Momo Hinamori embraced her beloved Lord Aizen , hands and legs trembling , as quiet sobs rocked through her body. Smelling his musk , his sheer elegance , committing it all back to memory , never to let it go.

It's been years , since she last saw him. Years spent in torturous solitude.

As soon as she sensed him , the phoenix made haste to trek towards the exalted Lord , wasting no time , in order to be the first to greet him.

Eyes wide , tears raining down , disbelief was clearly written on her face , yet lips quivered a smile ... for the Lord had finally returned to his abode.

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⠀⸻ ❝ 𝐰𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤 𝐬𝐨 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐟 𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭—𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐨𝐧 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐟 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤. 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐮𝐬 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐢𝐬. ❞
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