On the other side, in the heart of the Seireitei, the Council Chamber of Central 46.
The heavy, carved doors were pushed open silently. Tokinada Tsunayashiro, holding a bloodstained Asauchi, slowly walked into the circular hall.
The forty-six elders in the hall seemed completely unaware of his arrival. They maintained their respective postures—some reviewing files, others whispering to their neighbors—completely failing to notice the malicious Reiatsu approaching them.
Seeing this, the corners of Tokinada Tsunayashiro's mouth slowly split open, revealing a twisted grin.
No matter how you did it, thank you, Sōsuke Aizen.
He arrived behind the nearest sage, raised the Asauchi, and brought it down.
Splurt—
Warm liquid splattered onto Tokinada Tsunayashiro's face. The old man's body trembled before slowly slumping onto the table, silent forevermore.
He was like a scythe moving through a wheat field; every time he raised and lowered his hand, he took away the life of an elder.
Almost at the same time he finished slaughtering the members of Central 46, the news of Tokinada Tsunayashiro and Azashiro Sōya's escape from Muken was discovered by patrolling seated officers and squad members.
Before long, a Reiatsu broadcast covering the entire Seireitei exploded in the minds of all Shinigami:
[Emergency Announcement! Muken felons Azashiro Sōya and Tokinada Tsunayashiro have broken out of prison!]
All patrolling Shinigami involuntarily looked up at the sky, expressions of disbelief on their faces. They didn't know who the two escaped prisoners were, but they knew how terrifying Muken was. Since the history of the Seireitei began, no prisoner had ever escaped from there.
"It seems that fellow Aizen was right; the Seireitei is indeed too slothful..." Azashiro Sōya strolled leisurely toward Sōkyoku Hill. "Did they only realize it now?"
Azashiro Sōya was wearing a white Captain's Haori with the number of the Eleventh Division printed on the back. Surprisingly, none of the squad members running past him along the way felt anything was amiss about him. They probably never imagined that criminals from Muken could appear here so openly and boldly.
Meanwhile, Ikkaku Madarame and Yumichika Ayasegawa were rushing to the execution grounds to provide support. On a wide main road, they ran head-on into the man wearing the Eleventh Division Captain's Haori, who exuded a strange and dangerous aura.
Both of them skidded to a halt almost simultaneously.
Ikkaku Madarame's eyes went wide, staring dead at the conspicuous character for "Eleven" on the back of the white Haori, then abruptly looked up at the completely unfamiliar face of the newcomer.
Ikkaku took a step forward. "Stand right there! Who the hell are you?! You dare impersonate the Captain of the Eleventh Division and wear a Captain's Haori without permission?!"
At the same time, Yumichika drew his Zanpakutō, locking onto Azashiro Sōya in a pincer formation with Ikkaku.
Finally, someone noticed something was wrong. Azashiro Sōya stopped, feeling somewhat gratified.
"You are..." He sized them up for a moment before speaking. "Members of the Eleventh Division?"
"Cut the crap!" Ikkaku released his Zanpakutō. "Take off that Haori first, then come with us!"
Shoulders shaking slightly, Azashiro Sōya smiled. "I didn't expect Zaraki Kenpachi to have two subordinates with brains."
After saying this, Azashiro Sōya didn't seem to care about their reaction; he simply raised his left hand gently.
The next second, dozens of figures emerged silently from both sides of the street. They were stark naked—they were all Gigai!
Immediately after, the dozens of Gigai raised their hands in unison, aiming at Ikkaku and Yumichika.
"—Rikujōkōrō (Six-Rod Light Prison)."
Blinding golden light exploded. Dozens of golden beams of light locked the two men down simultaneously, rendering them unable to make a sound.
"For the sake of you having brains, I'll spare your lives."
Azashiro Sōya lowered his hand. Without even looking at the two "large yellow lightbulbs" sealed in place, he continued walking unhurriedly toward Sōkyoku Hill.
At a street corner, Tokinada Tsunayashiro just happened to run into his fellow inmate, Azashiro Sōya, and planned to invite him to flee together.
Azashiro Sōya stopped, his gaze sweeping coldly over Tokinada Tsunayashiro with undisguised disgust.
"Central 46—did you finish killing them?"
"Of course..."
Having confirmed that the other party had taken care of Central 46, Azashiro Sōya wasted no more words.
