannot console you…tell me, do you wish to save your family?”

‘Yes, yes! Give me my blade!’ Ichigo heard in his head before doing a mental shake. ‘Ok, I apparently AM on some level as insane as Grimmjow, Kenpachi and my own Hollow self…joy.’ He mused in hollow amusement. “Yes, tell me how! I’ll do anything!”

“There’s only one way…you must become a Soul Reaper!”

“Is that possible?”

Rukia nodded and held out her blade toward him, “Place the point of my Zanpaktou over your heart and I will infuse you with half of my Soul Reaper powers-my Spiritual Energy!”

“Alright, I’ll do anything to save my sisters and dad. Let’s try your method, Soul Reaper.”

Rukia gave him that classic expression he’d grown so used to, that bemused smile that basically said-‘Once again, we’re in trouble and can only get out by doing something potentially dangerous and life-threatening.’ -Not Soul Reaper. I am Rukia Kuchiki.”

Ichigo grinned, “Ichigo Kurosaki. Let’s hope this isn’t our last meeting.” He quipped before plunging the blade into his chest.
In a flash of light, Ichigo felt himself finally get the full benefits of his ‘Skilled Ichigo’ model as his familiar black Shihakuso fitted onto his body and a massive albeit non-named blade appeared in his grasp. “Oh, yeah…back in the saddle, baby…and it feels so good.” He groaned in satisfaction before turning to face Fishbone D…only for a screen to appear before him.
[Tutorial: Duel One! Let’s Rock!

So, you’re finally ready for combat. Well, listen up, Buttercup! Fighting your enemy isn’t some namby-pamby turn-based affair like in all those old school RPGs! Here, you fight your enemy like a man in real time!

Your Endurance stat, that stat meatheads like you have in spades controls how much health you have, giving you one hundred health for each five hundred points of Endurance! In case your brain is so crippled by steroids that you can’t do the simple math, you have exactly one thousand and seven hundred health, Fruit-Cup, which are in that red meter in the upper right of your field of vision! Your Endurance also controls how well you throw off physical restraints, such as hand-cuffs, being held down or pushing off a boulder!

Your Kido stat, that thing that only sissy magic-lovers care about(and you’re not a sissy magic-lover. Are you, Daisy?) controls the level of spells you can use of the three branches of magic: Offensive(Hado), Defensive(Bakudo) and Healing. Right now, you’re sitting pretty at level 35 Kido, Bakudo and Healing Kido. Unfortunately for you, Princess, you don’t know how to cast any spells at all because you haven’t yet seen them cast by someone else or been taught by a mentor how to do so. But don’t despair, Needledick! If you wanna be a lily-livered, robe-wearing, wand-toting, beard-growing pansy who only casts spells, you’ve got plenty of time to learn them in the future and disappoint your grandparents!

Your Zanjutsu stat controls your ability to actually wield that overcompensation stick you call a sword for both offensive and defensive purposes. With a score like that, you’re just slightly ahead of an inebriated member of the chimpanzee family named Renji! If you don’t like that, then learn how to suck it up and handle your blade with as much skill as your tiny Johnson!

Your Hakuda stat controls your ability to throw a punch that wouldn’t cause a Carebear to break into spasmodic fits of laughter! You’re not doing too bad here, Dick-Weed! But don’t get cocky or one of the real Hakuda experts will force feed you their fist with a side-order of emasculation by nut-crushing!

Your Hoho stat controls how fancy your footwork is, Pipsqueak and how well you can perform those fancy ‘Flash Step’ techniques that are all the rage! The higher it is, the less winded you’ll become from performing either the basic maneuvers or any of the advanced techniques. Once again, you’re doing better than I might have expected from a limp-dicked loser like you. Don’t get too comfortable though, Betsy! You’re still nowhere near the big dogs of the field!

Your Reiatsu Amount stat controls how much raw Spiritual Energy you possess in your body and is illustrated by that blue bar below your health bar, Cupcake! Unlike health, there’s no direct numerical correlation between Reiatsu Amount and your Spiritual Energy. However, unlike health, your Spiritual Energy constantly regenerates so long as you’re not in combat. You’re in the upper register here, so much so that I don’t have a negative comment to make. We’ll have a brief pause in awe of this momentous occurrence…

Ahem, alright. Moving on!

Next up is your Reiatsu Control…which is pathetic. I thought for a moment they confused your Reiatsu Control with your control over your erections! But no, it turns out they’re equally bad. But anyway, your Reiatsu Control stat controls how much Spiritual Energy you exude when you use a technique that relies upon it. Right now, you’re basically spraying an unnecessary of Spiritual Energy out with each attack you’d make, Holly! Got no control over your hose!

Finally, Felicia, your Luck stat which acts as a relatively small bonus to each of these other stats and influences your chance for good events to happen and bad events to not happen. And this is the most pathetic stat of all, Shisno! Your luck is god-awful, as it should be for a degenerate like you!

Alright, Tutorial Over! Now, let’s see how you do against this basic, low-level, starter enemy! Survive more than five seconds and I’ll give you a shiny medal I made from a bottlecap!]
Ichigo Kurosaki was, in general, a patient man. He had a few triggers that would make him explode instantly but they were not all that common…however, as he’d read through this flagrantly mocking Tutorial, he’d grown angry…then anger gave way to rage…which gave way to a white-hot fury. Enflamed, he began to swing his sword in an undignified set of wild arcs, trying to destroy the invisible and indestructible screen to no avail. However, one of those swings happened to catch Fishbone D right as the Tutorial ended and in his blood-lust, Ichigo kept hacking away until the Hollow was disintegrated bits before him.

Fishbone D Slain! Ichigo gains 500 Experience Points!

“ARGGGHHH!!! P-Pause!” He had the slight wherewithal to scream first before letting off a string of profanities. “Mother fucking game, cock-sucking bitch of a game mocking me! Fucking Tutorial, condescending bastard! If I find this prick, I’m chopping him into bits and feeding them to Hollows!”

“…Is Player alright?” The Computer asked once more from nowhere, her tone slightly amused from his frustration.

“…Ah. Yeah…yeah, I’m good. Anyway…” Ichigo replied lamely, sighing, “…I’m not losing this damn time.” He mused before he once more hit the Save Game Soul Candy. “Alright…now that I’ve got this file started…time to do my other plan.”

“And what is that, Player?”

Ichigo smirked at the sky and hit Return to Model Selection once the game finished saving, “Starting another file with Lucky Ichigo. Mostly as a stress relief from this file.”

“Understandable. Returning to Model Room…”
(AN: Once again, any suggestions for new Models, other little things I can add or comments and criticisms are welcome! :D
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