In the pitch-black deep sea, a spherical bubble silently held its place, and inside it was imprisoned a monstrously evil creature.
Sometimes, Kaido wondered whether he was really still alive.
He could feel the blood surging through his body, and every so often, someone came to bring him food.
But after staying in this silent deep sea for so long, his sense of being alive had gradually faded away.
No light, no sound, nothing at all—only an endless void, it seemed.
But on this day, something different happened.
"It's been quite a while, hasn't it, Kaido? How have you been lately?"
Accompanied by that curious greeting, a figure slowly emerged from the darkness.
"Bright?"
Kaido had not even heard his own voice in a long time. Only now did he realize in surprise that it had become so hoarse and dry, so unfamiliar.
Bright looked down at the man lying on the ground and felt a little sigh of regret. The once peerless Beasts Kaido had now become like this.
His formerly strong, towering body had grown so thin that he was little more than skin and bones. His thick hair and beard had become utterly disheveled after so long without care.
His entire body had nearly merged with the silt on the seafloor.
If he could not still speak, many people would probably have taken him for a corpse on the ocean floor at first glance.
"So, what did you come looking for me for, brat?"
His attitude was as awful as ever, though.
"Wororororo! Have you finally come to kill me?"
"Quite the opposite. I need your help again, Kaido."
Bright released a cloud and directly wrapped Kaido up in it.
"Help?"
Kaido sneered weakly. "The only help I can give you is sending you to hell for