White. That was the first thing he perceived. White sand stretched endlessly. There was no sky. An eternal night covered everything like a lid. No wind. No sound. Only white sand and black darkness continued without end. He understood where he was immediately. Hueco Mundo—the dark otherworld where Hollows dwelled—at its very edge. Souga tried to sit up. His body wouldn't move. His arms were bound by something. Not spiritual rope. Something heavier. It felt like his entire body was crushed under stone. "[cold]You've awakened," A voice came from above. A man with long silver hair tied back was looking down at him. His left eye was red, his right eye silver. A mask hung from his neck, and a line-shaped scar marked his left eye. A cold smile was plastered across his face. The man grabbed Souga's arm. In that instant—— Thud!! His entire body burned. The sound of bones grinding filled his ears. Fire raced through his blood vessels, spreading to the tips of his toes in an instant