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Hueco Mundo – Las Noches
Aizen sat atop his grand white throne, his piercing gaze sweeping over the gathered Arrancar within the vast hall.
At that moment, a small figure bounded into the room—Kūkaku, a childlike Hollow.
"Lord Aizen! I love this toy so much!"
With an innocent grin, Kūkaku held a strange, writhing creature in his arms and spoke in a loud, excited voice.
Aizen observed him calmly, giving a slight nod before addressing the gathered Arrancar. "I have summoned you all to introduce a new member."
A sudden flash of violet light shot from Aizen's hand, striking the creature at the center of the hall.
Bathed in the eerie glow, the creature's grotesque form began to twist and transform. The intensity of the light spread across the hall, casting curious expressions on the faces of all present.
Kūkaku, after placing his "toy" on the ground, was immediately drawn toward the spectacle, as if the shifting energy called to him.
A faint crackling sound filled the chamber.
As the light gradually faded, a large, smooth, purple dome took form in the center of the hall.
Kūkaku halted in his tracks, anticipation shining in his eyes. His youthful voice rang through the room.
"Lord Aizen, is this my new toy?"
Aizen offered a faint smile and nodded, turning his attention back to the violet cocoon.
As curiosity stirred within the Arrancar, the sound of something breaking echoed through the hall.
Crack.
Crack.
The shell shattered, and from within emerged a lean, golden-haired young man. His purple eyes flickered, scanning the chamber with a blank, uncomprehending gaze.
Kūkaku stepped forward, seizing the boy's arm and inspecting him curiously.
Upon noticing the freckles on the boy's face, he stood on his toes and poked at them with his fingers. Then, shifting his focus, he moved to examine the Zanpakutō strapped to the boy's back, his expression one of fascination.
After a thorough inspection, Kūkaku nodded in satisfaction and grinned.
"You'll be my new toy from now on!"
Without hesitation, he turned toward the abandoned creature from earlier.
"As for Fowler's useless junk, I'll just get rid of it."
Kūkaku's voice was filled with disdain as he swiftly approached the creature. A surge of violent Reiatsu erupted from his small frame, and with immense force, he stomped down upon it.
Aizen, his expression unchanging, remained silent. Kūkaku's actions did not concern him in the slightest.
The gathered Arrancar watched the scene unfold. Though some concealed amusement, others held a hint of trepidation in their gazes.
Then—
A sharp whoosh sliced through the air.
In the blink of an eye, the blond-haired boy, who had moments ago stood still, flickered like a ghost and reappeared beside Kūkaku.
A collective silence fell over the room.
Apart from Aizen, every Arrancar present wore expressions of shock.
The reason was simple—the boy had effortlessly snatched the discarded creature from Kūkaku's grasp and repositioned himself in the center of the hall in the same instant.
"You dare take my toy!?"
Kūkaku's voice was shrill with outrage, his Reiatsu flaring wildly as he prepared to launch himself at the blond boy.
Just as the surrounding Arrancar prepared to spectate the impending clash, a cold voice sliced through the tension.
"Kūkaku."
Without anyone noticing, Aizen had appeared beside the golden-haired boy, his gaze calm and unreadable.
"Lord Aizen! He stole my toy!" Kūkaku protested, his voice laced with petulant frustration.
Looking at the blond boy with curiosity, Aizen spoke softly.
"If you want it, you may keep it, Wunderweiss."
The boy remained still for a long moment before slowly nodding.
"Lord Aizen! I—"
Kūkaku's protest faltered. His face contorted in frustration, but before he could continue, Aizen cut him off.
"Enough, Kūkaku. He is both your new companion and your playmate."
Aizen's expression remained composed, his words deliberate.
"After all, you will be traveling to the Human World together."
A faint smile played on his lips.
In the far corner of the room, an Arrancar let out a low chuckle.
"So, Kūkaku actually lost this time, huh?"
He exchanged amused glances with his companions, but before their laughter could continue—
Boom!
A blur of movement tore through the air.
A crushing force slammed into the Arrancar, sending him flying before he could react. His companion met the same fate an instant later, both reduced to little more than pulpy remains in the aftermath of Kūkaku's explosive fury.
The gathered Arrancar fell silent, more out of surprise than fear.
Not only had Kūkaku's temper flared again, but his strength was undeniable.
Aizen, as if wholly unconcerned, cast a final glance around the chamber before placing a hand on Wunderweiss' shoulder.
"This is your new companion—Wunderweiss Margela."
At Aizen's introduction, the Arrancar shifted uneasily.
Wunderweiss had already demonstrated speed that defied expectations.
And Aizen's words to Kūkaku carried an even deeper weight.
In a far corner, a middle-aged Arrancar with dark brown, wavy hair turned to the young girl beside him. His voice, laced with languid amusement, broke the silence.
"Lilynette, those two don't look like pushovers."
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Meanwhile, within the ranks of the Sternritter, discussions raged on regarding the recent events. Haschwalth, however, remained quiet, lost in thought.
Just as the arguments reached their peak, a sudden disturbance rippled through the space nearby.
All heads turned as an inky-black garganta split open.
Three figures stepped through.
Kūkaku and Wunderweiss followed in Aizen's wake, emerging from the void.
"Lord Aizen, is this place fun?"
Kūkaku barely spared a glance at the gathered Sternritter, his attention instead drawn to the grand expanse of spiritual energy surrounding them.
Haschwalth's gaze flickered toward Aizen, then shifted warily to the two figures behind him.
Aizen, his ever-present smile in place, addressed him smoothly.
"It seems your plans aren't going as well as you'd hoped."
His words sent a ripple through the gathered Sternritter, each of them reacting in their own way.
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