As dawn broke over the city, Aizen approached the grand eastern entrance of the Treasure Pavilion, an imposing seven-story building that dominated Treisenberg's skyline.
Its towering height and octagonal design made it the most striking landmark, a stronghold of wealth and power controlled by the Demonic Clan.
Two female attendants dressed in red stood watch at the entrance, welcoming guests with smiles. "Please come in, sir," they called as they saw Aizen.
As he was about to enter, a young servant in a green felt hat hurried over, bowing respectfully. "Sir, please, you can leave this horse to me," he said, an ingratiating smile on his face as he offered to take Aizen's mount.
Aizen casually tossed him the reins and stepped into the first-floor hall of the Pavilion, where a woman in yellow attire approached him with a welcoming smile.
"What would you like to see, sir?" she asked.
Aizen took a moment to observe the hall around him.
