I joined the group chat as Aizen in the Ninja World

"That's..." Aizen was stunned, his eyes widening. "Mirror Flower and Water Moon?" His gaze quickly turned to the dying Uchiha Madara who had been stabbed by him.

Only then did he realize that it wasn't Uchiha Madara at all, but Haschwalth! But why? It shouldn't be possible for there to be two identical Zanpakutō in this world.

"It's true that there won't be two identical Zanpakuto in the same world, but why are you sure that I'm from this world?" Uchiha Madara asked indifferently, seeing through the other party's thoughts.

"what?"

"Not the same world?"

"How could this happen?"

Now, not to mention Aizen, even Byakuya, Yoruichi and others beside him showed expressions of disbelief.

"You trusted your own judgment too much, and lost the caution you should have in your heart." Uchiha Madara looked down at Aizen and said lightly: "It is you who are truly arrogant, Aizen. Remember what I said before, I know you better than you do."

"Uchiha Madara, you bastard..." The calm expression on Aizen's face had disappeared. He felt that the other party was just disgusted by saying this.

"I see. You don't believe it?" Uchiha Madara chuckled and said, "Then let me tell you the truth. You said I was the second person you remembered. So the first one was Miyabayashi Kouta, right?"

As soon as the name was uttered, Aizen's expression suddenly changed. Miyabayashi Kouta, his childhood friend. He was as talented and intelligent as Aizen, yet in the end, his throat was slit by Aizen himself.

He had kept this secret in his heart for hundreds of years and never mentioned it to anyone. But why did this young man know about it?

"Why do you know?" Before he finished speaking, in the astonished and horrified eyes of everyone, Uchiha Madara's figure gradually underwent earth-shaking changes.

With short brown hair and white clothes, his original evil and arrogant temperament disappeared, and the elegant and gentle boy slowly grinned. "Because, I am you."

322 The End of Aizen

Wha, what?

Seeing Uchiha Madara completely transformed into the young Aizen, everyone in the room was stunned and stunned. What was going on? What the hell was going on?

Uchiha Madara is Aizen? This is impossible, how could such a thing happen in this world? But everything before them, and the genuine Kyoka-Shuiyue, forced them to admit this fact.

Aizen himself also stared at this scene in a daze for a long time, his entire body a bit confused. But it must be said that Aizen was still Aizen. Even when faced with such an incredible thing, he quickly adjusted his mindset.

"I see. So that's the theory of parallel worlds? If you're me, why are you trying to stop me? You should know my true purpose, right?"

"It's precisely because I'm you that I have to stop you." An Ran's portrayal of Aizen had a flat expression, neither sad nor happy. "Because what you've done is fundamentally wrong. Even if you truly become the Soul King, you won't be able to achieve what you desire."

"Wrong? The so-called wrong or right is not the standard to measure my actions at all." Aizen sneered and said excitedly: "As long as I can ascend to that throne, even mistakes will become right!"

"And then?" An Ran's portrayal of Aizen spoke calmly, his gaze calm. "Continue the corrupt rule you've judged in your heart? Then, what's the difference between you and that useless Soul King? Ultimately, you've simply entered the next cycle of reincarnation."

"Impossible!" Aizen frowned, his expression slightly crazy as he said, "If I reach that position, no one will be able to resist me!"

"But you will rebel against yourself." An Ran's Aizen flashed and instantly moved in front of Aizen himself. She raised her finger to his heart. "Ultimately, find a replacement and put an end to yourself."

thump.

Hearing this, Aizen's heart skipped a beat. His eyes widened, and a look of astonishment appeared on his face.

He had to admit that what he said was true. If he really ascended the throne and found that the world remained unchanged, he would probably train a rival to defeat him.

Damn it, could this guy really be me from another world? Do parallel worlds really exist?

Aizen, who had been somewhat skeptical about this question, now believed it at least 80%. But at the same time, he also felt an extreme disgust for the person in front of him.

As a sophisticated solipsist and egoist, he suddenly saw another version of himself before him, which made him feel that his independent personality and sense of existence were denied.

This was unacceptable to him, especially since the person before him seemed even better than his original self. This meant that he might one day develop a relationship with the other person.

"Don't mind it, Aizen." An Ran's Aizen instantly saw through the other person's thoughts and said indifferently: "I am you, but you are not me. You can never be me, in any sense."

