The Power of God
He couldn't understand it. Even as he sat, bound and helpless, before the new Central 46 council he couldn't quite comprehend how it had come to this.
He had not made a mistake, as he was sure most everyone thought, by not killing Kurosaki Ichigo early in the game. In truth, no matter how absurd it sounded, he had assumed (hoped) that once the orange haired teen reached an equal level of power- power that could rival a god- that he would understand and join him in his quest to truly become 'God.' He had trusted (hoped) that Ichigo would understand such power and the responsibility and solitude that came with it. He knew the boy was intelligent and had thought (hoped) that he would come to understand, to realize the necessity of overthrowing the royal house.
In truth, Aizen Sousuke had longed (hoped, damnitt) for a companion.
From the moment he had grasped the power of Kyoka Suigetsu he had been alone. Young though he had been at the time, he had instinctively known that his power was more: more than his peers, more than any seated officer in the Gotei thirteen, more than any nobility turned Shinigami, more than the So-taichou.
And now, despite all his power, and planning, and his best efforts to rule the world… now he would spend the next twenty thousand years contemplating his failure and deciding exactly when or where everything went wrong.