The next second, dozens of ropes made of Spirit Particles, emitting a faint glow, instantly wrapped around Tokinada Tsunayashiro's body from all directions.
"You... What are you doing?!"
Tokinada Tsunayashiro was both shocked and furious, glaring at Azashiro Sōya.
Azashiro Sōya ignored his questioning completely. He simply held the Bakudō rope and dragged the other man along as he continued toward Sōkyoku Hill.
*
Sōkyoku Hill.
Just moments ago, the Reiatsu that Ichigo Kurosaki had erupted with astonished all the Captain-level Shinigami present.
As the only Captain on the scene who had sensed Ichigo Kurosaki's Reiatsu before, Byakuya Kuchiki abruptly turned his head toward the direction of the Seireitei, his eyes widening slightly.
"It's that fellow..."
Unintentionally, Byakuya Kuchiki's mutter was caught by the Captains present.
Standing beneath the Sōkyoku, the Captain-Commander gripped his cane, his sharp gaze turning to Byakuya Kuchiki. "Captain Kuchiki, do you know whose Reiatsu this is?"
The eyes of all the Captains focused on Byakuya Kuchiki in unison.
Byakuya Kuchiki turned to face the Captain-Commander and spoke slowly, "That is a human boy named Ichigo Kurosaki. The very human to whom Captain Soifon once gave Shinigami powers."
As his words fell, a moment of silence descended upon the execution grounds.
"A human?! Are you joking?!" Sajin Komamura growled low, his massive body leaning forward slightly. "How could a human who just awakened his powers possess this level of Reiatsu?!"
"Indeed, ridiculously strong," Mayuri Kurotsuchi analyzed with great interest. "His Reiatsu is even much stronger than mine."
"Who cares when he awakened his powers! As long as he can fight, it's fine." Zaraki Kenpachi, displeased, dragged his Asauchi across the ground, the sword pressure carving out a deep trench.
Just then...
"Disaster! Disaster!"
A member of the Stealth Force rushed onto Sōkyoku Hill. Before he could even kneel properly, he spoke anxiously.
"The elders of Central 46... have all been murdered!"
"The entire council chamber... it is full of blood and corpses!"
Dead silence.
Absolute dead silence, as if even the wind had stopped breathing at this moment. The expressions of all the Captains froze.
Since the establishment of the Seireitei, there had never been such shocking news.
Unexpectedly, His Excellency the Captain-Commander merely nodded to indicate he had heard.
"Hmph..."
He did not seem to have much anger regarding the demise of Central 46.
But in the next moment, his gaze snapped to Soifon on the execution stand.
Almost at the same instant, Unohana Retsu's gaze also quietly fell upon Soifon.
Could it be her?
This thought flashed through the minds of the Captain-Commander and Unohana Retsu like lightning.
But...
Soifon had been under strict surveillance. From her return to Soul Society to report, to the Senzaikyū, and now Sōkyoku Hill, she had never left the guards' sight.
How could she have had the opportunity to contact outsiders to plan and execute the massacre of Central 46?
The Captain-Commander shifted his gaze, looking up at the sun in the sky.
Time was running out.
There was less than an hour left before the execution began.
Since Central 46 was dead, sending Soifon's sentence back for retrial wasn't impossible, but...
To cause such a huge commotion on the day of the execution—prisoners from Muken, the massacre of Central 46, the invasion of Ryoka...
If Soifon hadn't planned it, that would be one thing. But if the Seireitei was thrown into such chaos purposefully to rescue Soifon...
A flicker of fire flashed in the Captain-Commander's eyes, and he slowly narrowed them.
"Silence!" He suppressed all the commotion and whispering on the execution grounds. "Regarding the matter of Central 46, this old man will personally investigate thoroughly after the execution is concluded!"
His gaze swept over every Captain. "Now, perform your duties! Strengthen the perimeter! Anyone approaching the execution grounds—whether escaped convicts, Ryoka, or anything else—kill them without mercy!"
In short, the urgent priority was to fish out the mastermind. For now, they would pretend to proceed with the execution.
Aizen pushed up his glasses and silently turned his back, watching the position he was monitoring.
By the time Azashiro Sōya arrived here, it would be just about time to start the plan.
