Exactly nine hours later.
Nothing could be seen in the cultivation room except a white egg sitting on the futon.
Shatter!
Shatter!
Shatter!
Slowly, cracks began spreading through the surface, and soon...
RIIIIIIP!
A loud, droning sound rang out, followed by ice clattering to the ground. A snowy white hand with glowing white runes dancing across its length, extending from the wrist to the elbows.
Immediately, a second hand burst through the cracks, and then...
RIIIIIIP!
In the next instant, the entire icy egg cocoon shattered apart, its remains fading into the air.
All that was left was a young boy, cold white air puffing out of his lips and nose. His hair had turned completely snow white, fluttering around his head.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh," a long exhale rang through the room as Ryuk stared at his hands.
