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The Transmigration of Aizen Sōsuke

章 1: Defeat and Transmigration

"Mugetsu."

As the weird creature heard these words, its body was split into two, and darkness began to consume it, and it thinks to itself, 'What is this power? I can't believe it! How can a mere human be so much stronger than me?'

The creature cried out in agony, as its body was torn apart, consumed by the darkness. It tried to resist, to regenerate, to fight against the nothingness that was consuming it, but it was no use.

Before the creature vanished, it remembered the words of a familiar voice, a voice that had haunted its dreams for so long. "I'll show you, Aizen. This is... The Final Getsuga Tenshou. The Final Getsuga Tenshou.. is for me to become.. Getsuga itself. " The creature knew that this power was beyond its comprehension, and that it was no match for Aizen's final form. "It can't be possible!! No human can surpass me!!"

The waist-length black haired, red eyed human was covered in bluish-gray, bandage like carapace all over his body, including his torso, right arm, neck, and over his nose and mouth in a mask fashion, while black, flame-like reiatsu spread across his chest and wrapped around his left arm. The human extended his right arm, and uttered, "Mugetsu."

With a final scream, the creature, Aizen Sōsuke, disappeared from existence, never to be seen again.

As Aizen's body disappeared into the darkening abyss, the Hogyoku seemed to come to life. A flash of light emanated from the crystal sphere, with a shimmering portal appearing before it.

The Hogyoku was a powerful artifact that was capable of creating anything that its user desired, and it seems that it had made its own decision.

When Aizen regained his bearings and looked around, he found himself in a dark, dense forest, with trees that seemed to stand like silent watchguards all around him. 'Where is this place?' He thought to himself, while grabbing an ordinary looking katana, with a green hilt. 'Wait.. it shouldn' t be.. Kyōka Suigetsu? Why is it in this form? Im sure I merged with it.'

Aizen thought to himself, while analyzing his body, and a sudden smile can be seen on his face. 'So I lost all of the physical changes brought by my fusion with the Hogyoku, and I returned to the physical form I had prior to transforming? I see, is this what you wanted.. Hogyoku?' Aizen pondered..

'No, this is what I wanted.' Aizen said to himself, remembering the defeat brought to him by his own creation. After contemplating about his subconscious weakness for a few seconds, Aizen decided to get up. He already spread out his Reikaku (Spiritual Sense) the moment he arrived here, and knew this world wasn't his. 'It must've been the Hogyoku. But why?' Aizen thought to himself, and decided to plan for his next moves. 'Hmm? Someone is walking towards me. '

Sora was walking through the forest, when he suddenly stumbled upon a strange man. He was surprised, and he stared at the man for a moment, unsure if he should approach or keep his distance.

The man seemed startled, and he quickly put on a smile and greeted Sora.

"Hello there, young man," he said kindly. "My name is Aizen, and I'm just passing through here. What's your name?"

Sora was taken aback by the man's friendly attitude. He had expected that this person would be hostile and dangerous, but instead the man seemed kind and welcoming.

Sora wasn't sure what to say, and he stood there for a moment, unsure how to respond.

"I'm Sora," he finally replied, still unsure of himself and his surroundings.

Aizen smiled again, and he looked at Sora with his keen and wise eyes.

"A pleasure to meet you, Sora. Tell me, would you like to chat with me for a bit? "

He was surprised by the man's suggestion. He hadn't expected Aizen to be so friendly, and he wasn't sure if he could trust him.

"I... I guess I could talk to you," Sora replied hesitantly, unsure what to say.

"Great!" Aizen replied with a smile, and he took a step closer and put out a friendly hand, gesturing for Sora to come closer.

Sora's heart was beating fast, and he was unsure whether or not to trust Aizen. But the man seemed genuinely friendly and he reached out for Aizen's hand.

Sora shook Aizen's hand and continued to stare at him.

"Well, tell me about yourself, Sora," Aizen said politely. "Where are you from?"

Sora was still wary of Aizen, but he figured that it couldn't hurt to talk for a few minutes.

"I'm from the Fire Temple," he replied, slowly and cautiously. "What are you doing here all alone in the forest?" Aizen asked, with a hint of concern in his voice.

Sora blushed a little, embarrassed by the question.

"I-I was taking a walk," he replied, sheepishly. "I've been cooped up in the temple for too long, and I needed to get out and get some fresh air."

Aizen smiled, as if he could imagine exactly what Sora was feeling.

"Ah, sometimes we do need to take a break from the routine and enjoy a bit of relaxation," he agreed.

"So, tell me more about the Fire Temple," Aizen asked, with genuine interest in his voice. "What kind of place is it? And what kind of monks live there?"

Sora smiled in response to Aizen's questions, and he was beginning to feel more comfortable in the presence of this wise and kind stranger.

"It's a beautiful place, filled with peaceful and wise monks," Sora replied. "We live a life of discipline and moderation, and we focus on helping others and spreading the teachings of the Sage of Six Paths."

"Hmm, it sounds like the Fire Temple is a wonderful place," Aizen said, thoughtful and sincere. "I would love to see it for myself, if you don't mind taking me there."

Sora was surprised by the request. What kind of person would want to visit the Fire Temple?

But Aizen was so charismatic and kind, it was hard to refuse.

"I suppose I could show you the temple," Sora replied, hesistant but willing to trust Aizen. "It's a bit of a long walk, but I'm sure you won't mind."