Aizen smiled.
"You must think you're quite impressive. Indeed, victory seems only a thought away for you. But have you ever considered that this is merely the victory I want you to see?"
Gilgamesh narrowed his eyes.
"What do you mean, mongrel?"
Aizen smiled, unangered.
"A mongrel? Interesting. This is the first time anyone has called me that. But you, King of Heroes-do you truly qualify as a Hero, or did you merely reap the benefits of civilization's birth? King of Heroes, tyrant... hahaha, interesting."
Gilgamesh remained on one knee amid the rubble. Most of his golden armor had cracked apart, and fresh blood seeped from beneath his charred skin. It was not that he did not want to rise; this fleshly body was already nearing its limit.
Acquiring a physical body might be a good thing, but it could also be a bad thing.
He raised his head, fury burning in his red eyes. "Aizen, I admit it. You have succeeded in angering me. Do you wish to die?"
Aizen stood before him, not a speck of dust on his white clothes.
He looked down upon this King of Heroes as though regarding a dying beast. A cornered beast would still fight; naturally, he understood that.
But... he was Aizen, after all.
"Then what do you intend to do, King of Heroes?"
Aizen's voice remained as gentle as ever.
"Then kill yourself, Aizen!"
Gilgamesh barked, the Command Spell on his hand beginning to burn. He was Aizen's Master. With a Command Spell, he could order him to do anything!
Although the best course now was to have Aizen kill these people before killing himself, Gilgamesh was already beside himself with rage and gave no thought to anything else.
Right now, he just wanted Aizen dead!
Sōsuke Aizen smiled and