Chapter 1
The Seireitei lay shrouded in smoke and dust, lifeless bodies strewn across the blood-soaked grounds. The wounded lay helpless, their cries mingling with the rain that poured down like a mourner's lament. The Thousand Year Blood War had barely begun, yet the shinigami's defeat seemed all but certain.
Byakuya, noble and injured, clung to the wall, his breathing labored. Ichigo had left him hours ago, and despite his grievous wounds, he still lingered. But death's chill embrace was closing in, the darkness narrowing his vision. He wondered, his mind fading, if this was the end. Had his duty, his honor, and his life finally reached their conclusion?
As he struggled to remain conscious, a deafening explosion shattered the silence, and a figure appeared before him. Aizen, the traitor, stood tall, his back turned to Byakuya, oblivious to the noble's fragile grasp on life. Byakuya's gaze followed Aizen's, but his failing strength couldn't raise his head to see what had captured the traitor's attention. Then, a blinding light enveloped them, followed by a blood-curdling scream... and Byakuya's world went black. Was this the final curtain call? Had his existence been reduced to nothing more than a fleeting memory?
