Master of Puppets, a bleach fanfic

End of passion play, crumbling away I'm your source of self-destruction Veins that pump with fear, sucking dark is clear Leading on your deaths construction

Aizen walked down the corridors of Las Noches. He thought of his Espada, nothing but pawns to him, moveng them where he wanted, reacting how he planned.

Taste me you will see More is all you need Dedicated to How I'm killing you

He thought of his "future" reign as Soul King. What would be his first decree? Kill all those against him? That would be easy enough. Then an arrancar broke is thoughts with some incredable news: the hogyoku had awakened early.

Come crawling faster Obey your Master Your life burns faster Obey your Master Master

Master of Puppets I'm pulling your strings Twisting your mind and smashing your dreams Blinded by me, you can't see a thing Just call my name, 'cause I'll hear you scream Master Master Just call my name, 'cause I'll hear you scream Master Master

Aizen sat back in his throne, looking at his armies. They were readying for an early war. An early victory. The Soul Society would never be expecting this. He could already see himself ruling with all of the world at his fingertips.

Needlework the way, never you betray Life of death becoming clearer Pain monopoly, ritual misery Chop your breakfast on a mirror

Taste me you will see More is all you need Dedicated to How I'm killing you

While his armies were fighting, he made his way toward the Soul King's palace. He had already slain the gaurds mercilessly, and was readying to take what was his. He suddenly laughted to himself. He had forgotten one thing. He still needed to find himself a Queen. Come crawling faster Obey your Master Your life burns faster Obey your Master Master

The Soul King was a little more difficult to beat then Aizen expected, but only a little more. He now wore the crown on his head. He was the one they had to listen to now. And no one could stop him. He controlled all the strings now. Who would dare rise against him, now that he could just look at them and crush them like an insect.

Master, Master, where's the dreams that I've been after? Master, Master, you promised only lies Laughter, Laughter, all I hear or see is laughter Laughter, Laughter, laughing at my cries Hell is worth all that, natural habitat Just a rhyme without a reason Neverending maze, drift on numbered days now your life is out of season I will occupy I will help you die I will run through you Now I rule you too

Come crawling faster Obey your Master Your life burns faster Obey your Master Master