"I don't know why, but it feels really good," Aizel muttered as he yawned and woke up from sleep.
Aizel noticed that Rias was absent from the room, likely having departed early while he was still asleep.
With his meal ready and waiting, Aizel made his way to the table.
Seated in a chair, he swiftly consumed his meal. After that, he went back to practicing on the magic circles.
Unconcerned about what was ahead, his thoughts stayed clear and concentrated. Getting good at magic circles was, right now, the most important thing for him.
After 4 hours…
Beads of sweat trickled down Aizel's face, his focus entirely on the intricate magic circle taking shape before him.
The intricate patterns and lines began to weave together, and now he was at the last, most critical stage where mistakes could happen at the slightest error, so accuracy was of the utmost importance.
Something really special happened this time.
