The Closed Void and The Silver Magician

As the winds of Soul Society whispered into the trees, a certain man was sitting near a large tree, admiring his former home town." My, my, 'Eden' hasn't changed since I left, even though over five 'fairies' have been promoted." He said to himself, however, he sensed a strange spiritual pressure and looked towards it's direction." Oh my? Is this a 'fairy' or a 'demon'?"