Naruto: Shikigami Aizen

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When Aizen's words fell, the members of Las Noches were momentarily stunned, their expressions showing deep confusion. Everyone followed Aizen's gaze, curious about what he was looking at and why his eyes always seemed so profound.

Although their eyes brightened slightly upon hearing that they need not hide their brilliance, one of them still sneered and spoke.

"Boss, what are we waiting for at this point? I don't think much of these so-called ninja warriors."

The one speaking was Barragan. With an arrogant look on his face and a scar between his brows that gave him a menacing air, Barragan stared at Aizen and spoke in a low tone.

The others in Las Noches were slightly surprised, not understanding why Barragan was addressing Aizen this way.

"B-Boss... that's certainly an... unusual title," thought everyone around them.

Ulquiorra, who had been leaning quietly against a tree nearby, shifted his emerald green eyes slightly at Barragan's words, his face expressionless.

Aizen, however, only narrowed his eyes a bit, looking at Barragan calmly, a faint smile of amusement in his gaze as he spoke softly.

"It's been a while since I've heard that title, Barragan. I'm pleased to hear you say it again."

As he spoke, Aizen slowly walked toward Barragan, a serene smile on his face, and said in a low voice.

"What's in the past is already over. Your abilities are crucial. I think it's time to set aside our past grudges, don't you agree, Barragan?"

Aizen stood in front of Barragan with a smile, his gaze deep as if he could see through Barragan's heart. Hearing Aizen's words, Barragan's expression stiffened slightly. Being so close to Aizen's presence made Barragan feel uneasy.

His murky eyes narrowed as his gaze wavered uncertainly.

"Boss, what exactly are you getting at?" Barragan asked in a raspy voice.

At his words, Aizen's lips curved up slightly as he chuckled softly.

"Haven't you always wanted to strike me down, Barragan?"

Aizen's words caused everyone's expressions to shift slightly.

Even Ulquiorra, who was usually composed, had a flicker in his eyes as he glanced at Barragan, his thoughts unknown. Standing before Aizen, Barragan was stunned, his face twitching slightly, and his murky eyes filled with unease as he stared at Aizen's calm smile.

This was the first time Aizen had openly confronted Barragan's hidden thoughts, and the others didn't understand Aizen's intentions.

"Barragan, do you remember the first time we met?" Aizen asked with a smile.

Hearing this, Barragan's murky eyes narrowed as memories of a deeply humiliating moment resurfaced in his mind.

"Upon our first meeting, you were the king of Hueco Mundo, weren't you?"

The scene shifted to a vast, white desert. Under the pale moonlight, in front of crumbling stone structures.

Aizen, dressed in a black shihakusho, wore a serene smile, his glasses reflecting the pale light as he spoke warmly to a group of terrifying creatures.

Inside a towering, worn-down white structure, a massive white skeleton that commanded countless Hollow stared at the three figures approaching him, his hollowed-out eyes gleaming with a dark light.

"You are Shinigami... Heh, Shinigami dare to come to a place like this?" the skeleton wearing a golden crown rasped mockingly.

Aizen, walking at the front of the trio, paid no heed to the skeleton's tone, smiling gently as he spoke.

"Barragan Luisenbarn, would you be willing to submit to me? As my subordinate, I will grant you power that surpasses all limits."

Upon hearing Aizen's words, the skeleton-like Barragan was momentarily frozen, and then suddenly burst into loud laughter. The surrounding Hollows also erupted in laughter, as if staring at dead men.

With a burning intensity in his hollowed eyes, Barragan glared at Aizen and rasped mockingly.

"Shinigami, are you out of your mind? To dare say something like that to me, Emperor Barragan?"

At Barragan's words, Aizen smiled faintly.

"Is that so... You question it?"

"Then, take a look at this, Emperor Barragan."

As he spoke, Aizen slowly drew his zanpakuto, Kyoka Suigetsu, from his waist, holding it upright before him. The bright blade gleamed sharply under the pale moonlight.

