The false dreamscape that had obstructed Gione had finally been shattered apart, and when Ryuk gazed upon Gione, half of the world had been wiped out from the raw end explosion.
That is the half where the Knull army just happened to have, unluckily, taken control of.
The vision he had gotten of a broken world was true.
It had only been covered up by Aizelren's dreamscape.
And speaking of Aizelren, Ryuk silently floated up the sky, and when he reached the place where the face had been cleaved into two halves,
His hands reached out, the void rippling, and he dragged something out from its depth.
It was a squirming flesh in the shape of a liver, and from it, a single tentacle could be seen, ending in a golden eyeball.
"Even after that attack, you still managed to save your life."
Ryuk mused, looking at that singular golden eye that flashed with an unspoken emotion.
Terror.
Absolute terror.
But that terror soon faded away into a haunting realization, and Aizelren spoke:
