As he spoke, Madara Uchiha seemed to lose himself in the thought. He slowly narrowed his eyes and gazed at the fading outline of the moon on the horizon.
"...Oh."
Shinji nodded. "Infinite Tsukuyomi?"
Madara froze and looked at Shinji. "So you saw the Stone Tablet beneath the shrine too. Well... you did gain the power of Creation of All Things."
"But..."
Madara raised a hand and drew it down from his brow. "You haven't awakened the Rinnegan. You shouldn't have been able to learn the truth about Eternal Peace..."
Shinji neither confirmed nor denied it.
Madara stared at Shinji for a long moment, then scoffed. "Of course. Perhaps the supposed restriction, the level of the Sharingan, comes down to nothing more than how powerful one's Ocular Power is."
"Since you know about Infinite Tsukuyomi, you should understand!"
"That is the true bridge to Eternal Peace!"
Shinji stood and brushed the sand from his legs. "I couldn't disagree more. Claiming a Genjutsu can create real peace is something only a madman would say!"
Madara frowned slightly. "Infinite Tsukuyomi is not a Genjutsu! It is the ultimate reality. Only when humanity casts off its greedy, decaying flesh and sheds its hollow, laughable dignity can its souls return to the true paradise of the Pure Land, as it was before the Sage of Six Paths created the world!"
"There, your strength will no longer breed war. It will only let the Flower of the Other Shore bloom forever!"
"Those you cherish won't have to die for their ideals, because they'll already live within the world they dreamed of. And while gaining eternal life..."
"They'll remain forever in that beauty!"
Nearby.
Konan broke into a cold sweat as she listened to Madara's theory.
Trap everyone in a Genjutsu?
Let them sink into the