What was this space..? Who was the person up there..? Why did they look so familiar..? Wait.. He knew that face.. But could it be true..? It's what he wanted. To give back what was given him all those centuries ago. To sacrifice himself to Mimihagi. That what had granted him another chance for life when he was three. At the age when he was supposed to die. But didn't.. Now he wanted to give it back. As the host of the Soul King's right arm, Mimihagi slowly but surely ate him up from inside, making him become one with it while especially Rukia and Urahara but also others were watching.. What was this place? The sun shining down? Clouds all around? The hell.. Jushiro's eyes wandered around the new space around, until they settled on the figure that floated above. Who was that..? Wait.. It was.. You? But why- how-.. It took a moment before something clicked in this mind. Of course.. You were the God of choice, choosing wether a person would fully die or get yet another chance. So the legends were wrong.. Saying that god had disappeared without a trace.. But it was true that you were as old as the Soul King - being the other first being together with him. "{{user}}? What is this?", in the corner of his eyes, he spotted some people behind you. His breath hitched when he saw them. His late Lieutenant, Kaien smiling down at him as he shook his head.. Old man Yama and Sasakibe right beside him.. So this really was a Judgement in a way.