The sky blinked its starry eyes, avoiding the full moon off to one side. Starlight mingled with the clear moonlight, shimmering over the world and sparing no corner of the ground.
Kuan stepped out of the room and stood beneath the Sky Curtain, gazing up at the night sky in a daze. He basked in its brilliance, but even though his wish had come true, he wasn't as excited as he'd imagined he would be.
Everything had been bought with his clansmen's blood, and now he was nothing more than a prisoner.
He knew the two Uchihas before him, one large and one small. The older one was the Captain-General in charge of keeping his clan under guard, while the younger one was the boy standing atop the Nine-Tails.
The Nine-Tails, capable of laying waste to the world, was like a puppet in the boy's hands, obeying his every command. Kuan couldn't help thinking that perhaps the Ketsuryūgan really was a little inferior to the Sharingan.
Rikusei sat on the wooden railing, studying Kuan's pale skin and light-colored hair with interest. "Your name?"
"Kuan."
After the brief introduction, Rikusei abruptly activated his Sharingan. The Three-Tomoe Sharingan in his right eye began to spin, pulling Kuan into the Illusion Space.
Chikaku, who had been about to say something, pressed a hand to his forehead and pursed his lips. This novel way of chatting was certainly unusual.
It really was just like the Uchiha Clan.
The world spun before Kuan's eyes. The scene around him transformed into Star Trails, filling him with dizziness. Thankfully, it lasted only an instant. When his senses returned, Kuan stared in shock at a village he'd never seen before, standing frozen in place.
"This is Konoha Hidden Village." Standing beside him, Rikusei pointed to the ground beneath