One Piece: Kaido's adopted son, starts with the Eight Gates Formation.

He simply stood there quietly, without releasing any spiritual pressure, yet everyone around him felt a difficulty in breathing. It was as if he himself was a "name," a "concept," and "history."

He is the leader of the Zero Division, "True Name Monk"—Hyoshube Ichibei.

The five members of Squad Zero are all living fossils of Soul Society's history, each making groundbreaking and enormous contributions to Soul Society. Their wisdom and power have long surpassed the scope of "captain".

Hyosube Ichibei's gaze, like a slowly moving searchlight, swept across the entire devastated Seireitei.

He saw those unfamiliar, powerful pirates; he saw those Arrancar who should have been his mortal enemies, but were now standing respectfully with their hands at their sides; he saw those ordinary Shinigami kneeling on the ground, trembling.

His brow furrowed slightly.

When his gaze finally landed on Barragán's "Skull Throne," he paused for the first time.

He saw it.

I saw Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni.

The man who led the Gotei 13 for a thousand years, hailed as the "strongest Shinigami in history," and the embodiment of pride and dignity in Soul Society—Captain-Commander Yamamoto—was kneeling on the ground at this moment.

He knelt before a decaying skull throne, holding a rag in his hand, meticulously wiping the armrests of the throne back and forth.

His movements were earnest and meticulous, as if he were not wiping the throne, but performing a sacred ritual. His wrinkled old face was expressionless, devoid of humiliation or resentment, only a kind of… numb calm.

"..."

For the first time, a blank stare appeared in Hyosube Ichibei's eyes, which seemed to see through everything, lasting for several seconds.

Behind him, Oetsu Nimaiya had forgotten to chew his gum, his sunglasses had slipped down to his nose, and his mouth was slightly open. Kirinji Tenjiro's impatient expression froze, turning into pure astonishment. A barely audible gasp came from beneath Shutara Senjumaru's veil.

The impact of what they were witnessing was ten thousand times greater than the fall of Seireitei, which they had imagined.

That's Yamamoto Shigekuni! He's the most stubborn, the most rule-abiding, and the one who values ​​"dignity" the most among their juniors!

Make him kneel? And make him wipe a trophy like a servant?

This is a billion times more painful for him than killing him!

What exactly happened? What kind of being could make Yamamoto Shigekuni do such a... shocking thing?

Hyosube Ichibei's gaze finally shifted from Yamamoto Genryusai and slowly landed on the highest point of the ruins—the temporary throne made up of countless Zanpakuto fragments.

He saw the child.

That child, around two years old, wearing open-crotch pants, probably with a finger in his mouth, and with an innocent smile on his face.

Surrounding the child were monsters exuding terrifying auras, such as Kaido, Whitebeard, and Big Mom. And that child was at the center of all these monsters.

All the chaos, all the upheaval, all the inexplicable events, all point to this seemingly harmless child.

Hyosube Ichibei withdrew his gaze, his unfathomable eyes regaining their placid calm. He took a step forward, a step that seemed to resonate with the very pulse of the world.

He ignored Akainu, ignored the disheveled Cheruze, and ignored all the pirates and Arrancar.

In his eyes, there was only Lynn on the throne.

He raised the calligraphy brush in his hand, pointed it at Lynn, and in a booming voice that seemed to come from the very beginning of the world, containing supreme rules and order, he questioned:

"In the name of the Spirit King, this is hereby proclaimed!"

"An existence that disrupts the balance of the three realms and overturns the order of the Soul Society!"

"State your name! Who are you?"