Seeing this, the surrounding Hollows looked on curiously, while Barragan's face was filled with disdain.

Aizen let out a soft chuckle, murmuring quietly.

"Shatter, Kyoka Suigetsu."

With those words, a faint ripple seemed to pass over the pristine blade. None of the Hollows present noticed this subtle change.

Barragan smirked, a cruel smile on his skeletal face as he rasped.

"Is this what you wanted to show me, Shinigami?"

"In that case, go ahead and die for me!"

As his laughter echoed, the Hollows surrounding Aizen and his group surged forward, as if eager to tear apart the Shinigami who had offended Emperor Barragan.

But Aizen only smiled calmly, a cold glint flashing across his glasses.

In the next moment.

Without warning, his figure appeared before Barragan, standing atop the high platform.

This sudden appearance startled Barragan, and just as he was about to make a move.

"Crack!"

A crisp sound echoed as the golden crown atop Barragan's head abruptly split in two!

Not only that, a crack suddenly appeared in the white bones around his right eye, as if it had been struck by a blade.

"W-What!?"

Barragan exclaimed in shock, lifting his head to stare in disbelief at the scar near his brow.

Before he could say anything else, faint sounds echoed from below.

"Thud!" "Thud!" "Thud!"...

The Hollows that had been charging at Aizen suddenly froze in place, as if time had stopped. In the next moment, massive cracks appeared one by one across their bodies.

Various fluids gushed out from the Hollow's body, leaving the battlefield in Hueco Mundo a chaotic mess.

Baraggan looked on, shocked, while Aizen's calm voice echoed from beside him.

"Even with all these Hollows gathered, it shatters in just one strike?" 

"Forget it, Baraggan. I've changed my mind. From today on, I'm taking over Las Noches."

"You no longer have the right to manage it for me."

Back to the present, Baraggan gazed at the smiling Aizen, memories of the past flooding his mind.

"Of course, I remember," Baraggan's voice, now raspy and heavy, resembled that of a defiant old man.

In this moment, all his previous arrogance and pride seemed to vanish, replaced by the complex feelings he'd harbored since that day.

Aizen stood before him, his gaze steady, and said softly, "I can return your previous power, Baraggan. This is a new world, and as the king of Hueco Mundo, you should understand what that means."

Hearing Aizen's words, Baraggan's head shot up, disbelief filling his eyes. His voice was hoarse as he asked, "Aizen... you'll really return my power to me?"

Aizen's lips curled slightly as he replied calmly, "Of course. But, just like before, I will only open the door to your body and grant you the key to evolution. If you want to regain your former glory, you'll have to obtain that power on your own."

Baraggan, who had been excited, suddenly grew calm upon hearing this. He pondered for a moment, his cloudy eyes narrowing as he looked up at Aizen and asked heavily, "Why are you doing this?"

Aizen glanced at him briefly, then shifted his gaze to the distant night sky with a faint smile on his lips. "This world is vast, and coming here is an opportunity for all of us. Your reappearance will accelerate my conquest of this world. There's no reason to restrain you, is there?"

A gleam flashed in Baraggan's clouded eyes as he asked gravely, "Aren't you afraid I'll rebel against you once I regain my power?"

Aizen smiled, casting a casual glance at him before chuckling softly, "If you believe you can surpass me, go ahead and try. I look forward to the day you defy me."

"Just like your final attack in Karakura Town, rebellion is always intriguing, isn't it?"

The young Aizen, standing before the white-haired, worn-out Baraggan, showed no sign of caution, exuding complete ease.

Baraggan fell silent, reflecting on Aizen's words.

After a long pause, Baraggan finally shifted his gaze back to Aizen, hesitating briefly before rasping, "I understand. I'll pledge my loyalty to you, but only to you alone."

Aizen smiled faintly and said softly, "Very good, Baraggan. I trust this choice will bring you to heights no Hollow has ever reached."

