The scene shifted dramatically to the serene mountainside, where Ryuken had once found his greatest happiness, long before his life descended into turmoil.
Now, standing before him was a figure clad in a black hakama, a headband covering his left eye.
"Huh?... What's this?" Ryuken muttered, his voice tinged with confusion.
He was utterly baffled by the sudden change in surroundings, a stark contrast to the chaos he had just endured.
As clarity returned to his mind, he recognized the figure standing before him. His heart froze as he realized the enormity of what he had just relived.
"How am I here again? No… how are you here?!" he demanded, his voice rising with the weight of his bewilderment.
Kahn in his Byakua persona stood silently, his expression somber yet overwhelmed by the torrent of emotions he just experienced.
