Naruto: Starting with Tsunade

Chapter 491 The Secret of the Eternal Kaleidoscope

The surgery to transplant his pupils has come to a temporary end. Sasuke lies quietly on the hospital bed, his eyes wrapped in white gauze.

"How are you feeling?" Aokiji asked.

"I can feel the strength my brother gives me."

Aokiji nodded, feeling a little envious.

What a lucky person! To have awakened the Eternal Mangekyou Sharingan at such a young age.

"Now you just need to rest and recuperate."

Aokiji reached out and pressed his hand against Sasuke's forehead, his hand emitting a fluorescent green glow.

Sasuke felt sleepiness creeping in, but without resistance, he chose to quietly fall asleep.

"Now it's my turn to appear."

Aokiji spoke softly, as if in a dream.

Upon entering Sasuke's mental space, it was initially pitch black, and then a large screen resembling a PowerPoint presentation began to appear.

With just a glance, one can glimpse some of Sasuke's memories.

His memory went deeper and deeper. Originally, he had reached the end at this point, with endless darkness before him, making it impossible to explore any further. But this time was different from the past.

A faint light source appeared, and Aokiji was secretly delighted, realizing that his guess had indeed been correct.

He walked for a very long time, and if it weren't for the guidance of this light, Aokiji felt he would have stopped halfway and given up.

Aokiji sensed something and stopped. Suddenly, the surroundings began to change. The halo in front of him disappeared and was replaced by a flickering flame, which then illuminated the surroundings.

Only then did Aokiji see clearly how the flame was generated. The flame was produced by the campfire and made a hissing sound from time to time.

A man sat alone by the campfire, his figure silhouetted against the flickering firelight.

With long brown hair and wearing a white robe, Aokiji had only seen this style of clothing on Madara Uchiha when he became the Ten-Tails Jinchuriki.

He was looking down, and he was young and handsome, just like Aokiji.

Beneath thick eyebrows are a pair of clear, black and white eyes, with light purple eyeshadow around them, giving them an air of mystery.

Seemingly noticing someone's presence, Wabi paused slightly as he poked at the campfire with his stick, raised his head, and revealed three tomoe in his blood-red pupils, his clear black and white eyes now stained with blood.

An invisible pressure surged towards him like a tidal wave, making Aokiji feel very uncomfortable. He thought to himself, "What powerful eye power!"

He could only feel this way with Madara Uchiha's Rinnegan.

To achieve such a level with just three tomoe, there's no doubt that the young man before him is his ancestor, Indra.

Aokiji's black eyes turned red, and the three-tomoe Sharingan spun rapidly, connecting to form a snowflake pattern.

Indra smiled, a hint of satisfaction in his expression: "Mangekyou Sharingan, not bad, my descendant."

Aokiji sincerely admired him: "To possess such eye power with only the remaining chakra, you are the second person besides him."

he?

Indra squinted, a hint of interest in his eyes.

Aokiji was secretly delighted; he had taken the bait.

"never mind……"

Indra muttered to himself, saying that he was now just a remnant of his will and didn't care much about what was happening outside.

Indra began by introducing himself: "My name is Indra. I don't know if you've heard of me before. I am my junior."

"Indra?"

Aokiji replied neither humbly nor arrogantly, "My name is Aokiji."

Indra glanced at Aokiji, whose expression seemed to indicate he already knew his origins, saving him a lot of trouble explaining: "I sensed that guy's power from you, how is that possible?"

Without any prior warning, Aokiji was naturally taken aback: "That guy?"

"Ashura, he is my younger brother."

Aokiji suddenly realized, and wondered how to explain this. It was a bit complicated to explain.

Seeing that he was unwilling to talk more, Indra did not make things difficult for him: "If you don't want to talk about it, that's fine. Everyone has their own secrets."

Uh... I just didn't know where to begin, my ancestors.

"How long has it been since I died?"

So much time had passed that Indra had lost the concept of time.

Aokiji thought for a moment and said, "Probably more than a thousand years ago."

Indra sighed, "Time flies, so much time has passed since then."

Here's the key point: when this ancestor says this, Aokiji must keep up with the plan and not let this ancestor fall behind. He must catch him properly and let him express his feelings.

Aokiji asked, feigning ignorance, "After that?"