With that, Aizen took a step forward, standing directly in front of Baraggan.

Aizen stretched out his pale hand, lightly touching Baraggan's forehead with his fingertips.

It was as if a saint was blessing him. The once defiant Baraggan slowly knelt, accepting this unimaginable gift.

A soft "shhh" was heard as pitch-black mist suddenly swirled around Baraggan, thin as ribbons.

This terrifying force, symbolizing decay and death, seemed to grow visibly stronger!

In mere moments!

As Aizen's fingers left Baraggan's forehead, the black mist had expanded, as thick as a tree trunk, suffusing the entire space with an overwhelming sense of oppression and death.

Baraggan slowly opened his eyes, a spark of clarity flashing in his once-clouded gaze. He clenched his fist tightly, his voice brimming with excitement and hoarseness as he said, "I can feel the restraints on this body being lifted!"

"The power of decay is returning to me, flowing endlessly! With enough despair, I can once again become the great emperor, invincible!"

As he spoke, the black mist around him slowly began to change, gathering into what looked like pauldrons on his shoulders, adding to his imposing presence.

However, the black ripples beneath the pauldrons were absent, making him look rather awkward—no longer the Baraggan Louisenbairn of the past.

The others around him, witnessing Baraggan's transformation, couldn't help but glance at Aizen in shock.

They couldn't understand why Lord Aizen would suddenly grant such a great gift to this old man who had always been disrespectful.

Nawaki squinted as he eyed the black mist gathered into pauldrons on Baraggan's shoulders, his pupils shrinking slightly.

The mass was larger than before, but the power it emitted was vastly more potent than before.

Sensing Nawaki's gaze, the still-excited Baraggan glanced at him and smirked, his raspy voice dripping with arrogance. "Boy, I'll forgive your previous disrespect. But from now on, address me as Emperor Baraggan."

Nawaki scoffed, muttering softly, "Emperor? You're just an old geezer."

Baraggan wasn't angered by this. Having regained his power of decay, it was only natural to be excited.

Seeming to remember something, he turned to Aizen with a hint of respect, his eyes gleaming with excitement as he looked toward the distant Konoha. "Boss, should I take action against this 'Konoha Village' you mentioned? With my current power, I could easily wipe them from existence!"

Aizen's lips curled slightly, and he chuckled, "Oh, Baraggan, do you really think you can challenge an entire village with less than one-tenth of your former power?"

His eyes gleamed with amusement as he continued, "You can try, but I doubt you're strong enough to face all of Konoha. Never underestimate your opponents. After all, shinobi have been around for centuries, and the techniques they've created are beyond your imagination."

Baraggan seemed to consider Aizen's words. Glancing at Nawaki, he dismissed the idea of single-handedly taking on Konoha. As Aizen had said, shinobi possessed strange and unpredictable powers. If he wasn't careful, he might suffer a humiliating defeat.

Though still on guard, Baraggan had gained a new sense of caution.

After some thought, he abandoned the idea.

Seeing this, Aizen smiled lightly without saying more.

He turned, his deep gaze sweeping across the night sky toward the distant Konoha.

At that moment.

"Boom!"

A massive explosion echoed from the distant Konoha, sending up plumes of smoke and dust visible even from this great distance.

Seeing this, Aizen's eyes narrowed slightly, a smile forming on his lips as he said softly, "It seems that person has finally come out."

With that, he glanced back at the members of Las Noches, smiling softly as he said, "Prepare yourselves, for we are about to show the world our glory."

Hearing Aizen's words, the members of Las Noches were momentarily stunned before excitement spread across their faces.

At this moment.

Deep within a distant forest, several shinobi tightly encircled an old man and a large ape. The old man, wearing what appeared to be a samurai-like outfit, had a face full of deep wrinkles.

He paid no mind to the shinobi surrounding him, his sharp eyes fixed on a small elderly man behind the circle of ninja.