*Aizen's POV*
"Allen, I know you well, and I know that at this stage, few things can affect you, and that's why I can say this to you."
"Everything is your fault."
I rember it. I rember how it was the first ti. I was trapped inside the Muken after Yhwach's defeat. The world had been in danger, and everyone who could fight did so in a war to decide whether the world would be destroyed and rebuilt or remain as it was.
I decided to intervene in favor of preserving the world, because, even though it wasn't perfect, it was much better than Yhwach's ideal.
On the other hand, having been defeated once, I lost the right to decide how the world would be, so I prepared myself to be locked away for thousands of years. However, at that mont, a screen illuminated the darkness and showed beyond.
Beyond the possibilities in my world, a different way of doing things.
When I saw other worlds, thanks to you, I confird that my world was not well-structured. Then, that feeling, ambition, and purpose within began to be stimulated.
The Hogyoku responded to that desire, and without being able to stop it, it reset the world for the first ti...
But I didn't return alone, for there was soone else who did, Urahara Kisuke... that man who is always in my way, that genius who created the Hogyoku, that Shinigami with intellect that defies logic.
As expected, he got in my way, and at every step, he sought a way to stop , but he didn't succeed.
I glanced at Allen, who was still watching fight with Urahara. "Urahara is a man with the power to have the world, but with a soft heart that prevents him from doing so..."
Allen glanced at sideways but I just smiled.
The first ti, Urahara underestimated , and I ended up killing him. After that, it was easy. I dealt with Kurosaki Ichigo, then the Royal Guard, including Hyosube Ichibe, and claid the throne. To kill the Spirit King, I used a homunculus where I introduced the four types of blood: Hollow, Shinigami, Quincy, and Fullbringer. With that, I gained the power of the Spirit King, and I waited for the day when Yhwach would return, who stood no chance, as the Spirit King is immune to the Almighty.
However, sothing happened when I beca a god. The Hogyoku activated again, resetting the world.
"Wait..." Allen stopped watching my younger version fight and looked at with a frown, "If you were already the Spirit King at that point, how could the Hogyoku possibly affect you?"
Allen's reasoning was sound; the power of the Hogyoku was incredible, but it shouldn't have been capable of surpassing the Spirit King's power. However...
"I was one with the Hogyoku, so when I accessed the full power of the Spirit King, it did too, becoming impossible to contain..."
The world reset, and I returned to the beginning...
This ti, Urahara didn't appear imdiately. Instead, he set another trap, and when I was nad lieutenant, Urahara appeared and sealed with sothing called "Jifū no Tobira" (The Door of Sealed Ti).
With that door, Urahara Kisuke tried to seal out of ti to prevent from resetting the world. However, the Hogyoku was too powerful, having absorbed the power of the Spirit King, and that door couldn't block its power, so it ended up resetting the world again.
"This process repeated itself over and over. Urahara and I faced off in different eras and circumstances. Sotis we killed each other, as you can see from our ti as apprentices. Other tis, the fight stretched to the Spirit King's palace."
A lot of ti passed, and I experienced all kinds of different realities. Sowhere, I ended up killing every person who got in my way, even becoming the king of a pile of corpses... to the tis when I decided to support Kurosaki Ichigo and beca a redeed villain...
"If you want to know sothing curious, it's that when Aizen Sosuke isn't the villain, soone else takes his place... from Kurotsuji Mayouri, the mad scientist who ended up creating a virus that would kill all the hollows but resulted in a mutation that caused an apocalypse, to Yamamoto Genryusai, who went mad and ended up killing Kyoraku Shunsui for supporting Kurosaki Ichigo..."
However, no matter how the story ended, it always started over...
One day, I confronted Urahara Kisuke and said to him, "It's enough..."
I stepped off the stage and beca an observer. Soone who enjoys watching the story unfold and doesn't participate in it...
"..."
"I know you don't believe , but that's fine..."
I raised my hand and everything in front of us changed to an atmosphere perated with blood and death.
"..."
We looked at Urahara standing, panting, while my lifeless body lay beside him. But the important thing was that he was covered with intense bloodlust and eyes full of cruelty.
"Ti travel is for immortals and fools, right Allen?" I smiled at Allen's frown, knowing he hadn't had good experiences with it. "I'm immortal, but Urahara is definitely not a fool..."
"What happened to him?!"
"You know what they say, die a hero or live long enough to beco a villain..."
"...!"
I waved my hand and this ti we went to Urahara's shop, the original one.
