"Yhwach."
Ye Chuan's voice slowly rang out in this utterly motionless world.
"Did you see it?"
"This thing that belongs to no future..."
"The one and only 'present.'"
He slowly raised Black Blade Shusui in his hand.
Then, facing the "emperor" who could no longer offer any resistance.
He brought his blade down.
The ten seconds of absolute "time stop" ended.
The instant the world began moving again.
Yhwach's head flew into the sky!
His body crashed to the ground!
After scheming for a thousand years.
After toying with the entire Three Worlds in the palm of his hand.
The emperor who believed himself all-knowing and all-powerful.
Every one of his futures ended at that moment.
"No... impossible..."
Tsukimori Kageya stared at the inconceivable scene before him.
Yhwach, who had only just formed an alliance with him, had actually been beheaded with a single stroke, without him even understanding how?!
An icy wave called despair engulfed him completely.
Tsukimori Kageya watched the Black-Haired Demon King slowly approach him.
He knew.
He, too, had finally fallen from a lofty player to the last piece on the board.
"...You're truly remarkable, my 'fellow countryman.'"
Tsukimori Kageya casually tossed his Zanpakutō to the ground.
He completely abandoned all meaningless resistance.
Like a prisoner about to walk to the execution ground, he slowly sat down, then gazed at the sky with weary eyes.
"...You know?"
"It's been a full hundred years since I last saw the sky back home."
"No Reishi, no Chakra."
"All there was..."
A fragile glimmer of tears flashed in his eyes.
"Was car exhaust and smog."
"Heh... hehehehe..."
As he laughed, tears streamed uncontrollably down his face.
"How ironic."
"I spent a hundred years scheming here, dreaming of becoming a 'god' above everything."
"But in the end, what I missed