Naruto: Sasuke Uchiha Returns from Soul Society

"Lord Aizen."

Szayelaporro bowed respectfully to Aizen before turning his gaze to Sasuke, his eyes behind his glasses gleaming with barely suppressed excitement.

"Sal Apollo".

Aizen nodded slightly, then gestured with his eyes, "Give Sasuke a detailed report on your recent research findings."

"Yes, Lord Aizen."

Szayelaporro responded, cleared his throat, turned to the first page of the report in his hand, and began to present his research findings.

"Based on the biological samples collected from you some time ago, we will conduct research and analysis..."

Sasuke's eyes instantly turned cold.

Research?

Your own biological sample?

A sense of unease at being secretly watched made him unconsciously place his hand on the hilt of the knife at his waist.

Szayelaporro seemed oblivious to Sasuke's displeasure, remaining engrossed in his research and continuing to speak to himself.

"I've come to a very interesting conclusion."

His voice rose, "That's your genetic code; there seems to be some kind of congenital deficiency!"

"And this deficiency is precisely the root cause of the 'incompleteness' of the unique power within you."

Szayelaporro looked up, his eyes behind his glasses gleaming with fanaticism.

"According to my research, the power within you, which we will tentatively call 'Unknown Energy A,' is characterized by a tremendous amplification of the spiritual realm. Both your unique eyes and your strange techniques that can distort others' perceptions originate from this."

"Therefore, we can make a bold but reasonable inference..."

Szayelaporro closed the report in his hand, his eyes gleaming with excitement, and gave his conclusion.

"Corresponding to this 'spirit,' there must also exist another power characterized by strengthening the 'physical body,' to achieve a perfect balance with it!"

The other half... enhances the power of the physical body?

Sasuke's brows furrowed tightly.

"So, Sasuke-kun."

Aizen's voice rang out at the right moment, bringing the topic back on track, his face showing just the right amount of curiosity, "May I ask a question?"

"Where does this unique power within you come from?"

"..."

Sasuke's breathing paused for a moment.

Another world, ninjas...

When he faced Kisuke Urahara before, he selectively revealed the existence of another world because he was eager to find a way to return to Konoha.

But now...

He looked at the man before him, whose smile had deepened, and gently shook his head.

“I don’t know, but this power has been with me since I can remember.”

"Is that so?" Aizen replied softly, his tone revealing neither joy nor anger.

"Uchiha Sasuke, I've always been watching you closely."

“From the day you stepped into the True Central Spiritual Arts Academy, someone has been secretly observing your every move.”

Sasuke frowned slightly.

This doesn't qualify as attention; it should be called surveillance.

"You are a very peculiar existence."

Ignoring Sasuke's wariness, Aizen continued, "You are not from Rukongai, and there is no record of 'Soul Burial' in the Seireitei's records."

"You just appeared out of thin air."

"Then, he made a name for himself and, in just one year, mastered the power that most Shinigami could not reach even in their entire lives, successfully graduated, and joined the Eleventh Division."

"It also possesses some powerful abilities that are neither Shinigami, Hollows, nor Quincy."

Sasuke opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something.

But Aizen raised his hand to stop him.

"I'm not questioning you, Sasuke."

Aizen's voice softened, "On the contrary, I'm very satisfied with your performance."

"Especially..."

Aizen's eyes revealed an appreciation for his "kindred spirits." He turned to stand beside Sasuke, both gazing at the eternal darkness outside the hall.

“I see the hope of ‘transcendence’ in you.”

Transcendence...

This word made Sasuke's eyes flicker slightly.

Aizen observed Sasuke's subtle reaction, and the curve of his lips became meaningful.

He was born at the pinnacle, powerful enough to inspire fear in all his kind.

This loneliness made him yearn for an opponent, someone who could stand at the same level as him and understand him.

Ichigo Kurosaki was the one he had chosen.

But the Uchiha Sasuke before us, the unknowns and possibilities he embodies, far surpass those of that human boy.

"hehe......"

Aizen chuckled softly, taking the initiative to help Sasuke out of the predicament.

"Secrets are an inevitable product of survival, so Sasuke-kun need not take my presumptuous question to heart."

Similarly, I will not delve into your past.

He turned around, looked at Sasuke again, and steered the conversation back on track.

"I just want you to understand one thing: the power within you is both complete and incomplete."

"It's like a pair of divine artifacts that should have complemented each other, or yin and yang, but due to some unknown change, you only have half of it."

Aizen's voice became meaningful.

The other half...

This word, like a key, instantly unlocked a corner of Sasuke's deepest memory.

Those who seek stability must understand Yin and Yang...

The inscription on the ancient stone tablet at Nanga Shrine uncontrollably surfaced in his mind.

The memory is so vivid.

But he still didn't understand what the yin and yang described on the stone tablet meant.

That's too vague.

"If only we could complete the other half..."

Aizen's voice now carried a seductive quality: "You will transcend all Shinigami and Hollows, becoming a truly transcendent being."

"At that time, whether it's a corrupt world or everything you hate..."

"They will all become utterly vulnerable before you."

He didn't say anything more, and quietly looked at Sasuke.

Looking into his dark eyes, I felt a burning desire for greater power.

"I see."

Sasuke slowly closed his eyes, and after a long while he opened them again, his eyes were clear.

He nodded slightly to Aizen.

Without saying another word, he turned and walked away.

............

Sasuke walked alone in the empty corridors of Las Noches, Szayelaporro's words still echoing in his mind.

Even now, he still doesn't know what the complete yet incomplete power that Aizen spoke of actually is.

That so-called power, perhaps his Zanpakuto "Indra" will have some understanding of it.

Sasuke frowned slightly.

He knew very well that he had given that guy a good beating in his mind last time, and must have offended him quite a bit.

If you try to find it now, you'll probably only get ridicule and won't get any useful information.

Since that's the case, there's no point in thinking about it any further.

We can find the answer when we return to that world.

Sasuke identified the direction from which Yoruichi and the others' spiritual pressure was coming, and with a flicker, he disappeared from the spot.

.........

On the other side of the desert, the night wind was biting.

Platinum-gold lightning and scorching water vapor intertwined wildly, turning this area into a chaotic inferno.

Soi Fon, panting heavily, slowly lowered the muzzle of her Bankai, "Suzumebachi Raikoben," which was in the form of a huge and heavy bee tail cannon.

Beneath her feet, a massive ravine hundreds of meters long stretched across the sea of ​​sand like a hideous scar.

At the end of that ravine, the once arrogant monster "Beast God" had vanished, leaving only three battered figures lying in pools of blood.

Apache, Mila Rhodes, and Sunsun—all had lost an arm, their bodies covered in gruesome burns and slashes, barely clinging to life, clearly incapacitated.

"Team leader..."

Omaeda Nozomi awkwardly ran up from behind and caught Soi Fon, who was almost collapsing from exhaustion, in her arms. "Are you alright?!"