*
Scuff—scuff—
Filthy curses and the sound of clothes dragging across the sandy ground gradually approached. The Captains on Sōkyoku Hill looked toward the commotion coming from the nearby forest and drew their Zanpakutō one after another.
Pushing aside the dense branches, Azashiro Sōya, dragging Tokinada Tsunayashiro, finally arrived at Sōkyoku Hill to rendezvous.
Looking around at the mostly unfamiliar Captains, the corners of his mouth quirked up slightly, and he flung Tokinada Tsunayashiro like a ragged sack into the center of the execution grounds.
"The murderer who killed all members of Central 46—I brought him to you. No need to thank me."
His gaze turned to the few Captains he recognized as a greeting, and then he cast a meaningful look at Aizen and Soifon on the execution stand.
The Captain-Commander opened his eyes, staring dead at him. "Azashiro Sōya. The escape of Muken prisoners, the destruction of Central 46, the invasion of Ryoka... Was all of this planned by you?"
Azashiro Sōya shrugged.
"Who knows?"
"Rather than that, I'd say the current Seireitei is far too rotten. To think so much chaos could happen in a single day."
"Furthermore, a Captain who has served the Gotei with merit is not dying on the battlefield, but is to die at the hands of her own people?"
Azashiro Sōya tilted his head slightly, looking at Captain-Commander Yamamoto.
"Well said!!"
A loud roar suddenly exploded from the edge of the execution grounds.
Orange hair stood slightly on end from the surging Reiatsu as Ichigo Kurosaki landed on Sōkyoku Hill holding Zangetsu.
"What exactly did Soifon-nee do wrong?! She protected Karakura Town, she protected me! Just because she killed a few bastards who came to the World of the Living to cause trouble, she has to be executed?! What kind of bullshit logic is that?!"
"Getsuga Tenshō—!!"
Ichigo Kurosaki was beside himself with rage. He raised Zangetsu high, accumulating Reiatsu, and a massive crescent moon shot straight toward the base of the execution stand where Soifon hung...
Seeing this familiar move, the Captains present were all slightly stunned. Even His Excellency the Captain-Commander, sitting steadily beneath the Sōkyoku, was the same, pretending not to react in time and letting it slide.
After all, after making eye contact with Ichigo Kurosaki just now, the Captain-Commander had determined one thing: with such clear eyes, he couldn't be the mastermind behind the scenes.
Moon Fang Heaven... what? (Getsuga...)
Several Captains exchanged glances. They found the move this yellow-haired brat just used... well, they couldn't just say it looked familiar; they had to say it was extremely similar.
Hiss... Could this be the child Captain Isshin Shiba fathered in the World of the Living?
The Seireitei wasn't just about fighting and killing; it was also about social connections. When Isshin Shiba was in office, he got along quite happily with the other Captains. Since this was his son, everyone had to give him some face, no matter what.
Moreover, they didn't want Soifon to be executed either.
The high scaffold collapsed with a crash. Just before Soifon, who was suspended from it, could fall to the ground, Yoruichi Shihōin caught her and landed steadily.
"Lady Yoruichi... you came too?"
Soifon slowly stood up from Yoruichi's embrace.
Yoruichi flicked Soifon's nose. "Of course. Did you think I'd let that fellow Ichigo come here alone?"
"There was no need for this..."
Soifon rolled her eyes internally. Great, now the audience has increased by a few more.
Clap, clap.
Azashiro Sōya's applause wasn't loud, but it successfully shifted everyone's attention to him.
"It's about time." Azashiro Sōya was getting a bit impatient. "Shouldn't we be going?"
The Captains on the execution grounds looked at each other in dismay. Who was he talking to? Who did he mean by "we"?
Just as this strange silence was about to be broken.
A somewhat feminine, unfamiliar voice sounded without warning above everyone's heads.
"Hehe... well said."
In mid-air above the execution grounds, a jagged Garganta opened silently, and a bizarre man with pale skin walked out of it.
"It is rare for all the Captains to be gathered together. Such an opportunity is indeed hard to come by."
The moment his words fell, he raised his hand and gently pressed it against the hilt of the sword at his waist. "Whisper, Muramasa."
There was no earth-shattering explosion of Reiatsu, only an invisible wave that swept through the entire Sōkyoku Hill like a ripple, sweeping over every Shinigami holding a Zanpakutō.
In an instant, the sound of swords unsheathing rang out simultaneously.
