The asauchi existed as the pinnacle of all Zanpakuto, not because it had achieved its highest level but because it had the ability to achieve any level. All Shinigami who were just starting out used an asauchi. And all Shinigami had to stay with their asauchi at all times for it to develop their power to a higher level. That being said, an asauchi that had no wielder to speak of and was just lying around in a storehouse was only going to be the most powerful in a philosophical sense. In a practical sense it was almost worthless.

But, then, I didn’t need a powerful sword. I just needed a sword that could cut Hollows. And, apparently, Urahara trusted me not to ‘accidentally’ myself with a sword I didn’t know how to use. I took fencing in high school and was decent at it! But… that was a hobby. I was an avid participant in my college’s kendo club until last year! But… my skills in that were lacking.

There was a reason Shinigami went through basic training with a weapon. That reason being they needed the training. And as far as training with a weapon and using that weapon with the intent to kill went… I was sorely lacking. Actually, no, that was putting it lightly. I had no combative training with a sword to speak of.

Which is why it was so surprising when I just knew that by shifting my wrist a little to the right, by altering the position of my arm a few degrees, I could cut off a Hollow’s head with minimal effort and proceeded to do exactly that… for a moment, I stared at the hand holding the nameless Zanpakuto with a look of marvel and wonder.