After the initial shock dissipated, Heles and Sour scurried away to have a private conversation.
"My Lady...he's a traveler. And based on his demeanor...surely, he's seen more than enough to warrant us documenting his knowledge." The Angel instantly saw an opportunity.
"Moreover, he's handsome. We can teach him our ways of Love, and he will spread them in the lands he travels to. Our Universe will finally be understood and respected." One wouldn't consider Heles a God at all if they heard this conversation.
Sour nodded his head while also revising the kind of education his Master should've been receiving.
They returned to Aizen and asked him to step closer as they made their way back to Universe 2.
Standing a foot behind the pair, Aizen's wicked smile wasn't at risk of being spotted.
"By the way, Lady Heles, is your outfit a standard for the Gods of Destruction, or is it tailored to your tastes?" Aizen attempted to distract them while he worked his magic.
"I believe it's standard. Although, when the clothes are summoned the first time, they are influenced by the physique and mental state of the God. Am I right, Sour?"
The twisted God of Universe 6 wanted to leave a trace of his spiritual pressure on both of them, so they would end up corrupting the entire population of Universe 2. Naturally, it won't work on Gods and Angels, but they could most certainly act as a catalyst.
So, when Aizen revealed his power to the populace of Love, they would be inflicted by the same curse as the Saiyans, although at a lower intensity.
However...
"Hmm? There seems to be a strange power leaking from your feet, Mr. Kira. Are you feeling nauseous?" Sour asked.
The fact that his first plan was uprooted so quickly would fill anyone with frustration, but Aizen never changed his expression.
"Yes, that must be it. This method of travelling is new to me, and I'm nervous." He quickly recalled his spiritual pressure, and decided to postpone the infiltration plan.
"Please, be at rest. You can sit if you want, Kira." Heles said with worry, and sat with Aizen to make him more comfortable.
Sour summoned some food, and the two Gods engaged in conversation until they reached their destination.
The palace of an Egyptian Goddess...that's how Heles' abode looked like.
Carpets, gold ornaments, and dancing servants. For a mere Mortal, this would be heaven.
For Aizen, this was merely intriguing.
"This is the sacred place where we express our love without restrictions!" Heles exclaimed. "Every single person here volunteered, and was approved by none other that me. I have been guiding them to the ways of Love, while they teach me about their own Love."
The male was getting annoyed at how often this harlot mentioned that word.
Aizen could see several images that vastly differed from each other.
A bloated man was busy eating grapes, while a skinny, malnourished girl slapped his stomach.
A pole was surrounded by a dozen women, who were busy watching two men put on a strip show.
Some were having intercourse, while others were enjoying a picnic.
The entire floor seemed to filled with a hypnotic, addictive air.
He concluded that their vision of 'Love' was basically promoting 'Freedom', be that of any sort.
"Mr. Kira, perhaps you would like a tour of our Universe before we sit down to share our experiences?" The angel asked him, and received a nod in return.
Heles seemed to be greeting her servants, each of whom were delighted at her return. Meaning she won't be accompanying them.
"That sounds lovely." Aizen agreed, eager to see the various planets and their culture.
He wasn't disappointed. While most were normal, there were no small number of peculiar planets with extraordinary individuals. Including the ones that were using their 'Love' to power up. The increase in strength was similar to 'Super Saiyan', however their 'Love' had a clear limit.
In addition, Aizen considered it a disgrace that, even after leeching off their God of Destruction, they couldn't achieve true strength.
Sour introduced him to Harmira, who seemed like a calculated man, not relying on any unreliable power ups other than teaming up with his partner, Prum.
Tricking the angel was easy enough, 'Kira' wanted to do some research on the inhabitants of Universe 2 in private. Unbothered about how Sour would perceive his request's nature, Aizen corrupted any fighter that he deemed worthy.
Of course, his spiritual pressure would mix into their soul and be undetected by the Angel, and only activate upon their next meeting with Aizen.
As to why Aizen was able to do this to non-saiyans...well, he had spent a considerable amount of time watching Caulifla and Kale fight, analyzing their Ki.
Furthermore, he researched about the cell structure of each species in each Universe.
But that is absurd...there's no way someone could read through and remember trillions of texts...
Aizen could, and he did.
That is why he was deserving of the title of 'God'.
Now, as long as the fighter was 4-levels below Aizen, he had no problem corrupting their soul and turning them subservient to him.
What did that mean?
It meant that the fighter's power level had to be multiplied by itself 4 or more times to be able to touch even a hair on Aizen.
And his reserves meant that he could corrupt a 100,000 troops daily without feeling fatigued.
The tour ended and they returned to find Heles sitting alone on the floor.
"Ara~ You're finally back. Come, sit. Let's discuss..." The last word wasn't spoken as she licked her lips with a lustful gaze.
"LADY HELES! PLEASE LOOK AT ME!"
Before Aizen could even acknowledge what Heles had meant, a loud voice interrupted them. The trio walked to the edge, which was open and inviting you to jump 70 meters to your death.
"Ah! Lady Heles! Today is finally the day, am I right?"
It was a puny creature. Two tails swinging back and forth, a glistening pink horn, pale blue skin and white eyes.
Aizen couldn't comprehend why he was allowed to enter this abode, and address a God so casually.
"Hmph, I keep my home open so anyone in need can approach me, although hardly anyone ever acts on that rule. This here is a brute who's name I haven't bothered to learn." Heles remarked with disgust, a complete contrast to her expression from earlier. "He's an ugly existence, so I've been refraining from soiling my hands by touching him. But interrupting my time with a guest is an offence that begets erasure."
She raised her hand, preparing to launch a small destruction ball, but Aizen's hand stopped her.
"Allow me." He spoke with a gentle smile on his face. Invoking a certain thought process in Heles...
'Ahhh~ He's willing to dirty his own hands to keep me clean and away from the filth. What a splendid man...'
Aizen had realized a few aspects about Heles' personality.
One, she was a kind God, unwilling to massacre without reason.
Two, she had a hatred for anything she deemed 'ugly'. However, her perception of ugly was warped and couldn't be explained.
Three, she was easily manipulated.
Pretending to finish off the nameless intruder, Aizen summoned his zanpakto and chanted...
"Shatter: Kyoka Suigetsu."
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