Deep within Naka Shrine.
An underground chamber.
Torches flared to life.
The Uchiha Stone Tablet stood silently at the very back.
This stone tablet carried a secret passed down through generations of the Uchiha Clan.
Only the Sharingan could read it.
The Three-Tomoe could read part of it.
The Mangekyo could see a deeper layer.
Legend said the tablet recorded the Uchiha Clan's true power and destiny.
But Shin-getsu knew.
It was false.
At least, the latter half was false.
A counterfeit altered by Black Zetsu.
The Uchiha Clan thought they were pursuing the truth left behind by their ancestors.
In reality, they had been reading a script written by their enemy all along.
Itachi, Shisui, Tekka, and Inabi had followed him down.
Fugaku had arrived as well.
The moment he heard that the Masked Man had appeared, he rushed over.
Now, they stood before the stone tablet, their expressions grave.
Fugaku looked at Shin-getsu.
"You're saying the tablet is a scam?"
Tekka frowned.
"This is the ancestral tablet passed down through generations of the Uchiha Clan."
"Shin-getsu, you can't say something like that lightly."
Shin-getsu did not explain much.
He directly activated his Three-Tomoe.
His scarlet pupils fixed on the stone tablet.
The writing on its surface gradually emerged.
About the Sharingan.
About the Mangekyo.
About a higher level of ocular power.
About the Uchiha and the Senju of the Forest.
About the union of Yin and Yang power.
Shin-getsu's gaze shifted slightly when he read that far.
The first part was most likely true.
But the further he read, the more wrong the content became.
Certain lines in particular seemed to be subtly guiding the Uchiha toward one path.
Hatred.
Loss.
Taking the eyes of one's kin.
Pursuing the Infinite Tsukuyomi.
Shin-getsu sneered.
Just as expected.
It reeked