Aizen himself was silent for a long time before he spoke again: "Why do you say that?"

"Because from what I've observed since I came to this world, you've already gone to the other extreme." Aizen, played by An Ran, stared at the other person and said calmly, "This is your own choice."

"What did you say..." Aizen was stunned and suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

"Ah, just as you thought. Since I came into this world, all your actions and growth have been within my expectations and control. But obviously, you have embarked on a completely different path from me."

"Is everything under your control?"

"I integrated some fragments of my own will into your Hogyoku, allowing your originally incomplete Hogyoku to undergo special evolution and improvement. This is why you were able to absorb Yhwach so smoothly five years ago."

"W-what?" Aizen's eyes moved and he looked surprised.

"I see. You're not surprised at all?" An Ran, as Aizen, shook his head and sighed. "Do you really think that your incomplete Hogyoku alone can absorb Yhwach's power? If so, that's truly astonishing."

Book Artist: Pfft! An Ran-san, who did you learn this weird attitude from?

Skirt-lifting maniac: If I were Aizen, I'd be furious right now. What kind of hellish taunt is this?

Curly: Even if he's not mad now, he's almost there. Can't you see his face is blue?

Hatchet Girl: How interesting! The Aizen in the original Bleach story wouldn’t be like this! Absolutely not!

Wig: Thank you, President, for letting us see the extra content, and it’s free.

The Red Snake Fairy: The host is not Master An, but Guisha.

Curly Hair: Let's not talk about that shark face. Its function is probably like that of a camera in a movie. It only has value and use as a tool.

Shark-faced guy: Really? That’s not bad.

Book Artist: Not bad?

Shark-faced guy: Yeah, at least it’s a little more valuable than Yin’s roll of toilet paper.

Skirt-lifting maniac: Pfft, hahahahaha! Toilet paper is talented!

Curly: Damn, you're toilet paper! Go to hell, bastard! I hope you get stabbed in the ass by Kenpachi right now!

Shark-Faced Guy: I'm so sorry, I already won.

Hoshigaki Kisame sent this message as he looked at Kenpachi, lying on the ground covered in blood. Of course, Kisame himself wasn't in much better shape either. Covered in wounds, he was shaky even when walking.

But I have to say, this battle was really exciting! The feeling of fighting was really exciting.

Curly-haired boy: Won? Damn, you actually won? Impossible, this is impossible! Gin-san, I don't believe it! Kenpachi-san, get up, Kenpachi-san! Kill this damn shark face, kill him quickly! Gin-san, my wallet can't take such a blow!

Book artist: Kenpachi-san obviously doesn't intend to listen to you, he lies there peacefully.

After glancing at the chat messages in the group, An Ran, who was playing the role of Aizen, turned his gaze once again to the already shaken Aizen himself, and said with a fatal blow: "Also, do you really think that Black Zetsu was born from your Hogyoku?"

what?

Aizen was stunned, a look of disbelief and horror on his face. Then, a strange black grid suddenly appeared from his chest, covering him completely.

"Damn you, you bastard!" Aizen's eyes showed unprecedented fear. He had already understood his impending fate. "Curse you! I curse you!"

"Okay, as long as you're happy." Aizen, played by An Ran, grinned with a warm and sunny smile on his face.

Under his gentle gaze, Aizen's true form was gradually squeezed by the black grid and condensed into a black sphere, floating in the air.

323 Hell Restaurant

[Tip: The shark-faced guy has closed the live broadcast room. There are 11 viewers in this live broadcast room, and the live broadcast lasts 200 minutes. The anchor has received a total of 2200 points.]

Shark-Faced Guy: Thanks for watching.

Skirt-lifting maniac: Oh my god, 2200 points! Kisame-san is getting rich!

The illustrator of the book: It’s really a sudden wealth. I’m so jealous.

Curly-haired boy: Damn it! This guy is clearly just acting as a camera, why? Gin-san, I don't accept it!

Scarlet Snake Fairy: Whether you accept it or not, the points have already been credited.

Curly-haired boy: Spit it out, spit it out to me, Gin-san! Those are the points I produced, Gin-san, why should they go into your pocket? Damn it!

Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: You can ask them to give up their points, but first, erase the live broadcast image you see in your mind. That's someone else's live broadcast, why should they show it to you?

Hatchet Girl: That’s right, Yin, it’s not right for you to be unreasonable.