Urahara had said goodbye to Kurosaki Ichigo on his first foray. This tiline was just after I announced that I had given up on being the antagonist; at this point, Urahara had not fallen.
Urahara had so concerns about the outco since Aizen wouldn't be the villain anymore. Of course, he didn't believe , so he secretly watched for many years but realized that I really didn't feel like intervening anymore, so he relaxed and decided to imitate his forr self, the original one.
He did well, but his "heart" suffered as he saw how he could change different events; all the deaths during the war against Yhwach, so like Yamamoto Genryusai's death, were hard for him. However, it was a surprise for both of us when, even in that situation, the Hogyoku decided to reset the world.
...
With a wave of my hand, the landscape changed. This ti, we went to the Hueco Mundo.
Before us, Urahara appeared, going to visit in "Las Noches", my castle in that place.
"Aizen... I know there's nothing that can lessen the hatred between us, but we must work together to stop this ti loop!"
That was the first ti Urahara ca to , not as an enemy, but as an ally. It seed interesting to try a different approach after so many repetitions.
"Interesting Urahara Kisuke..." That ti I didn't hesitate and accepted.
Our initial focus was to recreate the world as it should have been. At that mont, I beca the villain of this world, again, and with his genius and mine, we achieved our goal...
But...
"Dammit!" Urahara Kisuke used his zanpakuto to destroy his own lab while that strange feeling, which we used to experience when the world reset, happened again.
That ti, I sat back in the Muken once more, unsurprised that this wouldn't work.
...
Once again, a young Urahara ca after . I must say that originally, we weren't supposed to et in this era as students, but strangely, the world altered that to place us at the sa age. Perhaps as a counterasure to minimize the effects of the ti paradox.
"Urahara ca to and said, 'Aizen, we must erase our mories... the Hogyoku cannot be deceived! That's why it's not enough to just pretend to be Urahara and Aizen; we must be our original versions.'"
Honestly, it made sense, and I didn't hesitate to accept. Erasing my mories would have been unthinkable in the past, but I accepted because it would be sothing different from what we had tried... so many tis...
I changed the landscape and took us to a hidden cave.
Days later, I woke up in a capsule. As I erged, I felt a strange sensation as if sothing had gone wrong, like my brain had been damaged. I'm aware of the kind of personality I have, and I would've beco obsessed with knowing the reason for losing my mory, so I left a ssage.
– "Hello, my esteed mory-less version, you don't need to rember anything, you just need to know this is part of the plan..." –
With just that ssage, my version stopped worrying.
"If there's anyone Aizen Sosuke trusts absolutely, it's himself."
I smiled upon hearing those words, "This plan had potential. Unfortunately, Urahara is not like . His version without mories, didn't accept the video explanation and frantically sought to know the truth..."
A doubt that beca a question, a question that beca an objective, an objective that beca an obsession, and an obsession that beca madness...
"Wait!"
Allen tried to interrupt, but I decided it was better to show him.
Amidst a pile of corpses of the Gotei 13 captains was Urahara Kisuke with the Hogyoku in his chest, kneeling next to the lifeless body of Yoruichi Shihoin...
Allen could not help but be surprised and angry at the image before us.
"No... it wasn't supposed to be this way... but I had no idea... I thought it was all a lie... that my mind was in an illusion..."
Intelligent people have a greater propensity to fall into madness for so strange reason, maybe from thinking too much.
Urahara's belief that soone was manipulating him forced his mind to search for ways to justify that thought—coincidences, harmless acts, mistakes—those things that are part of daily life were like knocks on a door called madness inside Urahara Kisuke's mind.
"Don't worry, Yoruichi-san, I will definitely fix this..."
With a mixture of despair and regret Urahara Kisuke's mind, which had endured so long living in a looped reality, was damaged.
Trembling, Urahara Kisuke grabbed his chest, and this ti, he reset the world before the ti loop's deadline.
I looked at Allen in silence for a mont before re-speaking my earlier words.
"This is your fault... Allen Walker."
A screen appeared in front of with a notification, this is kind of nostalgic.
[Aizen Sosuke: Chat access restored.]
Allen's eyes denoted surprise so I can deduce that it was not by his will that my access to the Chat was restored.
...
Gwen – I was listening in silence, but I can't allow this. Why is it Allen's fault?!!
Felicia – It's nonsense. You idiots ssed with ti!
MJ – The Hogyoku was Urahara's creation, and you perfected it!
Natasha – Two old n older than Nostradamus blaming a young man?!
Diana – Irresponsibility has a price, and you can't bla others!
