Extra: Eyes That Transcend Time
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Konoha.
The Ninja Academy.
Two six- or seven-year-old children performed the seal of confrontation.
"Yo! Uchiha Arashi, this time I'm definitely going to beat you!"
A bowl-cut boy shouted, charging forward with a wooden kunai.
The child named Uchiha Arashi wore a deep-blue, old-style kimono with a purple silk sash around his waist. He smiled confidently.
"Muto, you're still far from ready."
Their bodies collided, and their taijutsu exchange far exceeded what children their age should be capable of.
After a fierce bout, Muto pushed Arashi back with his innate strength and laughed, raising his fist.
"Haha! I'm stronger than you!"
"Is that so…"
Arashi looked up, his eyes glowing scarlet—one tomoe spinning in his Sharingan.
"Sharingan!"
Muto was shocked and froze for a moment.
Arashi vanished and appeared right in front of him in a body flicker, their eyes meeting.
Recalling his elders' warnings to never look directly into a Sharingan, Muto quickly shut his eyes—
Thud!
Arashi pinned Muto to the ground, wooden kunai pressed against his neck.
"This time, I win again, Muto!"
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"Arashi-kun is so cool!"
"He's amazing! This is the Uchiha Clan's Sharingan power!"
"Kyaa~ Arashi-kun, look over here!"
Everyone knew ninja children matured quickly.
The girls screamed with admiration, making one silent figure stand out even more.
A girl with long, silvery-white hair and porcelain-like skin watched quietly. Her cold and refined appearance gave off an ethereal feel.
"Hey, Kaguya-chan," the girl beside her nudged her.
"Don't you think Arashi-kun is suuuper cool?!"
Kaguya slowly turned her head and replied softly,
"He's alright… but…"
"They're just kids."
"Wh-what are you saying? You're a kid too!"
Kaguya didn't reply. She looked up at the sky—where a full moon should've been.
Instead, there was a broken, floating mass of meteorite fragments, visible even in daylight.
She felt like… she was forgetting something.
Still, she turned back toward the field.
Arashi was helping Muto up, forming the seal of reconciliation.
Why… do I feel so at peace watching them?
No—why do I think Arashi and Muto are "kids" when they're clearly older than me?
That's strange.
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The Land of Wind.
A Laboratory.
On the stage, flames burned around Konohamaru. The fire grew paler, but the heat more intense.
As the critical moment approached, Orochimaru's snake-like pupils narrowed. He summoned a vial of nutrient fluid via summoning technique.
Inside the vial was a light blue eyeball—two concentric rings etched upon it.
Made from Shisui's blood, one of Otsutsuki Urashiki's legs, and a test subject named Shin's genes, Orochimaru had synthesized a defective Rinnegan.
"Konohamaru, I'm no Kagami-kun… but as your teacher, this is the best power I can give you."
The pale blue eye was tossed into the flame.
Scarlet light burst from Konohamaru's eyes, instantly engulfing the eye.
Orochimaru watched in silence.
He'd taken in Konohamaru partly because of Sarutobi-sensei. He'd taught him earnestly—but he had selfish motives too.
He wanted to personally witness the evolution of a perfect Mangekyo—to unlock its secrets.
I will also… obtain such eyes.
Otsutsuki power alone isn't enough for me!
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In the next instant—
A streak of black and red light pierced the lab's dome and shot into the sky.
Thus, in the history of the ninja world—
the third pair of God Eyes was born.
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The Land of Earth.
On the tallest building, Shisui stood in a daze.
Suddenly—his heart clenched.
His eyes burned.
"What the…?"
He hadn't fought in years. Besides missing his brother, he barely used his Sharingan.
Yet now—his eyes bled.
His Mangekyo activated on its own.
After shock came wild joy.
Only one person…
Only one could make this happen!
Big Brother!!
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The gaze of eyes that transcended time descended.
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In the spiritual realm,
Tobirama Senju's voice trembled.
"You… you bastard…"
"You actually managed to come back?!"
Black and red flame gathered into a humanoid form—upper half solid, lower half still flickering flame.
Shisui rushed into the space, his spiritual form already crying.
"Big brother…"
His forming features were exactly as he remembered—
Uchiha Kagami.
Kagami opened his eyes—black as a bottomless abyss.
"Shisui…"
"It's been, what—over ten years in ninja time? You haven't made much progress, have you?"
That voice—
That familiar, arrogant, confident voice.
Shisui cried like a child.
"Without you… I didn't know what to do…"
Kagami waved his hand.
The black anklet binding Tobirama vanished.
Tobirama smiled faintly. "So, you've finally decided to release me?"
Kagami didn't even look at him.
The moment he saw Shisui, he'd learned everything that had happened to him.
Tobirama Senju…
Let's make you an Uchiha in your next life. Might be fun.
A petty thought—but with Kagami's power, such whims easily reshaped the world.
This was…
the realm of a god.
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Tobirama's spirit faded. Before Shisui could speak, he too was ejected from the spiritual space.
His Mangekyo spun wildly and, without his input, activated—
Bishamonten: Kagami.
He'd used it many times these years, to no response.
This time was different…
The summoned clone had life in its eyes.
Just like back then—self-assured to the point of arrogance, as if the world itself bowed to him!
Kagami ran his hand through his long hair, lopping off half. He smiled faintly.
"I changed my hairstyle recently. Looks better, don't you think?"
Sniffling, Shisui replied, "The old one was cooler…"
"Oh? That's good, then. You've always had awful taste."
Kagami gazed into the distance.
"My setup was: when you surpassed a certain level, I'd anchor my will and descend."
"You're still too weak, Shisui."
"…I'm sorry…"
Shisui bowed his head in shame.
Kagami sighed. "Well, time was short. Not your fault."
"But I didn't expect it'd be the third pair of Four-Tomoe Sharingan that anchored me instead…
Orochimaru, Konohamaru—you did well."
Whoosh—
A deep, dimensional gate opened.
Kagami stepped inside. Shisui followed without hesitation.
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Across Nations—
They arrived in the Land of Wind.