A raging storm of light blades, condensed from pure "purification," swallowed Sasuke in an instant. Its radiance was so blinding, so "pure," that even his silver-white Jōgan seemed to lose its penetrating sight. All that remained before him was an endless expanse of "white," steeped in death.
There was no sound. No explosive clash of energies. Only a more fundamental sensation of "erasure" and "assimilation" that made his soul tremble. Sasuke felt everything he was-his body, chakra, mind, will, even his very "existence"-being mercilessly scoured, dismantled, and diluted by that white light. Burning pain seared his skin, but it came not from heat, but from the uncanny agony of having his "existence" forcibly stripped away. His thoughts began to grind like rusted gears. Fragments of memory scattered like a sandcastle blown apart by the wind. Even the unshakable heart he had gained after severing his inner demon wavered violently before this absolute "purification."
Was this... the end...?
The thought surfaced unbidden. But in the next instant, a colder, almost instinctive will crushed it.
No.
I promised... I would protect them.
I swore... I would atone for the Uchiha's sins.
My path... hasn't reached its end yet!
"Aaaaaah!!!"
It was not a scream of pain, but a roar of burning resolve! Sasuke's tightly shut eyes snapped open! The silver-white calm within them was gone, replaced by the fierce blaze of burning stars! The radiance of his White Jōgan had never been so dazzling, as though he meant to ignite and unleash everything he had left!
He did not try to resist the endless white light of "purification." Resistance would only hasten his assimilation. He poured all his mind, all his will, all his resolve into his eyes-into the Jōgan's essential power to "see through falsehood and purify corruption"!
He had to