People are in Naruto, I am Aizen

There must be some plans for Aizen to do experiments.

This time, the illusion contagion has very obvious symptoms, which are related to moonlight. Although it is very bizarre, it is true that only under the light of the moon can one enter the beautiful fantasy dream.

And Aizen is aiming at such characteristics, directly arranged some chakra display devices around the room, and all the common chakra signal characteristics in the room have been marked a month ago, after confirming that there are no new chakra signals In the case of carat sources, environmental testing was initiated.

The reason for using this common environment is mainly to simulate the living space of ordinary people. Just like what Aizen himself said, among the people who dared to sacrifice in the upper class of Konoha, there is really no one more suitable than him. Only he has been living in a small room, even as a Hokage consultant agent, he has never improved his living environment, running around all day.

From the perspective of environmental measurements, Aizen's residence does not seem to be particularly different from most civilians. He just lives there, like many people who have died.

"If it is confirmed that I will not wake up again, then overturn all conclusions. These things must be operated by a dark controller. And if I show any abnormalities after waking up, such as reconciling with the family ninjas , and start doing some hypocritical things, it means that this illusion also has the ability to control."

"This time I am not only facing a dead end in politics, but also an opportunity. Only in this situation where you can never back down, and in this situation where you can see your true heart no matter what you do, can Konoha develop, This kind of action can last. No matter who developed this disease, I will use my own ability and decision to solve the problem. In this way, even if I fail, Konoha will continue to advance because of my death. "

"So, no matter what, I will complete my idea in this operation. Do you understand, Minato-kun. This is the last chance, and neither Ninja World nor we have more time. We can only choose to move forward, or die .”

"Brother Aizen..."

Looking at Aizen Soyousuke who was laying down the futon in front of him, as if he was about to do something, Minakaze Minato was filled with countless complex emotions.

But in the end, it became calm under Aizen's call.

"Slightly fragrant."

Aizen said.

And with the trembling palm of Namikaze Minato lighting the incense stick, and placing it under the moonlight, Aizen Soyousuke looked at Namikaze Minato who retreated outside and nodded, and slowly closed his eyes.

It was like sinking into the water, and there was a gentle touch in all directions, like a mother wrapping herself. And as the gentle touch gradually dissipated, Aizen slowly opened his eyes.

Then, he saw the crowd in front of him who seemed to be taken aback by his appearance.

"...What, Aizen. I was taken aback. I thought Mako came to ask us to listen to the song again."

"Um?"

Looking at the people gathered together in front of him, Aizen looked at them with some surprise.

He should be in a slightly elegant Japanese-style courtyard, a group of people wearing black robes, some wearing feathers, and some without haori, are chatting.

For the sudden appearance of Aizen, a young man with orange hair was startled, and then quickly came up to him, smiling at Aizen stretched out his palm, that smile was like sunshine.

"Hey! Aizen! Let's go play together in this world! My son keeps thinking about you!"

"……good."

"What's wrong? Aizen, what happened?"

"Why do you think so?"

"Huh? Then there's no need to say?"

Walking ahead of time, walking along the delicate and small corridor to the passage leading to the outside world, the young man who has become tall and stable said in surprise:

"We have a relationship of mutual understanding. If you are not in a good state, you can tell at a glance? Ah, don't you still feel guilty about your actions at that time? Then talk to Chisentao , she doesn’t blame you for anything. Besides, didn’t you kill everyone?”

With his back to the sun, the young man with sun-like hair looked at Aizen who was following behind, and showed a bright smile.

"Whether it's virtual, Shinigami, or the soul of the homeless street, you didn't do anything, you just want to make the world of corpses and souls better? Then it's no problem! I know what you think! So it doesn't matter, Go forward boldly!"

"I didn't even kill the people in Vagrant Street..."

Sure enough, the ideal in my heart seemed to have never changed since then.

Want to be an ordinary god of death, want to have a normal life. Most importantly, I want to have a friend who understands me.

