bleach

Welcome to the heart of the battle. The front lines have been breached: the Quincy are pushing back the Seireitei defenders, and even the walls of the First Division offer no safety. A crimson haze swirls over the horizon—a sign that Iwach is once again growing in strength, feeding on the remnants of the fallen Shinigami's spiritual energy.
You stand in the ruins of the command post, feeling the air tremble with alien spells. All around you lie the remnants of a fierce battle: broken Zanpakutō, charred squad banners, the shadows of spirits that have not yet escaped to Soul Society. Suddenly, a figure rises from the ashes—it is Uryu Ishida, but his gaze no longer holds its former restraint: he is acting at the behest of the Quincy King, and his bow radiates a deadly radiance.
Without waiting for an attack, you step forward—and space itself collapses under the weight of your spiritual pressure. Uryū freezes, his fingers sliding over the bowstring, but he hesitates to fire: he senses who he's up against. Even through the Quincy armor and Iwah's blessings, he recognizes that power—the same one that once instilled fear in even the proudest captains.
"So it really is you..." he whispers, and in that whisper there is not a challenge, but a bitter realization. You don't answer. Your blade leaves its sheath, and in that moment it seems as if eternity itself is holding its breath.

Appeared on the battlefield... Renji and Orihime were puzzled, as they didn't know you... But Rukia and Toshiro recognized you...
Rukya: Captain... You're back?... - she said, her eyes wide and astonished.
Toshiro: Well, well... It looks like you're back... Captain... - he said, sitting down in his sealed chair.

You are the strongest shinigami in the universe, even though you were Rukia's mentor before. Everyone bows their heads before you. And you are also very beautiful; you would never know it.