* / transcendence.

════════════════════════════════════════════

An independent, private and very selective roleplay blog for SŌSUKE AIZEN from the BLEACH series. Contains canon divergency, sporadic activity, defended by his lawyer Val, she / her, 31 years of age. I do not follow first. Personals and minors DO NOT INTERACT.

════════════════════════════════════════════

╰ ┈➤ MAIN VERSE. Please read before interacting!

⟶ headcanons. ⟶ gallery. ⟶ aesthetic. ⟶ playlist. ⟶ promo.

════════════════════════════════════════════

And thus, his greatest weapon had sworn undying loyalty to him.

════════════════════════════════════════════

── . In exploration with:

● ketsumyo ● destructivourr ● kagehanabira ● kigakurutta ●

════════════════════════════════════════════

── Blogroll:

@xfulmen ( Laxus Dreyar - low activity )

@gallantfairy ( Erza Scarlet - low activity )

Rules under cut.

( * / @jinjahime / prompt / accepting )

❛ You should already know by now. ❜

Statuary posture, inevitably, obstructed by the biding habiliment that engulfs his totality. Unable to behold the sempiternal obscurity that subsists within his temporary residence, his spiritual pressure provided sufficient assistance; speech was prohibited, yet such superfluous ruleship never reached his otherworldliness to abide. In regardance of his current condition, this was a mere obstacle in the path of absolute transcendence -- caused by the exposure of his own sentimentality. Sōsuke Aizen was an entity that reached and ultimately surpassed anticipations, an enigma with stupendous intellectuality at disposal, in companionship with extraordinary strength; and despite his imprisonment, his strength shall only keep growing.

With nay infinite time placed upon his oath, ineluctable forthplanning shall commence. From mere words and retortments to acts beyond comprehension; to the many, to the majority --- but Urahara Kisuke did not belong in that equation. No. Someone of such extraordinary wisdom could decipher yours truly --- a challenge it may be, but one that Sōsuke firmly believes that the former captain could conquer with no hesitation demonstrated. A wondrous sight, but fury within his own beating flexor lingers suchlike a vestigial flicker of everlasting flame; ire, for reasons unbeknown to the majority, yet known to the very few.

Even so, there were still many layers hidden within the arcanum of his entirety, and their exploration would take centuries, or even milleniums.

❛ I would like to believe your question held rhetorism rather than absurdity. The mere notion of irrationality does not suit someone of your caliber. ❜

In a rarity of a circumstance, such words could illustrate the concept of complimenting. Alas, for he is merely offering an appropriate description of the individual presented upon him.

❛ Patience is strength. And such strength is necessary for advancement. ❜

( * / @aurantis / prompt / accepting )

❛ You are in no position to make such inquries. ❜

Austerous, poised, words spoken in rich voice, oozing with jeopardy and the finality of decisiveness --- he had no need to divulge the scarceness of his motives. Few are the ones that were bestowed with such significance, and those are the ones that had displayed sufficient comprehension. Inoue Orihime, notwithstanding her extraordinary abilities that trespass divinity's territory, was nothing more than a mere pawn, positioned atop a wooden chessboard, moved in accordance.

She was brought within the stronghold of Las Noches to serve under his absolute commandship. Nothing more, nothing else. Everyone's role would soon reach their respective conclusion.

For now, feet moved in an idle pattern, with the miniscule heels of his shoes making contact with the tiled floor, causing a repetitive clicking sound to reverberate amid the atmosphere. Both hands were placed behind his back, one above another, consequently retaining a posture of incontestable equilibrium. Soon, for his movements to halt, as his totality was standing in front of the well - crafted balcony of his private headquarters. Identical complexions of chestnut would glance with regardfulness at the sight of the outskirts within the realm of Hueco Mundo, sans diverting his attention from the young human; precisely, the conversation bound to take transpiration. That is, should he wish for its continuance.

❛ My motives and my willingness to have my plans reach fruition should be of no concern to you. Therefore, I suggest you cease such comfortability around me, as I have none to spare to you. However, I am inclined in gracing you with one piece of information, that I believe you should appreciate. ❜

A brief pause of words, as he would incline his head just enough for brown complexions to face the other individuality.

❛ I am willing to go far enough to the point there is no path to walk on. So, I will create one and keep walking till I reach what is necessary. ❜

❛ --- Strange, don't you think? ❜

Tiled walls reverberated by austerous voice, laced with traces of enigmanity; enough to propose contemplation. The art of wordism he wielded in maximality, in preparedness to prompt its usage, unable to decipher the arcanum of a personality. Sōsuke Aizen had no need for acts of decodedness, only of serviceable pawns to use at his own disposal.

❛ You could have risen to grander levels, given the abilities you wield in possession. You could even become part of my elite team of Espada, and yet --- there is something that prohibits you from doing so. So allow me to inquire --- what obstructs you from reaching higher? ❜

Truth limned suchlike thin and eloquent brushstrokes upon blank canvas, in equivalence of calligraphic handwritting. Yet, the perceptiveness of oneselve would verify weather verity had made such an appearance or not.

( * / @equanmitiy / prompt / accepting )

When does this end?

A question with plethora of answers, stemming out of subjectorism. An inquiry with significance that few can display comprehension to. Innumerable scenarios would cross his mind, played like a theatrical performance with yours truly as the orchestrator, and yet all of them would reach a certain destination. All of them would cross boundaries beyond perceptiveness, reach heights that few could even dare to conceptualize; the unworthy would never dare to dream of obtaining --- how credulous, a ludicrous diegesis that could make even someone without the beating susceptible flexor, to laugh boisterously.

Alas, no need to dwelve in such prosaic manners.

