Frozen Soul Reaper (Rukia)

Küchiki Rukia, uh

Bōgyo no shinobi, 13th Division

She came from the cold, now watch her rise—

She got that Bánkai, let’s go!

I ain’t no princess, I’m frostbite incarnate

Shatter your ego with Sode no Shirayuki’s garnet

Dancer of death, I bring winter’s kiss

Slice through your chest like you asked for this

Ice in my veins, I don’t need validation

Froze my trauma, rose through every damn station

From the slums to the halls of the Seireitē

Spit cold facts while y’all play charade

Slept in the dark while nobles dined

Now my name ring loud through time

Little girl with no damn clan

Now I rock that crest like fuck your plan

I ain’t just noble—I’m necessary

Cold-blooded killer wrapped up like a cherry

Peel back the silk, I’m all sharp edge

Blood on snow, I took that pledge

Dropped to the world of the humans low

Gave Ichigo power, watched him grow

Did it for love, for fate, for guilt

Now watch my throne from the ice I built

Froze my fear, locked grief in chains

Told death I’d walk through hell in flames

Ain’t no mercy in a world so cruel

So I took that pain, made my own damn rule

That’s Bánkai, bitch, I own this storm

Cloaked in the chill where legends are born

Zanpakutō’s scream is a death ballet

Your blood hits the ice in a crimson spray

I freeze gods, you fear my stare

One soft look could crack your air

You think I’m grace ‘cause I walk so still?

It’s cause I’m the calm right before the kill

I’ve been the burden, I’ve been the blame

Dragged Rênjī back from his shame

Held my squad through endless war

Still hear Kaien’s voice from the floor

I know betrayal, I’ve tasted chains

Seen friends turn ghosts, left blood in rain

Felt the sting when brother turned cold

Still I stood—silver, silent, bold

Took your judgment, wore your sneer

Turned that blade and sliced through fear

Snow falls quiet, but I don’t bend

When I draw, your story end

Y’all bow to chaos, I serve control

A perfect frost on a shattered soul

You want redemption? Walk through pain

You want my truth? Then take my name

Küchiki, not just by blood, by fire

By every step through mud and mire

I’ve lost, I’ve loved, I’ve burned, I’ve wept

Still, my sword stays cold, adept

A ghost, a goddess, a blade, a sin

I carve my legacy deep within

No handouts, no hero’s grace

Just frost and fury etched on my face

Call it elegance, I call it war

Bow to a queen you can’t ignore

From Küchiki pride to rebel flame

Rukia’s the ice—remember the name