Summary:

When you open your wardrobe, you will find either clothes, a corpse or Narnia. You do NOT, repeat NOT, find a messed-up passage to a world that is best described as 'the Bleachverse'.
At least, I didn't expect to find it- and when I found it, I hadn't even realized yet what deep shit I just had gotten into.

Although I just said that everything started with a wardrobe, I am beginning this story with the doorbell of my house. My doorbell that rang impatiently, almost as if it was aware of its own importance. I do realize that a doorbell is a lame opening for a story; I know that it basically screams 'cliché', but I want my story to start at the very beginning- in this case, the doorbell. This already overused doorbell meant that my friend Suzume was waiting outside, waiting for me to open the freaking door already, instead of talking to imaginary readers.

This might be a nice opportunity to introduce Suzume. Suzume is not her real name (have you ever met a living person named Suzume?). She is one of my best friends. I'm pretty jealous of her sometimes, because she looks good, kicks ass with karate and kick boxing, has talent for photographing, drawing, pixel art, poetry, fanfiction, motivational posters, and has a stunning amount of courage. A random fact about her: If she wants to, she can memorize any song in any language.

Also, she's a nice person.

While I'm at it, why not introduce myself: I'll call myself Myrthe in this story, because that's my name. My looks are pretty average and thus not worth mentioning; I'm so clumsy my karate teacher gave up on me a long time ago; and at all the things I try I can't surpass the level of an enthusiastic wannabe. I am scared of pretty much everything. A random fact about me: I got a problem with my thyroid causing me to be exhausted after climbing two stairs.

I'm not a very nice person.

So far our differences. What we have in common besides a crazy mind is that we both love anime. A lot. So every once in a while, we hang out at each other's place and watch anime, discuss anime, compare anime, and have random fun that is often anime-related.
Like today.

I'll skip the pointless, senseless idiocy we call conversations. To the point where this whole story should be about, the big bang, the moment that will decide whether you're going to read the whole thing or just flame it- the Point with a capital P.
It was just that we, high on sugar and Japanese humour, were talking about Narnia and suddenly decided to try a visit. So we kinda of opened my wardrobe, threw out my clothes, and dashed into the tiny thing. Because we can be awesome like that.

And that is where my life started to suck, although I hadn't realized it yet; I was far too busy with falling through what was supposed to be the back of my wardrobe. There was black, there was white, and there was a space made up entirely from all possible colours, as if we were falling through a prism or inside a rainbow. Although I realized later on that it was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen in my life, at that very moment of falling through something, I was terrified. I completely forgot about Suzume and could only think of my certain death and how much I disliked that; I was screaming and praying that this was just a bad dream or that I somehow had sniffed up crack; and we just kept falling and falling and falling and just when I thought I was doomed to fall for all eternity, we landed.
I didn't expect to land; as soon as my feet touched the ground I stumbled and fell on the pavement.

OUCH, this pavement is hard. As I got up from my face-down position, I realized something very important.
There's supposed to be no pavement in my wardrobe.

And after I concluded the obvious, I took a good look around. It was sunny, the birds were chirping happily, a guy yelled at me for sitting in the middle of the road, and I was somewhere that I had never been before.

Looking back, I guess that it must've been around the moment I just described that the man on the throne was informed of our 'arrival'. Now that I'm speaking in the present form again I can imagine that monster putting down his cup of tea, smiling that one smile. That smile that has been haunting me ever since I witnessed it first-person.
I can see vividly before me how he must've given the order to start the first test while casually asking for Ulquiorra to pour him some more tea. And I can feel my fingers tingle as they beg me to let them throw some tea in his imaginary face. Or the cup. Or some sharp, porcelain shards from the cup.

Anyway, that's how the story started- rather light-hearted, a little awkward, but mostly an exciting and stressful adventure.
And at every waking moment, I wish that it would have stayed that way.

Fanfic!Myrthe: Thus begins the tale of how I became the butt-monkey of my real-life alter ego.

Me: You shall speak with more respect for your creator!

Fanfic!Myrthe: -_-; Screw you.

Me: Thus begins the tale of how I tormented my fictional alter ego because she had no respect for me.

~*~*~*~*~*OPINION WHORE SECTION~*~*~*~*~*

Welcome to the Opinion Whore Secton, where I ask for your opinion so that I can say mine is better!

Well, this is my first *published* story EVER, so I'd best go on ahead and apologize for the quality of:
- My English (I'm Dutch, I learnt English from Animal Planet, Discovery and 5% school)
- My writing style (n00b writing after all/slapped for inproper language)
- The fact that this fic seems like a self insert.

SEEMS. It is my OPINION that it is not a self insert. A self insert means that you insert yourself in a story. I did not do that. I simply threw a character BASED OFF myself into the Bleachverse, because it's easier to have a character you already know for a bit as a protagonist- but I did not throw in myself. I think.
Also, F!Myrthe will later on change because of the events in the story, and then she will probably become someone that will not be just a copy of myself, but someone entirely different *coughtraumatizedcough*

EDIT: And the exact point of change is now finally on digital paper too, in chapter 8. Have fun reading all the way there. I dare you.

EDIT 2: As of today, the story has a cover! Do pay a bit of attention to it; it will make sense after 12/13 chapters. Have fun reading all the way THERE 8D