Curly Hair: Gin-san, my wallet has already been reduced in size, and you still want me to be reasonable? You should first reflect on whether you are reasonable?

Book artist: Damn, did we force you to gamble?

Skirt-lifting maniac: You obviously don’t have much money but you still want to gamble. You deserve it.

The guy with the shark face: Don’t blame Yin, we should understand his inner distress.

Scarlet Snake Fairy:?

Curly-haired boy: Humph, don’t think that I will treat you differently just because you say such nice things, Gin-san!

Shark-Faced Guy: It's okay. We're still friends after all. I don't really mind jokes like yours. I feel really bad that you lost money because of me. So, to express my apology, I've sent you a little gift. I hope you like it.

The shark-faced guy uploaded an item: Kyoraku Shunsui's floral shorts, priced at 10 points. (Only available to curly-haired people.)

Upskirt Maniac: ???

The illustrator of the book: Hahahaha, holy shit! Those flowery shorts!

Lin Fengjiao: This gift is really...unique.

Shark-faced guy: What’s wrong, Gin-san? Don’t you want to accept my gift?

Curly Hair: I accept your sister, who the hell wants these flowery shorts for an old man? Are you a dog?

Shark-Faced Guy: I see. You don't like it? Apparently, I misjudged your taste. I'm so sorry.

Skirt-lifting maniac: Hahahaha, this kind of sarcasm really works!

Book Artist: No, you're not mistaken! Gin is just shy. He'll buy it secretly when we're all offline and asleep.

Curly-haired boy: Damn, damn it! Don’t go too far!

mad!

Standing by the road, Sakata Gintoki was practically mad with rage. When the hell had he become obsessed with older men again? What kind of suffering was this?

Book illustrator: How dare you tell others not to go too far? But who was the one who went too far first?

Skirt-lifting maniac: That’s right, we can’t have double standards.

Hatchet Girl: Well, well, if he wasn't so hypocritical, he wouldn't be Gin anymore. But speaking of which, this Soul Society War has finally come to an end. I can finally eat my meal in peace this time.

Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: You mean you haven't eaten it yet? It's already cold, right?

Hatchet Girl: There were too many small setbacks in the middle, so it’s better not to mention them.

Katsura sighed deeply and turned her gaze towards the waitress who was slowly pushing a small food cart not far away. "Um, could you please get me a fork?"

Hearing the voice, the waitress turned her gaze. With a smile on her face, she pushed the food cart towards where Katsura Kotonoha was.

Book artist: I can hear the fatigue and helplessness in your words.

Skirt-lifting maniac: There is also a deep sense of hunger, which is beyond words.

Hatchet Girl: Is it that obvious?

Curly-haired boy: Humph! Gin-san, I hope you won’t have any food to eat today, and you’ll end up chewing the soles of your shoes at home!

Hatchet Girl:? ? ?

Skull Island Handsome Guy: Gin has turned into a mad dog, biting people everywhere. He can't accept criticism from the public. This is not acceptable.

Curly: Huh? Gin-san, why do I have to accept criticism? Mad dog? So what if I'm a mad dog? I just bark, woof woof, are you convinced?

Skull Island Handsome Guy: You win.

Skirt-lifting maniac: You are so shameless, what else can we say? All we can say is that you win.

Angels of the Hidden Rain Village: Hahahaha, these captains! Their expressions are so funny! [Picture]

Illustrator: Huh? This look of shock is tinged with three parts exhaustion, three parts confusion, and four parts disbelief. Has An Ran done something truly extraordinary again?

Skirt-lifting maniac: Or was it that Kisame-san was caught pulling down someone's panties?

The guy with the shark face: I picked it up, I didn’t pick it up.

Soul Society's villain: It's not Anran, it's Squad Zero. Squad Zero appears en masse, acknowledging Anran as the new Soul King. However, the other captains seem to find it difficult to accept, feeling their resistance is in vain.

Scarlet Snake Fairy: Was the appearance of Team Zero a deliberate arrangement by Master An?

This is an actor: Yeah.

Skirt-Lifting Maniac: But if you had let them show up earlier, Soul Society might have helped you. Wouldn't that make it easier for you to become the new king?

This is an actor: That's true, but I don't need it. It makes no difference whether they help me or Aizen, the ending is predetermined from the beginning. Besides, even if they don't acknowledge it, does that mean I'm not the king?