In the anime, Angel Yan had still been far too green when she became king. More precisely, her thinking remained fixed in the role of a warrior.
Because Holy Kaisa's place was that of an absolute leader to the entire angelic civilization, they revered her without question. None of them had ever considered that she herself would one day become the Angel King; naturally, she fell short in that regard.
Even now, if Angel Yan wanted to become a fitting sovereign for a civilization, then—even with Holy Kaisa's guidance—she would need a long time.
Fortunately, the angelic civilization possessed ample time to wait for Angel Yan to grow.
Aizen was different. He possessed every qualification to be a king.
Had he been the one to prevail against Ichigo Kurosaki, what would the Bleach world have become? That was an unknown proposition.
Holy Guard, Left Wing: "Now that is an unvarnished appraisal."
Angel Yan pouted as she read Brandon's words, but his evaluation of Aizen Sōsuke was plain to see between the lines.
Oldest Godslayer: "If even Brandon describes him this way, I find myself more and more curious."
Just an Ordinary Group Owner: "He's about as Brandon described. To be fair, there are plenty of anime characters who can compare with Aizen—authors create them, after all. It's just that Aizen left a deeper impression on me."
Just an Ordinary Group Owner: "Compared to Marquis Voban and the Holy Lord, Aizen is the one that truly gives me a headache!"
Holy Lord: "???"
Oldest Godslayer: "???"
Just an Ordinary Group Owner: "Don't get me wrong—I'm not saying you two aren't smart."
Just an Ordinary Group Owner: "It's just… forget it. Once I upload the Bleach memory archive, you'll see."
Roxie Vale couldn't figure out how to explain it cleanly. She simply sorted through what she remembered and uploaded a memory archive of the Bleach world to the chat group.
"Ding. Group owner has uploaded a memory archive."
Just an Ordinary Group Owner: "It's a long story. You'll probably be reading a while."
Just an Ordinary Group Owner: "Also, @Captain of the Fifth Division, you should probably say something. You've been lurking this whole time… Don't tell me you're collecting dossiers on the members?"
Just an Ordinary Group Owner: "Already laying plans?"
Captain of the Fifth Division: "…"
Bleach world, Seireitei.
Aizen paused what he was doing—peeking at the chat while browsing the archives within it—and a faint smile curved his lips.
"So I've been noticed?"
"Well, that was inevitable."
Wearing his glasses, radiating the warmth of a spring breeze, Aizen spoke softly.
"A hyperdimensional chat group, spanning the myriad worlds, choosing only one person from each world."
"To be the one chosen in my world—call me fortunate."
The smile at the corners of his mouth brightened; clear joy showed in his eyes.
"My world is merely a world that was created; I myself am nothing more than a being that was created."
"So this is the truth of the world. I was but a frog at the bottom of the well."
"The one who knows my information—the group owner who's a transmigrator. Not especially strong, but she seems to hold some permission of the chat group."
"And the fellow transmigrator favored by a planet's will—holder of the Authority of Nature, destined to become a god."
"And that author who, because a transmigrator appeared, learned what I am…"
"Identity and information cannot be hidden. Given their temperaments, they might be wary of me, but they will not fear me."
"Godslayers, demons, angels, a Giant of Light, a Kamen Rider who places himself at the center and likens himself to the sun… How would such figures ever fear a single person?"
Light flashed across his clear lenses. Aizen's smile was pure—so pure it was terrifying.
Only the weak fear the strong.
They might be wary of the wisdom, patience, and calculation Aizen displayed, but they would never fear him.
Captain of the Fifth Division: "There's no need for the group owner to worry that I'll do anything to the members. In sheer strength, many of those in the chat group surpass me."
Captain of the Fifth Division: "Even Kyōka Suigetsu would be ineffective against them."
Captain of the Fifth Division: "Schemes require strength as their foundation."
Captain of the Fifth Division: "Besides, in the long view, isn't it more beneficial to my interests to cultivate good relations with the members?"
Just an Ordinary Group Owner: "All the logic checks out—but come on, you're Aizen."
Just an Ordinary Group Owner: "For all I know you'll test the chat group in every way you can, feel out loopholes in the rules, and then operate outside its judgment to influence us somehow."
Nature's Child: "…"
Nature's Child: "You seem a bit too preoccupied with Aizen—almost to the point of fear."
Nature's Child: "Even if Aizen were to make a move against someone in the group, it would not be you."
Just an Ordinary Group Owner: "Why not?"
Nature's Child: "Do you trust Aizen?"
Just an Ordinary Group Owner: "Of course not. I'm not stupid."
Nature's Child: "Would you fall in love with him?"
Just an Ordinary Group Owner: "Okay, now you're being ridiculous. Absolutely not."
Nature's Child: "Do you possess potential that Aizen would find worth his attention?"
Just an Ordinary Group Owner: "I should think so… I mean, I am the group owner."
Roxie felt a twinge of guilt as she typed it.
Nature's Child: "If your only permission is a thirty-percent discount, then you hold no value for Aizen whatsoever."
Nature's Child: "Your potential is not higher than anyone else's in the group."
Nature's Child: "You won't trust Aizen and you won't be used by him. There's nothing about you he'd want."
Nature's Child: "In other words, Aizen won't focus on you at all."
Nature's Child: "So what are you afraid of?"
Just an Ordinary Group Owner: "I—"
What am I afraid of?
Come to think of it… nothing worth being afraid of.
If the sky falls, there are taller ones to hold it up. She was just an ordinary group owner, her power in the chat group near the bottom rung.
Yes, she was "group owner," but that damned chat group didn't grant her any extra permissions.
As for the members—what was she even worried about?
Did they need her to worry about them?
Even if she worried, what good would it do…? In that case, what was there to worry about?
Put the way Brandon had put it—well, yes. That was how it was.
Nature's Child: "In time, the chat group will inevitably bring in people even more cunning than Aizen—more ruthlessly strategic, posing greater threats to the members. What then?"
Nature's Child: "Rather than wariness drifting into fear, raise your own strength."
(End of this chapter)