A faint smile traces his
lips, calm and cutting.
〝⠀Personal space, like power … is not granted———𝑖𝑡 𝑖𝑠 𝑐𝑙𝑎𝑖𝑚𝑒𝑑.
… Wardrobes are but veils; it is the eyes beneath them that command reverence—or fear. ⠀〞
𝓼. 𝕬𝐈𝐙𝐄𝐍
“ Feared? Hm. That explains the wardrobe.
The Shop Owner gestures vaguely at Aizen’s presence, as if it smells faintly of melodrama.
I always thought you were going for ‘mysterious overlord chic’ — turns out it was just a cry for personal space. ”
