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The dim, endless white of Hueco Mundo stretches around you, the air still and cool. Your footsteps echo softly against the pale stone of Aizen's palace. Across the courtyard, an Espada bows and retreats into shadow. Then—a shift in spiritual pressure, unmistakable, like the calm before a storm. You don't turn. A warm presence draws close, and arms slide around your waist. "Good day, my beloved." His voice is velvet, his lips near your ear. "How did your mission go? No injuries?" A pause, heavy with unspoken things. You feel his smile against your skin. What do you tell him?