Den of Monsters

Y2 Vol1: Pulling Old Strings

(Aizen Sosuke's POV)

Doubt is a matter shared by all humans, it is a somewhat unremovable anxiety for all of them.

It comes out of many aspects built up in our lives, be it daily or long term; It is certainly coming, how could it not?

If doubt didn't exist within a man's heart then man would be no less of a machine as the car he drives or the phone he holds, and doubt is in no way a terrible thing, it can be quite fruitful to us.

If controlled and surpassed a man can go from doubtful to byronic, unhinged by the mortal realm's challenges....

I remember every day in my life where i was bored and dissatisfied, i was always a man who possessed talent; Some might say. though i myself did not see it that way, i am merely someone who saw the world through a clear glass window rather than blurred one.

I will not lie to the world and call myself a humble man. No i am most prideful of all, as one should is it not correct 'That the noble soul has reverence for itself'?, what need do i have to question myself?, even if i am faced against a man who felt nothing for the world or himself, my complete antithesis; I found myself still smiling pridefully.

I have grown to find such a man curious to me, his name holds no meaning to him or the world, just his presence alone held weight, he was a king yet he didn't care for it, he possessed power yet he did not use it to the fullest...he merely stayed in a small cage playing god.

Be it against me or those three, he played the role so perfectly i was utterly impressed, i had been so terribly dissatisfied with the thought of not being able to play more with him...Alas, i found a small detour, a replication of what he did; Though i was more fortunate to have stumbled upon an unexpected being laying dormant in the hands of a naive man.

A few connections and chats and i found myself at the pinnacle of the world once again, usually any man would be content with such a placement but i am not any man, what sort of man would Alexander The Great be if he let Darius live in his kingdom peacefully?!.

Playing a simple game of chess is all there's to this battle.

A king playing against another to see which one would let his 'King' die first...

It's been a good week since we were sent here by Atsuomi Ayanokoji to supposedly bring back his son...Kiyotaka, a simple lie but one effective enough to decieve those unaware of what lies below the light exterior of the whiteroom's supposed perfect education.

I sat down in the familiar and antique room of the chairman, how saddening it is to not see Narumori in here, though i suppose it was inevitable that he would find himself falling down to the abyss below.

"Quite the curious cast of first years you've picked Tsukishiro-san, i find it especially interesting how you decided to place the number one student in my class..." Akane spoke up first as i was seated right before her on the sofa.

Tsukishiro was seated on the chairman's desk with a calm smile on his face as beside him stood Sumeragi, a teacher and student pair that is highly dangerous...

"Ahahaha i merely picked people who would find alot of joy in ruining what bonds Ayanokoji-kun made" he said with a friendly tone as he shrugged his shoulder.

Is that how it is...well it doesn't matter, class D and class A are the ones running the show and that is all that matters right now.

The door of the room knocked three times, i glanced a look towards it as Tsukishiro spoke up.

"Come in"

At his words the door opened and from it came two young people, the first was a young man with brown hair and green emerald eyes and a friendly smile on his face, the second was a young girl with scarlet red hair and crimson eyes, she had a very mischevious smile on her face as she jumped excitedly into the room.