章 46: Chapter 39 - Sacrifice - Part 2
Noches,
"Did you find it?"
"Not yet," A man with white hair said, wearing a mask, looking at Jigen, who was drinking wine.
"Their hideout is the only one out of sight, and then there is Hell," Jigen narrowed his eyes, "There are a few in Hell we can recruit."
"That's an understatement," Aizen walked in on them, with Euclid beside him.
Jigen watched Euclid, but from the look on his face, he didn't see any signs that this guy heard them talking.
"Why did you awaken that creature," Kashin Koji watched Aizen, "He already took one out without a single care in the world."
"His wounds are not healing. Even the holes around his eyes are there," Euclid updated them with the current situation, "We tried everything."
"He's revived Rizevim. He could return the eyes," Aizen lightly said.
"I have closed him in a room, but he's… losing it," Euclid sighed, "He's not fit to be a leader anymore."
"Hey, you," Kashin Koji moved, stopping their chat and looking at Aizen, "Why awaken him?"
Aizen watched him back, carrying a smile on his lips. He was interested in these machines, in Amado's research, since these things were stronger than he was. Among the three-party, his side was still growing; they were in the Middle of their Evolution, so it was the weakest. Rizevim's—Now, Euclid's side was above them—barely. It didn't help that they had reached the end of their Evolution. Lastly, the Kara Organization were the strongest.
But each of them had its weakness, which made it easier to control "Hm."
His immense spiritual pressure shot forth, and while Koji was able to counter it with Chakra, another form of energy, it couldn't counter it completely since what Spiritual Pressure affected was the soul. And Koji fell to his knees, feeling this immense pressure on his soul, which seemed like it would break apart. He glared back at Aizen, who smiled, "Ask again."
Jigen watched it before looking back at Aizen. He had Amado researching the Souls and Soul Pressure that these beings used, and once he could counter it, they wouldn't need to go through this alliance. His vessel was too weak; he wouldn't need this research if he had a new vessel. However, others didn't have such a problem. If necessary, he could order Amado to remove Code's limiter and have them take care of it.
But Aizen's research capabilities and promise to create a vessel that could contain the strength of these Three New Worlds moved him. He was interested in that, and Amado researched the same by himself. For now, this man was necessary.
"He's right. Why did you? Don't tell me you didn't know what kind of strength that creature would possess."
"I knew. I also know what kind of strength Kurosaki Ichigo Possesses."
"What kind?" Euclid leaned back on the chair, crossing his hand.
"Jun Kurosaki, his twin brother, helped him Master the Four Powers inside him. His Shinigami, Quincy, Fullbring and Hollow Powers. The two of them were of miraculous birth, hybrids born by nature. I thought, if anyone could transcend the limits, then it would be them."
"The limit of Shinigami?" Koji stood up now that the pressure wasn't on him, asking again.
"I," Aizen said as he only stated the facts, "I am the Limit of Shinigami. If he has surpassed them, then he is strongest than me by much. Let alone, he has awakened a Fullbring and Mastered a Level of Quincy Powers. And if he has transcended on that front too. You can't beat him."
"Your soul will be crushed before you can even make a move."
"Otsutsuki evolve as a whole. Our Souls are strongest than you think," Jigen narrowed his eyes.
"Yes, but then again. What about others in your organisation?"
"You think that creature could help us?" Euclid shook his head, "That creature will not help anyone. He's a beast…worse, an intelligent one."
Aizen stood up, pulling the chair away, "Why don't I go talk to him and see if he could or not."
"You want him to be our new leader or something," Koji glared at Aizen.
"No. The only thing he wants…is to satisfy his hunger and kill two of our enemies. Once he has done that, he will leave," Aizen walked off without looking over his shoulder, but his senses were on them, observing them. He entered the depths of his Palace, opening the massive doors to open the door and stepping inside.
The room's walls were covered in bright, dark colours, a mash of many together, and the floors were covered in paintings. He floated in the air to avoid stepping on them, looking at the two people he drew, 'Jay…Decimo.'
He would have liked it if these pictures entirely depicted what they were doing, 'Kisuke…and those others. I see; they are the ruling party on that side. And that Monument….'
He looked over to the King's Pieces, going from Rias to Decimo in one painting, 'Oh, that's a change.'
He looked among the others, trying to find one until he saw one with Decimo's scarlet wings, 'Does that mean…?'
"You lied to them."
"Yes, I did," Aizen looked away from paintings to Kaal, this time dressed in jeans, a half-sleeved white t-shirt over a white and black, horizontal striped full-sleeved t-shirt. He wore a red jacket over them and a cap on his head, painting on the floor.
"Then why did you awaken me?"
"Someone like you must already know the answer to that question, right?"
He didn't get any answer. Instead, black liquid started appearing from the ground underneath, covering the paintings, hiding them from his sight. He raised his eyebrows, lightly saying, "I wanted to see it—a God. I have seen Gods…those from the worlds of Dragons, who share the name with Gods in the Mythologies, them, and the Dragons. I have seen Gods from the Ninja's side, the Otsutsuki's. I have seen Kurosaki Ichigo. He could be said to be a God in my World. What I wanted to see…
what a True God."
Kaal looked over, and Aizen saw it, his eyes that were sewn shut, and the boy said in a raspy voice, "Now that you have seen a God. What are you going to do?"
"I am…going to surpass you."
"Do you not fear…declaring war on me?"
"I think. Lying to you would be more hazardous for my health."
"Yeah, that part's true," Kaal stood up, "hazardous to health reminds me…."
He walked over to the bed in the centre and took a cigarette, placing it between his lips. He used the finger that he lit on fire before taking in a puff, blowing the smoke out of his lips, "What do you want?"
"The Gate to the Second Floor…how can I open it."
"Kaal…that's a bit mouthful, don't you think? Maybe I should have a Nickname? Dech got one."
"Dech…Decimo?"
"Yeah, it's nice, right? Even J has one…Jay…, which is just the pronunciation of his name. He's weird about that," He blew out smoke, thoughtfully looking in the distance.
"How about I think of one?"
"Hm…I'll wait for it."
Kaal looked at him with sewn eyes, "You are very patient. It's no wonder Jay enjoys playing games with you, but I am not them. I won't play games with you."
He picked up the brush and palette, "From the primordial time…people have sacrificed things of value to their Gods. To pray, to be saved, to be answered. Bring me a sacrifice, and I'll tell you."
Aizen put his hands inside his pocket, "In that case."
"Do you have a preference?"
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