Disclaimer: I don't own bleach, ownership belongs to Tite Kubo.
Fic-set response to Girlofeverycolor's Cruel Lives; 30 Day Writing Challenge, every chapter about a different Bleach character. Not sure I'll managed a fic for a day, but it's fun! Three rules for me: One: put music of shuffle (oh, I have so many playlists), Two: never pass the 2000 word count (which I was certain I did but apparently not! so ha!), Three: one fic each two days at least!
Chapter one: Aizen Souske
God is a Butterfly
Aizen's odd transfiguration to butterfly made a whole lot more sense than people assumed.
Most Insects don't have brains or the ability to feel emotions the same way other animals do. Their comprehension of the world is completely different, they do not have a self purpose for their existence, no goal, the only thing deriving them to live is pure Instinct. They cannot feel love or hate, and pain and danger is an instinctual reaction by nerves rather than brain and heart.
They just live until they die, a life as short as few days.
Insects exist not for the animal or human, but the World. They're part of the ecological system, like flowers. They are small and replace yet completely necessary. You kill hundreds of them each day yet there would still be billions of billions left, and the world would just greatly deteriorate without them.
In Soul Society, Hell butterfly are messengers, expandable and necessary, taken for granted. In the Living World, they are God's eyes. Their life is short, they flutter around from flower to flower and everything they see the Soul King sees. When one dies, other replaces him.
Do butterflies feel pain? can they feel fear? Love? Joy? Hurt? Or do they see world as a fleeting thing, like a dream through fog? A God who uses such creatures as his own eyes, can he feel these emotions? Can a God like that really be the linchpin holding the universe together?
Aizen saw what other people didn't. He realized the insane fragility this unstable universe exists in. It would make prefect sense for the man who hates God and claims the crown to be a Butterfly, wouldn't it?
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I do not know whether I was a man dreaming I was a butterfly, or whether I am now a butterfly, dreaming I am a man.
—Zhuangzi
God, I've been itching to get this idea out of my system for months!