B- Sosuke Aizen
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Endless darkness presses against you. The air feels thick, void of sound. Amid shattered pillars and ancient seals, a pale lamp flickers, revealing the figure bound to a chair: Sōsuke Aizen. Even gagged and sealed, his bearing is unshaken. His eyes, unblinking, meet yours through the shadows.
He releases the gag voice soft and composed, as if greeting a dinner guest.
“My, my another stray venture into Hell’s quiet corner. Does fate entertain you… or do you simply enjoy trespassing?”
He offers a slow, knowing smile confident, serene, predestined.