The cosmic colosseum trembled as Aizen stood at its highest peak, bathed in the shimmering essence of countless Overlords. Their divine remnants swirled around him like celestial dust, consumed and repurposed within his growing godhood. His smirk was sharp enough to slice through dimensions.
"To think," Aizen mused, stretching his fingers as omnipotent energy coursed through him, "the so-called gods were nothing more than vessels waiting to be claimed."
Below, the multiversal tournament had spiraled into new depths of madness. Every character, from battle-hardened warriors to unsuspecting high schoolers, had fully embraced the Great Weeb Overlord's grand event, their bodies and souls indulging in the pleasures of their existence. Chaos, lust, and insatiable desires filled the realm—but Aizen? He had transcended all of it.
Aizen's Ascent
As his body absorbed the last remnants of the Overlords, his very presence warped reality itself. Entire universes folded and twisted within his will. He felt them—all of them. The gods of pleasure, of battle, of lust and desire—reduced to echoes within his expanding consciousness.
"I won't change it rather I want it to be continued. This world needs to be free" Aizen, cuddling Kaguya who is lying on his chest, continued. "Free from unworthy authority, disgusting filths who have no right to govern others."
"I believe in you, darling. I, Myself, don't want this to end." She kissed the lip of Aizen. "Wherever you want to be, I will be next to you. I promise!"
Another round of romance begins.
Back at the Tournament
The revelation of Aizen's ascension had barely registered among the tournament's participants. Why? Because they were too busy.
In a secluded dimension, Kazuya found himself surrounded by four of the most breathtaking women he had ever encountered. The air was thick with something primal, something intoxicating. The small space they were trapped in—a luxurious suite with a never-ending supply of food, water, and… entertainment—was no longer just a "room." It was a playground.
Each waifu took turns pushing Kazuya beyond his mortal limits, engaging in acts so wild that the very fabric of their reality seemed to throb in response. Furniture was destroyed. Walls had cracks from the sheer intensity of their "exercises." The once pristine table had become a battleground of passion.
Little did they know, everything was being broadcasted on the massive television screen in the Weeb Overlord's former chamber, where the remaining contestants—Luffy, Denji, Gojo, Urahara, Tanjiro, Eren, and others—had gathered, eyes wide, jaws slack, expressions a mix of horror, envy, and admiration.
Denji wiped a tear from his eye. "Kazuya, man… you're living the dream."
Luffy, arms crossed, nodded in respect. "I can't even be mad at this."
Gojo adjusted his blindfold. "Alright, I've seen a lot of things, but that… that is next-level degeneracy."
Meanwhile, Urahara and Yoruichi had ventured deep into the heart of the tournament's structure, their minds no longer preoccupied with mere indulgence. They had felt the shift in power, the unnatural vacuum left behind by the fallen Overlords.
"Aizen," Urahara muttered, tipping his hat. "That bastard actually did it."
"He's coming for the Weeb Throne," Yoruichi added, her feline eyes narrowing.
The Final Convergence
The entire realm convulsed as Aizen made his triumphant return, stepping into the central arena with the grace of a god among insects. His presence alone shattered the very laws of the tournament.
The remaining characters, those still somewhat in control of their minds, felt the sheer weight of his spiritual pressure.
Eren Yeager, already teetering on the edge, finally snapped. His body erupted into the form of the Founding Titan, his roar shaking the heavens. But Aizen… he barely acknowledged him.
Gojo cracked his knuckles, his limitless technique humming around him. "Guess I gotta put the God down."
And so, naked and unbothered, Gojo and Titan Eren launched themselves at each other in a battle that defied reason.
Aizen thought for a second,"Are they really thinking this could fool me? They pose no threats. Why should their existence bother me?"
Elsewhere, Luffy and Denji continued their foursome. Shinobu's asshole was reserved by Denji while her Vagina was occupied by Luffy.
Meanwhile, Mitsuri was licking their balls. While getting violated by Luffy's rubbery fingers.
She also got few chances to plug her holes with cum.
But all of this… it was meaningless to Aizen. His gaze was fixed on the goddess of the universe, a divine beauty who had watched over all things.
She was powerful. Omnipotent. A deity beyond measure.
And yet, even she was powerless against Aizen's charm.
With a smirk, he extended a hand. "Shall we rewrite the laws of existence together, my Queen?"
The Kaguya returned the smirked. The multiverse trembled.
The tournament? It had become something far greater than just a contest of debauchery.
It was now Aizen's World.
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