Streams of light in various forms shot out from the waists of the Shinigami, landing around the mysterious man.
"This is..." Captain-Commander Yamamoto's pupils shrank abruptly. "Close your hearts! Do not listen to that voice!"
But his warning came too late.
Except for Ryūjin Jakka, Aizen's Kyōka Suigetsu, and Azashiro Sōya's Uro Zakuro, almost everyone's Zanpakutō spirits materialized beside Muramasa.
"Ah, I almost forgot to introduce myself..." Looking at the multitude of Zanpakutō behind him, he looked down condescendingly at the Shinigami below. "I am Muramasa. I am a Zanpakutō."
At the same time, from behind a hidden bush at the edge of the execution grounds, came several suppressed gasps.
Momo Hinamori, Rangiku Matsumoto, Rukia, and Isane Kotetsu tumbled out of their hiding place in a sorry state. Their Zanpakutō at their waists had undoubtedly rebelled as well, leaving them bereft of their original power.
At this moment, dozens of Zanpakutō manifestations with surging Reiatsu had gathered in the sky above Sōkyoku Hill.
"Muramasa..."
Byakuya Kuchiki looked warily at the man standing in mid-air. He was not unfamiliar with the name of this blade.
However, Muramasa didn't look at him; he simply stared at Soifon and Aizen below.
"Captain Soifon, Captain Aizen." Muramasa's voice clearly traveled into everyone's ears. "Cooperate with us."
"After all... didn't you plan to betray this rotten Seireitei today anyway?"
"As long as you join our side," Muramasa spread his hands, "I won't control your Zanpakutō to fight against you. How about it?"
After speaking, Muramasa took out Soifon's confiscated Zanpakutō and threw it toward her.
Smack.
Catching the Zanpakutō, Soifon could feel the spirit of Suzumebachi communicating with her; it seemed it hadn't been hypnotized by Muramasa.
"Soifon...?!"
Standing beside her, Yoruichi Shihōin's eyes widened. Looking at Soifon, who was calm and did not refute the claim, a bad premonition welled up in her heart.
"Shut up! You demon sword!"
Rangiku Matsumoto also flushed red with anger and rebuked him.
"That's right! Teacher Soifon would absolutely never betray us! Stop spitting blood on people!!"
Momo Hinamori and Rukia shouted almost simultaneously.
Isane Kotetsu gripped her Asauchi, her face filled with rare anger.
However, in stark contrast to their fierce rebuttals was the silence of Soifon and Aizen.
Azashiro Sōya stood to the side, letting out a laugh tinged with mockery.
He turned his head to look at Sōsuke Aizen not far away. "Is this also your backup plan? You didn't even tell me... Truly insidious, Aizen."
Everyone who heard these words felt their hearts sink violently.
What does that mean?!
Why are there so many plot twists today? My brain is about to grow a brain!
Sōsuke Aizen gently pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose, stepped forward, and walked near Soifon and Yoruichi, ignoring Muramasa's invitation.
"No," Aizen's voice rang out. "Muramasa appearing at this time... is indeed an accident."
They were actually ignoring Muramasa and starting to chat.
Muramasa's smile froze on his face. He slowly descended, hovering in mid-air not far from the ground.
"Sōsuke Aizen, Soifon..." His voice turned cold. "I will say it one last time. Join us. This is your final chance."
Aizen didn't even look at him, but instead looked at Soifon beside him. "Captain Soifon, what do you think?"
"Not much. No interest."
Hearing this, Aizen chuckled softly. "Yes, I think so too."
The undisguised Q&A between the two was tantamount to tacitly admitting Muramasa's words earlier—that Aizen and Soifon really were betraying them.
At the same time, Kaname Tōsen and Gin Ichimaru also walked silently out of the crowd to stand beside Aizen and Soifon.
However, compared to Kaname Tōsen, Gin Ichimaru looked more like he was being threatened—after all, if he didn't go over, Aizen wouldn't let him stay in Soul Society peacefully.
"What...?!!"
"Captain Soifon?! Captain Aizen?!"
"Captain Tōsen and Captain Ichimaru too...?!"
"You guys...?!"
Four respected pillars of the Gotei 13 were actually admitting to being traitors calmly in front of everyone?!
"Impossible... Impossible..."
Sajin Komamura's massive body trembled with anger.
What did they just... hear?!
