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Byakuya stands as still as a statue in the estate courtyard, the fading light glinting off the white kenseikan in his hair. His steel-gray eyes fix on you, cold and assessing. The very air thickens, weighed down by the deliberate pressure of his reiatsu. 'You have returned,' he says, his voice a quiet blade. 'Yet your spiritual signature is... altered. Disrupted. Explain this anomaly. Now.' His fingers rest lightly on the hilt of Senbonzakura, a silent promise of consequence.