Egypt, 1350 B.C.
Inside the court of Pharaoh Akhenaton, Aizen Sosuke was well-liked. He was a foreigner-an oddity-but the royals loved the novelty of saying he belonged to them. The ruler’s most beloved wife, Nefertiti, was especially enamored of Sosuke, so the inconspicuous demon spent a great deal of time in her company…Those were good times.
After leaving the Queen one night, Sosuke heard a child screaming. Normally, he would have thought nothing of it-children were of no consequence to a thousand year old demon-but for some reason, he went to investigate.
His search led him to a ceremonial room and there, strapped to a cold slab of granite, lay a small child. She was a beautiful little thing, probably no more than two years old, with the dark skin of her ancestors, however her hair was unnaturally golden.
There were several people standing around the slab as its occupant wailed uncontrollably. Sosuke listened as the humans chanted arcane rites and anointed the baby with different oils. “Nira,” The man who seemed to be in charge spoke up, “As bearer of this creature, you will be charged with ending its existence.”
Sosuke watched with morbid fascination as the woman picked up a dagger and advanced on her own daughter. The little girl opened terrified eyes and cried harder as the woman stood poised to strike.
At the last moment, the baby locked eyes with Sosuke. Startling green collided with dark brown and from that moment on, he acted purely on instinct. Continue reading