Glasses

Shamu had just returned to his bedroom when a strange look appeared on his face.

"Just come in yourself."

The door to Shamu's room was pushed open, and Madara unexpectedly walked in.

"What are you looking for me for in the middle of the night instead of sleeping?"

Madara's expression was grave, lacking his usual arrogant coolness.

"How can I travel through time?"

Shamu stroked his chin. "What are you trying to do?"

Madara said in a low voice, "I still have three younger brothers."

Shamu leaned back with his hands behind his head. "Having Izuna isn't enough for you? You want to revive all three of your brothers too."

"Are your father and mother next?"

Madara naturally understood what Shamu meant. "Just my three brothers will be enough."

Shamu shook his head. "Time travel is extremely dangerous."

"Even I can't interfere with history casually."

"The butterfly effect caused by any tiny change could bring tremendous changes to our spacetime."

"The temporal correction force related to time is the strongest. It might erase our Uchiha Clan from existence, or erase you and Izuna."

"No matter how powerful you are, you can't withstand the correction force of time."

"Of course, there's another possibility."

"A new parallel spacetime could be created."

"Think about it. If your brothers hadn't died back then, the entire course of your war with the Senju Clan would have changed."

Although Madara was not exactly sharp-minded, he could understand something like this with a little thought.

He was somewhat discouraged. After all, he had heard that bringing Uchiha Hikari to another spacetime had seemed rather simple.

Shamu pondered for a moment. "I'll think of a solution for this."

"My abilities aren't sufficient yet. I'll tell you once I find a way."

"But don't count on it anytime soon."