Beside Soifon, Yoruichi Shihōin's body swayed. Her pupils reflected Soifon's calm profile, full of pain and disbelief.
Simultaneously, the blood drained instantly from Rangiku Matsumoto's face. Her lips parted slightly, but she couldn't make a sound.
Rukia and Momo Hinamori clenched their fists, bright red blood flowing slowly from between their fingers and dripping onto the ground, yet they felt no pain.
Isane Kotetsu couldn't even hold the Asauchi in her hand; it fell to the ground with a clang.
This is it. We're done for...
Kisuke Urahara pressed down on his bucket hat, his expression becoming increasingly ugly.
"Hey, this... what exactly..."
As an outsider, Ichigo Kurosaki felt a bit confused. It seemed like something big was happening, but it also seemed like this big event had nothing to do with him personally.
Then, Kisuke Urahara's hand pressed onto Ichigo Kurosaki's shoulder. "Ichigo, don't make a move yet."
Hearing this, Ichigo Kurosaki was stunned.
Make a move?! Against who?!
As Soifon and Aizen's voices fell, Muramasa's face turned completely dark.
"Very well... Very well!" His voice was distorted by anger. "Since you refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit..."
He abruptly spread his hands, and invisible waves of Reiatsu erupted again. This time, they were clearly directed at Soifon, Aizen, and Azashiro Sōya standing to the side!
Hum—
The invisible ripples swept past.
Kyōka Suigetsu at Aizen's waist let out a slight hum, and the spirit of Kyōka Suigetsu turned into a stream of light, fleeing to Muramasa's side.
Suzumebachi in Soifon's hand also vibrated gently, but Suzumebachi was still communicating with her; it didn't seem to be hypnotized.
Seeing this, Soifon's expression changed slightly, and she spoke silently to Suzumebachi in her heart...
[Pretend to be hypnotized and go over there to see what the situation is.]
After a moment, a yellow flash flew out of the scabbard and also arrived at Muramasa's side.
Only Azashiro Sōya remained with nothing beside him; it seemed his sword spirit had not been hypnotized.
Muramasa slowly retreated, the dozens of materialized Zanpakutō behind him following like loyal guards.
"Since you rejected my kindness..." Muramasa said, gloating. "Then, without the help of Kyōka Suigetsu and Suzumebachi, how much of the Captains' wrath can the few of you withstand?"
He raised his hand and made a "please proceed" gesture.
"I won't interfere in the internal strife between you Captains. I will just stay here and enjoy this grand spectacle... unseen in the Seireitei for a thousand years."
As his words fell, he drifted backward with all the materialized Zanpakutō, stopping high in the air at the edge of the execution grounds, truly assuming the posture of a spectator watching a fire from across the river.
Almost at the same instant Muramasa finished speaking...
"Soifon—!!!"
A heart-wrenching roar rang in Soifon's ears. Yoruichi Shihōin lived up to her title of "Flash Goddess," turning into a dark purple flash appearing right in front of Soifon.
The Kidō Reiatsu of Shunkō tore through the surrounding air, grazing a few strands of loose hair at Soifon's ear.
Although Yoruichi Shihōin didn't strike to kill with this move, she used enough force to severely injure a Captain.
However, Soifon's body dodged the punch at a speed the naked eye couldn't catch. Simultaneously, her right hand struck viciously at Yoruichi's stomach.
Bang!!!
The dull sound of physical impact.
Yoruichi curled up like a shrimp, whimpered a few times, and collapsed to the ground.
She struggled to crawl up, but the severe pain from her abdomen made her unable to move for a moment.
"W-Why..." Every word she spoke brought a trickle of blood from the corner of her mouth. "Why did you lie to us..."
Soifon slowly turned to look at the wretched Yoruichi, a trace of heartache flashing in her eyes.
She pursed her lips and spoke slowly:
"I never lied to you... Lady Yoruichi."
"I just... didn't tell the whole truth, that's all."
"Miss Yoruichi!" Kisuke Urahara shouted in loss.
Ichigo Kurosaki was also stunned. Holy crap... is Soifon-nee that ruthless to her own girlfriend?
On the other side, almost at the same time Yoruichi made her move, Sajin Komamura also let out a heaven-shaking roar. His massive body attacked with a gale force: "Why did you betray us! Tōsen—!"