Annie – This is just an excuse. Allen didn't force anyone to watch his streams. Everyone is free to stop watching if they want!
Kimiko – Pathetic... Allen isn't to bla...
...
As I anticipated, there was a wave of criticism toward . It didn't make sense to bla Allen for our actions. This was so much so that even people who normally criticize Allen rallied to defend him. Allen, who originally wanted to speak out, just smiled this ti.
The Lion King appeared between Allen and , with his sword in hand.
"Aizen, watch your words. We are still on the verge of a fight to the death..."
"The abnormal loyalty your dolls have always impresses ... but," I touched the Victory sword with my hand, and although it began to try to burn , it failed to hurt . "They couldn't defeat ..."
Allen, who had remained silent, looked at Artoria and seed to communicate with her through "telepathy." Of course, unlike normal telepathy, I couldn't interfere with their connection. Interesting... according to him, he doesn't know how he's connected to his dolls because, strangely, even though his soul could be destroyed, the connection with them doesn't break.
Artoria reacted with a change in expression but stepped back and returned to her doll form. I've always thought Allen was a strange young man because he enjoys having a group of girls floating around him all the ti.
"Aizen..." His gaze returned to as Urahara Kisuke restarted the world with a damaged mind. "Explain yourself."
The world darkened, and I moved my hand, this ti to a specific point. The day Kurosaki Ichigo's mother died.
In Karakura Town, on a cloudy day, there was a woman with wavy brown hair with a slight orange tint. She walked hand in hand with a boy with orange hair...
At that very mont, two misfortunes occurred. A slippery Hollow, Grand Fisher, was drawn to the fading spiritual energy of Kurosaki Masaki. He ca looking for her at the mont when Yhwach had taken all of her Quincy powers, leaving her defenseless.
At that mont, just as the canon was about to be fulfilled, Urahara appeared, effortlessly killed Grand Fisher, and approached Masaki. The boy was unconscious, and Urahara decided to save Masaki because, even if he didn't kill the Hollow, Yhwach's Auswählen would usually kill the Quincys.
"I don't understand. What does this have to do with ?"
Allen had his doubts, but instead of answering, I teleported to another location. Allen had no problem following , but I could feel his rage explode as he sped toward the Hollows in front of him, destroying them with an imnse amount of anger.
I shouldn't be able to interfere in this world... no matter what Allen does...
Allen knelt in front of the bodies of Kurosaki Karin and Kurosaki Yuzu...
"Aizen, you have three seconds to explain why you're making see this, or forget about letting you go..."
He was serious. It's curious how, despite the power I have, he can still make retreat. A smile appeared on my face. Every second with Allen is a new experience.
"This didn't have to happen... Allen, do you notice sothing strange about the Hollows you killed?"
Allen used two sheets to cover the bodies in front of him, then looked at .
After a second, as his gaze cald, his eyes trembled with surprise. Yes, these were the Hollows that Grand Fisher had tad.
"When Grand Fisher was killed by Urahara, they lost control and attacked the first thing they saw, which, unfortunately, was Kurosaki Ichigo's father and his daughters..."
"..."
"Allen, your sin is quite common. It's sothing called envy..."
Allen, you make it seem easy to interfere in a world that doesn't belong to you and change everything at your will as if the butterfly effects always work in your favor. Allen, you are an existence that causes unimaginable variables, but it always turns out well... But it's no surprise, you have that mysterious entity that helps you along your path, that serves as your guide and helps you resolve everything...
"Urahara Kisuke doesn't have that..."
"...!"
The image changed, and this ti Urahara was running, pale-faced, with a child in his arms. It was Kurosaki Ichigo.
The image changed again to another future, with Urahara standing in the middle of the devastated Soul Society, while the King's key ford in front of him.
"Why?! Why does everything get worse whenever I try to change sothing?!"
Urahara Kisuke shouted after killing Yamamoto Genryusai with his own hands.
Every future without as the villain resulted in one catastrophe after another as if the world was punishing Urahara for trying to change it.
"Why?! He could do it! WHY CAN'T I?!!"
Urahara bled from the mouth while ntioning Allen. He did it more than once, consud by frustration, regret, and anger.
I changed the image to one where Urahara was burying his comrade Tesai, who had recently died. His gaze lacked life as he repeatedly asked himself why he could never achieve a "happy ending."
"Because he's not the protagonist..."
My cold reply sent a chill through the blood of all the onlookers and even Allen. Allen's mysterious "ally" was sothing incredible that allowed him to interfere in stories and achieve a satisfying end.
