I Died and Became a Hollow, But I Get Stronger by Being an Idiot Chapter 68: The Adjuchas I Stalked Is Now a Vasto Lorde — An
Decades had passed since that ridiculous day when I decided to follow that female Adjuchas across the endless sands of Hueco Mundo.
Back then, I was just an idiot Gillian, huge and clueless, trying to sneak around like I had a plan.
Turns out she survived too — and got stronger.
Now, the sa woman stood before again. But this ti... she was a Vasto Lorde.
Her presence alone bent the night like she owned it.
Her sharp mask now smoother, fiercer, more complete.
Her cold aura felt like the edge of a blade pressing against my massive chest.
She tilted her head, eyes glowing faintly beneath that mask.
"Tell ," she said — her voice low, serious, cutting through the silence. "What is your na?"
I blinked.
"GRRUAAH?"
(Translation: 'I don't have one.')
She narrowed her eyes, like she understood anyway.
Because nas ant sothing to her — but she could tell by my guttural roar and wild stance that I was different. Not just another hollow with a label.
A mont passed, thick and heavy.
Then she gave a sharp nod.
"You're the idiot Gillian who keeps surviving, aren't you?"
I gave a proud roar.
"GRUAARRR!"
('That's !')
She smiled — or maybe it was a smirk under the mask.
"Most would have died long ago. You've got so strange luck… or stubbornness."
I shrugged with a giant claw.
"GRUAAH."
('Neither. Just stupid.')
She laughed softly — a sound almost too human to co from a Vasto Lorde.
For the first ti, it didn't feel like I was facing a killer.
It felt like I was facing... soone who got .
We stood in the endless night, two creatures from the sa dead world, bound by chaos and chance.
She cocked her head.
"Will you tell your na soday?"
I looked up at the dark sky, letting out a low, thoughtful rumble.
"GRUAAAHH..."
('Maybe when I stop being an idiot.')
She nodded again and stepped back into the shadows, disappearing like a ghost riding the desert wind.
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