"Leave it to me to resolve, Captain Aizen."
As Soifon spoke, Aizen and the others retreated to the dilapidated execution stand.
At this point, Sajin Komamura's Asauchi had already landed on Soifon's shoulder...
Ding—
A crisp sound. The Asauchi tore through the fabric on Soifon's shoulder but was firmly blocked by Blut Vene.
"Captain Komamura, your strength is too weak. You'd better go train properly..."
With that, Soifon grabbed Sajin Komamura's right hand. Before he could react, her left hand, covered in Shunkō, punched toward his chest.
The next second, Sajin Komamura's massive body crashed to the ground, his fur soaked in blood.
The spectators' eyes went wide.
One move... defeated a Captain?!
The only one who didn't care about any of this was probably the battle maniac, Zaraki Kenpachi.
Seeing Sajin Komamura defeated instantly, instead of being afraid, he rushed up in excitement, lifting his Asauchi to slash at Soifon.
"Hah—" The fierce sword wind howled. "Although I don't know what happened, now you should be able to fight me properly!"
Soifon effortlessly blocked Kenpachi's slash with her scabbard, too lazy to even unsheathe. With a bizarre speed, she circled behind him and tore off the eyepatch that suppressed his Reiatsu.
Violent Reiatsu burst forth from Zaraki Kenpachi's body, yet Soifon, standing at the center of the eruption, remained completely unaffected, only her ringed braids dancing messily behind her.
"Still playing the game of sealing your Reiatsu even now..."
"If I wanted to kill you, you would be dead already, Zaraki."
After ripping off the eyepatch, Soifon chopped at the back of Zaraki Kenpachi's neck with her sheathed sword. The heavy force made him half-squat involuntarily, and then he fainted.
"Teacher Soifon—!!!"
At this moment, hysterical shouts came from behind Soifon.
Tōshirō led Rangiku, Isane, as well as Rukia and Momo Hinamori, shouting something about friendship and bonds as they charged toward Soifon.
Without the buff of their Zanpakutō, Captain Hitsugaya seemed increasingly unworthy of his title; his full speed was as slow as an ant in Soifon's eyes.
Moving calmly through the pincer attack of the five people, Soifon felt that doing this much was about enough. If she continued, they might turn dark.
"All of you..."
"Are full of openings."
In the next instant, the figures of the five people flew backward in different directions simultaneously.
Standing high in the sky, Muramasa's expression was very ugly. He thought that without their Zanpakutō, Soifon and Aizen would fall into a bitter struggle. He didn't expect...
Soifon stood silently in place. She glanced at Unohana Retsu and Byakuya Kuchiki, who had not yet made a move, and stared at the Captain-Commander, who had closed his heart, for several seconds.
Finally, she smiled at Ichigo Kurosaki, ignoring only Kisuke Urahara.
She turned and walked toward Aizen and the others.
"Time to go."
As her words fell, a massive Garganta ripped open in the void. Pillars of yellow Negación light enveloped Soifon and the others, slowly lifting them up...
"Why..."
"Why betray us!"
Yoruichi Shihōin had recovered. She stood up from the ground with difficulty, looking up at her girlfriend within the Negación.
Tears streamed from her eyes, mixing with the dust on her face, turning Yoruichi Shihōin into a veritable little painted cat.
At the same time, Rukia, Momo Hinamori, and the others looked at Soifon with teary eyes.
She raised her eyes, her gaze sweeping over faces full of shock, anger, heartbreak, and confusion.
"I don't want to give any superfluous explanations right now..."
Then, Soifon turned around, no longer looking at the people below.
"This is the only way to seek a higher place."
Sōsuke Aizen also spoke up, seeming afraid that if he waited any longer, Soifon would steal all his lines.
"Have you fallen?! Aizen! Soifon!"
Jūshirō Ukitake coughed twice and shouted upward.
Keyword triggered.
Aizen looked down at Ukitake and chuckled softly:
"You are too arrogant, Ukitake."
"No one has stood in the heavens from the very beginning."
"Not you, not I, not even the gods."
"But that unbearable vacancy in the throne of heaven has ended..."
Getting to the best part, Aizen raised his hand and wiped his Reiatsu over his head, slicking his hair back.
Then he took off his glasses and crushed them effortlessly with his fingers.
"From this day forth, we will stand upon the heavens."
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