The night wind cut like ice.
On the streets of Karakura Town, Urahara Kisuke lay motionless in the mud, his once-brilliant eyes hollow and unfocused. The core of his Shinigami power had been completely destroyed. He was finished.
Less than a hundred meters away, within a pitch-black alley—
A pair of faintly golden eyes stared silently at the scene.
A black cat stood hidden in the shadows, its fur standing on end, body trembling uncontrollably.
"How… is this possible…"
"Kisuke… defeated so completely…"
An overwhelming storm raged in her heart.
She was Shihoin Yoruichi—former Second Division Captain, Commander of the Stealth Force, and head of the Shihōin Family.
The Goddess of Flash.
For a hundred years, she and Urahara had survived exile, conspiracies, and even Aizen Sosuke.
But tonight—
All calculation, all preparation, all forbidden techniques…
Had been crushed in moments.
"This isn't a Shinigami… nor a Hollow…"
"This is something else entirely."
Fear—raw and absolute—tightened around her heart.
Fight?
Even Urahara's Zanpakutō had been destroyed with bare hands.
There was only one option.
Run.
Without hesitation, Yoruichi released every seal suppressing her power.
Boom—!
Her figure vanished instantly.
Shunpo at its absolute peak.
In less than a heartbeat, she crossed kilometers, racing toward the Senkaimon coordinates at the edge of the city.
"As long as I enter the Dangai—"
A voice echoed directly inside her mind.
Cold. Mocking. Absolute.
"Goddess of Flash?"
"Too slow."
Her pupils shrank.
Hum—!
Space itself collapsed.
An invisible force slammed down like a mountain range, freezing her mid-movement.
"What—?! Space… locked?!"
No matter how she struggled, her body refused to respond.
Before Uchiha Tobirama, Shunpo was meaningless.
An unseen hand formed from overwhelming spatial authority seized her and pulled.
Swish!
The world twisted.
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Thud.
Yoruichi was thrown onto a cold jade floor.
This was the deepest level beneath the shrine. A sealed chamber. Silent. Absolute.
Footsteps approached.
Tobirama stood before her, gaze indifferent, eyes glowing with terrifying power.
"Run," he said calmly.
"Why did you stop?"
Yoruichi's heart sank.
He knew.
Everything.
She tried to remain in her transformed state, forcing calm into her breathing.
The response was immediate.
Tobirama raised one hand.
A black sphere of annihilating authority condensed silently.
"You've seen what happens to those who deceive Us."
The tomoe within his eyes accelerated.
"Ability Deprivation."
Boom—!
An irresistible force tore through the technique sustaining her transformation.
The disguise collapsed.
Light flashed—then silence.
When it cleared, Yoruichi lay on the floor in her true form, her power circuits forcibly sealed, spiritual pressure completely suppressed.
She could not move.
Could not resist.
Only breathe.
Tobirama looked down at her without emotion.
"So this is your true form."
There was no triumph in his voice—only confirmation.
"Your escape failed. Your concealment failed."
He turned away.
"Remain here."
"This world will soon learn what true despair looks like."
The chamber fell silent once more.
And for the first time in a hundred years,
Shihoin Yoruichi understood—
Running was no longer an option.