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Summary: The Untold past of Aizen, while he still played the role of vice-captain of the 5th Court guard division. That's a story where the past intersects with present.
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Part I
– Prologue –
Many centuries ago,
Soul Society,
Rukongai outskirts, near a forest, under the clear blue sky, the silence dominated. The only sound heard were the drops of water falling to the ground after a strong rain that ceased not long ago.
On that scenery, there was a boy kneeled on the soil ground. His scholarly brown-hair was completely wet. His bangs fell over his face, hiding his eyes. He looked at his hands, they were wounded and dirty of mud, his grayish-blue kimono was also dirty.
He listened to steps coming closer, running hurriedly. It was a cerulean-blue haired girl. Her hair was tied in a ponytail and her gray eyes showed some anxiety as she pulled the hem of her kimono up to run fast. Although her yellow kimono with flowers patterns was messy, it was possible to tell the difference between her clothes and his. The fabric of her kimono was definitely expensive, although it didn't seem to matter a child not older than ten years old.
"Aizen-kun!" she called, throwing her knees in the ground and sliding on the mud to his side "What has happened here?" her brows raised in concern.
"… My powers… I did it again…"
After listening to those lone words her face changed, she had a troubled expression. She watched terrified the bodies lying down around them. They were all children. They were still breathing, but had fainted just by approaching the brown-haired.
"They said I couldn't play with them anymore… They were… Scared."
He looked at her, but his eyes were so distant and empty, it caused the girl to sweat a bit. He was her friend, but, he could be scary sometimes. Ignoring her internal confusion, she took one if his hands on hers and tried to assure him:
"There must be a way to control your powers, right?"
"I don't know…"
A drop of sweat formed on her face, his frivolous eyes became more distant at each sentence she tried to use to help him. He was falling into the depths of his own darkness. Why has he born with those uncontrollable powers? Why he couldn't prevent his powers from hurting people? He didn't know what to do.
The girl, seeing the despair engulfing her dear companion, remembered something important, and told him:
"I-I've heard about something…" she gulped nervously "The shinigami academy… They say you can learn how to control your latent abilities there… Aizen-kun, if you go… You could…"
A glimmer of life sparkled on his dreary eyes, a flickering glint that was filled with hope.
"Is it true? Shinigami…? But…"
"I'm sure you can control your powers better if you train, moreover, being a Shinigami means to help people, right?" she smiled happily after seeing his sudden change of mood.
"…"
He didn't answer, instead he looked at his own hands with a faint smile. The possibility of finding a place where could learn how to control his enormous reiatsu was simply amazing.
That's how the story of his ambitions started. When a young boy with talent decided to change his life and somewhere during the road he has lost himself into the depths of the darkness.
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Centuries after,
Hueco Mundo
Aizen walked on the corridors of Las Noches with elegance, his servants Gin and Tousen walked beside him. They arrived in front of a big door and pushed it. His sight identified the reunion room, where his ten most skilled arrankaras awaited for him.
"Shall we start, my dear espadas?" he greeted them with a tranquil smile "… But before that, let's have some tea…"
He narrowed his eyes full of greed and his serene smile enlarged as the aura around him disrupted the seemingly peace.
Prologue/END