A/N: I had to wonder what Aizen was thinking while he was planning elevate himself to godhood. Not because of his motivation; that much was fairly obvious. He wasn't happy with his slot in life, he wanted more powerful and he wouldn't be happy until he sat at the top. I understand that, but what I wanted to figure out was what he thought of the people around them. He manipulated them with such ease that he had to have studied them and figured out their every move. It's those thoughts about other people that make me curious, so I decided to write about them to figure out what he was thinking and why he treated every character the way he did.
This story will be from Aizen's POV, and (with the exception of this Chapter, which is an introduction) it includes his thoughts about Bleach Characters, as many people as I can. Everyone from his Espada, to the Gotei Thirteen, to oddball humans and Quincy. It won't be updated as regularly as I normally like to do since it's a series of oneshots, not a story with an actual plotline.
So, with no further ado, here we go.
Introduction- Through the Looking Glass
Aizen POV
I strolled down the empty halls of Las Noches, normally there would be Arrancar wandering about and they would be fairly busy. Not today, though, not while I walked down them. Lesser beings and pathetic scum always fled when I was around, whether it was because of my power or because of my seeming ability to read their minds, I do not know.
Nor do I care.
It is not the job of a God to worry about his creations, nor is it his job to care about them. I am God, I am absolute. What those of lesser power do is of no concern to me. They are ants, and if I step on them and crush them by accident with my reiatsu- as has happened so many times in the past- then it is of no concern to me. The fact that they lack the intelligence to get out of my way shows they are not worthy of being in my presence, or even of living.
In a way though, it made me feel slightly nostalgic while I was walking down these empty halls. I remembered back when I was in the so-called 'Court of Pure Souls'. I would walk down the hallway with Hinamori trailing behind me like a lost puppy, and Gin would often walk with us. Perhaps that is an indicator of how much higher I have risen- I am even above the Shinigami now, above the Gods of Death. I enjoyed my time there, but it was not my place. My place is in the seat of God, far above the Shinigami and their hopeless struggle against me.
I was God, and yet they still continued to fight me.
Just like ants fighting against a human, the Shinigami's fight against me was futile. But they continue fighting, and soon I will have to take action.
It's a shame they're all going to die.
They could have been so useful.