"Can you tell me, Sasuke-kun?" Orochimaru licked his lips, his voice filled with fanaticism, "What kind of new power did it bring you?"

He paused, then immediately added, a "thoughtful" smile appearing on his face.

"Of course, intelligence is a ninja's most precious asset, but please... just show it to me casually, so I can broaden my horizons."

He was too curious.

It is said that the abilities of each pair of Mangekyou Sharingan are unique. Itachi Uchiha's abilities are "Tsukuyomi" and "Amaterasu", which are the ultimate in both spirit and matter.

What kind of astonishing power will be born in the eyes of this boy who fascinates him even more than Itachi?

Sasuke looked at his fanatical appearance and did not refuse.

He was just as curious.

I'm curious about what that power, born in the gap between "ideal" and "reality," really looks like.

Sasuke slowly raised his right hand, spread it out in front of him, and then focused his gaze on his palm.

In my left eye, the intricate six-pointed star pattern slowly rotated.

An idea took shape in his mind.

"High Royal Nest Day!"

The ancient and unfamiliar name was whispered from his lips.

Under Orochimaru's incredulous gaze, a simple, standard-issue longsword appeared out of thin air on Sasuke's outstretched palm.

The blade was made of ordinary high-quality steel, which gleamed with a cold, icy light as it was refracted by the spray from the waterfall.

The handle is made of dark hardwood and wrapped with non-slip cloth, while the guard is a simple circular design.

It has no fancy decorations; it's just an ordinary samurai sword.

But the way it appeared was beyond the comprehension of everyone present.

"This, this is..."

Upon seeing the sword, Orochimaru's ecstatic expression froze slightly, and he subconsciously licked his lips.

What's this?

Ninja tools that appeared out of thin air?

Is it some kind of advanced space-time eye technique? Or is it some other ability that I don't understand?

Sasuke saw Orochimaru's confused look and understood.

Sure enough.

He could clearly feel that the appearance of that knife had consumed a tiny bit of his eye power and chakra.

It's not big, almost negligible.

It seems this is the ability of my left eye.

That power, born from "the yearning for an ideal world," is essentially "distorting reality."

It is to weave the illusory ideas that exist in one's inner world into reality.

From this perspective, the ability of that "self" to transform darkness into grassland in the illusion was also achieved using this same power.

Moreover, the consumption doesn't seem to be that high?

This thought stirred a deeper desire for exploration within Sasuke.

Looking at the ordinary iron weapon in his hand, an even bolder idea suddenly emerged.

A regular knife can...

If it is...

With a thought, Sasuke's six-pointed star in his left eye began to slowly rotate again.

Soon, beside the standard longsword in his hand, a phantom of a sword exactly like the Grim Reaper "Asauchi" began to slowly condense and take shape.

At first, it was just a blurry outline, appearing and disappearing as if it might vanish at any moment.

But as Sasuke channeled his eye power and chakra, the unique curved outline of the hilt, guard, and even the blade began to become clear.

"Ugh...!"

A sharp, needle-like pain came from deep within his left eye.

Sasuke grunted and instinctively stopped his eye technique.

The phantom in his hand vanished completely the instant the spell ended.

"What's wrong?" Orochimaru noticed his unusual behavior and immediately stepped forward, asking with concern.

Sasuke didn't answer. He raised his other hand and gently wiped away a trace of blood seeping from the corner of his eye with the back of his hand. He already understood.

The eye technique "High-level Nesting Sun" can weave "fantasy" into "reality," but it is not without limitations.

The eye power and chakra consumed during use are directly proportional to the complexity of the "concept" and the strength of the "materialized" object.

Creating an ordinary knife, devoid of any extraordinary power, would be effortless for him.

But to create a Zanpakuto with unlimited growth potential...

Its consumption, however, increases exponentially.

With his current eye power, plus the almost limitless chakra of the Nine-Tails within him, it's not impossible.

To pay such a huge price just to create a weapon one already possesses...

It's really unnecessary.

"It's alright."

Sasuke replied casually and strolled to the edge of the pond.

He looked at his newly awakened Mangekyou Sharingan in the water and fell into deep thought.

Inanimate objects are acceptable.

If it is...

What about living things?

As the thought arose, he raised his right hand again and spread it out in front of him.

The power of the pupil in his left eye quietly gathered.

A glimmer of light quietly bloomed in Sasuke's palm.

Then, in the center of that faint light, the outline of a petal began to be drawn out little by little.

From a vague outline, to clear veins, and then to that delicate pink...

It doesn't look like an aggregate of energy.

It has realistic textures, exudes a fresh floral fragrance, and even the dampness on the edges of the petals is clearly visible.

It is a petal that truly possesses life.

"..."

Orochimaru's smile froze completely.

His battle-hardened senses were frantically sending the same message to his brain.

There is no spatial fluctuation.

Once could be considered an illusion, twice could be considered a coincidence.

But three times...

When this boy conjured items out of thin air three times in a row without the child's knowledge...

This means that one's perception is wrong.

What the opponent used was not the space-time ninjutsu that I understood at all.

Moreover, he could sense that it contained a life force that was no different from that of any other plant in the world.

Sasuke looked down at the small flower in his palm, then gently blew on it.

The cherry blossom petals drifted gently upwards.

It spun in the air, drawing a graceful arc, before finally landing lightly on the cold lake surface.

After doing all this, Sasuke turned his head to look at the man who was already frozen in place.

"..."

Orochimaru stared blankly at the petal that had fallen to the ground, then looked at Sasuke's calm profile, his Adam's apple bobbing with difficulty.

A complex emotion appeared on his face.

He spent his entire life conducting countless experiments before barely managing to reach the edge of life, attempting to prolong this fragile existence through the clumsy method of "reincarnation."

And this boy in front of me...

Just a thought, a glance, and it was already...

impossible.

This is impossible!

As the top scientist in the ninja world, he understands the laws of this world best.

Mass is conserved, and energy is conserved.

These are the most fundamental ironclad rules that constitute this world.

Any ninjutsu, whether it's a world-destroying S-rank forbidden technique or the most basic transformation technique, is essentially just a "form transformation" or "nature change" of existing matter and energy.

Whether it's space-time ninjutsu or the Impure World Reincarnation, they are all just ways to "transfer" matter or souls that "exist" elsewhere to this place.

"What was that just now...?" Orochimaru's expression turned somewhat grim.

"Didn't you see it all?"

"Do not......"

Orochimaru's body trembled almost imperceptibly. "I didn't see any technique, and I didn't sense any spatial fluctuations."

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