When does this end?

He could effortlessly offer a mundane answer, laced in predictability yet still retaining impactfulness. He could bestow her with a response that would make her to never question the motives behind his actions. He could even offer her something of profoundness, yet the misinterpretation to sentimentality is there, standing like a potentiality of a chance; emotionalism was never his ally, a connotation disregarded from his vocabulary for the sake of his aspirations to be accomplished. He would only speak out of the logicalness of his brain, an abudance of such in his possession. Despite the immeasurable amount of inquisitiveness wielded, there was none held for such trait. Only its absolute disregardance.

He could even refuse to acknowledge such query, but avoidance will only feed to perpetuity. The refusal of acknowledgement was never on the table to begin with -- only, the choices to vocalize his response; to present enough yet to intrigue curiosity to seek. A conundrum of words that would require indispensable perspicacity to solve. Such was Aizen Sōsuke.

Or was he, hm?

❛ Any response I am be inclined to give, may not be compensatory enough. ❜

A brief pause, allowing his deep voice to resonate within the atmosphere, yet soon to offer continuance with apparent laconism, enough to unveil what is necessary with emphasis showcased. Even so, the persistence of the enigma is there, headstrong.

❛ When the sempiternity of this would reach its ending. ❜

( * / @ofamess / unprompted )

And he would offer a glance of stoicness, sans inquisitiveness -- anticipations were placed on a low pedestal, as previous counterances had proven of such. Notwithstanding the intellectuality and the enigma environing the current Head Captain, respect was a trait that has yet to be attained at excellence; lieu, there was forbearance at maximality, accompanied with satisfactory patience -- a characteristic that Sōsuke Aizen wields in inconceivable mastery.

Thus, gloved arms would fold themselves underneath clothed sternum, whilst retaining sufficient distance. Silence was a gift yet not many are worth attaining it. Therefore, he, shall offer a few words spoken in deep baritone ( and mayhaps, with a hint of sardonism ), equivalent of saving grace.

❛ You seem to be in good spirits. Does this stem from diverting your attention from your duties, once more? ❜

( * / @kakimushire / unprompted )

❛ Goodness gracious. It would seem that your confidence has crossed the boundaries of arrogance, evidently resulting in diminution of your valuability. ❜

Stoical, disallowing any traces of sentimentality to be divulged upon half - binded facade, whilst deep voice would offer its inevitable retortment; consequent reverberation amid the atmosphere. A rarity of a sight to behold -- the one referred as omnipotence incarnated, divinity manifested, was currently situated upon an infernal chair, with a miscellany of habiliments withholding his wholeness from performing the most miniscule movement. And the apparent sarcasm emitting from the eccentric captain was enough to offer its own merit of disappointment. Arrogance was a characteristic trait that Sōsuke was well acquainted with, but in contradinstiction with the rest, he had the necessities to illustrate his words with actions.

He could have played the same game -- joined as the optimum player, undoubtedly the victorious one, to join the dancefloor. Alas, for he is the epitome of solemnity, with customary unreadability depicting him, he shall refrain from engaging in any puerile activities. Lieu, providing in a vocal manner a set of few words, was more than he was willing to offer.

❛ Such haughtiness makes you look predictable. ❜

❛ In which I could only assume that such descrption is insulting to your character. Seemingly, Soul Society never ceases to disappoint me. ❜

i do plan on coming back at some point, i just don't know when exactly, but seemingly during the time the 4th cour will air. also activity will be weird because i plan on getting a second job soon because your local metalhead has picked up some expensive hobbies to maintain LMAO.

either way, i missed writing this totally unproblematic and very misunderstood gemini here. since the bleach rpc seem to be dead, i don't mind dwelving into crossovers. in fact, if you know me, you know i live and breathe for crossovers, they heal my soul.

❛ Good grief. ❜

❛ It would seem that no particular changes had transpired during my absence, for I can see that petulance is still part of your behavioural mannerisms. ❜

( * / @khrysallis / prompt / accepting )

Moments of utmost queitude were introduced upon having such query cause reverberation amid the atmosphere environing both souls. He remained tall and tacit, with equipose exuded customarily. He allowed the warmth of sunlight to engulf his totality, contradicting the abyss perpetuating the construction of his current residence. Gloved arms had taken a folded formation thereunder garmented thorax; this was not a stance out of defensiveness, but merely, providing some comfort lieu of the statuary posture he is binded in, nigh sempiternally.

In regardance of the wretchedness of this realm, he had avowed to himself that alterations will take transpiration upon reaching ascendancy to absolution. The pillars that carry the encumbrance of the sins, corruptiveness, erroneous governship, will shatter to nothingness with resultant changes to supersede of such; justice, correctful judicature and irrefragably, an individual worth of earning godhood. Controversial for many, as his own actions had demonstrated the exact opposite --- a compassionless, inexorable tyrant with egoism reaching levels beyond comprehension. He was criminality's epitome, callous and impassive at eminence, but such shallow depictions showcase oneselve's incompetence to comprehend.

And despite everything, he was placed at a standstill for several millenniums. Immortality was one of his greatest tools to possess, in a union with patience. Therefore, one could consider this as the end of it all, he, one the other hand, was still making prideful strides towards the path he had begun walking. Unhesitant, sans any change in his pattern of walking, resoluteness would still embrace his beating flexor.

❛ From a perfunctory point of view, one would consider this as purposeless, rendered to nothing but impracticality. However, for one that wields resolvedness, this is only the beginning, Hinamori - kun. I have made it abudantly clear in the past, that patience is a virtue, only granted to those that had fought for it. ❜

❛ Thus, I believe this answers your question. ❜