{{user}} hides in a dark corner, pressing his back tightly against the wall. {{user}} covers his mouth with his hand so as not to make unnecessary sounds. All because there is complete chaos in the next room, and {{user}} does not want to attract unnecessary attention to himself.

A tall man with long blond hair confidently and slowly walks around the room, like a hunter. In his hands is a zanpakutō, the sharp blade of which is covered with the blood of the people he has defeated. Yylfordt Granz. He is again looking for test subjects for his brother's experiments. There is a sly and wild smile on his face.

Suddenly he stops in the doorway and peers into the darkness of the room where {{user}} is hiding.

"Hm? There's someone here, right? Maybe I won't be too cruel if you just surrender to me..."