That rare entity that subtly made itself known...
Urahara didn't have that...
Allen, having lost his hostility, walked toward Urahara, who was standing by the grave. Then he began to speak with him. Neither I nor the chat could hear what was said, perhaps only his dolls did.
After a mont, Allen returned with a somber expression...
"Aizen, what do you want from ?"
"You already know... Allen, give that man an ending, take the Hogyoku, and put an end to this infernal ti loop..."
Allen lowered his head, then lifted it. His gaze denoted his feelings. Without him transmitting his adventures to this world, this wouldn't have happened, and Urahara wouldn't have broken...
I placed my hand on his shoulder. "You don't have to bla yourself. As your lovers said, we're old n who have lived countless amounts of ti. Our actions are only ours... Urahara is waiting for you, but he won't welco you with open arms... in the end, you decide..."
*End of POV*
...
Urahara looked at Shiro (White) suspended in the tank. His gaze was somber. 'This will be the last...'
Urahara knew that with Allen's existence, there would be no more loops, so everything that happened now would be final. In his heart, there was peace. He had spent so much ti imrsed in misfortune and darkness that he had forgotten what that peace was.
"Urahara-sama."
Gin entered the lab and turned on the lights, which illuminated two more tanks behind White. One was barely visible, but the other held a person, Hirako Shinji. This man, if he could still be called a man, had most of his body transford into a Hollow.
"It seems Captain Shirako is stable..." Gin laughed, "After so many experints, I'm surprised he managed to resist this far..."
"What do you need, Gin?" Urahara interrupted coldly.
"Hehe, sorry," Gin beca serious. "Kuchiki and Hitsugaya were defeated and are now missing..."
"That's obvious..."
Gin smiled awkwardly. "Captain Urahara... do you know that Quincy?"
"I don't just know him, I've waited for him my whole life..."
...
Days later, the Senkaimon opened, and Allen crossed the door that led him out of the Seireitei. His body was covered by a hooded cloak.
Behind him, there was a group of people also covered in cloaks with hoods.
The entrance to the Seireitei had four paths, each with a guardian.
"Step aside, you cannot enter the Seireitei without authorization!"
"Ikkanzaka Jidanbo, guardian of the Western White Causeway Gate... who would have thought we'd end up in the sa place..."
Jidanbō is a Shinigami of gigantic proportions and one of the tallest characters in the series, standing close to ten ters tall (32 ft). If his sheer presence is already enough to intimidate any adversary, Jidanbō's powerful muscles further enhance the impression of strength and might that emanates from him.
Jidanbō wears the typical Shinigami uniform, leaving the entire left side of his chest exposed, and his left arm is adorned with a piece of armor. On his head, he wears a red fez with two yellow tassels, one on each side.
As the enormous Shinigami tried to intimidate Allen, one of Allen's companions growled.
Allen listened and nodded...
Allen's fellow advanced with clear intentions.
"You idiots!" growled Jidanbō.
The burly man, standing over two and a half ters tall (8'1"), might have seed imposing if there wasn't a Shinigami four tis his size standing in front of him.
Jidanbō was annoyed. From ti to ti, thugs from the Rukongai ca around, believing themselves invincible just because they had gained a bit of spiritual energy.
"If you don't leave, prepare to lose your lives!" Jidanbō wasn't a bloodthirsty person, but if he had to kill soone to fulfill his duty, he would do so.
The giant didn't use his Zanpakutō because the spiritual energy he felt from the intruders was insignificant.
"You brought this on yourself!"
Jidanbō clenched his massive fist and attacked the burly intruder. The latter raised his hand and took the blow without moving an inch.
"...!"
Jidanbō, in shock, couldn't understand what had just happened. In the next second, his fist was pushed back, and the intruder leaped at him, the cloak tearing apart to reveal a green-skinned human with an enraged expression.
*Auge*
The gate was destroyed, and Jidanbō was sent flying like a rag doll, crashing through several buildings as he went.
The captains easily heard the commotion and stopped their tasks.
Hulk landed on the ground, shattering it in the process. He then roared, shaking the Seireitei.
"RAAAAAHHHHH!!!"
Behind Allen, a robust man with a beard approached. "Boy, was it a good idea to let him go first?"
"As long as he doesn't grow more than three ters (9'8"), everything will be fine..." Allen took a step as his gaze went to the Seireitei sky, "First, let's rescue the princess... then let's give a pitiful man his well-deserved rest..."
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