It was such an old man who sat motionless as a corpse.

And when the doorkeeper of the Hell Gate came by, he stared at the old man sitting in front of him with his hands and feet tied by a thick chain of arms, and suddenly said a strange word.

"Shibo, I've come to see you." The voice of the owner of the Hell Gate was strange, directing at the old man sitting in front of him, who was as dry as rotten wood.

Shibo?

Oh, my God, the owner of the Hell Gate calls this old man Master?

Who is this old man?

Is he alive?

said that...