Agito Diabolos!” announced the Soutaichou.

A single line of taichous stood before him with their fukutaichou at their back. It wasn't often did an execution of this caliber was done.

Coming up the hill and within sight was one prisoner, Agito Diabolos, dressed in a plain white yukata, chained by a reiatsu suppressor and linked to four kido specialist guards.

The Soutaichou continued, “Avowed Shinigami for the last three-hundred-forty-eight years. Charged of a hundred year treason against the Gotei Juu-san; Guilty! Charged with murder to a Kuchiki Noble; Guilty! Charged with resistance to arrest of a hundred years; Guilty! Unauthorised travel between the three worlds Seireitei, Hueco Mundo, and the Living World; Guilty! Charged with willful actions of anarchy, developing an army of sizable size and force for the express purpose of initiating war with the Gotei Juu-san; Guilty!

“Charged with the murder of Kubo-taichou of the Third Company and Tristan Akitani of the First Company; Inconclusive. Charged with of the now known Vaizards, dating back a hundred years; Inconclusive. Charged with the manipulation of the Substitute Shinigami Ichigo Kurosaki and his associates; Inconclusive. All inconclusive charges are not held against the soul on their execution but investigations shall continue after erasure to close all cases.

“With the weight of the sums of your life, what have you to say for yourself, Agito Diabolos?”

It was no big secret that the sum of her life was full of treachery, battle, and nothing good. All the growth that flourished under her care was for war, her son was dead, her soldiers rotten, and her family not even here in attendance at her execution.

The people at attendance couldn't help but pity the woman and feel contempt. Her entire existence was a quest of destruction that almost tore the Gotei apart. So many lives were ruined because of her and Aizen. So many mistakes and fallacies that would never come to light for centuries to come. Her legacy was a scar upon the Shinigami face.

Agito stood before her judge, jury, and executioner, hands bound behind her and her head down. Her hair was long and fluttered around in the breeze, hiding her face. Some thought she was praying, others were tense and waiting for her composure to break for lunacy, but most thought she cried tears of sorrow having to face the reality of her death and the end of her existence.

Her head lifted and for all to see, she smiled the brightest, happiest smile she could ever give.

‘With the weight of the sums of your life, what have you to say for yourself, Agito Diabolos?’ the Soutaichou had asked and there was only one thing she could say.

“I sing anyways.”

The Soutaichou gritted his teeth and gave a sharp nod, seeing Agito’s last words as her last defiance. The kido specialist guards unbound the chains connected to her red shackles and choker but rebound her to an inescapable bakudo that forced her arms up in a crucifixion.

Agito looked up at the bright blue sky, and there before her was the Soukyoku. A huge hundred foot spear, designed for the execution of a souls existence. During the execution of one Kuchiki Rukia, the spear was seemingly destroyed by a ritual devised by the Shihouin. The Soukyoku was not a zanpakuto bound to any soul so it shouldn't have been remade. But that is a disservice to the Kido Special Forces. The Soukyoku was remade and now stood shining and new above the execution grounds.

Agito slowly began to lift up into the air, the kido around her working as a lift to get her precisely in the right place for her last moments. She watched as the Kido guards turn their backs, now moving to join the ring of Kido specialists at the base of the Soukyoku. She looked around and saw no friendly faces or tears. It was a cold and heartless scene.

She looked up, drawing closer and closer to seeing eye-to-eye at her death.

Without her permission, tears began to fall.

“You are my sunshine,” she sang, voice ringing out among the Hill, “My only sunshine.”

The Kido Specialist at the foot of the Soukyoku finished their chant, awakening the beast. Seals and binding kido snapped off, the reiatsu of the Soukyoku came alive, alight with cleansing fire. It grew hot and the bright flames were blinding but Agito refused to blink. The blade gleamed in the fire before the flames twisted.

A sharp beak of a Phoenix appeared and losing yellow eyes glaring forward, twin wings unfurled and lengthens the entirety of the Hill. The Phoenix roared with a voice of a million flames. It took sight of Agito and maybe it was her imagination but the beast paused. Her mind thought of how phoenix’s were said to be able to see the heart. How they were the only just ruler because of it. She wondered what it saw. A blacked heart dripping in blood, a truly righteous soul for death?

“You make me happy-,” she sang with joy through tears fell, “-when skies are grey.”

Or … did it see how much she tried her best and though she failed many times, she still tried. Did it see the love in her heart for her family and friends? Did it see her mourning?

A single thought came to mind: what if she deserved forgiveness?

She panicked.

Agito prayed that the Phoenix could see her blackened heart full of sin and found no mercy. She prayed that it looked closer, see the monster hidden in her belly and knew what to sacrifice.

“You’ll never know, dear, how much I love you-”

The Phoenix screeched once again, the hot air blasting forth. It lunged forward.

“So please don't take my sunshine-”

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