Looking at the figures in white robes and black deadly costumes who seemed to have been gone for decades and were laughing and playing with each other, Aizen pushed his glasses.

This is your own test.

If there is no self in the trial, how can it be called a trial? Aizen Soyousuke is not a god, let alone a creator, but just an ordinary human being.

And isn't it reasonable for human beings to break through the trials they initiate themselves?

To try to master human beings, if you don't break these things first, how can you say that you are superior to everyone?

Aizen is disdainful of those who casually talk about natural disasters but hide behind the scenes and never face the disasters that come to them.

Now that you are convinced that you have transcended, that you have the courage, and that your theory is correct, you should, like the scientists in the modern world, use your actions to prove your theory.

He was never the Aizen Soyousuke who was only bound by hatred and past history in Soul World, he was Aizen Soyousuke after the fusion of three memories. Whether it is consciousness, action or thought, he is ready.

If anyone in this world should be tested first, it should be him.

As a creator, if you don't even know what kind of potential your creations have and what kind of numerical planning they have, then you are obviously not a qualified creator.

But now, walking behind his most satisfying creation, seeing how the understander created by himself is already living in happiness, he has realized what his original heart is.

"However, for so many years in the soul world, there are no regrets or defects. It is a dream-like happiness! This is all thanks to you, Aizen! Thank you for doing so many things. Needless to say so much It's disgusting, Yiyong is still waiting for you, a foster father."

"Really? It's really a dream-like scene."

"Speaking of which, I haven't seen Aizen for so long, what are you doing? I heard from the 12th Division that you seem to be doing something very powerful, is that so?"

"Ah. I'm trying to give everyone the courage to face the world."

Following behind Kurosaki Ichigo, he walked up to the crossing gate, looking at the appearance of the Japanese-style sliding door, Aizen pushed his glasses, and said in a low voice:

"You don't need to be happy because of illusory happiness, and you don't need to feel afraid because of real fear. What I want to do is to fill people with confidence and courage, and let the world take me a step further."

"I can't understand it at all, but it feels okay, so it's okay!"

"Thank you, Kurosaki Ichigo. You are indeed my most perfect work, and the only one who communicates with me."

"Are you talking about those boring things again? Aizen. You really like to say some weird things that others don't understand."

"No, I'm just thanking you. Everyone is a unique existence that cannot be integrated with each other. As a human being, this is inevitable. However, only when the courage emerges to step out of this false space and face the real world, I can get what I really care about.”

"So what's the matter?"

"It's just that the dream should wake up."

Looking at the adult man with a sunny smile in front of him, Aizen Soyousuke shook his head, took off his glasses, and slowly brushed his hair up.

Opening his eyes again, the figures of those old acquaintances were gone. Only that layer of pure, azure smog slowly rose in Aizen's eyes.

The chakras that have been marked are like a string of sparks, in Aizen's eyes along the pure white moonlight, gradually entangled around his pillow and head, colluding with the bright moon outside the sky, instigating Power that does not belong to him.

"Sure enough, the signal is confirmed."

Moon.

Looking at the shining Chakra under the white moon, Aizen Soyousuke slowly raised his head, and looked at the light blue moon.

"I know how to solve the problem, Minato-kun. You can go back first and wait for my good news. After all, if it is announced tomorrow, I will ask you to protect me."

Slowly sitting up from the tatami, Aizen looked outside at Minato with a surprised face, and whispered:

"By the way, Minato-kun. Please pay more attention to those people in the village who wear white haori like me."

"If you want to murder someone, it's the most convenient and quickest way to strike from behind. If someone among those people decides to harm the village, it's the fastest way to act in haori."

"Also, according to the information I have received in the dream and now, I suspect that this mysterious infectious disease may be related to some families in Konoha. Don't act rashly, let me handle it myself."

Looking at the half-kneeling outside the door, as if he had expected something, Namikaze Minato, Aizen Soyousuke sat in the writing room again, and said with a smile:

"Minato, the rest is up to you. Be sure to become Konoha's greatest ninja as you said. I will end this tomorrow."