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Aizen walked into the house, his footsteps echoing softly against the wooden floors. He paused at the entrance of a room filled with numerous doors, each identical and unmarked. After a moment of contemplation, he chose one. "Interesting," he murmured to himself as he opened it.

Inside, five men turned their gazes towards him simultaneously, their expressions a mix of curiosity and wariness. Each of them thought the same thing: Another one. Aizen scanned the room with a faint smile. "My, quite a busy room," he remarked.

From the back of the room, partially hidden in the shadows, Light Yagami observed the newcomer intently. His mind raced. The seventh. He's the seventh person to come in. The fourth after me, following the usual five to ten-minute interval. This air of confidence he exudes... Could he be the mastermind? Well, in any case, as soon as the opportunity arises, I'll kill them all!

Their eyes met, and Light's thoughts churned. What's with this guy? Should I say something to him? He hesitated before finally speaking. "Hey, it seems yo—"

Before he could finish, Aizen's gaze shifted above Light. Light's heart skipped a beat. Wait, what the hell...? Where is he looking? No... Can he... Can he see Ryuk?

From the corner of the room, the shinigami Ryuk chuckled. "You can see me?" he asked, his laughter echoing eerily. "What an interesting turn of events," he continued with a laugh. "Huh, that's weird. Where is his lifespan?"

Suddenly, Lelouch's voice cut through the tension, his Geass command ringing in the air. "Answer! Who are you and what do you know about this place?" Simultaneously, Shikamaru's shadow paralysis jutsu took hold, binding Aizen in place. "We've got him!" Shikamaru declared.

Lelouch stepped forward, eyes glowing with the power of his Geass. "You shall answer all of my questions truthfully."

Aizen's lips curled into a smirk. "I..."

To their astonishment, he broke free from the shadow paralysis and mental subjugation effortlessly. Shikamaru and Lelouch exchanged shocked glances. "What an amusing combination," Aizen commented. "It seems you've all made friends with each other."

Ayanokoji eyes widened. He knows we didn't all come in at once...?

Aizen's expression softened slightly. "You know, if you had asked me nicely, I would have told you all about myself. But nevertheless, let's forget about all this... and start again, shall we?"

A palpable pressure filled the room, emanating from Aizen. All six men felt it, a weight pressing down on them. What is this pressure? Light thought, his heart pounding. Ryuk can feel it too!?

Aizen stepped forward, his presence commanding. "My name is Aizen Sōsuke. I'm a shinigami."

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