The Battle of Farewell Between Man and God, Brought About by Aizen's Goodwill, Ends Here

Aizen—Aizen again. Of course it was Aizen!

It made their scalps tingle and cold sweat pour down their backs.

Why did Aizen appear at a time like this?

Why could Aizen appear at a time like this?

It was incomprehensible, unimaginable.

Just when...

Had he planted this contingency within Fujimaru Tachibana?

Within the Light Screen footage, Aizen turned around. In that thought-space where time seemed to have stopped, he walked step by step toward where the goddess Tiamat was, right before Fujimaru Tachibana's eyes.

Aizen's voice lingered by Fujimaru Tachibana's ear as he spoke as casually as if making small talk.

"Miss Fujimaru, I truly must thank you. Without you, stealing the authority of 'Creation' would have been exceedingly difficult."

"After all, any existence that embodies the concept of 'Creation' is immensely powerful, and their authority is likewise extraordinarily stable. Even I would have had no possibility of taking it."

"But you are different."

"You, who had long since formed a Bond with the Mother Goddess of Creation, Tiamat; you, humanity's last Master; you, the Savior—you possess a possibility that no one else possesses."

"That is—to actively summon the goddess Tiamat and have her take the form of a Servant."

"And that fulfilled the first condition for stealing the authority of Creation."

Aizen's figure, clad in a white coat, had fully emerged amid the radiance. As he advanced, he calmly and elegantly stepped around a floating chunk of rubble.

"..." Unable to speak, Fujimaru Tachibana stared fixedly at Aizen.

Sensing Fujimaru Tachibana's gaze, Aizen said in an even voice, "Please do not be angry. I bear neither you nor your friends any ill will, Miss Fujimaru."

"Even the authority of Creation I have usurped is merely a tiny portion of it. To the great Mother Goddess of Creation, it is