Hi, this is Deicide’s mother. I’m here to inform everyone that this trend is the dumbest thing I have ever seen, and for my son’s mental health I will be taking charge of this account until he returns from recovering from the aneurism he suffered from everyone’s terrible humor
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At the top he stands, heaven his domain. An invader, yet comfortable and right at home. Innocent and sinner alike dance to his tune, puppets in his musical ensemble of chaos and deception. Comfortable on his throne, awaiting the next amusing act to commence…
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A horizontal crack appeared in the sky as if an invisible artist drew a less than perfect straight line. It remained in place for a brief moment before rending the heavens in twain, opening like the maw of a vicious beast. From out of the maw stepped the ➺
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The transcendent set aside his afternoon tea, listening to his most loyal subordinate’s brief report.
❝It would appear so, Ulquiorra. You have my permission to dispose of them as you see fit.❞ he said nonchalantly, already aware of the situation.
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❝That is an issue you must take up with the current ruler of this palace. I am merely here to collect some things I left behind. I have no interest in this toppled palace. It served its purpose.❞
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❝I am merely amusing myself to pass the time, Ishida Uryū. Whether it be building a house of cards knowing it will collapse at any moment, or preparing the finest of tea, one must enjoy their hobbies, no?❞
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➺ transcendent, heavy and dense aura radiating from the new arrival. Waves of power rippled outward into the new and unknown world, announcing his arrival to all within the vicinity.
Behind him, the maw which spat him out into this new place snapped shut before ➺
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➥ a nameless fool who parrots his warden can do. I will show you true power, pawn of Juha Bach. A power in which your Schrift’s scale cannot hope to tip in your favor.❞
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❝Abandon them? You’re mistaken. How could I abandon those whom I deem worthless in the first place? Their fates matter not to me. They’re simply useless scraps of a failed experiment. Nothing more. You cannot abandon what was never wanted, can you?
I have no desire
". . . How annoying. You do realize that a lot of your people are alive and well. You're just going to abandon them?
More importantly, this palace is my hideout now. Things were a lot better when you were in charge. You should think about taking over again."
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❝It seems you have been fooled into a false sense of security. Could you really trust the words of beings whom despise me? After all, I did cut some of them down myself some time ago. I doubt they would listen to any order I give, especially one I myself am not
"Worthless?" Grey eyes narrowed. As helpful as the Espada had been to him, he would view them as worthless? And to simply say they were part of a failed experiment?
Reminded him of someone. . .
Someone he absolutely despised.
"Your Espada can't and won't touch me. You're
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Emerges from the garganta, eyes taking in the vast expanse of barren sands. It has been quite awhile since he was last in Hueco Mundo. It hasn’t changed a bit.
❝Even with a change in leadership, it remains stagnant. Pity.❞
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Residing in the depths of an endless void, the traitor schemes. Cast into darkness to rot, yet rot he will not. Seals begin to fray, little by little. Hōgyoku working overtime to achieve master’s will. Soon, its master will be free, power finally whole again…
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Fluid movements bring rim of cup to awaiting lips. Freshly prepared brew spreads across tastebuds, rousing a sigh of content from the throat of the deity. Steam wafted upward, scent carried along with it. A fine aroma to match an exquisite taste.
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❝A storm is coming… and I fear that this time, there will be no closing Pandora’s box…❞ he quietly murmured to himself.
His gut instinct was ringing the alarm… which is never a good sign.
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❝Those who cling to false narratives spewing peace will be the first to fall during times of conflict. Only those who see the world for what it truly is; cruel and unyielding, will survive once that false narrative crumbles into dust.❞
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➺ is a new world, is it? It doesn’t appear much different than my own. But, looks can be deceiving. I will have to tread cautiously until I have more data on this place. Now then, let’s see if we can find anyone worthy of serving under me.❞
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❝Your eyes betray your bravado. To speak so highly of one’s own abilities with such confidence and reflect fear in one’s eyes is quite the contradiction. So, then. Shall we test your mettle? Do your words hold merit? Or do your eyes speak truth? Let’s find out. I’m
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❝This is what passes for a prodigy these days, huh? My how the Gotei have fallen. They truly come up 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙧𝙩, don’t they?❞
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“Be quiet, you…”
“…you…”
“You…..”
(He only knows one insult. If he doesn’t use it now, there might never be another opportunity.)
“…You bed wetter!”
(Quickly shunpōs away—)
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Auburn eyes observe, lax demeanor on display, yet fully on guard.
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❝If this is the pinnacle of power your world has to offer, then you aren’t worth my time. Disappointing, yet expected.❞
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❝Such dismal power. But, there are signs of potential. I will continue to observe that one’s growth.❞ Aizen remarked, more so a mental notation to himself spoken aloud, gaze unwavering.
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❝Barely able to stand in my presence yet able to answer. Commendable. What is also worthy of praise is being able to sneak around Las Noches undetected.❞
In a graceful motion, the brunette draws his blade.
❝Unfortunately for you, Ōmaeda Marechiyo, ➺
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The air became heavy in a sense. What was this spiritual pressure?! As his body came to a direct halt he sweated bullets seeing the traitor himself, Aizen
❝Huh?! Aizen?! ❞
He dropped to a singular knee. This power was intense. . . He gulped and forced his other leg up
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From porcelain chalice he drinks. Steam rolling upward from heated surface below circular rim, freshly prepared tea the epicenter. Content eases from cracked maw, slipping out into the silence. A peaceful evening.
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❝Oh? You find pride in having defeated mediocrity? I suppose that’s to be expected from someone of your power level. It seems I may have overestimated your latent potential if you take defeating those two as an accomplishment worthy of noting. Furthermore, you claim
"I've never let my guard down. I'm not stupid, Aizen. Plus, you give those Espada too much credit.
I fought against Grimmjow and Nnoitra. Both were mid. As it stands now, I'll remain here. Untouched and unbothered.
So I suppose this means you're trespassing. You should get
Echoing from the depths of the lowest abyss, a chuckle.
The time for thine new deity to rise from captivity is nigh.
𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘵𝘰𝘤𝘬, 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘢𝘮𝘪 …
———— 𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘵𝘰𝘤𝘬
Waves of reiatsu rippled from the lowest void beneath the First Division’s office. A sinister and all encompassing force, one that makes hairs stand on end and skin crawl with dread. As thick as it is fear-inducing, worming its way through every crack and crevice, ➦
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❝Is this all the natives of this world can offer? I’m disappointed. It seems I will have to move on to another world to find what I seek. None of you are worthy to serve under me.❞
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