"This..."
Kurama Murakumo stared around him in shock.
There was not the slightest trace of anyone using ninjutsu.
It was as if the flames had suddenly ignited out of nowhere.
"Has Yakumo completely awakened?"
Kurama Murakumo immediately realized that this was the Kekkei Genkai ability recorded in the family archives—the power to turn genjutsu into reality.
"Yakumo did this?"
Yakumo's Mother looked utterly incredulous. "Does she want to kill us? Why would she do something like this?!"
Although Yakumo was sensitive at heart, she had always been gentle. She could not possibly do such a thing!
"Yakumo, what are you doing? Wake up!"
Kurama Murakumo called out solemnly, but it had no effect at all.
He reached out, intending to touch Yakumo.
But all he heard was Kurama Yakumo's cold, sinister laughter. The next moment, the world spun around him.
"W-Where is this?!"
When he opened his eyes again and saw the scene before him, Kurama Murakumo's hair stood on end, and his body tensed.
Before him stretched a boundless, distorted space, with strangely styled paintings floating in the air.
Beneath his feet was only a small platform barely large enough to stand on. Everywhere else was bottomless darkness.
"Did Yakumo pull me into a genjutsu?"
Seeing this, Kurama Murakumo immediately formed hand seals with both hands, attempting to disrupt the flow of his Chakra and break free from the genjutsu.
"Release."
Nothing before him changed. Murakumo's expression immediately darkened.
"Release! Release!"
Watching her husband repeatedly use the Release seal, Yakumo's Mother began to sweat coldly as well.
She raised her head and looked around, but saw only dead silence.
However, when she looked up at the sky, she spotted several stone slabs floating overhead.
Kurama Yakumo stood on one of the slabs, gently painting on a canvas.
"Yakumo!"
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