"yes……"

Indra ended the conversation with a sigh.

Aokiji: ? ? ?

Why don't you play by the rules?

At this point, shouldn't we be reminiscing about the past and occasionally expressing our dissatisfaction with the Sage of Six Paths?

Then, at this moment, I took the opportunity to chime in: "Ah, yes, yes, how could our ancestors be wrong? It's all the fault of the Sage of Six Paths for being biased."

And then, in a moment of pleasure, you give me an upgrade?

Seeing that his ancestor was unwilling to talk much, Aokiji had no choice but to take the initiative: "Speaking of which, why is our ancestor inside Sasuke's body?"

"This story begins a long time ago..."

Perhaps because he had been alone for too long, the originally reclusive Indra did not mind sharing this experience with his descendant, Aokiji.

Aokiji listened quietly, and the content was largely the same as in the original work.

Indra and Ashura were the sons of the Sage of Six Paths. One inherited the Sage's eyes, and the other inherited the Sage's body. The two brothers were originally inseparable, but as they grew older, their values ​​began to change. Indra's belief in power aroused the Sage's displeasure. He saw the shadow of his mother Kaguya in him, and the shadow of himself in his second son. So he passed the position to his second son, Ashura.

This reminded Aokiji of how, in his previous life, emperors of a certain great Eastern country generally preferred to pass the throne to their sons who resembled them.

At this point, capable princes often become very unhappy and want to rebel.

If this were applied to Indra, it would become, "If you don't give it to me, I'll take it."

I'm not fighting for a steamed bun, I'm fighting for my pride.

But the Sage of Six Paths' attitude was the same as that of the emperors.

If I don't give it to you, you can't take it.

They directly assigned Asura immunity to Indra's illusions, and even assigned him the Six Paths Sage Technique, directly pinning Indra to the ground and beating him mercilessly.

Compared to this, Indra is practically picked out of the trash.

Why is it that we're born from the same mother and father, yet there's such a huge difference in treatment, especially since I'm the more outstanding one?

Let alone Indra, even Aokiji would be unhappy.

Aokiji nodded in agreement, saying, "As it turns out, the Sage of Six Paths was wrong, because the Ninja Cult inherited by Ashura did not bring true peace to the world."

"So what do you think is the right thing to do?"

Indra wanted to hear what this junior had to say. Inside Sasuke, he found Aokiji to be a very interesting person.

"The Sage of Six Paths says he doesn't like violence, but he still bestows violence upon Ashura. He keeps saying that love can resolve all conflicts, but his actions prove that violence is the only way to resolve all conflicts, while love is not."

Indra nodded; Aokiji's words had truly resonated with him.

"Of course, this isn't to say that 'love' is wrong, but rather that love needs to be measured. One can lay down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot, but how can we reason with those who have fallen by the knife?"

"The same applies to power. It's not that you can't be strong, but that you can't abuse it. Otherwise, you'll become like nobles and daimyo, where ordinary people are like weeds in their eyes."

"Power needs love to control it, and love needs power to sustain it; the two complement each other. That's my view."

Aokiji first agreed with some of Indra's points to gain his favor, and then proceeded step by step, providing examples and analyses. Even Indra was speechless after listening, and sighed in agreement.

"You are right. Neither I, nor Ashura, nor even Father may be wrong..."

Having gained Indra's approval and with the atmosphere perfectly set, Aokiji began to consider whether he could get Indra to give him a promotion.

Of course, you can't say this directly; you have to be indirect, otherwise it will cause discomfort: "Ancestor, I have a question I can ask you?"

"What's the problem...?"

Indra felt something was off about Aokiji calling him that, but couldn't find a suitable way to address him.

"Why is it that when members of the Uchiha clan awaken the Mangekyou Sharingan, it is often accompanied by a curse of blindness?"

Aokiji wanted Indra to tell him that ordinary human beings couldn't keep up with the physical demands of humans, and then, by extension, why transplanting eye techniques could solve this problem, especially since it had to be done between brothers.

Finally, he slowly guided Indra to tell him how to overcome blindness.

Unexpectedly, Indra dropped a bombshell, completely stunning Aokiji:

"The Mangekyou Sharingan was actually something I created unintentionally."

(End of this chapter)