"Your eyes..."
Kaguya reached out and gently stroked his cheek, her gaze fixed on his double-ringed Nine-Tomoe Sharingan.
Wuye's eyes were unfocused as he merely stared at her blankly.
The curse of power—every awakening came only after heart-rending agony. The fact that he had endured it time and again without turning into a lunatic like Obito Uchiha or Itachi Uchiha was already remarkable.
His mental power was rapidly expanding, yet he felt as though he were about to die...
With two more tomoe added, reaching the ultimate number of nine, he finally had enough ocular power to use the awakened teleportation ability.
But because he lacked the final ring and had not attained the true Nine-Tomoe Rinne Sharingan, he could feel the frenzied mental power surging through his mind in wave after wave, nearly battering him into an idiot.
"Wuye, how are you?"
Kaguya drew him into her arms and asked with concern, "What can I do to help you?"
Wuye buried his face against her. Her scent brought him immense comfort.
After a long while, he finally calmed down somewhat. Raising a pair of bloodshot eyes, he said hoarsely, "Sister, do you know how to make all the bodies coexist in a situation where one soul has multiple bodies?"
Kaguya froze at his words, then gently shook her head apologetically. "I don't know..."
Wuye's eyes trembled, and he lowered them.
"You are my sister, not a true member of the Otsutsuki Clan. I need information from the Otsutsuki..." he murmured.
Kaguya blinked her beautiful bright eyes, then suddenly said, "You mean the original me? The me from a thousand years ago, before reincarnation?"
"Mm..."
Wuye looked up toward the horizon. "She's in the moon..."
Kaguya nodded and said without hesitation, "Then bring her back."
Wuye closed his eyes. "Mm.