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In a vast space constructed entirely from Reishi, a blond young man in a flowing white robe gazed upward, his eyes fixed on a white throne in the distance.
After a long moment, he bowed his head deeply, lost in thought.
Just then, the sound of soft footsteps echoed behind him.
The blond man turned sharply, drawing his sword with a cold expression as he faced the unexpected intruder.
"Shinigami, this is not a place where you are welcome!" the blond man declared, his piercing gaze fixed on the approaching figure.
"So this place truly exists," the intruder murmured to himself, a calm smile playing on his lips.
Boom!
A sudden surge of immense Reiatsu erupted from the blond man, surging toward the intruder with overwhelming force.
"Allow me to introduce myselfâI am Aizen SĆsuke. A pleasure to meet you," Aizen said, his smile unwavering, as if he were not an intruder at all.
Though the blond man's expression softened slightly, his tone remained indifferent. "The scent of death and Hollow energy mingling within you is truly unpleasant."
His gaze hardened. "I already told youâthis is not a place for you. Before you make me angry, I suggest you leave at once."
Aizen, however, showed no sign of irritation. Instead, his smile deepened.
"I wonder," he mused, "after all these generations, are you truly not curious? Where exactly is the so-called Soul King, whom you and your ancestors have devoted yourselves to protecting?"
As soon as Aizen finished speaking, a blade flashed toward him with lightning speed.
Effortlessly, he flickered out of harm's way and stepped forward once more, his eyes locked onto the blond man, as if searching for an answer within him.
"How did you find this place? And how do you know about the Soul King?" the blond man demanded, his sword still poised for attack.
"It seems I have piqued your interest at last. But before we continue, shouldn't you tell me your name?" Aizen chuckled. "After all, the tale I wish to share is quite long."
The blond man hesitated briefly before responding. "Jugram Haschwalth."
Aizen's smile widened as he nodded in understanding before beginning his story.
Karakura Townâunderground, within a secluded spiritual space beneath a hospital.
Ishida Ryƫken's face was filled with shock as he processed Aaron's words. The conversation between Aaron and Ryƫken left Ishida Uryƫ confused and restless.
Seeing his usually composed and indifferent father so visibly shaken only fueled Uryƫ's curiosity.
For a time, the room fell into a heavy silence as all three men were lost in their thoughts.
At last, Ryƫken collected himself and asked in a skeptical tone, "How do you know about the Sternritter? And what exactly are you after?"
Aaron smirked. "I have my own reasons for seeking them out. As for why⊠you don't need to know."
Ryƫken sighed softly as he regarded Aaron. Then, turning to his son, he said, "Uryƫ, go home. There is something we need to discuss in private."
"But, Fatherâ"
Aaron glanced at Uryƫ, who hesitated before speaking, then nodded. "Go back. And don't forget to attend class tomorrow."
After Uryƫ reluctantly left, Ryƫken slowly reached into his pocket and retrieved a silver cross medal, his eyes filled with memories.
"This Quincy Medallion was left to me by my father. He once had the opportunity to join the Sternritter, but for reasons unknown, he uncovered a secretâsomething so grave that he never again used the full extent of his Quincy powers. Instead, he entrusted this medal to me."
He let out a weary sigh. "In truth, even I do not fully understand what the Sternritter are truly after."
Aaron studied Ryƫken with amusement. "And yet, you seemed particularly unsettled when I mentioned them. Why is that?"
Ryƫken shook his head and chuckled bitterly. "Because my father once told me that this medal holds the key to becoming a Sternritter. I don't know its exact purpose, but when I think back to his actions, I can't help but feel that it conceals a truth too great for the Ishida family to bear."
He regarded Aaron seriously. "If you're interested, take it. I have no use for it."
Aaron's eyes gleamed with interest. "If you're offering it, I won't refuse. Consider this a favor I owe you."
Ryƫken lowered his gaze in deep contemplation before tossing the medallion to Aaron without hesitation.
Back in the reishi-constructed space, Haschwalth listened intently to Aizen's story, a strange glint flickering in his eyes.
"True or false, I doubt you would reveal all this information without reason. What is your goal?" Haschwalth asked.
Aizen's smile gradually faded, replaced by a cold expression. "Because the one responsible for everything I've told youâthe true orchestrator behind it allâis our common enemy."
Haschwalth's gaze sharpened. "Tell me his name."
Aizen did not immediately answer. Instead, he raised a hand and lightly tapped the air. A black void cracked open beside him.
Moments later, two figures emerged from the darkness, bowing before Aizen in silent obedience.
Aizen turned back to Haschwalth, his lips curling into a faint smirk. "I believe you'll find them rather interesting."
Haschwalth's eyes narrowed. "A fusion of Quincy and Hollow energy?"
Seeing his plan unfold smoothly, Aizen's expression brightened with satisfaction.
He glanced at the two figures beside him and spoke. "Ibang, Frieganâshow him your strength."
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